Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

The more she thought about it, the stronger the bad premonition in Charles' heart became. She shook her head and stopped this imagination based on the fear deep in her heart.

She had never felt that time was so long.

In the simulation, I went directly to the prison on the 25th to take the female thief out, but Charles decided to contact Tara in advance in the early morning, so I basically stayed at Amy's house from the evening of the 25th and had no time to carry out this plan.

Moreover, Charles also contacted the tailor in advance to ensure that the things could be made faster, after all, there is uncertainty in this.

Anyway, the female thief would always be in prison, so Charles moved her priority to the back.

Now that other actions have been launched, it is time to go to the prison to pick up the person to avoid any further complications.

Charles opened the wardrobe and found a set of clothes that covered his entire body. Then, he spent two destiny points and exchanged an item from the system mall.

A letter of recommendation from a police officer.

This letter of recommendation was not written by Avina - in fact, Avina didn't have to do this little thing herself - but she directly got a letter of recommendation from a police officer.

Avina seems to have a lot of formulaic recommendation letters like this, and they are all real.

After putting the letter of recommendation into a newly bought shoulder bag, Ciel stood in front of the mirror and looked at his current appearance.

Her hair color was basically completely hidden, and she wore a necklace and bracelet of the Savior Goddess around her neck and wrists - these were all taken from Tara, and she was very good at disguising herself as a member of the Savior Goddess.

From the outside, Charles now looks like a believer in the Savior Goddess Church. As long as he doesn't show his face, no one will pay attention to him when he walks on the street.

After all, the Church of the Savior Goddess is the only dominant church in this city, and there are too many people dressed like this.

In fact, Charles didn't want to have anything to do with the Savior Cult, but if he wanted to disguise his identity without being found out or getting into trouble, disguising himself as an ordinary believer was indeed the best way.

When everything is over, she will naturally go to the Clock Tower Church to donate some money to the goddess, as an apology to the goddess.

Charles walked downstairs and opened the door.

It was six in the morning, and the sky was still dark. There were almost no people on the streets. Occasionally, a carriage loaded with construction materials or goods would pass by. The drivers, busy with their livelihoods, would not notice the man in black on the side of the road.

She just kept walking towards the Burren City Police Station.

About fifteen minutes later, she arrived at the door of the police station.

Even the detectives were not at work at this time. Except for some people at the entrance and in the basement prison, the entire police station seemed empty.

At the door, a night detective dozed off against the wall. His body was sliding down the wall little by little when a sound woke him up from his sleep.

"Yes, sir!"

The police officer, who was suddenly awakened, stood at attention immediately, his eyes still blurry, and saluted before leaving.

When he saw that the person in front of him was a short man in black, his panic immediately turned into anger. After seeing the letter of recommendation handed over by the white and tender hands, the anger on his face quickly turned into respect.

Three changes in one second, Ansu face-changing is the inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage.

"Don't you need to open it and take a look?"

Ciel asked.

"Oh, no thanks, ma'am."

The guard shook his head and smiled, "Whomever you need bailed out, just tell me."

The guard had seen this kind of recommendation letter many times. Just by looking at the envelope, he knew that the content inside must be exactly the same as before.

If you really take the letter to your boss who wrote it to verify its authenticity, he will blame you for being ungrateful - he has given out so many letters of favor in exchange for money, how could he still remember who this one was for?

This is called a letter of recommendation, but in fact it is just a pass that can be bought with money. With this thing, you can do something within the power of the police station - such as bailing out a less important prisoner, or detaining someone for a few days on the grounds of investigation.

After receiving the letter, the guard raised his hand to straighten the black helmet on his head and waited for Charles to speak.

"I need to bail out the woman who broke into the house and robbed someone two days ago."

Charles had long forgotten the woman's name and could only ask her about the crime.

"Home invasion? Woman?"

Hearing this, the guard instantly knew who it was.

There were relatively few people held in the police station jail, as most of those convicted of serious crimes had been sent to other prisons to serve their sentences, so he had a very deep impression of who was imprisoned there, especially the female prisoners.

After all, the female prisoner was a habitual criminal. She had made her fortune with the help of the Blackwater Gang. Recently, after the Blackwater Gang fell apart, she started to engage in robbery and theft again.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but I'm afraid it's difficult for me to agree to this request."

The guard had a subtle expression on his face, and he looked in Charles' direction and spoke.

"why?"

Ciel frowned slightly.

In the simulation, he came with the Russell family crest. If it was not necessary, Charles did not want to exchange it for Avina's family crest to do this. After all, he could not explain the origin of this family crest to Avina.

"She's dead,"

The guard shrugged and said, "Just a few hours ago, she had a drug addiction attack and scratched her neck. When we found her, her body was already stiff."

died?

Just last night?

The sudden change made Ciel frown slightly, but she did not lose her composure. Instead, she asked directly: "What about her body?"

"It's still in the cell, waiting for someone to come and collect the body... After all, it's unlucky to leave it here."

The expression on the guard's face was full of disgust, as if he was really annoyed that the prisoner died in the police station.

After all, this was an era when even autopsies were considered vulgar by detectives, and people still had some taboos about corpses.

"No need to find someone to collect the body,"

When Ciel heard that the body was still there, he felt a little relieved and said, "Just let me take it away. I will take care of her funeral ceremony."

"Oh? Are you an acquaintance of hers? Of course, no problem."

The guard nodded repeatedly. Of course he was very willing to send the body away as soon as possible.

The guard took Charles to the underground prison and opened one of the cells. Charles saw a body bag made of brown linen.

The crude body bag was covered with black blood that had hardened into lumps. Charles didn't hesitate at all. He half-knelt down, untied the body bag, and saw the head of the female prisoner.

There were scratches on his face...his neck was also scratched, and his face had turned purple...it really looked like he had scratched himself and died from excessive blood loss.

Fortunately, we arrived early... If we had arrived later, the bodies would probably have been buried in a mass grave outside the city.

The damage on her face didn't have much of an impact, because she was going to use skin from other parts of her body to replace it... As for the problem of blood color on her face, it could be compensated with makeup.

If that doesn't work, you can buy some animal blood and fill it in. It's not to revive her anyway, it's just to make the corpse a little bloodier.

Charles tied the sack tightly again and dragged the body out of the police station.

At this time, the streets were gradually filled with people, and many people cast curious glances in Ciel's direction...

An ordinary believer is nothing to look at, but a believer dragging a body bag is quite interesting - it is estimated that before long, this scene will be spread among people into various different versions of gossip to enrich their boring daily lives.

Charles also noticed this problem.

Now my appearance is indeed quite conspicuous.

After realizing this, Charles dragged the shroud into a dark alley.

At this time, the sky was just a little lake blue, and the sun had not yet shone down. The alley was still extremely gloomy.

"No. 4."

A silver light flashed, and Charles's destiny points decreased from 168 to 163.

She directly spent 5 destiny points and transformed into the "Coroner" save file in advance.

Ciel half-crouched beside the body bag when a strange flesh-colored spider emerged from the shadow of her cloak, crawled along her clothes to the back of her hand, then jumped onto the body bag, bit through the pocket, and crawled straight in.

In the quiet alley, there was a teeth-grinding sound, a sound like tiny rodent teeth rubbing against the skull.

Soon, the body bag in front of Charles began to twitch.

She reached out and directly pulled the rope that tied the body bag and opened the bag.

A stiff, pale hand that looked a bit purple emerged from the body bag and pressed on the ground.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Charles quickly stood up and turned, walking towards the alley entrance, passing the person who came.

Behind him, the corpse that had been dead for a long time was slowly standing up in the darkness, holding the wall of the alley. In its hand, it was holding the body bag that had just contained it.

thump—

The man who walked into the alley bumped his shoulder against the corpse, causing him to stumble. He didn't seem to notice the person standing next to him. He turned around and said quickly, "Excuse me, ma'am..."

In the dim morning light at the alley entrance, he could see the outline of the woman's body, but somehow, he always felt that the woman's movements were a little... weird?

But before he could think about it, the woman completely ignored him and just walked towards the alley entrance, swaying a little and holding on to the wall.

Are you hungover? That's weird...

The man scratched his head, and when he saw that the woman didn't pursue the matter, he turned around and continued walking deeper into the alley.

What he didn't notice was that his white shirt was stained with dried blood when he collided with the woman just now.

……

Charles carried the corpse and rushed back to the room almost at a jog before the sunlight came out.

After placing the body in the living room, Charles took the money to buy some simple sewing tools and large pieces of cheap cloth, and finally returned home.

Charles spread the purchased cloth on the larger dining table, then summoned the corpse and made her lie on the scrap cloth.

While the effect of "Coroner" was still there, Charles cut off the clothes on the corpse. Without even cleaning the blood and dirt on her body, he began to dismantle and sew it up as quickly as possible.

There was no need to worry about infection with the corpse, so the roughness of Charles's tools would not affect the outcome of the sutures - at most the stitches on the face would be a little more noticeable.

After all, there was no such thing as beautiful stitching in this era, so it was impossible to truly hide the stitching, so we could only make it look as human as possible.

When he was in the simulation, Charles had already read the portrait and prompts given by his simulated self in the simulation notebook, so this time when he stitched it together, Charles was very fast.

The original simulated self was still a bit exploratory, and it took two save and transformations - that is, an hour - to completely sew up the corpse.

In reality, Ciel knew in advance which piece of skin or muscle to cut and how much bone to shave off in order to make the final product closer to the appearance of the woman in Quill's impression. In addition, with the skill of [Suture Lv. 2] in hand, his suturing speed was quite fast.

Soon, Charles completely disassembled and reassembled the face of the corpse, and in the last few seconds, he completely sealed the corpse with spider silk.

When the spider web wrapped around the entire body, Charles took a few steps back and looked at the body wrapped like a mummy in front of him.

nailed it……

A silver light flashed on Charles' body, her long dark blue hair was covered with red again, and the dark purple in her eyes quickly faded away.

Charles looked at the corpse in front of him, dragged it to the cabinet under the kitchen and hid it, then placed all the tools on the dining table. Finally, he took off his bloodstained gown and placed it on the dining table.

Finally, she wrapped everything together with the rags on the dining table, packed it into a package, and placed it next to the trash can like kitchen garbage.

These things can be dealt with when the time comes, by burning them and burying them, or simply sacrificing a worthless extraordinary item and throwing these things in when the gate to the other world opens.

Thinking about it this way, it is quite convenient for the other world to deal with these "garbage", and it is almost impossible for anyone to find it... I just don't know whether to throw it in.

After finishing everything, Charles went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then sat back on the sofa, feeling a little exhausted.

The living room was filled with a lingering smell of blood. This cozy little house, which was originally rented to live with my sister, now had completely lost any warmth.

Saving and transforming would also drain Ciel's energy. She leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes, ready to take a nap, not missing any opportunity to recover her energy.

For Charles now, sleeping has changed from a pleasure and relaxation to a task.

About half an hour later, Charles opened his eyes from his light sleep.

Now, all she could do was wait and pray.

No...that's not all she can do.

Ciel recalled the scene from the previous simulation.

At that time, the simulated self left this condition very clearly.

If Ciel fully abides by the "Rules of Misfortune", he will also gain benefits.

If you actively maintain a "peaceful daily life", Charles will gain "luck".

But if I am now deliberately trying to create a peaceful daily life, is it still possible?

At that time, the simulated self had no contact with any extraordinary people. He even brought his sister to his house and found a job.

If we calculate based on the fastest, Tara should return to Buren City tomorrow, and then I will have to contact Tara again...

Thinking of this, Charles shook his head.