"The bodies of the eight swordsmen who were guarding Mister Thales when the incident happened are all here. On one hand, it was out of respect. On the other hand, it was also because of the urgency of the matter. We did not touch them and left them in their original state. "
Gilbert stood in the corridor on the third floor of Mindis Hall and looked at the eight bodies in front of him as he spoke to Jines, who had a grim expression on her face.
Yodel stood quietly at the side.
"Six ordinary class swordsmen with outstanding skills, rich combat experience, and hope to break through to supra class, as well as two genuine supra class elites. All of them had their carotid arteries slashed by an irregular sharp weapon."
Gilbert walked to one of the corpses and crouched down. He pressed on the corpse's neck, and an ugly and terrifying wound was revealed. The wound had already changed color, and even the blood had coagulated.
"Based on our initial estimates, the opponent might be a Limiteer powerhouse. Killing all eight of them in an instant would require exquisite techniques and immeasurable strength. Furthermore, his speed is something that even Yodel couldn't keep up with."
"He also had that terrifying ability to hide. When the invasion happened, we had clearly guarded all the entrances and exits, but he still managed to sneak in. Yodel did not sense anyone at all."
Gilbert spoke of his guess with a solemn expression. He took out a mechanical watch from his bosom and stared at the time on it. It was half past six at night.
Even the moon had risen.
Jines furrowed her brows tightly. Her rather charming lips were also tightly pursed, accentuating the beauty mark on the side of her mouth. She crossed her arms and pondered deeply for a while. Then, she suddenly raised her hand and snapped her fingers.
"Take off their helmets."
Gilbert gave a look, and the few guards beside him stepped forward and took off the helmets of the dead.
Jines stepped forward and stepped on the elegant high-heeled female official boots. She knelt down on one knee and carefully observed each person's face.
"Their carotid arteries were bleeding profusely. There was not much time before they died, just enough for them to struggle on the ground for a while. During this time, they would have witnessed the culprit. "
"Every one of their expressions," Jines said cautiously as she bent down to observe them. "There are slight differences in their expressions."
"These four were lying on their stomachs. Their expressions before they died were very similar: anger, hatred, unwillingness, and gnashing of teeth. Perhaps they didn't even have the time to react before they were heavily injured and died. That's why they had this kind of unwillingness and resentment. "
"These two are lying on their sides. Their expressions are one of shock, disbelief, and confusion. They should have sensed the killer's fatal blow and tried their best to fight back, but to no avail. This made them very shocked and confused. While they were struggling on the ground, this expression froze on their faces."
"The last two should be the strongest. One of them is lying on his back, and the other is leaning against the wall. His expression is much more subtle than the previous six. The one lying down was filled with regret and pain, while the one sitting was filled with relief and helplessness. They had tried their best to fight back, but they still failed. However, they should be the last ones to die, so they struggled to see the murderer. That was why they were filled with regret and sudden realization before they died. In other words, as long as the two of them know the identity of the enemy in advance, they can make an effective response. "
Jines stood up with a cold expression and crossed her arms. She looked at Gilbert, who was beside her and seemed to be a little resigned.
"The murderer is not a supreme realm expert!"
"If he's as strong as a Limiteer, then the final two people will be filled with despair and fear. The murderer should have used a special skill, psionic ability, or mechanism. He cleverly attacked the strongest first, then the last six people who were slightly weaker. That was why after the two strongest people fell, they had the chance and time to see the murderer and his killing method. "
"Although he is not a supreme realm expert, his speed is very fast. Perhaps he is close to or even more than half of the supreme realm experts. However, because he is not a supreme realm expert, there is still an order when he kills people."
Yodel walked forward and crouched down in front of the corpses, as if he was verifying Jines' words.
Gilbert stared at the woman in front of him in a daze. It was as if he was looking at the high-spirited young girl in the courtroom twenty years ago.
He also saw the young, inexperienced, and sunny young man who always stood behind her.
He sighed in his heart and walked in front of her.
"Madam Jines, I know that you were once the most outstanding police officer in the capital. You even participated in the investigation of the royal family's assassination during the Bloody Year and tracked down the Air Mystic. Even the Kingdom's Secret Intelligence Department often seconded you," Gilbert said calmly with his hands behind his back.
"Your reasoning is also very brilliant, and as sharp as it was in the past.
However, our top priority right now is to find that child. "
Jines was deep in thought and glanced at him.
'The most outstanding police officer?'
She unconsciously clenched her fists.
'Bullsh * t police officer.'
However, the charming lady did not show any emotions. Instead, she used her left hand, which was placed on her other arm, to stroke the beauty mark on the left side of her lips out of habit. She chuckled softly without saying a word.
"Men are indeed the representatives of carelessness and carelessness."
Gilbert narrowed his eyes and lifted the top hat on his head slightly to show his doubt.
"Did I not make myself clear enough?" Jines put down her hands and walked forward in large strides. She pointed at the corpses in front of her and said confidently,
"These two supra class guards were the strongest. They were also the first ones to be attacked when they stood together. These two people were the second ones to be attacked, while the other four were the last ones to be attacked. However, the order of their deaths was reversed. The strongest struggled until the end and saw the murderer!
"As long as I can determine their positions before they were attacked, I can follow the tracks and find the location of the murderer's invasion.
"Although the amount of blood loss was so great that the blood traces were mixed together, it was difficult to find traces of the guards struggling to move before they died.
"However, according to the time of the bleeding in the arteries and the speed at which the people fell to the ground and struggled, with the two strongest as the center, I can draw two circles. This is the range of their movements before they were attacked and until they died.
"Don't forget, these two strongest were attacked by the same weapon at almost the same time. In other words, they were standing together before they were attacked.
"Therefore, the intersection point of these two circles is the location where they were attacked!
"Two circles have two intersection points. One of them is the answer. It is the location where the two were truly attacked. It is also the location where the murderer invaded." Jines' expression was focused. Step by step, she used her footsteps to draw the shapes. The content of her words made Gilbert and Yodel look at her solemnly.
"Based on the last gazes of these two strongest people before they died, the murderer appeared at this location after killing everyone. I guess it is also the location where the child was standing."
"Starting from the murderer's last appearance," Jines stood at that position and retreated step by step, "according to the order in which they were attacked, we roughly found the murderer's path of movement." Jines slowly walked past a few corpses and returned to the corpses of the two strongest people. "At the end of the path, the closest point between the two circles is this intersection point!"
Jines walked past the corpses that were lying on the ground. Her gaze was fierce. Finally, she stood at a spot.
"This is the location where the two strongest people were attacked first. In other words, this is the location where the murderer invaded and attacked first!"
Gilbert quickly walked forward and looked around.
"Are you saying that the murderer suddenly appeared here?" he said slowly, "The mercenary team did attack this place. But that is impossible. This place is still far from the stairs. During the time we were cleaning up the mess, he had nowhere to hide. "
Jines chuckled contemptuously again.
Only Yodel quietly walked forward and pointed at a small decorative vase at the side.
This kind of vase was very common in the corridor. There was only one, and it was the closest to Jines.
Under Gilbert's puzzled gaze, Jines quickly walked forward, grabbed the vase, and smashed it without hesitation.
* Bang! *
She quietly crouched down and grabbed a piece of the vase. After observing it carefully, she used her finger to gently wipe the inner wall of the vase and showed it to the two 'useless men'.
Gilbert was surprised to find that Jines' finger was stained with red blood.
Yodel also crouched down and picked up a few pieces.
There were also tiny drops of blood in the inner wall of the vase.
"No place to hide?" Jines laughed sarcastically, making Gilbert feel a little awkward.
"So …" Gilbert took the pieces of the vase and his expression changed. "This is …"
Jines stood up and said in a capable and experienced manner,
"Victims: eight. Cause of death: bleeding in the carotid artery.
"Murderer: supra class Blood Clansmen, or vampires. Murder weapon: Blood Claw. "
While Jines was speaking excitedly, she suddenly froze and realized the current situation.
Hence, she clenched her teeth and swallowed the words she was about to say.
'After all, I am no longer a police officer.'
Jines shook her head and got rid of the irrelevant emotions.
"So, he relied on his innate talent in Blood Transformation to sneak in and hide. He also relied on his innate speed to kill and plunder. He did not rely on his own abilities." Jines raised her head and rolled her eyes at Gilbert. "This is the supreme class elite you were talking about?"
Gilbert was very embarrassed, but he knew that this was not the time to be angry, so he asked politely, "This is really an eye-opener. So, that child?"
'This is considered an eye-opener?' Jines thought scornfully.
'What a narrow-minded high-ranking person. If you have seen Constellation's' Secret Intelligence Department ', Eckstedt's' Secret Room ', Mane et Nox Dynasty's Raven Guards and Hanbol Dynasty's' Kuntana ', then you will know how many terrifying people there are in the dark. They only need to move their fingers to know all your secrets.'
Then, her gaze sharpened and she said resolutely, "When the incident happened, the sun had not set yet! He could only use the method of transforming blood to hide among the few groups of mercenaries!
"Blood Clansmen who have not reached supreme class can only transform into blood water, and it will not last more than half an hour. This means that the few groups of mercenaries arrived here within half an hour!
"A group of mercenaries traveling at full speed would only take half an hour to reach Twilight District in the Eastern District, which is filled with noble manors, the Morning Star District, which is where the city hall and business gathers, and the Central District, where Renaissance Palace is located!"
Jines exhaled. The mature beauty ended her reasoning. She habitually extended her hand to the back of her waist, but she did not manage to grab anything.
She was stunned again, then laughed bitterly in her heart. 'Yes, I am no longer a police officer. Even my addiction to smoking has long since been quitted.
The intern who used to follow behind me and pass me the fire has long since become another person, hasn't he? '
She sighed.
The shrewd lady stopped reminiscing and looked at Gilbert.
"Make your decision, Your Grace."
Gilbert took a deep breath. "The ones who sent people to test us are definitely nobles. The area of the Eastern District is not small, and the manors are the most suitable places to hide Blood Clansmen! Although there are many manors there — "
Yodel's figure flashed and disappeared.
Gilbert was choked by his colleague's rude action. He could only sigh. "Alright, at least we have narrowed down the search area."
Gilbert looked at Jines and nodded slightly at her.
She only snorted softly.
Gilbert did not disobey. Instead, he called out the people again.
"Open the backup armory. Everyone, get ready and change into the Silver Exorcism Sword!
"Pick thirty of your best men and follow me out! Target, Eastern District!
"Take that lamp with you!"
* Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! *
The muffled sounds from the ceiling continued, and they became more urgent!
Chris turned around abruptly and showed a slightly anxious expression for the first time. He looked at Thales with an unfriendly gaze and ordered Istrone, "Send him back to the dungeon! Lock him up properly! "
Then, before Istrone and Thales could react, the old man and Rolana disappeared before their eyes!
Istrone also had a pleasantly surprised expression. He lifted Thales up, ignoring the latter's struggles and shouts ("Hey, hey, what's going on? Didn't we want to exchange information? Sir Istrone? "— Thales) and shot towards the stone stairs!
In the next second, before the dizziness passed, Thales fell head-first on the wet stone floor!
* Thud! *
He grimaced in pain.
"Little brat! Stay there properly! No matter what you do, we can hear you! "After the crisp sound of the lock and Istrone's anxious message, the surroundings became quiet!
Thales then got up in annoyance and relief.
Istrone had already disappeared.
So, he quietly extended his hand to his leg and pretended to scratch an itch. He inadvertently made a cut on the police officer's dagger that was tied to him.
Pain came.
His blood dripped to the ground.
'It's here.'
Thales took a deep breath and welcomed the burning sensation all over his body.
'This way, Gilbert and Yodel will know where I am, right?'
He exhaled softly and completely relaxed. His whole body was suddenly hit by a sense of fatigue.
The transmigrator trembled as he touched a wall and sat down.
'Today's experience is not at all inferior to yesterday's trip to Red Street Market!'
Now, Thales finally had the time to observe his surroundings.
The dim light came from two small torches.
The stone floor was damp, cold, and hard.
The mottled walls were covered with countless scratches and carvings.
There was a narrow metal fence and a large lock as thick as an arm.
He kicked a rusty chain beside his feet and it made a ringing sound.
Thales sighed and lay down on the cold ground.
Without a doubt, this was a prison cell. It was damp, murky, and bloody.
'Bloody?'
Thales smelled the salty fishy smell in the air.
It was the same smell as the one he smelled at Red Street Market last night, except that it was thicker.
As his heart tightened, terrifying screams and moans suddenly came from outside the prison cell.
"Ah —"
Thales stood up in fright!
In his previous life, the transmigrator did not have much tolerance for horror movies. It was always the late-stage chuunibyou who forced him to watch them.
It was called "training one's courage".
Under the stimulation of goosebumps, Thales' brain started to work on its own again!
Dungeon.
Blood.
Blood Clan.
Screams and moans.
Thales suddenly knew where he was.
It was the Blood Clan's "food cabinet".
A wave of nausea came.
Thales sighed again. The amount of sighs he made over the past two days was probably more than the amount of water he drank.
But just as he was about to sit down, a faint and rough panting sound suddenly came from beside him!
"Huff — Huff — Ah —"
He was so frightened that he crawled a few steps in the opposite direction!
'Can you stop scaring me?'
Thales patted his chest in fright. Only then did he realize that his prison cell was not a luxurious single room.
Thales slowly approached that direction.
In his dim vision, a human body wearing heavy shackles and panting painfully on the ground appeared.
"Ugh —"
In the darkness, the prisoner seemed to be unable to speak. He could only gasp continuously, and his voice was filled with pain and suffering.
There seemed to be a tube connected to his wrists that were locked tightly in the shackles, and it was connected to the outside of the prison cell.
Thales knew what that was.
"If it were up to me, just connect the blood collection device and the blood transfusion tube and lock him in the coffin." This was what Istrone had said before.
'It seems that this is the blood collection device.'
Sigh. Thales lowered his head and exhaled again helplessly.
'He's probably a pitiful person who was abducted by the Blood Clan and brought here to become their food source.'
"Ugh —" As if he sensed the arrival of the person, the prisoner struggled and moaned.
Thales felt another wave of nausea.
This wave of nausea made him decide that he had to do something.
"I'm sorry, it might hurt a little.
Please bear with it for a while. "
He said softly to the poor prisoner.
The transmigrator extended his hand and touched the prisoner's wrist. He rubbed the crude blood collection device and pulled out a needle that was a few inches deep into the prisoner's blood vessel with force!
"Ah — ugh —" The prisoner struggled and moaned even harder, but he still made incomprehensible sounds like a mute.
Thales pressed on the wound on his wrist. Fortunately, there was not much blood.
Of course, it was also possible that he did not have much HP left to begin with. Thales thought gloomily.
Although Thales was nervous and fearful when he fought against the three Blood Clansmen earlier, he had never felt heavy-hearted.
However, now that he looked at this "blood source" who was chained and had his blood extracted, he started to feel heavy-hearted for some reason.
'Maybe it's pity,' he thought self-deprecatingly.
Thales touched the shackle. Only then did he notice that it was a mechanical lock made of dark black stone. It was engraved with complicated patterns and words. It was heavy and ingenious, and it locked the prisoner's hands tightly in front of his chest. There were also two clamps extending upwards, clamping the prisoner's cheeks tightly. He could not even shake his head left and right. Thales pushed hard and found that this heavy mechanical stone lock seemed to be firmly fixed to the ground, or it was so heavy that it was no different from being fixed to the ground.
It seemed to be a heavy lock specially prepared for elites.
Thales touched the position of the shackle. It was made of a special metal.
At this moment, the metal suddenly heated up, and a scorching heat came from the shackle!
"Ah!" Thales could not help but cry out in pain and let go of the shackle.
The transmigrator frowned and tried the shackle again … As long as someone touched it, it would explode with a high temperature.
It seemed that he could not do anything to unlock it.
The prisoner's struggles slowly decreased.
Thales watched him struggle and suffer in pain. He felt extremely uncomfortable, but he could only silently retreat to the side and sit down against the wall.
As he moved, the light from the torches outside the cell lost its cover and shone directly on the prisoner's face.
Thales saw the poor man clearly.
This was a person covered in scars. His gray clothes were torn and dirty.
He was also disabled.
Below his knees, there was nothing at all.
What was more terrifying was his neck. The flesh there had clumped together, showing a horrifying purplish-black color, as if his throat had suffered a serious injury.
It was probably because of this that he could not speak.
Thales touched his throat and remembered the two times he was strangled. When he thought of the pain, he could not help but shudder.
He looked at the prisoner and thought to himself, 'Poor man. He is covered in injuries, but it is a miracle that he can live until now.'
The prisoner's expression was exaggerated. His facial features were contorted as he panted, as if he was enduring great pain.
But he could only let out rough moans that sounded like a whimper.
Short green hair covered half of his face.
The other half of his face had a strange tattoo.
"Whimper …" He continued to moan in pain.
'Wait.'
Thales was suddenly stunned.
He recognized the tattoo on the prisoner's face.
The transmigrator suddenly realized that the person who was in the same cell as him, panting and unable to speak, was actually an 'old friend'.
An 'old friend' whom he and Jala had just met at Red Street Market last night.
Midira Ralf.
The leader of the Blood Bottle Gang's Twelve Strongest.
A Psionic who was good at controlling the wind.
A supra class expert.
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