A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

Underground of the police station, morgue.

The air was chilly, and the faint smell of formalin and the unique smell of corpses hung darkly.

Levi stood next to Henry's body. His face was intact and his appearance was still handsome. His eyes were closed and his face was pale, as if he had fallen into a deep nightmare.

A police forensic examiner accompanied him and helped him examine the body.

"There were many wounds on the body, but none of them were fatal. There was a lot of bleeding, but most of it came out after death," the forensic doctor said.

These wounds were concentrated on Henry's upper body, especially on both sides of his shoulders. The wounds were V-shaped and were cutting wounds.

"The real fatal wound is in the back of the head."

Levi looked over and saw that it was a small hole about the size of the rim of a teacup. The edge was wavy lace, like a roll of paper or other parts with gaps reserved for easy tearing.

Inside the cave is terrifying darkness.

"We speculated on the process of Henry's murder: First, the murderer used some method to control him, and there was a struggle. The murderer used a dagger or something like that. We didn't find any traces of hemp rope. He might have used anesthetic. "

"Then it used a sharp object and pierced it into its skull one by one until the points connected into a circle... It may also have been a round tool with multiple sharp comb teeth."

"Then the murderer stuck a hook into the small hole and pulled it out."

"The fragile part was broken, and a piece of Henry's skull was removed, exposing the brain inside. It was from this small hole that the murderer took away all his brain..."

The forensic doctor glanced at Levi uncertainly as he spoke. He understood that his reasoning was a bit bloated, and such a violent and violent crime method was not like the style of Eli the Butcher.

But Levi, who had more information, could see a process that was closer to reality and more streamlined.

It might have been a quiet afternoon, and a figure followed Henry silently, just like any ordinary passerby.

But suddenly, the passerby's upper body stretched out, like a spring that was compressed to the extreme and then released, and its sickle-like steps popped out, like a centipede with its upper body arched and ready to strike.

This kind of upper body can clamp Henry firmly from behind in one second, like a giant claw machine, and leave knife-like marks on his shoulders.

At the same time, in its formidable mouthparts, there is a ring of sharp teeth that may be similar to a lamprey, which can pierce Henry's skull in an instant, and then use the lever principle to gently tilt it.

The skull is removed immediately.

This process will be very smooth, lasting only a short moment, and Henry will have no time to react.

"Get straight to the brain...why." Levi thought.

"Brain, mind, consciousness, spirit, soul... qualities?"

"But the traits of ordinary people contain no power at all and can only give people a little bit of weak expertise."

Thinking was at an impasse again. The information on insect monsters that Levi checked last night was of no use. Reese's notes were very detailed, but there was no record of anything related to the Butcher Eli.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came from far and near, and became particularly clear as it echoed on the walls of the underground passage.

Levi looked over and saw the team leader and Reese.

"What a coincidence, you are also here to see the corpse?" Reese said, but this sentence is completely nonsense, because this is a morgue, and if you don't see the corpse, you can't be here to poop.

"Yeah." Levi nodded, and then guessed the purpose of the two of them.

"You want to see the body of the victim police officer?"

"Yes." Reese said, "Their families requested that they be buried as soon as possible. If we don't look at them today, we will have no chance."

Then he made a request to the forensic doctor on the side. The forensic doctor nodded and went to pick up the corpses.

Taking this opportunity, the two of them chatted with Li Wei for a few words.

"How's your progress?"

Levi thought for a while and told the truth what he found.

"...In short, we have made a list of suspects, and then we need to interrogate them one by one." Li Wei said.

"By the way, team leader, how do we determine which people are wizards?"

This question has never been answered by Levi, but it is impossible for a mature monitoring organization like BOI to not have the means to identify wizards.

"It uses some kind of witchcraft artifact. It is very special and has an extremely high level of confidentiality." Cruise said briefly. "This kind of prop is usually kept by the NSA. When we want to use it, we will apply to them."

"NSA?" Levi heard a familiar yet unfamiliar term. It seemed to be an organization. He had heard it many times from the mouths of three old team members, but he had never seen it in a more formal written record.

"This is a very mysterious organization. Even I don't know all his information." Cruise said.

"We only know that the NSA's job is to manage high-end witchcraft props, regularly monitor the status of the equipment, and lead research on witchcraft."

"Of course, it is also a government department, but no one knows who it is loyal to. It is said that not even the president has the authority to command them."

"What is its full name?" Levi thought that since NSA is an abbreviation, it should have a corresponding full spelling.

"I don't have the full name." Cruise shook his head, maybe to prevent Levi from not hearing clearly, he said it again.

"Without a full name, they would only call themselves NSA."

"So we generally call them: No Such Agency."

……

The bodies of the three police officers were covered with a white cloth and rolled over on a metal bed on wheels.

Levi stood aside and watched Reese examine the body carefully.

"All the clues that can be found have been recorded in the files." The forensic doctor said aside.

"I know, it's just that I want to see the corpse with my own eyes. This is my habit." Reese did not refute, but carefully searched for possible traces all over the body.

Instead, Cruise looked at the medical examiner and asked in a relaxed tone: "What kind of people are these police officers usually like?"

The medical examiner's gaze shifted and Cruise smiled.

"Just a casual chat."

The medical examiner relaxed and looked toward the floor.

"At least from my perspective, they are ordinary police officers."

"What do you mean?" Mr. Cruise asked.

"You have to know that the salary of the lower-level police officers is not high, so for them, doing something other than their main job is not a bad behavior." The forensic doctor said.

"for example?"

"As a thug for a moneylender, a protector for gangsters, or covering up crimes for criminals." The medical examiner said, "Among the three of them, only Eddie has not done any of these things."

Eddie Flatt was the third police officer killed and the youngest of the three.

"Really?" Krusemo rubbed his chin.

"Is he honest?"

"Yes, he is the best among us." said the medical examiner.