Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 30 The Tarot Club Gathers
Just when Frank was intoxicated with his mastery of hybridization technology and was improving, the door of his room was kicked open roughly.

A hot woman wearing tight black clothing made of fish-skin-like material rushed into the room, stepping unscrupulously into the dirt composed of unknown mucus, minced meat, and dead silky plant veins on the ground, completely Ignoring the pile of strange creatures by the wall, he grabbed Frank Lee by the collar and ran out of the cabin with him.

"Nina...?" Frank looked blankly at the sexy Sequence 6 "Blessed One" on board.Of course, although the other party's style of dressing is quite bold, he never wears much where it should be exposed, and his figure is also quite beautiful, but Frank's eyes don't have any relevant thoughts.In his eyes, there are only two kinds of things in the world: those that can be planted in the soil and those that cannot be planted in the soil.

"Shut up and don't talk too much, the captain wants you to go over."

The other party's face with distinct facial features was a little anxious. Since she was promoted to Sequence 6 not long ago, her temper has become more and more irritable.Of course, it is also possible that she is pregnant with the child of the navigator Otolov—in Frank’s view, Autolov is old enough to be Nina’s father—but this is not a problem that Frank often considers.

"There seems to be something wrong with your mushrooms. Two demigods came and asked the captain to help them solve the problem."

Nina waved her hands irritably, as if she was trying to drive away invisible flying insects.

When they came to the door of the captain's cabin, Nina knocked on the door with a "bang bang bang", and a clear female voice came from inside.

"Tell him to come in alone."

Nina raised her leg and kicked Frank's wide buttocks like a millstone, causing him to stagger two steps, and entered the captain's cabin, and then closed the door of the captain's cabin, creating a conversation environment for the captain and Frank. space.

In front of Frank, apart from "The Sun" Derrick and "Magician" Forsi, there was another person sitting on the armchair in the center of the captain's cabin, wearing a black-bottomed robe with silver spots like stars. , a black-haired woman wearing an old brass balance pendant on her chest.The other party looked at Frank with complicated eyes, as if thinking about how to speak.

"Queen of the Stars" Cattleya considered her words for a while, but finally gave up, and said to the half-giant behind her, "Mr. Berg, first verify whether he has been affected by any strange things."

"Ok."

Derrick didn't say much, and simply stretched out his right hand, letting a bright, clean and warm golden light fall on Frank Lee's body.This is the ability of "No Darkness". They are extremely sensitive to the existence of evil spirits, and they can use various similar methods to detect whether the target is really possessed by evil existence.Derrick believed that under his own probing, even the secrets of Amon's clone would be discovered by him if he was a little careless.

The pure light shone on Frank Lee just like that. However, there was no scene of the black mist evaporating as Derrick imagined, and there was not even a scream. Frank Lee just smiled honestly and scratched his head. Scratching his hair, he pulled off a strange three-in-one suckling pig-wheat-mushroom object stuck to his hand, and shook it vigorously, letting the mushroom-like object hang softly and quietly.

"Is there any problem, Captain?" Frank smiled honestly, like a child over 200 pounds.

The three members of the Tarot Society looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

……

Hillston District, Salma Cafe, Altaïr was sitting in the hall outside the cafe quietly drinking coffee, the warm sun at noon in early winter, which was rarely seen in Backlund, shone on him, making him because of the After trekking in the cold wind all morning, his stiff body gradually warmed up, and the blood flow began to ease.

While stirring the coffee with a teaspoon of sugar, Altaïr used his other hand to flip through the photocopies of the file that smelled of inferior ink that he had just received from the police station.Those were the dossiers of vicious criminal cases such as rape and homicide that Lolotta helped him obtain in recent months.

If he used his identity as a private detective to investigate these documents, there is a high probability that he would be rejected directly by the other party.However, every Nighthawk is at least a senior inspector. Even if you don't rely on your status as a Nighthawk, but only rely on your position in the police system, getting these materials is just a matter of words.

Next, Altaïr brought Ms. Lolotta to the agreed Salma Cafe as promised, and paid her the first annual fee of 10 pounds. Now she should be enjoying the knee pillow service in the box inside.

Hope she won't be blacklisted by this store.Thinking of this, Altaïr couldn't help stretching out his hand, and tapped his chest four times.

Altaïr took a sip of coffee, pulled himself together, and began to examine the files carefully.

"In the past two months, a total of 63 rape cases have been reported or confirmed in the East District...the number of unreported cases may be even more."

Watching and watching, Altaïr's brows gradually tightened.According to this calculation, there will be at least one related case in the Eastern District on average every day, and the case closure rate is terribly low, even less than 20%... and the maximum punishment for criminals is nothing more than a caning plus two pounds fine.

Looking at these files, Altaïr lost the mood to drink coffee for a while.Because of his aura of keeping strangers away when he was serious about reading, the maid who was supposed to dress him stood tremblingly in the distance and dared not come over.

Altaïr picked up a pencil, and began to mark the location of each case on the map of the Eastern District, and then drew non-overlapping circles that passed through these locations one after another, and put all the locations of the crime that were approximately on the same circle circle it.

If the other party still retained his sanity, then he would not choose a location closer to his hiding place.Altaïr used a blue pencil to connect several points in the outer circle with a line, marked the position of the intersection point, and then continued to draw a circle with the intersection point as the center, trying to enclose more crime locations on the circle.

Then, there are only a few possible locations where the other party may have committed the crime.Altaïr took out a red pencil and circled the centers of the three circles involving the most crime locations.And the opponent's daily activity radius is his footsteps. In order to eliminate the negative effects of magical items, he is unlikely to take a stagecoach to find a target, which will expose more problems.

Of course, if the other party has already lost some of his sanity, then he will not consider these issues, and will only look for the nearest object to vent his desire. Then, his approximate positions are these few.Altaïr changed to a red pencil, repeated the procedure above, and made several blue circles.

If the other party is in the red circle, then it means that the other party is still rational, has anti-reconnaissance capabilities, and is relatively dangerous... and if the other party is in the blue circle, as long as the tracker does not over-investigate and make the other party feel dangerous, there will be basically no harm question……

Altaïr thought for a while, and decided to wait until Ian's investigation had results, and then combine this speculative map with the location map of the opponent's hotel, so that the scope could be further narrowed down.

He decided to investigate the situation inside the red circle by himself, and then handed over the relatively less dangerous investigation task to the bounty hunters.This was not entirely due to the spirit of a gentleman, but because Altaïr was worried that those bounty hunters would alert the craftsman and ask him to take action in advance or escape from Backlund, so that his mission would be completely ruined.

"Becklund..."

Altaïr sighed and put away the file.He also lost interest completely, and left the coffee shop after saying hello to Lolotta.

"Didn't you think of this before?"

A pleasant female voice came from behind Altaïr, but in Altaïr's memory, there should be only a white wall behind him!
Altaïr bounced like an electric shock, subconsciously punched his backhand, propped up his body with the other hand, flipped and landed on the sofa on the other side, facing the side where the sound came from.

"Relax...it's me."

The other party's voice was a bit helpless, and Altaïr took a closer look, and it was Miss Audrey who was wearing a dark blue cloak.The surrounding maids turned a blind eye to all this, as if Altaïr just yawned just now.

"Sorry... This is the instinctive reaction of an assassin when someone approaches him." Altaïr shyly withdrew his hand from Miss Audrey's slightly raised wrist.

"It's okay... Let's go back to the topic just now. Your investigation is progressing faster than I thought... I didn't expect you to be an excellent detective. For a detective like you, I'm only in "Detective Moriarty" I've seen it in the collection."

Audrey nodded slightly and praised.

"It's just a little basic logical thinking ability." Altaïr said modestly.

"You don't have to be humble..." Audrey smiled, and then said seriously: "I'm going to leave for a while. I can still hear your prayers, but it's hard to give you timely support."

(PS: Exam on Saturday, no update for one day. The future update time will be changed back to [-]:[-] pm. For double update, chapter [-]:[-] noon and chapter [-]:[-] pm)
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