There were three chairs around the table.
Two of the chairs were not pulled out. Instead, they were pushed under the table, leaving only the back of the chair exposed.
The third chair was pulled out.
Not only that, but there were also footprints in front of the chair.
Kieran followed the footprints and saw the dozens of books.
He was no stranger to the footprints.
They belonged to the body on the second floor.
Almost instantly, a scene appeared in Kieran's mind. The body had noticed the attacker, so it had put down the things in its hands and rushed out of the secret room to stop the attacker.
However, it had not expected the attacker to be so powerful. Not only had it failed to stop the attacker, but it had also been killed with a single slash.
Or perhaps …
"The attacker knew about the body and purposely let it be discovered?"
Kieran recalled the footprints the attacker had left on the sofa, confirming his guess.
"The attacker was more familiar with this place than I thought!
Who was the attacker? "
The more he thought about it, the more doubts Kieran had.
Soon enough, he turned his attention to the pile of books.
According to the traces left behind, after the attacker had been discovered, the body on the second floor must have hidden something here.
"I hope it hasn't been searched!"
Kieran thought as he looked at the neatly arranged books.
From top to bottom, from left to right, Kieran searched through the stacks of books.
Schmidt joined in after Kieran's brief explanation.
As for why Kieran could see the footprints that Schmidt could not see?
After working with Nikorei a few times, Schmidt had gotten used to it.
After all, a shaman could see a lot of things that Schmidt could not.
That was why Schmidt concentrated on searching for the things that might have been hidden in the books.
And this single-mindedness allowed him to reap the rewards.
"Found it!"
Schmidt picked up a piece of paper from one of the books and showed it to Kieran.
"What is this?"
Kieran looked at the piece of paper, his face in deep thought.
The words on the paper were:
Pure Ruby x1
Blood Queen Tiara x1
Unknown Mystical Beast Egg x1
Fantos Manuscript x1
…
Although it was a copied note, the handwriting after that was blurred because the ink was not dry yet because the paper was folded.
"What is this?"
"Alchemy recipe?"
Schmidt asked.
"I don't know any formula that requires someone's manuscript!"
Kieran rolled his eyes and checked the rest of the books again.
Unfortunately, apart from this note, there were no other discoveries.
"I'm taking these things with me!"
Kieran pointed at the books and materials around him.
"Of course!"
Schmidt didn't say that it was evidence and couldn't be moved.
The mystical side had its own rules.
As a member, he had to adapt to the rules.
Of course, as a police officer, he once again informed his colleagues to clean up the mess and told them to inform him of any other discoveries.
Schmidt's colleagues were more than happy to hear such advice.
In the past two years, the mysterious incidents on the West Coast had made them certain that there was another unknown world apart from the one they were currently in.
The simplest example was the cruise ship on the Golden Beach.
Not even the cannons had been damaged, yet the cruise ship had swallowed the passengers who had boarded it. It was enough to topple a normal person's worldview.
"They were scared out of their wits!"
Kieran said as he restarted the Picard and loaded all the valuable items onto the car.
Even though the officers tried their best to look calm and serious, Kieran's sharp eyes could see the unnatural expressions on their faces and the sweat on their palms. It was all too obvious.
"The first time I ran into a mysterious incident, I wasn't any better than them!
This will take some time to adapt and … "
"Some guidance!
I'll report this to the director and ask him to find a psychologist to help everyone! "
Schmidt let out a sigh. The state of his comrades brought back the worst memories of his life.
"A psychologist?
Are you sure? "
Kieran asked.
If there was a list of unpleasant experiences in [The Shaman's Partner], the psychologist who had treated Louver would definitely be one of the best.
"Louver's case was an accident …"
"That poor kid!"
Schmidt seemed to understand what Kieran was trying to say, so he sighed again.
Tssss!
The sudden braking caused the tires to rub against the asphalt road, producing a stench that was unique to heated rubber. Schmidt, who had not fastened his seatbelt, slammed his head on the front passenger seat.
Bang!
The heavy thud was followed by Schmidt's cry of pain.
"Hey, 2567, I admit that the psychologist we've met before was just an empty shell, but you don't have to get so angry every time he's mentioned!
After all, not every psychologist is just an empty shell. There are a lot of good ones out there with real skills! "
Schmidt grumbled with his hand on his forehead, clenching his teeth.
"Louver!"
Kieran asked in a heavy tone while facing the complaints.
"What?"
Schmidt was stunned. He did not understand what Kieran was trying to say.
"I'm asking where Louver is right now!
Have you forgotten that Louver is an expert with a knife? "
Kieran said quickly.
"It can't be Louver, right?
He's in the sanatorium in the suburbs … "
Schmidt said instinctively.
The more he said, the less confident he was. According to Kieran's description of 1.8 meters tall, a strong body, and an expert with a knife, Louver fit the bill perfectly.
"We should go to the sanatorium in the suburbs now!
I'll lead the way! "
Schmidt changed his original thoughts.
"Now?
It's too late! "
Kieran shook his head.
The situation was obvious. If the knife-wielding man was Louver, he would not be in the sanatorium in the suburbs. If he wasn't, rushing there would be no use.
In other words, no matter what they did, it would be too late.
Still, it was not like they did not gain anything.
At least, Kieran was no longer clueless about the knife-wielding man's background.
Even if it wasn't Louver, it had to be related to the Drifter Society.
Kieran frowned as he recalled how Louver's knife had seemed to come alive after his parents had been attacked.
Not only did he not think of Louver as a knife-wielding expert, but he also remembered that one of the Drifter Society members had mentioned "that" himself.
"Schmidt, do you have any news about the Drifter Society?"
Kieran asked.
"Yes!"
Schmidt nodded, but his reply made Kieran's face turn pale.
PS: First Update ~
Yesterday, the third night watch was too late. Today, when I woke up, my head was dizzy, and my body felt uncomfortable …
He felt better after resting for a while.
That was why he was a little late.
It was not suitable for him to stay up all night. What a tragedy!
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