Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

In another clean and tidy four-wheeled carriage, Joyce, Sophia and Dean sat.

Joyce closed his eyes, Sophia sat upright, and Dean kept his head down, wondering if he was thinking about the case.

If you draw a straight line between 14 Stone Street and the location of General Gordon's banquet on the map... then Stirling Street is exactly at the third point, close to Stone Street.

Joyce couldn't have picked a completely unfamiliar street as the crime scene, because that would be too easy to go wrong.

Soon, the carriage stopped steadily on the side of the road.

Joyce got out of the car and found that the entire street was empty. Only a few shop owners were tentatively looking out. Upon closer inspection, there were yellow warning lines on both sides of the road, and the police were driving away curious people.

He turned his gaze to Dean, who explained:

"I sent a message to the police station and asked them to seal off the scene in advance."

"You are very suitable for the police profession." Joyce commented.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Baron." Dean put his hand on his chest and said respectfully, "Please."

Joyce strolled down the empty streets of Stirling.

As a colony, Bayam's initial urban planning was not perfect, even a little rough, so that there were many alleys and turns in the whole street.

Joyce pretended to hesitate for a while, and finally stopped at a crossroads:

"It should be here, but..."

Dean has been following behind him. Hearing this, he looked towards the ground. There were faint ruts scattered across the road, and the paving stones were somewhat uneven. It didn't look like a crime scene at all. He added:

"However, the bloodstain that should have been there has disappeared."

Joyce nodded in agreement and said, "That's right."

"Although the moon was dark last night, but the assassin was stabbed by me with a sword, and Carl's serious injury can't be faked. There will definitely be blood dripping. Why not?"

"unless……"

Dean rubbed his smooth chin with his hand and pondered: "The assassin was worried about exposure, so he returned to the scene at night to remove all traces."

"Mr. Baron, after the assassin fled, you didn't stop here."

Joyce was taken aback, and then replied, "Carl was seriously injured at the time, and I was eager to save his life, so naturally I wouldn't stop."

Dean crouched down, examined it carefully, and put forward his speculation:

"This assassin must be a cautious veteran. Such a cunning suspect is very difficult to catch, but we can investigate according to his characteristics."

"Byam doesn't say big or small, there aren't too many killers of this level... What do you think, Mr. Baron?"

Joyce did not comment too much: "You are professional."

Dean pleaded guilty and called the police officers who were patrolling the road to go to a nearby business to inquire.

Unfortunately, the results were not ideal. The owners of several shops each had another residence and would not live on this street at night. There was only one watchman who was a watchman, but he was drunk last night and didn't hear anything.

Dean concluded: "It seems that the assassin carefully chose this location as the location for the assassination."

Then, he turned to Joyce: "Mr. Baron, do you have anything else to add?"

Joyce recalled for a moment, shook his head to indicate that there was no more, and exhorted in a deep voice:

"Find out the assassin as soon as possible, and I will make him and the people behind him pay the price they deserve."

Dean stood at attention and saluted, solemnly assured: "The task must be completed, Mr. Baron."

Watching Joyce's carriage leave, Dean stood there for a while, and the young police officer next to him stepped forward and asked:

"Boss, how do we check?"

Dean glanced at this childhood friend and asked, "How to check?"

"Remove the blockade, pack up and return to the police station, and issue a warrant immediately."

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The carriage restarted, and Joyce instructed, "Don't be in a hurry to go home, go to Enmatt Street first."

"Okay, Mr. Baron." Kumar, who never thought he would become a coachman in this way, agreed.

Sophia asked curiously, "Why are you going to Enmatt Street?"

"Go see a friend," Joyce said softly.

It's a pity that this friend didn't see...

On Enmat Street, opposite the Four Seasons Cafe, the small shop that should have been hung with the sign "House of Divination" has changed beyond recognition. Several dark-skinned locals are dismantling the furniture and decorations in the shop.

Joyce stepped forward and asked, "What is this doing, where is the previous store?"

The middle-aged supervisor was also a local. When he saw Joyce's appearance and clothes, he bent down and said:

"Dear sir, this place is being renovated and is going to open a grocery store."

"Where's the original owner?" Joyce asked.

The middle-aged supervisor did not dare to straighten his waist, so he said with a smile:

"That beautiful lady sold me the house two days ago, and then left without specifying where she was going."

Two days ago, wasn't that the second day after I made a deal with her... Good guy, do I need to be so cautious, just because I knew her details, I sold the house...

Well, it may also be that she no longer needs to play the role of a "diver" after she was promoted to "Joker", so she sold the shop...

Joyce sighed silently, wondering if she would attend the party next Wednesday... The unproven potion formula is always worrying, even if Emily has no reason to use this method to harm herself.

Forget it, first collect the materials, and then have the opportunity to verify the authenticity of the formula... But the Beyonder channels I currently have are too simple, and Diego has already been killed by me, it is difficult to gain anything from the "Scale"... I need Participate in more extraordinary gatherings...

Although I didn't receive an invitation from other Beyonders to gather, the mountain is not just me, I can be the mountain!

It was mentioned in the novel that "Swordfish Bar" and "Fragrance Tree Bar" will hold regular Extraordinary gatherings, and I will go to explore tomorrow...

Wait, wasn't Ove, the boss of the Geranium Bar, killed? But I didn't take away the Beyonder characteristics~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's easy to cultivate a new spokesperson... Well, to be cautious, give priority to Swordfish Bar.

Joyce made up his mind, and the carriage returned home safely.

Sophia was obviously relieved, and Joyce smiled and said, "What are you worried about, being assassinated in broad daylight?"

"People's psychology is very strange. You can't think about a madman's idea with a normal person's thinking."

Joyston stepped down: "I didn't expect you to have such deep thinking. This is the result of hard study."

"I've always been very deep." Sophia raised her head and said, and then realized that the baron was saying that she was stupid, gritted her teeth secretly, and followed up with her small fists.

After lunch, "The Provocateur" Hunter appeared at 14 Stone Street from Rose Manor.

"Master, does the assassin have any clues?" Hunter asked as soon as they met.

Joyce personally took Hunter to the living room and motioned him to sit down:

"The Bayam Police Department has sent someone to issue a warrant. I believe there will be a result soon."

"But the enemy is dark and I am clear. I am worried that they will take risks again during this period, so I called you back."

Hanto nodded, and his hairline seemed to have receded more clearly than a few days ago: "I will rearrange the security level at home to the military's standard."

"This is exactly what I hope, Mr. Hunter, are the guards trained at home trustworthy?" Joyce asked abruptly.

Hunter stood up from the sofa and said solemnly, "My soldiers will fight to the end like Carl, even at the cost of their lives."

"I believe that you have worked hard this time, Mr. Hunter." Joyce also got up and said.

"it is my responsibility."