Yes, I did all of this!

"You mean that the dean is the hanged ghost, right?"

Duanmu Mo pretended to think and nodded: "For a doctor to appear in a research institute deep inside a museum, there is only one possibility besides that he is a victim."

“His image wasn’t captured on the museum’s security cameras, so we can rule out the second possibility.” Shen Wuling frowned as she made a deduction that was unnecessary for Duanmu Mo.

"Simply put, the dean is the hanged man of Leviathan, and now he's in the museum, and Neville is also in the museum, but neither of them has the Key to the Underworld. The conclusion is that the Key to the Underworld is in the museum itself, right?"

Duanmu Mo interrupted Shen Wuling's thoughts, cutting out the whole bunch of crime-solving scenarios she was thinking about, and fast-forwarded directly to the result.

"what?"

Shen Wuling turned her head and looked at Duanmu Mo in disbelief: "Mr. Duanmu, you guessed it already? I haven't even said anything yet."

Duanmu Mo remained calm: "That's how it is in my line of work, it's normal."

"Mr. Duanmu, I wouldn't be surprised if you pulled out a gem and said you were a magical boy... No, you're too old to be considered a boy anymore."

Shen Wuling silently complained and looked away: "Let's keep driving. I'm monitoring the information about this hospital."

"Where do you want to go?"

The vehicle started again, and Shen Wuling pondered, "The museum... what artifacts were sent to the museum yesterday?"

Seeing her begin to ponder, Duanmu Mo felt very gratified.

"The port... Mr. Duanmu, let's go to the port and take a look."

Soon, Shen Wuling closed her eyes, and the data flowing in her eyes stopped.

"Did you find anything?"

As Duanmu Mo spoke, he drove off in another direction.

"The Key to the Underworld was probably brought here recently by the museum staff. I've considered several modes of transportation, and I think the most likely one is that it came by boat."

After saying that, Shinmu Rin picked up her comic book and continued reading.

"...Aren't you going to continue the investigation?"

Shinmu Rin transitioned seamlessly from deduction to reading the manga, putting aside the important matter of monsters with remarkable ease.

"Of course we're still investigating, but the current configuration isn't enough. Even if we add more computing power, the investigation speed won't increase." Shen Wuling looked at the comic with great interest and said contentedly, "In that case, we might as well allocate some computing power to processing the comic."

"What's so interesting about this comic?"

Duanmu Mo glanced at her book again, but Shen Wuling dodged it again: "It's not anything good to read. The character settings are a mess. In short, Mr. Duanmu, you won't appreciate it."

"Alright alright."

Having abandoned his plan to spy on the Divine Dance Bell, Duanmu Mo withdrew his gaze and continued driving.

He sailed towards the port, while Shen Wuling silently commented from the side, "Hmm, this plot is too far-fetched..."

The two were still some distance from the port, although Duanmu Mo usually rode his motorcycle at breakneck speed.

Taking this bus would take at least half an hour.

Shen Wuling is now connected to the car navigation system. She already knew about this, so she wasn't bothered by it and had some time to read a book.

Time passed quickly, and Shen Wuling let out a breath and closed the book: "Damn it, it's useless except for the hype, and I even bought so many copies."

"It's not good-looking?"

"I can do it too," Shen Wuling said seriously, raising her head to look ahead: "Are we there?"

"Ah."

Duanmu Mo stopped the car nearby and drove her out of the car.

Chapter 420: Connections

"I just checked, and the museum doesn't have any information about the Key to the Underworld registered."

Shen Wuling sat in a wheelchair, being pushed by Duanmu Mo towards the port:

"But since we're already here, we might as well take a look around."

Shen Wuling shifted to a more comfortable position, but seemed somewhat distracted.

"Can you come up with any other clues?" Duanmu Mo asked.

"I can't figure it out. I was just thinking about what I read in the book."

Shen Wuling said with a somewhat depressed look, "Unfortunately, comics are always just comics, and what is shown in reality is ultimately a different story."

As she spoke, she glanced at Duanmu Mo behind her, looking somewhat bewildered.

"...I won't ask you about the comic's content, but aren't you being a little too relaxed about the Key to the Underworld?"

“Sister and Yuzhi are the ones who are really serious about searching, but in my opinion, there are different levels of seriousness.” Shenwuling shook her head and said, “We don’t have any accurate clues right now, so it’s a waste of effort to put in more work. My battery is limited, so I have to use it wisely.”

"Alright." Duanmu Mo also happened to see some police officers talking in front of a ship.

"Those are..."

“Of course, those people have investigated this place as well.” Shen Wuling glanced over there, then casually looked away. “In that case, let’s leave it to the police officers. I’ll just hack into their database and check the results.”

To be honest, although the police here are not very good at fighting, their other abilities are above average, which is why someone came to investigate so quickly.

Of course, it could also be because they have enough manpower.

"...Let's take a look first."

Duanmu Mo's gaze swept across the front, watching the police officers, some of whom were talking to people who looked like researchers.

"Is there someone you know?"

Shen Wuling looked up at Duanmu Mo and asked.

“In the past, there was only one client and nothing else.”

Duanmu Mo's words were brief, and he pushed Shenwu Bell toward that place.

Shen Wuling nodded and muttered under her breath, "Connections, huh?"

Duanmu Mo walked over:

"Mr. Duanmu, it's been a long time."

"Long time no see, how have you been lately?"

"Thank goodness... Who is this?"

"My friend... I was taking her for a walk. By the way, what's going on here?"

After a brief reminiscing, Duanmu Mo turned to the researchers being questioned by the police and began to ask them questions.

"You know about the damage to the museum yesterday, right? It was about these things..."

The police officer spoke to Duanmu Mo about work-related matters, and after the two continued talking for a while, Shen Wuling learned some information.

Regarding the Key to the Underworld, or the museum, the police department focused more on the hospital director, so they only sent a small number of officers to investigate.

The investigation was not very thorough; it could even be described as merely taking statements from these individuals.

After hearing about these things, Duanmu Mo casually asked, "About the museum? I'm also a little curious. Can I talk to one of them?"

"Hmm..." Upon hearing this, the policeman hesitated for a moment, but considering that the investigation was not formal, he agreed: "Alright, thank you."

"Yes, thank you."

After the policeman finished speaking, he turned around and ordered his subordinate, "Hey, you, call that person over here."

—Looking at Duanmu Mo, he asked:

What requests have you made for him?

Duanmu Mo leaned down and answered in a low voice, "I helped him solve several cases, and he got all the credit, which is why he has this position."

Good heavens...

The two hadn't been talking for long when a researcher approached, looking somewhat uneasy: "Is something the matter...?"

The researcher was around forty years old, which is considered young in this field. This middle-aged man looked very nervous, after all, the people at the museum research institute were his colleagues.

With all his colleagues drained dry, no one could feel at ease.

"Just talk to him—Mr. Duanmu, I'm leaving it to you."

The policeman nodded to Duanmu Mo and left.

"Ahem—I'll get straight to the point." Duanmu Mo looked at him and asked calmly:

Do you know anyone at the research institute?

“I know them, they’re my colleagues.” The man pointed to the ship behind him, his face pale.

"However, some artifacts required careful handling, so my colleagues and I planned to stay here for a few days to save trouble and supervise the staff until they finished moving them before leaving. Who knew this would happen..."

"Where exactly are these artifacts from?"

"They're everywhere, in rainforests and deserts, but it's mainly for archaeology, so we're always running around."

"Oh..." Duanmu Mo asked casually.

"The desert, my friend brought me a souvenir when he traveled there. He said he traded it with a local native. It looked like a heart with red and blue threads wrapped around it. Unfortunately, I lost it. I wonder if you remember it?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Wuling raised her head and glared at Duanmu Mo.

"The heart of the red and blue lines?"

The middle-aged man frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said:

"...I've seen it too, but it was dug out from ruins in the rainforest. I saw a professor study it for a while, but he didn't come to any conclusions. That thing was recently handed over to a museum, but unfortunately, the museum was destroyed."

The researcher was puzzled, wondering how Duanmu Mo could describe the characteristics of the stone so accurately. But upon closer inspection, the red and blue lines on the heart weren't particularly unique features, and it might even be a replica.

He didn't take Duanmu Mo's mention of the stone to heart, and continued:

"That professor is getting old now. He applied for retirement and is resting at home. Luckily, he didn't go to the museum; he narrowly escaped disaster."

"Is that so..." Duanmu Mo's expression remained unchanged. She quietly patted Shen Wuling to make her lower her gaze, and continued chatting with the man.

He didn't ask the professor's identity or address again; the information he had was enough for an elderly, recently retired archaeology professor who had been on this cruise ship.

After chatting for a while, Duanmu Mo casually made an excuse and left with Shen Wuling.

Chapter 421: Investigation