Starting from the Dragon Tribe

"P-Excuse me, is the person outside... from the church? Father?"

After a long time, a timid girl's voice came from the house.

Leng Yue frowned slightly. They had been delayed in front of the door for a few minutes. A dagger with a cold light appeared in her hand. She decided to change the way of negotiation.

When Lu Chen saw this, he grabbed the other person's hand, not letting the scary weapon be exposed to the twelve or thirteen year old girl on the other side of the door.

His eyes indicated that he should leave it to me.

Then he leaned closer to the cat's eyes and showed a kind smile, "Little sister, don't be afraid, we are not bad people."

"Wow--"

There was a scream and the girl inside the door ran wildly again. She seemed to have accidentally stubbed her toe again and screamed in pain.

Lu Chen:......

Leng Yue curled up the corners of her mouth and said nothing, but she still revealed a little of her meaning.

We should be counting.

Click——

Lu Chen turned the door handle and opened the door in a civilized manner.

Oh, he would ask the local church to arrange for someone to replace the lock cylinder inside.

Entering the house, all kinds of cheap textiles were piled up, and Lu Chen and the others finally saw the full picture of the owner here.

She was a brown-haired girl about twelve or thirteen years old, about 1.6 meters tall, with a thin body, some small freckles on her face, and some rough facial features. At first glance, she looked like a girl living in poverty.

At this time, the girl was wearing tattered cotton clothes and was leaning against the wall at the end of the room. She was sitting there hugging her bare feet, sucking in the air-conditioning from the pain.

But when she saw the scary big brother breaking in, she was even more frightened and screamed loudly.

Leng Yue saw Lu Chen frowning, his body flashing, and he came to the girl. He half-lowered his body, held the girl's mouth with one hand, and said lightly: "Don't scream."

Lu Chen had some doubts about Leng Yue's usual way of clearing the mission world. He just felt embarrassed and was afraid that the girl's cry would attract other people in the area and cause bad misunderstandings.

The girl really stopped struggling and screaming because she saw that her sister, who was shorter than her, was holding a cold dagger in her other hand.

When Leng Yue let go of the girl's mouth, there were tears in the corners of the girl's eyes. She didn't know whether it was pain or fear. She said pitifully: "We don't have anything valuable at home..."

This was treating Lu Chen and the two as bandits who were breaking into a house.

Lu Chen took out a leather ID from his inner pocket and unfolded it for the girl to see, "Louise Messer, right? We are specially sent by the Morning Embrace Church to deal with your family's incident."

The girl opened her eyes wide and saw the introduction on Lu Chen's ID. He was really a priest, but she never understood why the church sent a priest to pray for her brother and send him to death?

Morning Embrace Church, since when has it cared so much about us poor people?

"Leng Yue, put your things away, we are civilized people."

Lu Chen reminded that Leng Yue's mythical main weapon plus 8 was really too intimidating to an ordinary girl.

He leaned down, pulled Louise up, touched her toes with vitality, and healed the girl's bruises.

Louise was surprised to see that her originally red and swollen toes had recovered, and some of the frostbite from earlier had disappeared and turned into white little feet.

"Morning Embrace Goddess, a little miracle."

Lu Chen smiled.

However, seeing Lu Chen laugh, Louise shrank back in fear. She always felt that this big brother was going to eat people.

But the miracle just now really shocked her. The other party healed her injury, just for a moment, which made her start to embrace the goddess with sincere faith.

"Brothers and sisters...are you really members of the church?"

Louise cautiously asked for confirmation again.

"That's right, we are here to express condolences on the one hand, and on the other hand we are here to investigate and find out the cause of death of your brother Colin Messer."

Lu Chen looked at the deep fear in Louise's eyes and felt a little uncomfortable. He used to be very popular with children.

In the original world, the children in the village always liked to surround themselves. How did it become like this?

"Brother...he...he...I don't believe he will commit suicide."

When it comes to her brother, the sadness in Louise's eyes overwhelms the fear. She only has one brother to depend on, and now she is the only one left.

"We are just here to find out about this matter. I'm sorry to cause you bad memories, but can you take us to your brother's room?"

Lu Chen tried to be as gentle as possible, trying to make the girl relax.

The local Morning Support Church had already checked it out once and recorded the information, but Lu Chen and Leng Yue thought they should come and take a look at the scene.

"Then... okay, you guys come with me..."

Louise spoke in a low voice, which was a sign of inferiority, not just because she was afraid of Lu Chen and Leng Yue.

This house is not big, only about fifty square meters in total. Except for the bathroom, there are two small rooms. There are only two people in the Messer family.

Louise opened the door on Lu Chen's right, "This is my brother's room. I...I...I don't dare to look, so I won't go in."

As soon as the door was opened, there was a faint smell of blood. Defia's local church did not deal with the cleaning scene, just for the higher-level night watchman to investigate.

The Morning Embrace Church here does not have a high-risk night watchman. In other words, there was originally one, but he died in the line of duty last year.

High-risk night watchmen are usually directly ordered by provincial and district churches, but they do not necessarily live in the province or district. They travel around the province and accept deployment at any time.

Lu Chen and Lengyue walked into the room. This bedroom was about ten square meters, which was larger than the small room where Lu Chen and Lu Lin originally lived.

The walls were covered with newspapers, probably to cover the cracks in the walls. A bed made of wood, an unstable table, and the blood-stained stool in the center of the room were all the furniture in this room. .

A cold, weird aura filled the room, and there were blood stains everywhere.

According to intelligence records, Colin Messer used a sharpened wooden thorn to cut several veins on his body and gouged out his eyes in his room.

The final cause of death, according to the forensic judgment, was suffocation.

He sat on this stool and strangled himself to death.

Without the help of rope tools or mechanisms, contrary to common sense, he strangled himself to death with both hands.

Lu Chen looked back at Louise who was squatting in the corner. She was the first person to discover it. One can imagine how much psychological shadow this kind of thing brought to a twelve or thirteen year old girl.

Especially the deceased was her biological brother who raised her and took care of her for many years.

Lu Chen investigated the scene, turned around, and felt the mysterious aura extending out of the bedroom window, and then it stopped.

Sure enough, it wouldn't be that easy, otherwise the local church would have found the notebook long ago.

"Leng Yue, please investigate again, and I'll ask her."

Lu Chen was not good at investigating details and reasoning, but Leng Yue, as an assassin, should have certain professionalism.

If that doesn't work, he can also collect information and ask Brother Chu who is far away in the country of steam and machinery to help him provide advice.

"Miss Louise, are you okay?"

Lu Chen brought the empty-eyed Louise back to her senses, and the girl shuddered again.

Louise glanced at the crack in the half-open door, crossed her hands on both shoulders, and buried her head in her knees, "I...did my brother really commit suicide?"

This was the conclusion that investigators had told her before, but she didn't believe it.

My brother is such a bright and cheerful person. He works hard to move goods at the dock every day, improves the living conditions at home, and is full of longing for the future.

My brother also said that he would take him to live in the inner city and send him to school. He said that he would help him find a qualified husband in the future.

Louise still remembered that when they talked about this, she laughed and said that her brother had to find a wife first.

But my brother just scratched his head and said with a naive smile that he would make more money later.

She still remembers the day before her brother died, on the morning when he went out, he smiled so brightly after eating the breakfast he made.

How could such a person commit suicide?

Louise looked at her calloused hands, which were left over from years of sewing. She was working very hard. The textiles in the house were her masterpieces. They were originally supposed to be sent to the city where she was hired in exchange for money. Yes, but she stayed in the house these days and didn't want to go anywhere.

What to do in exchange for money?

Buying fresh rye bread? Or are you adding a small can of cream?

It was a delicious combination, and the person who probably tasted the delicious food with her is no longer there.

She doesn't want money, she just wants her brother back.

But at present, what she wants to know most is the true cause of her brother's death. She never believes that her brother committed suicide and that he died in that way.

"I can tell you the truth, but you have to sign a confidentiality agreement and be mentally prepared."

Lu Chen said in a deep voice.

Louise raised her head from her knees, and the timidity in her brown eyes disappeared, replaced by determination, "I want to know, I don't want my brother to die in an unknown way."

Lu Chen and the girl looked at each other, "You have a good brother. He didn't commit suicide. It was something else that killed him."

There was a hint of relief in Louise's eyes. Her brother did not commit suicide. Despite our hardships, there is still hope.

But the next moment her eyes dimmed again, because the fire of hope had been extinguished.

"You may have seen the thing that killed him."

Lu Chen tried to guide Louise.

Louise wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I remember, my brother came back that night, his expression was a little dull, and he kept holding this notebook."

"Then what?"

Lu Chen nodded. Louise had already reported these things to the investigators, but he wanted to hear if there was any new explanation.

Louise stood up. This twelve or thirteen-year-old girl seemed to have found her target, her eyes became determined. Although she was thin, her soul was strong.

"I want to ask my brother what it is and why he bought an expensive-looking notebook... because the black notebook has a leather exterior that looks like very expensive craftsmanship."

Louise recalled, "But my brother shook his head and said he had picked it up."

Louise closed her eyes, "I should have stopped my brother... maybe if I grabbed the notebook and threw it away, nothing would have happened."

Lu Chen didn't answer. For ordinary people in the land abandoned by the gods, they had no resistance in the face of weirdness. Louise couldn't change the outcome at all.

"I was curious and asked to show it to me, but my brother, who was always gentle and doting on me, refused. Not only that, he looked at me very warily, stood up, hugged the notebook tightly, and said is his."

Louise recalled the scene at that time. The young man in cotton clothes had a ferocious look on his face. He was spitting out words and kept repeating "This is mine!"

"I was frightened by my brother's expression at the time, but I thought that the notebook recorded some little secrets on the dock and was from his workplace. My brother's abnormality was also interpreted by me as fatigue from work."

Louise continued, "After my brother yelled, he calmed down a little and apologized to me again, saying that he was tired and needed to rest early, so he returned to his room, and at eight o'clock in the evening... no, It must have been almost nine o'clock when I knocked on the door and asked my brother if he was hungry because he had not finished his dinner. My brother said that he was not hungry and was ready to go to bed. I was not suspicious..."

At this point, Louise felt a little regretful, "If I had been more determined to go in and take a look..."

"Then you will probably be the second person to die."

Lu Chen didn't know how to comfort people, he could only explain it with straightforward facts.

"It's that notebook, it's that notebook, right!?"

Louise reached out, unable to control her suppressed emotions, and tightly grasped Lu Chen's collar, wanting to know the answer.

"Miss Louise, calm down."

At this time, Leng Yue came out of the room and pulled Louise away. She was also humane and felt pity for this girl. At this time, she was afraid that Louise would anger this terrible boss.

In fact, of course Lu Chen didn't care too much about this. He just straightened his clothes and said, "Is there anything else you want to add?"

Louise calmed down a little, "I told the people who came to investigate before that the same thing, there should be nothing missing..."

At this point, she paused, seeming to remember something.

Lu Chen and Leng Yue didn't interrupt. It took about three minutes before Louise spoke, "When I went to knock on the door to deliver the meal, I seemed to hear my brother faintly muttering to himself through the door... 'This is mine. ', 'Maybe I should...'"

Louise looked in pain, "I didn't hear the rest of the words clearly. After knocking on the door, my brother yelled that he was going to rest."

After hearing this, combined with the church's preliminary investigation information and the characteristics of the Death Note itself, Lu Chen probably guessed the cause of Clin Messer's death.

The Death Note is a special mysterious item with high-risk lethality, which means that even high-risk Night Watchmen may encounter unexpected events when faced with its abilities.

However, this notebook is not actively aggressive under normal conditions. Its characteristic is that if you write a person's name and know what the person looks like, you can make that person die, and the way of death is uncertain.