The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 51 Don't think about it
"This time the conflict between the Salvation Army and our St. Mellon Diocese is well known. To be fair, the body of Lieutenant Charles is still waiting for an autopsy at the notary office of the Public Security Department." He paused: "They said that Anthony shot and killed him." He, but you don't think so, do you?"

Joe had to admit it was true.

The two priests Petty sent to assist him, or to monitor his work, were eccentric but respectable.

"I know that witchcraft can cause that result." Petit pointed to his heart: "If you put a bullet here in advance, and then use witchcraft to ignite the gunpowder, it can indeed fake the consequences of the shooting, but The shell casings will stay."

"Wizards can do that?" Joe was astonished.

He felt miraculous at first, and soon felt troubled.

Once the possible intervention of supernatural forces is considered, all cases will be full of doubts and entanglements.

"Of course I can. Witchcraft is to use the power of the elements of nature for your own use. Even for apprentices, it is not difficult to ignite a fire in the air." Petit's statement is a bit novel compared to the doctrine, and it is even considered to be true in the eyes of some conservatives. Go out of the way.

"Second Lieutenant Charles showed some abnormalities in the last few hours of his life. Before he died, he seemed to be trying to find a young man in the workhouse under the pretext of looking for missing soldiers. That may be you. This is probably instigated by the Holy Grail Society Or manipulating his mind. But because of his past experience, this doubt was not accepted by the courts of both parties.”

"We found the location of the bullet casing at the scene. It was still hot when it fell off the bullet. According to the traces of its burning on the weeds and wet mud on the ground, we can be sure that it did not fall out of Anthony's gun, because The distance is wrong. But it cannot be used as evidence in a trial."

"So, I applied for a special person to go over to further examine the wounds of the corpse. However, considering that the city's military department has not had any superhumans join for a long time, and the way of thinking is still the same as it was 50 years ago, they will probably hinder us for a while and fight for the boring right to speak And prestige. And those who caused this incident will definitely destroy the traces on the corpse during that period of time. Once the corpse is destroyed, we and the high-level military department will definitely indulge in the pleasure of blaming each other, and have no time to manage business. "

"Then how can we solve those rammed goods?"

Just talking to Petit about how disrespectful the church is, and Joe Mani doesn't give the military department a good look.

Although he is from the military, it doesn't mean he has any affection for the military.

It should be said that he hated the Kingdom's military because he had been a soldier.

At the beginning, a large number of people were encouraged by their school teachers to go to the battlefield. Although Joe was lucky not to go to the front line, many of his classmates and friends failed to come back.

People in the military did not show sympathy to these soldiers, and the families of too many soldiers who died in battle did not receive fair compensation.

Peti shook his head lightly: "It's impossible to solve them, but I have persuaded the people of the General Public Security Bureau to let them send the most elite security officers to take care of the corpses in turn. This was the case until the body of Second Lieutenant Charles was sent to the hospital. When the corpse leaves the notary office, we will also send someone to accompany it all the way, which can prevent the Holy Grail Society from touching the corpse to the greatest extent."

"What if the Holy Grail hadn't come to destroy the corpse?"

"what do you mean?"

"Even if the traces of witchcraft are exposed, it doesn't prove that a third party intervened? The Salvation Army people have been talking about it, maybe they really know some witchcraft." Joe shrugged, he was not optimistic. this arrangement.

"Don't worry, the Salvation Army people are not contemptible heretics."

Petty confides worse when Jo is relieved: "They're real heathens."

"what?"

Joe hadn't reacted yet.

Although paranoid, the Salvation Army is also known in the military for its firm beliefs. He didn't expect Father Petit to give them a pagan evaluation.

"Don't they also believe in the Father?"

"They just thought they were believing in the Father." Patty looked into Joe's blue eyes: "I don't know what voices they heard in the depths of those oceans and polar regions, but those voices obviously didn't come from the Father, and they didn't have composure They can’t even get rid of those auditory hallucinations. Such people can’t even meditate, and it’s impossible to master the ability to cast spells.”

"That's right."

Joe thought for a while, and then wondered: "You are so sure that the sheriff can resist the secret operations of the Holy Grail Society. Could it be that they can resist wizards?"

Peti went behind the table and sat down: "You will know later."

Now, too, he takes over for a day the director of the workshop, who has been brought in for questioning.

Until the director came back, he had to suspend his activities in the church, where there were other priests to help the abbot.

Marie Etta took ten days of vacation just to find the mysterious tall man.

Although this is not in line with the rules of the post office, Mary has never taken a vacation before this, and no one cares about her capriciousness once in a while.

St. Alvin's parish is far more messy than other areas.

Here, there is also valuable recycled white whale oil flowing in the mud, and the fishy smell can even penetrate into the bones of the residents. Rusty and damaged parts are inserted on the wall as anti-theft stabs, but there are also stabs that cause serious injuries to the homeowners. A case of death from tetanus.

Because it is close to the train station, a lot of valuable but unwanted garbage is thrown out of the car every day.

These things alone are enough to make the poor of the parish richer than elsewhere.

But the body is also worse,

So many people use bad whale oil here that tuberculosis has become almost a local specialty.

Marie Etta lived here, but when she was little, the place hadn't changed.

She misses her childhood.

She could still remember the people she knew at that time, and the people she can still regard as friends now are the same group as that time.

Because she only remembers them, on the other hand, the probability of continuing to be friends with them is also greater.

The girls from the Winged Angels Club make up the majority of her friends.

These girls have always refused Mary's favors, and even when they have fallen to this point, they hope to hold their heads up when facing their friends.

Because of the disparity in economic situation, they were slightly alienated, but they were still willing to talk to Mary.

Until recently, things have changed.

On the day Mary met the mysterious man, she walked into the club as in the past, but those friends hid in the dressing room and refused to meet her, and the request to write letters was also made through the door.

When Mary asked them why they refused to show up, their answer was simply "inconvenient to see people".

It was precisely because of this that she didn't chat with them much that day, but just wrote the letter as required, and hurriedly prepared to go back to the post office.

In the past few days, when she was looking for the man who was stalking the club and was most likely to be a detective, because of the last words he said, she also wondered if her friends had intervened in a certain incident, or had done something wrong, So that it attracted detectives to investigate them.

Mary searched for a few days, but the man never appeared again.

So she didn't bother to run around any more, and simply stood at the place where he and she met for the first time, leaning against the wall and waiting for him.

If someone who didn't know the inside story looked at it, they probably thought she was monitoring the strip club instead of that person's job.

A few days later, she also discovered the abnormality of her friends.

It seems like they don't go out anymore.

Mary couldn't forcefully break into the dressing room to ask what happened, she had to wait for the man to come over before asking about them.

She has been waiting for it today.
But instead of waiting for that man to appear, he waited until his friend went out.

A woman wrapped in a gray cloak emerged from the exit of the club.

Because the face was also tightly wrapped, leaving only a small space for observation, she didn't notice Mary's existence, and passed in front of her.

Marie Etta experienced for the first time what she had imposed on others.

"Sylvia."

She shouted into the winding alley. Although she didn't see the face, she could recognize that it was a friend she knew just by the figure and pace.

The petite figure wrapped in a cloak only trembled when he heard the shout, and instead of stopping, he quickened his pace, not caring about splashing sewage in the alley.

Mary didn't care even more, and just chased after her from the bottom of her heart.

"Sylvia, what's the matter with everyone recently? You can't tell me what trouble you have?"

They chased in the alleys, kicking up a few small stones and beer bottle caps from time to time, scaring away the mice that were foraging by the garbage.

Mary is not as familiar with the terrain here as the other party, but her running skills are better.

In less than 5 minutes, she caught up with the other party.

"Sylvia, should you really tell me what happened?"

Sylvia was still breathing, and Mary was able to calmly question her, and then she heard her friend screaming at her in a crying voice.

"Don't come near me!"

(End of this chapter)