The rain was heavy and the sky was getting darker, but it did not hinder the enthusiasm of the newspaper reporters at all. .

They stared wide and looked at the direction of the playground of St. Paul's school.

A three- or four-meter-high wooden stake was there. A head was placed at the top of the wooden stake. The lower part was a pierced body, and the arms and legs were placed on both sides of the stake in proportion. Looking at the wooden stake from a distance, it seemed like a small giant with deformity.

But anyone who is close can feel the blood in it.

Cruel dismemberment!

Strange arrangement!

For ordinary people, they are fears that are beyond their reach, but for these reporters, it is a rare material. They all hold the umbrella on their shoulders, press the umbrella handle with their right wrist, hold the pencil in their hands, and quickly draw everything down. Some reporters who completed the description one step ahead of time focused on the police officers around them, especially after seeing John walking down from the carriage.

"Sheriff, what do you think of this homicide?"

"Sheriff, is the murderer provoking the police?"

"Sheriff, are you confident of catching such a murderer?"

...

The questioning that was scattered was even more unacceptable than the bad weather.

John, who was already in a heavy mood because of another murder, was completely as deep as water at this time. If he hadn't been concerned about bad reports, John would never mind letting these boring guys taste the power of his fists.

And now?

"Karl? Carl?"

The sheriff shouted loudly.

The young policeman quickly ran out of the campus.

"Sheriff!"

Carl, who was soaked by heavy rain, bowed.

"The guard range is expanded by 50 meters and anyone who breaks through the guard range will be arrested as a suspect!"

The sheriff ordered.

"yes!"

Carl answered loudly.

Then, there was a storm in front of St. Paul's school.

"No!"

"You can't do this!"

"We have the right to know!"

...

The reporters began to protest, but the protests were ineffective.

Under Carl's leadership, more than a dozen policemen who were poured into flames in the rain were like moving walls, pushing the reporters step by step to the distance.

Among them, a few of the irritable tempers didn't mind waving their own rubber sticks.

John saw this scene.

If it was normal, he would stop it.

But at this moment, he won't.

It's not revenge, it's just for easier action.

While holding an umbrella, John helped the old nun walk out of the carriage, and said as if he was on his own: "2567, please!"

"Um."

A sound rang out in the pouring rain.

John subconsciously pursued the master of the voice, but saw nothing.

Although this is not the first time we have encountered such a situation, our sheriff was still surprised.

However, he did not forget the serious matters.

"Miss Moni, do you need a rest?"

"I'll help you back to your room!"

John said this.

But the old nun rejected such a proposal.

"I want to go and see the body!"

"Uh... OK!"

Faced with the old nun's firm tone, the sheriff finally chose to compromise.

But in my heart, I had already prepared.

The body appeared at St. Paul's school. If it had nothing to do with the school itself, John said he would not believe anything.

Before, the old nun had been stimulated to face the body of her student Totti. If she was stimulated, people in her prime would not be able to accept it, let alone an old man.

Everything was as John expected.

Those who die on the school playground are those of St. Paul's school.

It's still someone Qin Ran knew.

Lidd, the captain of the St. Paul's school guard team, a middle-aged man who is loyal to the old nun and is responsible for the school.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was dismembered on the spot.

Looking at the other party's body, Qin Ran's eyes glanced around.

But no discovery was made.

The unparalleled level [Tracing] has been able to find traces left by certain special existences, but no traces left by the murderer are found.

"It's not some special existence, or the category of 'normal people'. Is it just that I used the cover of rainy days to complete the murder?"

Qin Ran's eyes looked at the ground again.

The compacted ground was filled with rain. Although Qin Ran could still track some footprints, these traces quickly faded under the erosion of the rain.

There is no doubt that these footprints were left by later policemen.

As for the murderer?

I'm afraid it has disappeared long ago.

Qin Ran raised his head and looked at the wooden stake again.

"The three or four meters high wooden stake has a diameter of more than fifteen centimeters. There are no traces of rope pulling on the wooden stake. That is to say, the murderer erected the wooden stake with bare hands and inserted it into the ground at least half a meter..."

"It's almost impossible for ordinary people to do this!"

"Except Sister Moni, the mysterious strongman beside Gong Lanson?"

Qin Ran guessed secretly.

The emergence of a new era does not happen overnight.

The Church of Morning Light was destroyed, but there was also the St. Paul School, and the "remnants of the old era" like Sister Moni and Gong Lanson.

Then it wouldn't be surprising if there were more people.

only……

"Have such a person worked with the Wien family?"

There was doubt in Qin Ran's eyes.

It is not a doubt that the "strong" put aside his dignity and cooperated with ordinary people.

It was not after seeking revenge on the Wien family.

No matter how strong a person is, he needs to eat, sleep and live, especially as a "remnant of the old era", in the new era, they will understand their own force field more clearly.

And the hatred with the Wien family?

Needless to say.

What really puzzled Qin Ran was the other party’s arrangement.

The corpse that appeared in the police station was not a bait caused by the old nun, but a real killer weapon.

Therefore, there is no need for raiders on the road.

And the body of Leed in front of him.

Killing a captain of the school guard team out of intimidation is enough to just corpses. There is no need to make the corpse look like this, and it is still when there is no other special arrangement.

Very...again!

That's right, it's just a waste of time!
To be continued...