Honkai Summoning

But who were the people who died before?Slaves, those miserable haha ​​in the lower city, the lifeless black-gang-members, these people are as insignificant as ants in the city of thorns.

But this time, it was the three nobles who died. On the same day, they died in front of everyone's eyes in the same way that their heads completely exploded. The shock even surpassed the death of the Marquis of Monroe the day before.

There is no need to go out and ask, Director Wavered can imagine that there will be such ridiculous rumors of "headshot madman" outside.

"Where's Gehry! Where are those two bastards, it's been a whole day, these two idiots can't even do such a small thing?" Beating the table hard, Wifred's growl came from the room come out.

It's rude to say, but Gehry and his partner are one of Wyfred's most useful men, whether it's investigating a case or something else.

Chapter 33 The Scapegoat

"I went to the Wobbs family's manor this morning..." someone replied.

Wavered continued to roar: "I know this, the order is passed from me, the question is, where are these two bastards at this time! Can't they see that we will be busy now?"

Although Wyfred looked extremely angry, this roar was one of the means by which he concealed his inner thoughts.

Now his heart is not as exaggerated as it appears on the surface, but he is wondering why Gary and the others have not come back yet.

Although Gary and the others are a bit arrogant, sometimes even his immediate boss will say a few words.But these two people are absolutely ignorant of the importance of people.

Now the rumors about the "headshot madman" have been spread all over the imperial capital, and there is no reason for them not to appear.

"Go, send two people to look for it, yes, to Wobbes Manor. By the way, show some respect to that young master," said Wifred.

The two sheriffs walked out of the sheriff's office and walked in the direction of Wombs Manor.

When they came to Wombs Manor, they didn't receive any trouble, and they easily entered the parlour.

However, it was not Trandon who received them, but Su Mo, who had returned.

When asked by the two sheriffs, Su Mo was very cooperative, and made it very clear that the two sheriffs had indeed visited the manor in the morning.

"So, did they leave the manor later?" one of the sheriffs looked at Su Mo and asked.

The other sheriff was also staring at Su Mo, as if trying to find any traces of lying from his expression.

"Yes." Su Mo nodded, "Why, haven't they gone back yet? This is really... People now, I need to think about reducing some donations from the Wobbs family, and the young master probably doesn't want him The money was taken out and squandered by a swarm of assholes."

"Cough cough."

A sheriff coughed twice, pretending not to hear Su Mo's words, "So, does anyone know where Gehry and the others went?"

"I don't know." Su Mo smiled.

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation. If there is a situation, we will come again."

"I think, you shouldn't have time to come again. These tragic things happened in the imperial capital, and you are here to interrogate my butler." Tranton walked in at an unknown time, and said in a gloomy tone.

"excuse me."

The two sheriffs entrusted by Weyfred, without any intention of provoking Tranton, hurriedly left after salute.

Looking through the window and watching the two leave the manor, Trandon asked, "Starting to doubt you?"

"People are missing. If it wasn't for the unfortunate deaths of the three nobles, they would have come a little earlier than now." Su Mo said in a relaxed tone.

"Humph."

Tranton sneered.

The two sheriffs walked out of the manor, and one of them turned gloomy in an instant, and said, "That bastard didn't tell the truth!"

"Perhaps there is still a sentence...For example, Gary and the others came in the morning." Another said helplessly.

After all, they are facing a marquis family, and it is impossible to turn the house upside down to investigate like facing the commoners.

And the surrounding area - near this haunted and broken manor, no one lives at all now!Can't even find anyone who wants to ask a question.

Of course, if the Sheriff's Office is willing to spend a lot of energy to conduct in-depth and detailed investigations, it is likely to find some clues.

After all, Su Mo didn't mean to wipe out all the clues completely.

However, where is the energy and manpower of the Sheriff's Office now, the death of the Marquis of Monroe and the three nobles is enough for them to be devastated for a long time.

This kind of secret battle between nobles, please let them go.

However, Wilfred never expected that the death of these three nobles was just the beginning.

For the next three days, every day, several people were at home, on the street, and in full view, their heads suddenly burst open, and the headless corpse fell.

If there was any concept of resignation in this world, Wifred would have stepped down long ago.However, for this reason, he was also called into the palace by Henry XI and scolded a bloody head.

Henry XI ordered him to find the murderer within three days, no matter who it was.

"A scapegoat..." Sitting in a chair, Wilfred muttered to himself, the last words of Henry XI were very meaningful.

As the master of the empire, his most hope is of course stability, even if the empire seems to be sullen, it doesn't matter.For the ruler, the "vitality" with the atmosphere of chaos and instability is naturally as far away as possible.

For Henry XI, it doesn't matter who the murderer is and how those people died. The important thing is to find a "murderer" who has enough weight to calm down the current chaotic situation.

As Henry XI's loyal dog, Wyfred knew exactly what he meant.

However, this scapegoat is not easy to find... If you find someone to declare that he is the murderer, no one will believe it.We are not fools. Doing this will only turn the creeping panic into anger at the incompetence of the Sheriff's Department. Weaverde would not be stupid enough to do such a thing of smashing himself in the foot.

This person can't be too powerful, otherwise the Public Security Bureau will have nothing to do with him.It can't be too weak, otherwise the commoners will still be nervous, for fear that the next "headshot" will be their own nobles who will not believe it.

"Master Chief..."

At this time, someone knocked on the door lightly and entered the room.

"Have you found anything?" Wavered asked, looking up.

"This thing..." The sheriff who came in held a box in his hand and opened it on the table in front of Wifred.

"What is this?" Wilfred looked at the little thing that looked like gold in front of him, stretched out his hand, and felt a cold feeling from his fingers.

"What was found at the scene, except for the Marquis of Monroe, was later found at other sites, with blood on it. But it has been cleaned." The sheriff said that the world has never used blood DNA or anything to solve cases. skills.

Touching the cold, deformed warhead, Wyfred frowned in thought.

"By the way, there is one more thing," said the sheriff.

"Speak." Wilfred waved his hand.

"About Gehry, we investigated a little bit, and they never showed up after they entered the manor that day," the sheriff said.

"Wabs family?" Wilfred opened the drawer next to him and took out a list of people who died in the past few days.

After staring at it for a long time, Wyfred suddenly sneered, threw the list on the table and said, "Look, this list."

The sheriff picked up the list and looked at it for a while, puzzled.

At this time, Wilfred said slowly: "There are some things that you may not know. But I know very well that these people have more or less grudges with the Wobbs family."

The sheriff was stunned for a moment, scolding inwardly, but on the surface he showed a look of admiration.

"Looks like I'm going to go again." After enjoying the feeling of being respected, Wavered stood up, walked out of the Sheriff's Office, and got into a luxurious carriage.

Who is the scapegoat in his mind, he already has a plan.Compared to Henry XI, he would also be very satisfied with the scapegoat.

Tranton, the son of the marquis, the missing person who has just inherited the title, is the weakest of all the marquis, but not so weak that the commoners suspect that this nobleman is incapable of doing those things.

Plus these things basically happened right after Tranton came back, and he was surrounded by some strange, unfamiliar faces.

Thinking like this, Weavered slapped his thigh sharply, and couldn't help but whispered: "I thought it was a scapegoat! Thinking about it this way, that kid did all these things!"

It has to be said that Wifred is still very capable of taking the position of the Director of Public Security. At least there is no problem with the basic logical thinking ability, and he quickly deduced the truth of the matter.

"It's a pity that there is no evidence, and I don't know how that kid did it, but it doesn't matter." A smile appeared on Wivred's face.

He has been sitting in this position for almost ten years, and it is not a simple matter to concoct one or two pieces of evidence?Besides, the real ruler of this empire is the royal family, Henry XI, and legal evidence is meaningless to him.

As long as Henry XI is willing, even if he knows that Tranton is innocent, this little guy can't escape the end of the scapegoat.

What's more, this kid is now the most suspect and the most suitable candidate.

"After this time, you should also leave and enjoy a higher title." Wifred leaned on the soft chair. Although his real power was great, his status was not high.

There is only one honorary title to make it easier for him.

In his position, Henry XI couldn't give any title to the high nobles.However, once he left, Wiefred felt that Henry XI would not treat his loyal dog badly.

While immersed in the wonderful fantasy of "retirement career", the originally smooth carriage swayed.

Weavered said angrily: "Be careful!"

The coachman didn't respond, but the carriage had returned to stability, and Wyfred didn't care. There was still a little time before reaching the palace, and only a little bit of sunlight fell on the carriage through the thick curtain, making it a little dark inside.Wyfred simply closed his eyes, closed his eyes and rested.

I don't know how long it took, Wyfred was awakened by the knock on the door outside the car, opened his eyes in a daze, opened the door and walked down, saying as he walked, "It took so long for this to happen. ."

Chapter 34 Take it easy, it's me

After saying these words, Wifred suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He usually has the habit of taking naps, but every time he only sleeps for about half an hour, people will wake him up.Because of sleeping for a long time, Wyfred will feel top-heavy, headache and exhaustion, and it is even better not to sleep.

Now Wavered feels a little dizzy and very tired, which means that he must have slept for more than half an hour.

But from the police station to the palace, it only takes half an hour, even if it is slower.

"It's so dark..."

Realizing that there was a problem, Wilfred shook his head vigorously to wake himself up a bit, only to find that the sky had dimmed, the sun had already set in the west, and not even a bit of afterglow was left in the City of Thorns.

Not far in front of him, a man in black was standing.

"who are you?"

With the casual glance just now, Wilfred was sure that the man in front of him who had not had time to see his face was definitely not his driver. Wilfred was very familiar with his driver, and was definitely not as tall as the man in front of him-he is now The location of course will not be outside the palace.

At the same time as drinking and asking, Wyfred took a step back, one hand touched the back of his waist, and the other hand touched the inside of the carriage that was still open - there was a dark-colored pair next to the door. 's long sword.

His question was not so much about asking the identity of the man in front of him as it was about distracting him and buying himself some time.

In this situation, how could Wyfred not understand that he had encountered something that he thought was impossible in his life - kidnapping.

The dignified City of Thorns Sheriff's Office, the head of all the sheriffs in the entire empire - Wilfred was actually kidnapped?

I'm afraid no one will believe this.

However, the absurd thing was discovered in himself, and Wifred couldn't bear to disbelieve it, and made the most decisive and correct response.

When the last "who" came out, Wilfred had grabbed the flintlock gun behind his waist with one hand and the hilt of the sword with the other hand, and he could shoot in just one second.