Calamity Crown

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"I've tried private investigators, psychics, but nothing works."

"The former couldn't find a clue."

"And the latter?"

"It's all liars."

"But you are different!"

"You are a true master!"

"I have seen what happened in Green High School last night. Not only can you talk to the undead, but you can also manipulate 'Blood Crow'. You will definitely be able to help me find little Keyin'er!"

The more the other party talked, the more excited he became.

There was pleading on his face.

There were tears in his eyes.

The other party wore a wedding ring on his ring finger, made of platinum, inlaid with a 50-point diamond, even if it was stained with dust, it still maintained the proper luster and brightness, and under close observation, although the other party's clothes were stained, But nothing cheap.

At least, the leather shoes are handmade calfskin.

There is no doubt that this is a father who made himself into a mess in order to find his son.

For such a father, Goethe is willing to lend a helping hand.

After all, he is poor.

A property of 123 yuan cannot be called rich.

Even if you don't need to pay rent, you still need to eat and drink.

According to yesterday's prices, Goethe knew that 123 yuan would not last long.

"I'd like to help."

"But I can't take the initiative to talk to the undead. Similarly, I can't manipulate 'Blood Crow'."

Goethe emphasized.

He couldn't take the initiative to talk to the undead. Naturally, it was to prevent someone from asking him to communicate with the undead in the future.

But not able to manipulate 'Blood Crow'?

Of course it's because 'Blood Crow' is a vengeful ghost, so what does it have to do with Goethe Winchester?

"thanks, thanks."

"As long as you help me find little Keyin'er, I will thank you with all my heart!"

Joe Keyiner wiped his tears and thanked him.

At the same time, don't forget to promise.

Goethe smiled at this promise.

He likes this kind of upright person.

If the price is clearly marked, what is the difference from those liars?

He's a serious 'folklorist'!

"Please tell me about little Keyiner in detail."

Goethe said formally.

"it is good!"

Joe Keyiner immediately spoke in detail.

Goethe listened carefully.

Generally speaking, Xiao Keyiner is an ordinary high school student. Although his mother died young, his family is very rich. He is good at studies and sports, and he is also very handsome.

Moreover, when he was in the 11th grade, he was invited by the top [-] famous school 'Jinqiao College', and he could enter the university without the test.

It can be imagined that if there is no subsequent disappearance, Xiao Keyiner is an extremely perfect life template.

"Who was that fellow camping with him?"

Goethe continued to ask.

"Rudy, little Kyll's friend, and his girlfriend Ayman."

"Gate, Rudy's friend, and his girlfriend Jenny."

"They're camping on the outskirts of Star City."

Joe Kyle said.

"Where are they now?"

"After the incident happened, they immediately called the police and notified me. They are four good children. They visited me before leaving Star City for college, but it was obvious that the disappearance of little Keyiner made them There is some estrangement."

Joe Keyiner sighed.

"Aren't they in Star City?"

"Correct!"

"They were admitted to universities in different cities!"

Immediately, Goethe frowned.

Four people are not in Star City, which is not good news for Goethe.

Although he is good at using the 'body' to solve the case, and he is sure that if the four people have problems, they can confirm them immediately, but Goethe's original plan, except that the adaptation to the new identity was broken in advance, the rest of the plan Goethe does not intend to change.

He intends to complete the [Main Mission] and look for [Blood Honor] within the best time.

This kind of running back and forth is definitely not within the scope of Goethe's plan.

Especially four people and four cities.

Even if it is a modern city in front of you.

Because Goethe would never fly.

Ever since a fellow ace in his hometown had an air crash, Goethe had rejected all means of air transportation, and he would never touch an airplane unless he truly ignored the dangers in the air.

But likewise, Goethe did not want to give up income.

So, he took out the key from his pocket.

It is a single key threaded by a black braided cord.

It is the door lock key of the 'Folk Customs Research Institute'.

"Do you believe in divination?"

Goethe asked.

"Divination?"

"I believe."

Qiao Keyiner, who had been deceived by a psychic medium, was about to refuse immediately, but thinking of the news he saw today, he finally chose to believe in Goethe once.

【Bitter】!

Goethe used the key in his hand as a pendulum.

'Is little Kyul still alive? '

Reverse rotation.

represents death.

'Is the death of Little Kyul related to Rudy, Ayman, Gait, and Jenny? '

Rotate forward.

Represents affirmation.

'Is little Kyul's body near his camp? '

The key is still, not moving.

Obviously, no divination.

Or rather, not accurate enough.

Immediately Goethe changed the question.

'Did Rudy, Ayman, Gait, Jenny move the body? '

Rotate forward.

Goethe raised his eyebrows, because he didn't ask a single person, but everyone tried divination, and then, every time he answered in the affirmative.

In other words, the four of them should have dealt with the body of little Ke Yiner before calling the police and notifying Qiao Keyer. Only in this way, the police search would be fruitless.

Moreover, it is definitely not a place where four people are related, such as homes and garages.

The police will certainly search these places.

A location where the four can reach without being searched by the police?

Where would that be?

The range is a bit too large, and Goethe didn't have an accurate guess for a while.

After pondering for a few seconds, Goethe looked up at the expectant Qiao Keyiner, and shook his head regretfully.

"Sorry, little Keyiner is probably dead."

"With Rudy, Ayman, Gait, Jenny."

"At least they touched the body."

"As for where is little Keyiner?"

"Probably somewhere between their camping and their home, somewhere inconspicuous."

Goethe said softly.