I Created Myth Of Old Ruler

2021-12-15

  Chapter 404 403. She is dead

Drizzt’s plan is very simple. Check the identity of the dead call girl, and then investigate the gangster of the Catania family. You should be able to find out all the people involved in this case. The next step is to investigate and analyze the characteristics of the murderer.

With Stone's support, Drizzt should not worry about Mrs. Martina's tough measures against her investigation for the time being.

Some people think that a detective is holding a pipe in his mouth, looking around with a magnifying glass, and then using ingenious reasoning and logic to break down the criminal’s crimes. Sitting on a rocking chair can solve the shocking case.

But in fact, detective analysis must rely on facts to make sense.

Even in the abandoned capital, most of the cases are solved by investigating the relationship, motivation, and alibi.

Even in this case involving extraordinary power, Drizzt believes it is no exception.

The prisoner must have been to Dr. House’s clinic, so it doesn’t matter if he kills with a knife or his mind, as long as he finds out who hates Dr. House and who killed him. If you can make a profit, whoever shows up in the clinic at that time can infer bits and pieces.

The red dance hall reverberates with some old songs that have run away. These are a little bit to Lu Yi's cosmopolitan style tunes from the 1920s and 1930s. They are sung in that special vocal style. They are a bit inexplicable The taste of horror.

During the day, the place is relatively empty. Most of the call girls are still sleeping, and some of them wear simple clothes to wash clothes at the door, or chat, these women with heavy makeup wiped off look no different from the ordinary person .

There are still some people with residual wounds on their faces. They are working hard to wipe and apply medicine, hoping to reduce the swelling as soon as possible.

Drizzt came to the door of a store that said theater, took out a photo of the call girl's face, and asked.

"Have you seen this woman?"

The woman sitting at the door doing laundry glanced at the photo and shook the head indifferently.

I asked several companies in a row, but didn't get the answer.

Xia looked at these women with mixed emotions.

There are no call girls in the kingdom of night. As Shia recognizes, as long as she is willing to work, she will definitely be able to gain something. A woman does not need to sell her body in exchange for money.

"This is Flora, at least the name she told us is this. She worked in the'good times' down the street and has not returned for several days."

Finally, a woman with short hair told Drizzt the answer.

Drizzt gave some money, and the three of them came to this shop called "Good Times". This kind of shop generally does not provide overnight stays, and no one will find a hotel in the black street, the red dance hall The call girls usually take two ways, either charging by the hour in the store, or paying for the call girls to come to your door.

"Flora? Where did this ghost go? I thought she really eloped with a customer!" When she said her name, the woman behind the counter in the shop Just getting angry, she was foul-mouthed while packing her things.

There is a hard to describe smell in the store, mixed with perfume, which stimulates human hormones.

Xia pinched her nose, not wanting to smell it.

Lu Yi twitched his nose, trying to find a familiar smell from it.

Drizzt looked at the completely different reactions of the two teammates and decided to ignore it.

"She is dead."

He told the other party.

The moment she heard these words, the woman was stunned, a little stunned, then there was a little sadness between her eyebrows, and finally she became angry again.

"It's such a big loss for me to raise it so I just died, it's unlucky stuff!"

The woman was cursed.

"Did she know Dr. House?"

Drizzt ignored the relationship between them, just as an unsentimental detection machine.

"Yes, we all know Dr. House. He often treats some superficial wounds to our girls and also provides some medicine. You know, in our industry, injuries are inevitable. But there is only so much. Flora went out a few days ago. I thought she was going to pick up the guests. Didn't expect to go to the doctor."

The woman took Drizzt and handed it over. His banknotes were photographed against the sun to verify that they were true or false, and then he spoke.

"By the way, how did Flora die?"

"No comment on this, still under investigation."

Drizzt did not say The details of the case, after all, sometimes just wait for the murderer to say it.

"Does she have any friends or close people? She went to the doctor by herself?"

"She has a good relationship with other girls, but There are no people close to her. The main reason is that she had some disputes with other girls in the past, and the result was not very happy. This is also normal. Everyone sells them and doesn’t care."

The woman stuffed money into her clothes and said casually.

"Can we see where she lives?"

Drizzt asked again.

"You come with me."

The woman took the three of them upstairs and opened the door of the room at the end of the corridor.

Here, there are eight beds in the upper and lower bunks. Even the standing position is reluctant. Several women are still sleeping. They are indifferent to the woman's opening the door.

The room is a bit damp, dark, and stuffy, and the environment is difficult. In contrast, the room next door for guests to enjoy looks much cleaner and tidy.

The woman pointed to a bed.

"This is Flora's bed."

"What's wrong with her?"

A call girl asked half asleep.

"Dead."

The woman replied.

"Then can I take her clothes."

The first reaction of the call girl turned out to be to carve up the inheritance.

"Wishful thinking."

The woman grabbed the clothes and quilt on the bed, revealing the things on the cushion.

There was nothing. The call girls’ money was hidden. There were only some clothing on the bed. Drizzt found a pendant-like object, a flower carved from wood. Worthless.

"Can I take this away?"

Hearing this, the woman took a closer look at the pendant and scratched the surface with her nails, confirming that it was just a piece of wood. Handed it to Drizzt.

Leaving the "good times", Drizzt glanced at the necklace, and the flowers on it couldn't tell what it was.

"There is no such perfume smell in that store."

Lu Yi said.

"Can you smell it?"

Drizzt asked subconsciously.

"Of course, my nose is very good."

Lu Yi said again.

"They don't have that kind of paint or paint on their bodies or in the shop."

"So, it was a woman who killed Dr. House and Flora. I have a special perfume on my body, and I still work in a paint factory?"

Xia summarized the information of the two people.

"It may also be a man who works in a paint factory and likes to spray perfume. The smell of the paint factory is so strong that it is not good to see people."

Lu Yi proposed a new Ideas.

". You are already rich if you can spray perfume. Look at the women in this red ballroom, none of them have perfume. I think maybe it is the boss of the paint factory."

Drizzt didn't know why he couldn't get through with the paint factory.

"Forget it, let's take a look at the corpse of the gangster from the Catania family."

(End of this chapter)