Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"A letter? Who wrote it?"

"I don't know, and there's no sender's name written on it."

Isaac took the letter out of his pocket.

Actually, there are some doubts about sending the letter. Suvar is quite far from Britain. Given the current transportation conditions, it would have been impossible for the letter to have arrived at his home three days after Ah Sheng was arrested. It would have taken at least a week.

"Lord Isaac, I'm sorry to bother you now."

Officer Gurevan stepped forward and approached Isaac.

“This case is quite complex. Although you have been released on bail, if Liu has actually committed a crime, he will still need to be tried.”

"Of course I know that, you don't need to remind me, Golden Drill."

"Can you please stop calling me Golden Drill?"

"Look at your unique hairstyle, it's hard for me not to notice it."

Gurevan had a head of shiny blond hair, which was combed forward like a sharp drill for some reason, and fixed into a streamlined shape along the lines.

"Young people these days just want to do unconventional things to attract attention; they're very flamboyant."

"Do you think I wanted to have my hair styled like this?" Gurevan roared.

"Huh? Isn't that right?"

"Of course not!"

"Did someone force you to do that?"

"This……"

The officer's face suddenly turned grim.

"I can't say."

Did you lose the bet?

"more or less."

"Let's go to the crime scene first to check the situation." Isaac stretched. "Now let's go pick up Fran on the street. Hopefully, she hasn't gone far."

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The incident occurred not far from St. Margaret's Academy, in a vineyard.

The surrounding area is full of trees and greenery, with only a dirt road in the middle for people to walk on, and vehicles can also pass through.

The area has been sealed off since the incident. The victim's bloodstains on the soil have dried and turned black, and there are tire tracks left by speeding motorcycles along the road.

Isaac, Assange, Fran, and Officer Gurevan, who was accompanying them, arrived here, where officers are still conducting checks.

"This is where the victim was murdered, and according to witnesses, an Asian man was seen running in terror toward the academy."

Gureven squinted at the frightened Ah Sheng.

"Isn't the culprit obvious?"

"I already said it wasn't me!"

“The culprit is clearly not Asen,” Isaac said.

"Young Master..."

Do you have any evidence?

"The tire tracks left by the speeding motorcycle and the location of the blood splatter make it easy to determine that the victim's head was cut off while riding the motorcycle, rather than after he got off."

Isaac pointed to the bloodstains on the ground and the tire marks from the motorcycle as it sped off and skidded to the ground.

The wreckage of the motorcycle is still in the custody of the police station. It was a two-cylinder engine model manufactured by the German company BMW, and it was quite fast.

"Leaving aside someone like Ah Sheng who is completely powerless, Golden Drill, think about it yourself. If a strong, grown man like you were to take action, would you be able to instantly kill the driver of a speeding motorcycle?"

"Well..."

"The perpetrator must have used other methods."

Isaac smiled and began to observe his surroundings.

Ah Sheng looked nervously at Isaac and then at Gurevan beside him.

He could only pray that his young master could help him escape the injustice.

"Uh-huh?"

Isaac found some footprints under a nearby tree, as well as wire-like abrasion marks on the tree.

"Hmph, I think I know the technique now."

"what?"

"As long as you tie a steel wire to a tree and then wrap it around another tree, the steel wire will be across the middle of the road. When a vehicle passes by at extremely high speed, the driver's neck will be severed by the steel wire in an instant, and his head will naturally fall off."

Isaac pointed to the tree in front of him and said.

"If you don't believe me, you can go and look at the trees on both sides to see if there are any small marks."

"..."

Gurevan gave his officers a look, and they immediately checked the trees on both sides of the road. When they returned, they all confirmed that it was true.

"...But even if the method is known, the culprit remains a mystery."

"You're a police officer, I really don't know if you got to this position because of your dad's connections."

Isaac mocked Gurevan without hesitation.

"Don't you think about it? To precisely cut off the victim's head, you need to have an accurate understanding of his height and how high he sits on the motorcycle. It's impossible for someone who isn't very familiar with him to do that."

"This……"

"After fixing the general range, eliminate some options one by one, such as those who killed the victim directly with their abilities. After narrowing down the target to a certain range, check their hands, because using wire will more or less leave marks on their hands."

Chapter 1063: Volume Three Textbook

"That's great. This is already your second case. I think you have a talent for solving cases."

"I used to do this kind of work when I was at the Eastern Command."

After receiving advice from Isaac, Gurevan gathered some officers to search the area, leaving a small group at the scene to continue investigating any remaining clues.

Sure enough, a golden hair was found in the grass by the tree.

This further confirmed the suspect's identity.

"That's wonderful! Thanks to the young master for coming to our rescue in time, otherwise I really wouldn't have the face to see my parents." Ah Sheng kept patting his chest.

His previous experiences had already ravaged his fragile heart.

"That golden drill didn't really intend to convict you."

"Huh? Why?"

“It’s been three days since you were arrested. If that officer really wanted to convict you, he would have just sent you to court,” Isaac said. “He’s probably waiting for something.”

"Hmm? You mean he knew the young master would be coming?"

"He most likely doesn't know I'm coming, but if the case gets stuck, he should have a wise person who can help him solve it."

As they walked along the path, Asheng led Isaac and Fran to St. Margaret's Academy.

The school is enormous, and its vast greenery is a delight to behold in the spring.

Besides the teaching buildings, the most prominent feature of the entire school is undoubtedly its towering library. From this castle-like library, one can vaguely sense that it probably contains a vast collection of books.

How is your life at school?

"Just like I said before, I was given the cold shoulder."

Ah Sheng couldn't help but lower his head, his aura turning gloomy.

“They all say I’m some kind of ‘Black Grim Reaper who comes with spring,’ simply because I have black hair and black eyes, and I started school in the spring.”

"There's such a saying?"

"It's said to be related to the school's ghost stories; the students at this school are unusually cooperative with these stories," Ah Sheng sighed.

St. Margaret Academy has been established for quite some time, and countless strange tales circulate about the school.

The students here no longer believe in ghost stories as much as they would rather believe them to be true; rather, they believe that the legends are absolutely true, which is quite a strange phenomenon.

As the group entered the campus, students passing by retreated in fear upon seeing Isaac and Asen.

"That Grim Reaper..."

"Shouldn't he have been arrested a few days ago?"

"Hey... it seems like there's another Grim Reaper."

Ah Sheng: "Young Master, look, this is the situation."

Isaac: "..."

He always felt that these students treated them like monsters, avoiding them at all costs.

Fran leaned on Isaac's shoulder and burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, you just arrived at school and the students already hate you, huh? How about that? Feeling uncomfortable being stared at by those scared schoolgirls?"

"you shut up."

Isaac glared at Fran and walked up to the group of students.

A frightening look appeared in their terrified expressions.

"Get out of here, or I'll kill you all."

"Ahhhh!!!!"

Sure enough, coupled with Isaac's menacing performance and lines, all the students around him ran to the back.

Isaac nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this.

"Hmm, it's quiet now."

Ah Sheng: "...My evaluation at school will definitely be even lower."