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Chapter 1106 1104. Detective Afeng's Death Reasoning
At this time, on the Heart of Ptolemy, which was flying rapidly towards the Holy City of the Church of the Fiery Sun, in the edge cabin, Afeng, who had just become an orthodox low-level priest of the Church of the Dead Moon, was sitting at a mechanical table with a piece of paper in front of him, thinking hard about something.

He should not have been on this spaceship heading to the Holy City of the Sun. His identity and status were inferior, and he was completely inadequate to participate in the Songhai Empire's action of activating the Giant God Soldier to solve the current troubles, but he had a good mentor.

The little mummy who accompanied the two heirs of the empire on the mission strongly requested Afeng to go along, so he got on the ship in a daze.

Afeng knew that it was Nefertari protecting him.

In the chaotic scene when the Pharaoh was assassinated before, Afeng was unable to break out with Qin Ye and the others. Now he has become the only player in Palace Mountain. Moreover, his situation is very special. He cannot be resurrected infinitely like other players. Once he is left in Palace Mountain, who knows what kind of trouble he might cause.

At this moment, while feeling emotional, Afeng couldn't help but think that his mother's previous overly harsh protection of him now seemed to be justified. He encountered such an exciting situation when he left Transia for a long journey for the first time.

Depend on!
The world outside is really dangerous.

However, at the moment, the journey to the Holy City of the Sun on the Heart of Ptolemy cannot be considered safe. At least the dangerous hidden danger in Afeng's mind has not been eliminated.

As a surgeon with a doctorate degree, Afeng has rigorous enough logic to review the entire process of the Pharaoh's attack on his own and infer the murderer through his own thinking. What's more, he also has a "plug-in".

What happened that night has been posted on the forum by players, becoming the most popular post in the past two days. There is even a reasoning activity called "Who Assassinated the Pharaoh" on the Transia Tavern APP.

It has indeed attracted a group of script-killing and werewolf-killing enthusiasts to use their divergent thinking.

Although they are limited by the channels for obtaining information and can only obtain details from the images taken by Saison, most of the speculations are absurd or untenable, but the saying that there are masters among the people is not an empty talk. Afeng has currently summarized several logical replays with the highest likes from forums and APPs, and is now comparing them alone in the cabin to try to find the real culprit.

Just as he was thinking, the hatch quietly opened, and a little mummy dressed in mourning clothes walked in, leaning on a double-snake cane.

Her "Songhai mourning hat" outfit was not for the poor Pharaoh. After all, Thutmose II had not died yet with the help of Murphy. Considering the characteristics of the Beta program restraint device, it can be determined that the Pharaoh was in a strange superposition state of "neither life nor death", just like a guy who needed a golden toilet to survive.

Nefertari's ceremonial attire was for her mentor, High Priest Bayek, to wear.

According to the news sent back from the Holy City of the Moon, at the same time as the Pharaoh was assassinated, High Priest Bayek was assassinated in the underworld chamber of the Holy City of the Moon and has died. Although the old man could not be called "alive" hundreds of years ago, the fact that it was officially reported meant that High Priest Bayek had indeed met with an accident, which is "death" for the undead.

"Are you ok?"

A Feng raised his head, looked at the silent Nefertari, and asked:

"You keep mentioning High Priest Bayek. He must be very important to you. My condolences."

"Instead of asking me to express my condolences, why not let those bastards who did such bad things express their condolences!"

Nefertari said in a cold tone:

"The mentor's death will not be in vain. I will make the murderer pay the heaviest price. What's more, do you really think that old man is dead? What a joke! He has seen more storms and waves in his life than you and I have eaten. He must have a backup plan.

Maybe my mentor is hiding in some dark corner right now, trying to catch the mastermind behind this chaos.

But what are you doing?
I have been painting in the cabin since I got on board."

"Analyze the murder case and find the murderer."

A Feng trusted the little mummy very much. He did not hide his actions and handed her several mind maps in his hand, saying:

"We have mobilized a lot of mystery enthusiasts in our hometown to review the case together. They have provided a lot of valuable ideas. You may want to take a look. It may be helpful to you."

Nefertari looked down and saw that the mind map in front of her was quite complicated.

It starts from the perspective of "whoever benefits is the murderer", lists several suspects or forces, and uses simple charts to simulate the motives of each force to do this. Finally, it reviews the assassination that night from the simulated perspective of "If I were the murderer".

I have to say that this logical system is very smooth. Apart from the lack of evidence, even the little mummy himself was convinced.

She stared at it for a moment, then raised her head and said to Afeng:

"So, do you really believe that the Church of the Dead Moon and the Church of the Blazing Sun might be involved? Also, why are my name and the mentor's name among the suspects?"

"Because the timing of High Priest Bayek's death was too coincidental."

Afeng explained:
"This trick of deliberately creating an alibi to clear suspicion has been played out in various movies and TV dramas over there. Of course, you also saw that this guy marked this guess as less likely.

You can look at the second picture, where another guy analyzed it from the perspective of political game and social resource scramble.

He elaborated in detail on the conflict between religious forces and royal power within the Songhai Empire, especially the severe squeeze of the Creator's faith on the Dead Moon and Fiery Sun Churches.

Because the Songhai people believe in the Creator and regard it as the premise of their existence, there are actually no truly "devout believers" in the Dead Moon Church and the Fiery Sun Church. Every one of you priests has two beliefs at the same time, which is simply fatal to the long-term development of the church's power.

If it is not pure enough, various problems will arise. The unique belief system of the Songhai people is unimaginable in other parts of the mainland.

Although your ancestors did use the theory of "death and rebirth planned by the Creator" to forcibly unify the three beliefs, this thing can only be used for lip service during scripture debates. It is difficult for true believers like you to gain real benefits from this unified theory.

More importantly, if we apply the logic of this world's belief system, then the symbols of faith of the Church of the Fiery Sun and the Church of the Dead Moon, that is, the gods of rebirth and death, have not appeared yet. Perhaps the biggest reason is that the Songhai people have devoted most of their faith to the Creator.

But the funniest thing is that the creator has long gone away and does not need the Songhai people to offer their faith at all.

Therefore, if the faith of ordinary people is regarded as a kind of "special resource", then the Songhai Empire has been squandering this precious resource for more than a thousand years."

Ah Feng lay on the table with his chin supported by his hands, and talked to Little Mummy, a high-ranking member of the Church of the Dead Moon:
"It took the Gnolls a hundred years to create the Lord of the Hunt, a real symbol of faith. It took the Wamu only a few hundred years to create their own Berserker. However, the Songhai people spent more than a thousand years and failed to create the Lord of the Blazing Sun or the God of Death.

This is unreasonable in itself given the super-large size of the empire's population.

Therefore, my compatriots judged that the Church of the Dead Moon and the Church of the Blazing Sun are the forces in the current imperial system that are most motivated to overthrow the belief in the Creator, and they do have enough ability to do so.

Do you have any explanation for this conclusion, which seems to you to be quite unconventional? "

"No, it's not. Logically, it's perfect. So perfect that I start to doubt myself."

The little mummy replied in a tone of "I'll just listen to you."

She casually flipped through the mind map in her hand and found something interesting on the fourth page.

This picture does not start from the macro level of faith and politics, but focuses on the detailed restoration of the scene of the pharaoh's assassination. The guy who made this picture even drew a sketch.

He used marks to explain each area of ​​the scene, discarded all unfounded speculation, and instead used the most pragmatic approach to list the people at the scene who were most likely to have poisoned the Pharaoh.

The most suspicious person in this picture is Crown Prince Khufu, followed by Princess Friel and Queen Songhai, and then several captains of the kings' guards.

There was nothing surprising up to this point, but following the lines extending downward from the top of the Palace Hill, the little mummy soon discovered that among the murderers that the map was trying to find, those who were not at the scene were also suspects.

Just as Afeng said, the trick of creating an alibi to clear suspicion has been played out in movies and TV dramas in other worlds.

“This picture is interesting.”

The little mummy held it up and said:

"This man thought that anyone who had touched the bottle of poisoned wine was a suspect, but what he didn't know was that because Pharaoh didn't like drinking, the bottle of wine was taken out of the wine cellar by the queen herself that night.

The ritual mead was not selected according to the Pharaoh's taste but in accordance with traditional laws. There were more than 3,000 bottles of mead in the cellar, and the queen just randomly picked one. Unless the other party had poisoned all the wine, there was no way this link would go wrong.

After it was taken out, it was placed in an ice bucket and sent to the palace along with the Queen and Princess Freya. During the whole process, only routine inspectors touched it. There were three inspection items, one of which was to pass the bottle opening test by the poison master of the Dead Moon Church.

The second is through the spiritual purification of the priests of the Church of the Fiery Sun.

The third is that before the Pharaoh drinks it, it will be randomly drunk by one of the three poison testers, and only after confirmation will it be delivered to the Pharaoh.

But the accident happened in the third stage. That night, it was Crown Prince Khufu who took the initiative to pour the wine for His Majesty, and there was no poison tester to drink it. "

"So, there are three suspects."

A Feng propped up his chin and said:
"Anyone in the three tests could have tampered with the drug. The drug tester can be ruled out. From the most realistic point of view, one of the two people who took the test that night was the murderer."

"that."

Nefertari couldn't hold it in any longer. She stepped forward and screamed:
"The person who tested the food and drinks in the Blazing Sun Church that night was Priest Berdinos. He couldn't have done such a thing. So what you mean is that I, who conducted toxin tests on the drinks on behalf of the Dead Moon Church that night, am the perpetrator, right?
This is ridiculous! "

"Don't be impatient. I've already said that this is just a judgment based on the most realistic logic. Although it is logical, it may not be correct. There are all kinds of strange magic in this world. Maybe someone replaced the wine remotely with some secret method?"

Afeng was also amused by the conclusion he and the little mummy came to.

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He waved his hands and said:

"I believe it was definitely not you who did it. You have absolutely no reason or motivation to do such a thing, unless your brain was flooded and your condition worsened and you became schizophrenic. However..."

A Feng paused, looked at the little mummy with a subtle look, and asked:
"Why do you think that Priest Berdinos would not do such a thing? Is it just because he is the future son-in-law of the Pharaoh?"

"No! Not only because Berdinos is deeply in love with my best friend Friel, but also because the ethics and beliefs of the priest Berdinos do not allow him to do such a thing.

He is the most devout believer of the Fiery Sun, and the most outstanding genius in the Holy City of the Sun in the past hundred years. He was born in a poor family but has a strong mind. He has spent twenty years providing free medical treatment to civilians in oases across the empire. Many people call him the 'Saint of the Fiery Sun', and he is extremely talented in the field of purifying spiritual energy. "

The little mummy counted on his fingers and said:

“It is said that on the day he became a priest of the blazing sun, the demigod Palom, the sun scarab demigod in the astral plane, was alarmed. The blazing sun worm sent down its glow on him, representing the demigod’s recognition of his intelligence and talent.

It was because of that incident that Berdinos became a high-ranking official in the Holy City of the Sun and Palom's chosen one.

The Pharaoh summoned him personally and appointed him as the palace defense officer. He also asked him to accompany Crown Prince Khufu, as if he was planning to train him as a pillar of the empire. He also betrothed his daughter, the most outstanding and beautiful girl in the entire Songhai Empire, to him.

He only needs to continue along his current life path to become a great figure who will go down in history. Whether from the perspective of personal interests or political power, he has no reason to do such a bad thing! "

"It sounds true, but if this matter is related to Twilight, it's hard to say. After all, there are few normal people in the Twilight Organization. And to use an old saying to describe the current situation, after ruling out all impossibilities, even if the conclusion is outrageous, it must be the fact."

Ah Feng snorted and looked at the hourglass on the table and said:
"Come with me to the mechanical laboratory in the airship. I made something there. The results should be out by now."

After saying this, he opened the door and walked towards the mechanical laboratory with the unhappy and unhappy little mummy, and took out three more test tubes from a device similar to a centrifuge. The liquids inside were very pure and showed three different colors.

"what is this?"

The little mummy asked in surprise, and Afeng shrugged and explained:

“This device is used to mix special oil for the Heart of Ptolemy. Its principle is very similar to the centrifuge we have over there, so I used it to separate the components of the sample I took out of the poisoned wine that night.

It seems to be working well now.

You see, the three main ingredients in the poisonous wine have been extracted. Of course, they are not pure. In order to ensure the sample quantity, I added some base liquid I made myself, but it will not generally destroy the medicinal ingredients.

You happen to be a master of toxins, can you help me see what's in here?"

"You are really capable, Afeng, I underestimated you."

Nefertari curled her lips and put the three different test tubes under her nostrils and sniffed them. She quickly came to a conclusion:
"What was separated from the first test tube was an alchemical item used to cover up the smell. It's a preservative used by the Church of the Dead Moon. It can perfectly eliminate the odor on corpses. Damn it! Only people in the Church of the Dead Moon know the formula for this thing.

It suddenly occurred to me that your previous outrageous speculation about the conflict of faiths didn't seem so ridiculous.

Am I really the murderer?"

She exclaimed, then picked up the second test tube and carefully examined it under her nostrils.

This time it took longer, and Nefertari's nose was deformed by the pull of the rune bandage.

"The ingredients in this are very complex, with many flavors mixed together. I can't accurately determine the ingredients, but I can be sure that it is definitely not wine. But there is no chaos aura left. That unscientific and unmagical thing should have been transferred into the Pharaoh's body through fusion and penetration when he drank the wine."

"Alas, I knew that whenever these supernatural powers were involved, the power of scientific analysis would be greatly reduced."

A Feng shook his head in disappointment.

It seems that his analysis of the ingredients of the poisonous wine will also fail.

However, the little mummy was a person who saw things through to the end. Although she did not smell the drug ingredients in the second test tube, she still picked up the third test tube and put it under her nostrils and sniffed it.

As a result of this sniff, the little mummy's hands began to tremble.

This action immediately attracted Afeng's attention, and he said puzzledly:

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the contents of this test tube?"

"No problem. This is a common additive for alchemical items. It comes from something called 'Saprophytic Flower'. The content is very small, but it was purified using a very clever method. This thing will only grow in areas where there are a large number of undead."

Nefertari's voice was shaking, and she stammered:
"But the problem is that before in Origin Port, Fulier and I found traces of saprophytic flowers in Berdinos's meditation room. Oh my God! Oh my God. It was him! He really did it."

"boom"

The door of the mechanical laboratory was pushed open at this moment. A Feng reacted quickly and stepped forward to hug the little mummy, causing the sun priest Berdinos, who had just peeked in, to look in surprise at the two undead who were hiding here and doing nothing.

But when he saw Afeng's hand on Nefertari's butt, Lord Berdinos immediately turned his face away.

He is a well-educated gentleman, so it's better for him not to watch such things that would give him corns if he peeped.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your tryst, but we're about to arrive at the Holy City of the Sun. Please get ready."

The Fiery Sun Priest spoke gently, then closed the door and left. The trembling little mummy in A Feng's arms gritted his teeth and said:
"I'm going to kill him! That bastard! He did it!"

"Don't worry, the Holy City of the Sun is their territory."

A Feng said softly:
"You go to Princess Fulier. I'll be with His Highness Khufu. You must ensure their safety. Then we can only act according to circumstances. Wait for me to post a message on the forum first! We can't handle this kind of thing. We must mobilize people.

I hope Mr. Murphy can still be as magical as before and come to our side when we need him. Otherwise,
Everybody has to finish the game.”

(End of this chapter)