Chief John obviously ran in from outside the school.
Not only was his forehead covered in sweat, but he was also panting heavily.
John walked over to Sister Moni in front of the tombstone.
"I'm sorry Sister Moni for interrupting your prayers to Kieran …"
"It's a sudden incident, please follow me."
Chief John said respectfully.
As he spoke, John straightened his back out of habit, making his tall and buff body look even straighter. However, he didn't look like he was pressuring Sister Moni, instead, he looked more respectful.
"John, what's wrong?"
Sister Moni looked at Chief John in confusion.
"Ugh …"
"Please come with me!"
I really don't know how to describe this! "
Chief John's rough face showed a bitter smile.
"Okay!"
Sister Moni nodded and with Chief John's help, she walked to the wagon that was parked in front of the sentry box outside the school.
"Sister Moni, do you need me to go with you?"
Before Sister Moni got on the wagon, the school security captain came over and asked.
"It's fine Reed, John is here."
Sister Moni pointed at Chief John.
Unlike his vigilance towards Kieran, Reed, the school security captain, was quite respectful towards the tall and buff chief officer.
"I'll leave everything to you, Sir Chief John!"
Reed said.
"Em."
Chief John nodded as if he was assuring Kieran.
…
The situation before Kieran's eyes didn't miss a thing.
Kieran slightly frowned as he stood in the shadows.
Kieran didn't know much about Reed, the school security captain, but one thing was for sure: Reed loved Sister Moni and loved his job.
However, no matter how much he loved his job, it wouldn't reach the point where he would protect Sister Moni when she went out.
After all, Sister Moni was the principal of St. Paolo School, she was respected by the whole city. Under normal circumstances, no one would disrespect the elderly sister.
Even those who lurked in the shadows would be sensible enough to avoid causing trouble for themselves.
One had to know that the students studying at St. Paolo's were either rich or respectable.
As the principal of the students, although Sister Moni wouldn't use anything, the influence she brought was enough for the students to understand how to treat the elderly sister.
"Duke Wayne's influence?
"Guntherson has settled everything on the surface, but there are still undercurrents brewing in the dark?"
Kieran guessed.
This was the only thing he could think of.
This speculation allowed him to quickly think of some targeted plans.
A police officer was driving the wagon and driving it slowly. Kieran quickly caught up to it.
At this time, the rain was getting heavier.
The fine raindrops quickly accumulated on the ground. At the same time, it also blocked people's vision. Even the most experienced driver did not dare to drive at full speed in such weather.
So, the carriage that the nun and the sheriff rode in was not fast.
Kieran followed behind with ease.
In fact, with Kieran's SS- Agility, even if the carriage was 10 times faster, Kieran would be able to catch up with it easily, let alone the speed.
But it was only for Kieran.
It wasn't so easy for some others.
A few heavy breaths were hidden in the rain but it clearly entered Kieran's ears.
His gaze quickly locked onto the two fellows who were up to no good.
The flintlock and dagger in their hands and the way they were staring at the carriage told Kieran what the two men were trying to do.
Without a second thought, Kieran quietly approached the two of them. He covered one of the men's mouth with his left hand and snatched the dagger away with his right hand. He swung the dagger at the other man's neck before he could even react. Then, he used the dagger to slit the man's neck, who was suffocating due to Kieran covering his mouth and nose.
The whole process didn't even take a second.
Facing two slightly stronger commoners, if Kieran wasn't afraid of alerting them and ruining his plan, he would have a simpler and faster way to make the two men with malicious intentions disappear from this world.
Kieran dragged the two bodies into the alleyway.
After picking up the dagger and flintlock, Kieran followed the carriage again.
This time, there weren't any accidents. The carriage swiftly arrived in front of the three-storey, average-sized police station.
John held the umbrella with one hand and helped the elderly sister down with the other.
Both of them went into the station and headed to the basement.
Inside the morgue that occupied a quarter of the basement, a big box was placed there.
The box was rectangular, made of wood, 1.5 meters in length, 1 meter in width and around 70 centimeters in height. The four corners were wrapped in new copper, it was emanating a metallic luster under the candles and oil lamps.
A delicate lock with a key was hanging on the handle of the box.
The box and the lock were obviously not something a common family could afford.
Especially that key.
Judging from the luster, Kieran was quite certain it wasn't copper but gold!
A key made of gold was considered a luxury no matter the time of the year.
However, soon enough, Kieran's attention was placed on the box.
Or more precisely, inside the box.
A faint bloody stench mixed with a rich aroma, gushing into Kieran's nose ceaselessly.
Although the box was treated with spices, the bloody stench couldn't be concealed no matter what.
Kieran couldn't help but squint his eyes.
He knew there was only one possibility to cause such a scene: a large number of wounds causing bleeding!
Only then would the heavy spices not be able to conceal the bloody stench.
Plus the size of the box …
Some speculations popped up in Kieran's heart.
The chief officer who walked up to the box reminded the sister.
"Sister Moni, I hope you are prepared."
The chief officer said.
"Don't worry.
I'm old enough for me to see and know more. "
Sister Moni maintained her calm look.
However, when the box was opened, a cry of shock sounded.
It wasn't fear.
It was disbelief.
The box was filled with scarlet blood, the white petals had lost their original color after being soaked in the blood for a long time, including the body inside.
It wasn't a complete body but the cut up parts that were neatly arranged.
In order to make the cut up parts look neatly arranged, there was even a fixed rack inside the box, separating the head, limbs and torso into different categories, similar to the dining plates used in the cafeteria.
"Torti?!"
Sister Moni bent down and crawled beside the box, hoping to get a clear look at the head soaked in the scarlet blood.
Right at that moment …
The eyes of the head opened abruptly.
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