Apostle of Cthulhu

"The first thing we need to determine is the geographical location of Osins Street, right?" Si Wei held a map of the town in his hand, and Jia stood beside him with a pen and paper, writing and drawing.

Missionaries have some privileges in this world, and police officers are happy to contribute information to these guys who can handle incidents for them.

Therefore, Si Wei easily obtained the information about the Osins Street incident and marked the location where the deceased was found.

Mrs. Linster's memory was biased. There were only nine victims who died due to suspicion of Osins Street, and including her husband, there were only ten. The secrets of Osinth Street have been circulating since more than ten years ago, and the frequency is relatively low.

The basis for the police's judgment is that the murderer cannot be found or the crime is impossible. There is no surveillance these days, and the deceased are basically in alleys away from people. It is too difficult to find the murderer.

Coupled with the fact that Osins Street was a good excuse, the police used this to put aside the pressure of public opinion, which was indeed a good method.

Therefore, Si Wei could not confirm the secret that all ten people died on Osins Street. If there was any chance that he would make a mistake in his judgment, it would be more of a loss than a gain.

"Here you go with the pen." Jiya handed the pen in her hand to Si Wei, "Now you circle a place when I say it. The circled position is the place where the victims related to Osins Street died."

Si Wei naturally spread out the map on a trash can and pressed the tip of his pen against the map, waiting for Jiya to report the location.

Jiya reported the death positions of the nine victims in succession, but did not tell the death position of Mrs. Linster's husband.

This is inevitable. Mrs. Linster's husband died in a special accident, and the other victims died in the streets. Therefore, unless there are special circumstances, Siwei will not take the death location of Mrs. Linster's husband into consideration. .

However, these nine positions are marked, which makes it even more confusing. Because these nine positions do not have any logical order, even if they are connected in chronological order, it is a meaningless pattern.

"If the secrets of Osins Street were created by a mystic, then these patterns may also indicate secrets." Jia explained that Si Weijian had just come to this world a few days ago, and he had no idea about the abilities of the nine missionaries. Without any understanding, “A mystic is a type of preacher who can harness supernatural powers through specific magical rituals, sacrificial offerings, etc.

"If the victim's death is a conspiracy of a certain mystic, then there should be some clues in these patterns."

Si Wei didn't quite understand why Jia could come to this conclusion so quickly. The secret of Osinth Street was born more than ten years ago. If someone really wanted to use Osinth Street to create some incident, that time would be too long. Is it too long?

Unless...this person just recently learned about the urban legend of Oshins Street and planned to exploit it.

Thinking of this, Si Wei directly crossed out the place of death of the victim that was far away from the beginning, and focused on the place of death that happened recently and was not too long apart.

There were only four victims who met these two points, and they were all at the four corners of the town at the same time. When connected, they could just form a square.

Jia watched Si Wei draw this pattern and murmured: "Does this mean that Osinth Street is within the square?"

"Not necessarily," Si Wei judged calmly, "If the witchcraft ritual you are talking about that the mystic wants to create requires the dead to form a pattern with more sides than a quadrilateral, the remaining dead may also appear in the square outside the area.

"What we need to figure out now is how many more people the other party wants to sacrifice."

Jia frowned and expressed confusion, "How do you know this kind of thing? We haven't even found the place on Osins Street, and we only have a guess about the mystic."

Si Wei folded the map and put it in his pocket, and at the same time returned the signature pen to Jia, "So, we need to investigate. The nearest death place from here is No. 23 Weiss Street. Go there and ask. The people around you may gain something.”

Jia couldn't think of a better way to deal with the helpless situation at hand, so she could only follow Si Wei's ideas and pace.

The biggest confusion facing Si Wei now is why the secrets about Osins Street were circulated more than ten years ago, and then fell silent for a period of time, and then new secrets began to appear in the recent period.

Once you understand this, many problems can be easily solved.

Maybe Jia's idea is correct, there are missionaries behind it, after all, in the old council last night, the priests and the others mentioned a concept.

"pagan".

In Si Wei's understanding, pagans refer to people who do not respect faith, despise faith, or believe in other religions. They are existences that are not recognized by a certain believer organization.

The three priests, historians and Obsidian must be believers of the old rulers. To be called heretics by them must be guys who disrespect the old rulers.

The missionaries used the power of the unknown, and the three members of the old council also mentioned the existence of the unknown, so the power system of this world should be established under the gift of the old rulers.

The priest also told him that their mission is to eliminate ignorance and reveal the truth; to embrace the unknown and answer the mystery.

To put it simply, it is to maintain social order in this world.

Then the terrorists like us who use Osins Street to kill people and create panic in society should be the so-called "infidels".

In this case, it is necessary for Si Wei to intervene in this matter, because he is now an apostle of Cthulhu.

While thinking about it in his mind, Si Wei and Jia also stopped a carriage on the street and quickly rushed to the destination.

The nearest place of death to them is near the edge of the town. Many stores here are under renovation. Perhaps because people have died, many people want to move away from this ominous place.

But everyone is gone, where should Si Wei go to collect information?

"Let's go to the crime scene first," Jia read Si Wei's concerns and proposed another plan, "Just standing here will not get any clues."

Si Wei nodded and came to the crime scene according to the clues provided by the police.

The place where the victim died was a not too long alley, located in the middle of two residential buildings. The air was humid, the ground was slippery, and there was garbage and paper scraps all over the ground.

However, the bags of household garbage did not appear here, but all the fire stairs were put down.

Si Wei could understand that the people here had probably moved away long ago, and all the garbage had been cleared away.

"This is the place of death," Jia pointed to the ground below her feet. The ground here was a little bumpy and the color of the ground was slightly reddish. "The victim died here at the time. There were no scars on the surface of the body, but he was extremely thin, his eyeballs were atrophied, and blood was flowing out of the fundus, ears, nose and mouth."

This way of death is only a little better than being torn to pieces, but the death is still very scary, and even through the photo, it can make people feel creepy.

Si Wei didn't care much, but was very interested in the atrophied eyeballs.

"But there is not much information to collect..." Jia looked around, "It has been several months, and the clues have been washed away by wind and rain. I can't collect them even if I want to."

"Not necessarily," Si Wei frowned, his fingertips brushed the light red on the ground, "I should have found it..."

Jia bent down curiously, with her hands behind her back, "Oh? What did you find?"

Si Wei's pupils widened slightly, in his field of vision, the ground was not only light red.

And... there was a circle of golden lines wrapped around it.

Only he could see this.