The rain was pouring heavily and the sky was getting dark, but it didn't stop the reporters' passion.
They widened their eyes and looked at the field of St. Paolo School.
A wooden stake that was three to four meters tall stood there. A head was placed at the top of the stake, and the lower part was the body that had been pierced through. The arms and legs were placed proportionally on both sides of the stake. Looking at the stake from afar, it looked like a deformed little giant.
But anyone who got close to it could feel the blood dripping from it.
Cruel dismemberment!
Strange placement!
For commoners, it was a dreadful scene to avoid, but for the reporters, it was a rare source material. Each of them carried their umbrellas on their shoulders, their right wrist pressing down on the umbrella handle and their left hand holding a pencil, quickly drawing down the scene. Some of the reporters who were a step ahead of the others placed their attention on the officers around them, especially when they saw John coming down from the wagon.
"Chief, what do you think of this murder?"
"Chief, is the killer provoking the police?"
"Chief, are you confident in catching the killer?"
…
The barrage of questions was even more difficult to accept than the terrible weather.
John, who was already in a heavy mood because of another murder case, was now completely gloomy. If it weren't for the fact that he was worried about the bad press, John definitely wouldn't mind letting these seemingly boring guys have a taste of his fists.
But now?
"Carl? Carl? "
The chief officer called out loudly.
The young officer ran out from the school.
"Chief!"
Carl saluted as he was drenched by the rain.
"Expand the security perimeter by 50 meters, anyone who trespasses the perimeter will be treated as a suspect and brought back!"
The chief officer ordered.
"Yes!"
Carl replied loudly.
Then, chaos ensued in front of St. Paolo School.
"No!"
"You can't do this!"
"We have the right to know!"
…
The reporters started to protest, but it was futile.
Under Karl's leadership, more than a dozen angry policemen in the rain were like a moving human wall, pushing the reporters into the distance step by step.
Some of the hot-tempered ones didn't mind brandishing their rubber batons.
John saw the scene.
If it was during normal times, he would have stopped them.
But not at this moment.
It wasn't for revenge, but for the sake of convenience.
John held the umbrella and helped Sister Moni down the wagon while he muttered to himself, "2567, I'm counting on you!"
"Yes."
A voice rang out in the pouring rain.
John instinctively searched for the owner of the voice, but he didn't see anything.
Although this was not the first time he had encountered such a situation, the police chief was still surprised.
However, he did not forget the important matter at hand.
"Sister Moni, do you need to rest?"
"Let me help you back to your room!"
John said.
However, Sister Moni rejected the suggestion.
"I want to see the corpse!"
"Uh … alright!"
The chief officer ultimately chose to compromise against Sister Moni's firm tone.
But in his heart, he was already prepared.
John would never believe that the dead body appeared in St. Paolo School if it had nothing to do with the school itself.
Before this, Sister Moni was already agitated when she saw her student Torty's body. If she was agitated again, even a man in his prime wouldn't be able to handle it, let alone an old woman.
Everything was as John had predicted.
The man who died in the school field was from St. Paolo School.
He was someone that Kieran knew.
Reed, the captain of St. Paolo's security team, a middle-aged man who was loyal to Sister Moni and responsible for the school.
The middle-aged man was dismembered on the spot.
Looking at the body, Kieran sized up the surroundings.
Though, he didn't find anything.
Musou level [Tracking] could already detect the traces left behind by some special existence but not the killer's.
"It wasn't some special existence but a normal person. Did the killer use the rain as a cover to complete the murder?"
Kieran looked at the ground again.
The sturdy ground was filled with rainwater, although Kieran could still trace some footprints, the rainwater swiftly washed the footprints away.
No doubt the footprints were left by the police later on.
As for the killer?
He might have vanished a long time ago.
Kieran raised his head and looked at the wooden stake again.
"The wooden stake is three to four meters tall, and the cross-section diameter is more than 15 centimeters. There are no traces of ropes on the wooden stake, which means that the murderer erected the wooden stake with his bare hands, and it is at least half a meter into the ground …"
It's almost impossible for a normal person to do such a feat! "
"Other than Sister Moni and Guntherson, a powerful mystical individual?"
Kieran wondered in his heart.
The birth of a new era didn't happen overnight.
The Church of Dawn was destroyed but there was still St. Paolo School, Sister Moni and Guntherson, the remnants of the old era.
It wouldn't be strange if there were more of them.
But …
"Did such a person work with the Wayne family?"
Kieran's eyes were filled with doubts.
He wasn't doubtful about the powerhouses putting down their pride and working with normal people.
It wasn't because of the revenge against the Wayne family.
No matter how powerful a powerhouse was, they still needed to eat, sleep and a place to stay, especially the remnants of the old era. In the new era, they would understand their own strength better.
As for the grudge against the Wayne family?
Needless to say.
What really puzzled Kieran was the arrangement of the culprit.
The body that appeared in the station wasn't the bait to lure Sister Moni out but the real killer move.
So, the ambushers along the way weren't necessary at all.
Plus, Reed's body before his eyes.
Killing the captain of the school security team, if it was for the sake of intimidation, the body alone would have been enough, there was no need to make the body look like this and it was even more so when there weren't any special arrangements.
It was … an unnecessary move!
That's right, an unnecessary move!
"If it was the Wayne family who made the move, they wouldn't have held back like this, at least they would have used their strength in one direction, unless …"
"More than one party made a move against St. Paolo School!"
"Two parties?
No, no, it's three parties!
At least three parties are eyeing St. Paolo School like a tiger watching its prey! "
Kieran's squinted eyes were shining brightly.
Why do you think?
Wasn't the treasure of the Church of Dawn enough?
That gold that could form waves could crush a man to death!
Whether it was the greedy gold?
Or … the guardians.
Kieran looked up again at Reed who died with grievances and then at the sorrowful elderly sister. He didn't say anything else and walked into the heavy rain.
At this moment, any words would be powerless and feeble.
When words were useless, try your best to take action.
Kieran always thought that the saying was right.
A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.
A debt of blood must be paid in blood!
Fuaa, Fuaa Fuaa!
Unknowingly, the rain got heavier.
The bell beside the school field was rung.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
The bell tore through the rainy night, the security team members were sending their captain off.
They carefully tidied up their captain, trying their best to make him look more presentable. Everyone's eyes were red, many of them were wiping away the tears at the corner of their eyes.
The sorrowful atmosphere was gathering.
But further away, a few malicious gazes were hiding behind the heavy rain, sizing up the scene with ridicule.
They were like hungry wolves showing their claws or venomous snakes baring their fangs.
They were sizing up their prey, thinking about where they should bite.
Suddenly …
KABOOM!
An earth-shattering explosion sounded.
It came from the outskirts of the city.
It came from the direction of the Wayne family manor.
The city was completely awakened in the rainy night.
The people were looking at the direction with doubtful and anxious gazes.
Especially those who had ulterior motives and were hiding in the dark.
Looking at the night sky that was lit up by the fire under the heavy rain, everyone's heart had a bad feeling.
It seemed like …
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