It was too tidy!
Not only was the furniture neatly arranged, even the floor was clean.
It didn't look like a crime scene that had gone through an assassination, instead, it looked like a decent place to stay. The furniture wasn't exactly luxurious, but it was meticulously designed. The minute details were enough for Kieran to know that the value of the furniture far exceeded the extravagant ones.
A blanket made from animal skin was placed under the desk.
Judging from the color and the patterns, it should be bear skin.
It was soft and comfortable to step on.
If one was barefoot, it would have a different feeling.
However, it was a pity that the bearskin blanket was now covered in sticky, smelly green juice, which made people frown subconsciously when they saw it.
The liquid was dripping off the chair.
Kieran shifted his gaze. The documents on the desk were placed neatly in a corner, and a cup of cold tea was placed within easy reach.
"Drinking hot tea and sitting in the chair, waiting for news?"
Instantly, such a scene appeared in Kieran's mind.
As for what news he was waiting for?
Of course, it was news about Herbert.
It was the only thing that Kieran could think of that worried the Night race.
However, the mayor that was disguised as a Night monster was killed before it could get the news it was waiting for.
The person who did it was very clean and efficient.
There was no trace left on the Night monster's body.
The body of the Night monster turned into a thick green liquid after it died.
In other words, there was no trace left behind.
However, that was only in common eyes.
Through [Tracking], Kieran was able to identify a pair of footprints that were different from the others.
This pair of footprints was very unique, only the front part of the foot was visible.
It was very eye-catching among the other footprints.
"Tiptoeing, using the shadows as cover, slowly approaching the target's back, and then … killing it with a single slash?"
Kieran's eyes followed the footprints, his mind was thinking non-stop.
However, there were some parts that he couldn't be sure of.
The Night monsters should have a deep understanding of humans.
Even if it was just a form of understanding of food, it was still necessary.
So, they should know the importance of a mayor's position.
In simple words, such an important position wouldn't be given to a common Night monster.
It must be a powerful Night monster.
Even if it was not as powerful as Bartos, it must have far surpassed the average Night monster. How could such a Night monster be killed without putting up a fight?
Kieran did not forget about the green flames and the self-destruction.
Even if he couldn't control the green flames, he should be able to self-destruct, right?
With doubts, Kieran's gaze fell on the teacup.
He bent his head and sniffed.
The cold tea had long since lost its smell.
"Have you checked the tea?"
Kieran asked.
"It's just some tranquilizer, not poison!"
Rodu replied.
"Tranquilizer?"
Kieran, who didn't get the answer he expected, narrowed his eyes and scanned the room again, including every corner.
In the end, his gaze stopped at the corner of the corridor.
A small incense burner was placed there.
Kieran walked over and opened the lid, the burnt aroma wafting out.
Without a careful inspection, Kieran could tell with his [Medical and Medicinal Knowledge]'s [Master Poison] that the incense was mixed with a numbing drug.
"Who is in charge of this?"
Kieran pointed at the incense burner and asked.
"It should be the mayor himself. Ever since the mayor's wife passed away, he has been living alone without any servants to take care of him!"
Rodu replied straightforwardly.
It seemed like the new chief officer wasn't completely clueless about this place.
"Is that so?
"In order to hide your secrets, you have no choice but to live alone?"
Let's go to the secretary's house! "
Kieran went straight to the point after muttering to himself.
"Okay!"
Rodu nodded.
In the next two hours, Kieran and Rodu accompanied him to investigate the remaining three crime scenes.
The three crime scenes were no different from the one where the Night monster disguised as the mayor.
Both relied on the numbing effect of the poisonous smoke and killed with a single blow.
If there was anything different, the Night monster disguised as the chief of the police station didn't seem to like burning incense. So, the assassin directly used another method: poisoning the wine.
"Did you find anything?"
Rodu asked eagerly after they returned to the wagon.
"The assassin knew his targets like the back of his hand. Not only did he know their living habits, but he also knew all their movements and arrangements. He also utilized the information reasonably. The assassin knew that the Night monsters who occupied the higher ranks of Herl City were waiting for an important piece of news. Such a wait must be hard to endure. If the Night monsters wanted to wait patiently, they would have to rely on some auxiliary items. Based on their habits, the auxiliary items were tea, incense, and wine!
However, the assassin seemed to have made a mistake somewhere! "
Kieran said.
"What kind of important news?"
"A mistake?"
Rodu asked out of instinct.
"What happened last night?"
Kieran asked back.
"It's you, sir …"
"But, we didn't find any extra traces at the crime scene. Not only the assassin but the one who reported the news as well!"
Rodu was stunned for a while before his face was filled with confusion again.
"The assassin left some traces behind but because of his technique, the traces were very shallow and subtle. That's why you guys didn't notice it!"
Kieran never expected a gunpowder world to have any decent techniques. Solving cases here relied more on experience and guesses.
Of course, it was also because of that that the bounty hunters and mercenaries had a good business.
A lot of people didn't believe the results that didn't match their guesses.
In order to make the results match their guesses, they wouldn't mind spending some money to hire help.
"What about the one who reported the news?
"Could it be that it neglected its duties?"
Rodu joked as he seemed to have guessed something.
"If it's a life-threatening situation, it's very likely that it's dereliction of duty. Sir, what you need now is to find a middle-to-low-level government official who is different from his usual routine and appears to be panicking. It has the ability to directly see our mayor, the secretary general, the speaker of the House of Commons, and the police chief without being suspected!"
Of course, he is now the target of the assassin. So, I suggest you bring enough men and weapons!
After all, the assassin will not let him go in order to compensate for his mistake! "
Kieran reminded Rodu with a smile.
"That's for sure!
Against such an unknown assassin, can I ask for your help? "
Rodu nodded at first before asking for Kieran's help again.
"Sure!"
For the sake of the sub mission, Kieran wouldn't object and agreed right away.
Moreover, Kieran really wanted to see what kind of Night monster that could command a low level fire elemental was like.
'This is a replica of a great item!'
The remarks on [Solid Fire Pincer] and [The Fallen's Eye] filled Kieran's heart with curiosity.
"Don't worry, I'll pay you well!"
Rodu jumped off the wagon with a smile after Kieran agreed to his request. He then started to order his men loudly.
No doubt the new chief officer already had a specific target in mind.
When the wagon moved forward again, there were two more wagons filled with police officers behind them. Behind the two wagons was a group of police officers with flintlock pistols on their backs.
Under Rodu's command, the crowd headed towards a residential area in a grandiose manner.
However, before they could even get close to the residential area, a loud explosion sounded.
KABOOM!
That was …
Bombardment!
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