Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"No?"

Schiller nodded.

"No.

There is no doctor here, and the nearest one is six blocks away. What's more, he is already sixty years old.

I don't think a 60-year-old guy would come here in the middle of the night, kill a young girl with his age-spotted hands, and then walk back home six blocks away on crutches."

"He has been accompanying his granddaughter recently, and the witness also told us clearly that he could not have had the time to commit the crime.

It is even more impossible for him to stay in the hotel here or hide somewhere in the sewer.

He never left his house.”

Then you have to turn to a career like butcher, right?

Mori Yuesa was chatting with the sheriff about the case with great interest. Jack stood in the middle with a puzzled look on his face, looking at Mary's face.

A few days ago, he was still indignant and directed his anger at his ex-girlfriend. Although Mori Yuesha helped him get back on his feet, the boy knew that it was not what he had and it was not real.

But today, she was lying on the cold morgue bed, her whole body covered with knife wounds, the wounds curled outward like a baby's lips.

An indescribable sigh.

"Let's go."

After the chat, Schiller sent Mori Yuesa and Jack out of the police station. Before leaving, he kindly comforted the boy. The sheriff has also been having a severe headache recently.

There was a murderer roaming in the dark, in the area he was responsible for. He would be worried every day until he caught him.

After leaving the police station, Mori Yuesa took Jack on a detour and bought a big bag of candy and freshly baked bread.

"You eat so much? Take care of your teeth, Miss Forest."

Mori Yuesha smiled and said, "You are in such a hurry today, just to remind me not to go out at night?"

Jack nodded and said to Mori Yuesha worriedly: "That perverted killer only targets young and beautiful girls. You..."

"Thank you for the compliment." Mori Yuesha politely took over the conversation and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Don't you want to avenge Miss Mary? Catch the murderer? I can--"

"No! No way!" The boy hurried forward, then stood in the girl's way, blocking her, his voice full of fear: "Are you crazy?! That's a murderer!"

"It's interesting."

Jack covered his head and waved his hands with difficulty:

“Okay, you’re too curious, Miss Forest.

I am very sad about Mary's death, but that doesn't mean I should let a girl die!

To be honest, I kind of think of you as my sister, don't do that, put away your curiosity!"

Mori Yuesha touched her earrings. A small voice spoke in her ear.

"He is not worthy to be Her Majesty's brother!"

Arrietty sat on Mori Yuesa's shoulders, swinging her legs leisurely.

The little goblin hid in the black hair and listened to the whole thing.

Chapter 12 Night Watch

"Is that the person that Her Majesty wants to find?"

Arrietty tied Mori Tsukisa's hair into a knot so she could sit on it and swing:

"I can smell the remaining scent on the body. If I go out at night, I might be able to find him!"

"Call me Mori Yuesha."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Arrietty grinned, stepped on her shoulders with her little feet, and pressed the handle of the sewing needle at her waist with her right hand.

"I can help you, if you need it."

Mori Yuesha was not interested in this perverted murderer, she was interested in the incomprehensible text and the string of English.

Cyttorak, a large block of hieroglyphics.

The girl felt the magic from it.

When it comes to killing people, leaving words, killing again, and leaving words again.

Mori Yuesa had no choice but to point the result of her speculation towards sacrifice.

Since there are dwarf humans in this world, then the sacrifices must not be ordinary cult sacrifices.

It can really summon something.

Mori Yuesa was very curious about this.

"Curiosity not only kills the cat, it also--"

Ok?

Arrietty leaned over to her queen and whispered in her ear, "My grandfather said this, and I still don't understand what he meant."

'Curiosity not only kills the cat, it also makes a girl grow up.'

"What do you mean?"

Mori Yuesha smiled innocently and tapped the little knight’s shoulder with her dark green nails, signaling that he could sit down: "You don’t need to know this yet, you are too young. When you grow up…"

“I’ll always be this big!”

Arrietty pouted unhappily. "What do you mean by 'grow a girl up'? Grandpa has the secret to growing bigger?"

Emmm...

Literally, not only did your grandfather master it, but many, many...

In short, don't be curious, my little knight.

…………

Arrietty called her parents and entered the house carrying a bag of candy and bread.

His father, Mr. Pod, had a numb look on his face and treated Mori Yuesa as if she were air.

It was the first time that her mother Homily met Mori Yuesha.

The middle-aged woman was terrified, muttering something like "Master Scissors! Oh! Borrower, my God!" and hid behind her husband.

It was not until Mori Yuesha took out a ruby ​​necklace from the jewelry box and gave it to her that the middle-aged woman walked out from behind her husband with a complicated expression, and moved towards Mori Yuesha, stopping every step, like a small animal exploring an unfamiliar environment.

She grabbed the necklace and, as if playing tug-of-war, pulled it toward the door with great effort.

The expression is ferocious and life-threatening.

(?皿?メ)

Finally, Mori Yuesha couldn't bear it anymore, so she gently picked up Homily and Mr. Pod and sent them back.

After this time, although Arrietty's parents still didn't want to meet Mori Yuesa, they acquiesced to Arrietty's frequent visits to Mori Yuesa.

"Are we going tonight? Tonight? Tonight? How about it? I brought my weapons!"

The little guy took credit towards Mori Yuesha.

It can be seen that the female knight is well prepared.

Her coral hair, which was usually loose, was tied into a ponytail tonight.

Clothes were no longer cloaks, but tight-fitting casual clothes.

There were many bottles and jars hanging on the gray belt.

"what is this?"

"Something for rats or cats."

Chili noodles?

Mori Yuesha did not dress like a knight.

She was wearing a dress, as usual.

She wore a light-colored long skirt, lace stockings, a black shawl, a wide-brimmed hat on her head, and a little black veil covering her face.

"Let's go?"

"Let's go! Your Majesty! I will keep you safe at night!" Arrietty half-knelt on the brim of her hat, looking sharply at the alley entrance late at night, touching the sewing needle in her hand.

Mori Yuesha laughed dumbly: "I'd be lucky if you weren't eaten by rats."

She didn't think this little guy could help her. Although, the profiler had reminded her that these little guys "had not fully activated their racial bloodline".

The streets at night are half quiet and half noisy.

On this side of the street corner, crows landed on the roof, and faint lights flashed in the small windows. In the deserted alley, even the wind was a little chilly.

In front of the pub, a few drunks were squatting and chatting, with a pool of spilled beer under their feet.

The fireflies stand on the street in revealing clothes, and when men look at them, they pose and show off their bodies while looking between the men with hooked eyes.

The girl, wearing her little leather shoes, turned to the other side, deliberately choosing that dark and quiet road.

Overhead, Arrietty's nose twitched against the wind.

This way, that's right. And then... turn right!

Mori Yuesha turned around in response.

Over there, yes, it’s closer!

Keep going, my queen!

Arrietty was like a knight in armor, standing inappropriately at the bow of the ship, acting as navigator, and she was as excited as if the murderer was her enemy.

After walking for about twenty minutes, Mori Yuesha no longer needed her female knight to lead the way.

Because of the strong smell of blood, even she could smell it.

This place is two blocks away from my residence.

The road began to become muddy, and the tall houses gradually disappeared, leaving only rows of low wooden houses, coal slag and dirty mud puddles all over the ground.

In addition to the smell of blood, the air was also filled with dust and earth.

Mori Yuesha blew her nose, frowned, and walked unhappily into the scattered houses that looked like a refugee slum.

One step was deep and the other was shallow. Only the moonlight reflected from the puddles allowed the girl and Arrietty to see the surroundings a little more clearly.

"For a moment, you have to hold on to my hair, or I put you... somewhere?"

Arrietty was not happy with what Mori Yuesha said. She tapped the brim of her hat with a sewing needle. "I am the Queen's knight. Of course I have to show up!"

It's hard for me to imagine how you could knock down our target with that sewing needle.

While Mori Yuesa was comforting the little guy above her head, she began to look around cautiously.

Curiosity does not mean recklessness. While in the morgue, she carefully studied the bodies of several victims.

The fatal wounds caused by blunt or sharp objects indicate that the perpetrator was just an ordinary person.

Perhaps even ordinary people cannot achieve it.

Because the deceased showed no signs of significant struggle.

Either the attacker was a woman, who could have let the victim down, or it was a sneak attack.

Considering that there is no shortage of single fireflies in the slums here, the pleasure of bullying the weak and dismembering bodies must be another reason for the murderer to continue committing crimes besides sacrifice.

Mori Yuesha raised the corner of her mouth in disdain. It seemed that the target was right in front of her.

She stopped in front of a run-down apartment building.

The floor was in a state of disrepair, the walls were crumbling, and red bricks were exposed.

Entering the porch of the apartment building, the smell of blood continued to come.

That's it.