1 001 The beginning of everything

In the early morning, in an elegantly decorated room, a handsome man sat quietly by the window. He held a beautifully bound creation myth and read it carefully. It looked like a beautiful oil painting.

　　The sun shines on him through the window, adding a sense of sacredness to this elegance and beauty.

　　But at the next moment, a gloomy and cold temperament suddenly spread, the originally warm and elegant room suddenly lost its color, and the gray color covered every corner, and a pale monster poked its head out from the floor.

　　It looks like a man, with its limbs in an unnatural twisted state like a spring. A long vertical mouth full of sharp teeth extends from the top of his head to his chest, with bloody saliva following it. The opening and closing of the gaping mouth was continuously drawn into filaments.

　　But the elegant and beautiful man didn't have any negative emotions because of the appearance of this monster. He was still holding the creation myth, as if he didn't see anything.

　　No, he saw it, because the monster was respectfully raising its twisted arms, and handed over a notebook that looked old and an envelope.

　　The handsome man reached out to pick up two things, and the monster disappeared into the room, and the cold and pale environment returned to its original state once again.

　　The man put the notebook on the table, tore open the envelope casually, and shook out a small stack of letter paper inside——

　　"Dear Mr. A:"

　　"Allow me to defend the killing of my colleagues."

　　"Hanass Vincent and Sirius Arapis are so stupid that they could make curly-haired baboons laugh!"

　　"Hanass Vincent foolishly wrote the secret spell in his notebook."

　　"His apprentice peeked at the incantation, and under the watchful eyes of the pagans of the night, he carried out the magic mirror divination!"

　　"I believe you can think of the next development, so I won't go into details."

　　"In order to protect our other lambs in Tingen, I killed him first, and I think this is the right choice."

　　"The stupidity of Sirius Arapis is a step further than that of Hanass Vincent. Even though he knew that the Nighthawks had already begun to investigate the Antigonus family's notes, he still swaggered to the library to borrow  the related periodicals, this reckless behavior has lasted for more than two months before being discovered, it is already blessed by the Lord!"

"In order to avoid further involvement, I killed the night-duty heathen after he traced him to the library. This is a reasonable choice."

　　"Also, during the battle between the Night Watch heretics and the Secret Order, I took back the notebook of the Fourth Epoch. According to Heinson Fancent, it probably contains the treasure left by the Antigonus family. "

　　"I dedicate this notebook to the Lord, hoping to atone for the sins of the lamb who killed the him."

　　"Finally, Sirius Arapis seems to have taught the ritual of the Lord's Advent to an unknown fraudster. Do I need to help?"

　　"Faithful servant of the Lord, Snow von Penradax."

　　"Hey..." The handsome man rubbed his fingers slightly, and the letter paper in his hand was torn into pieces by the sudden air current. He stretched out his hand and opened the notebook, words came into his eyes one by one, On that pretty face, there was also a slightly sinister smile.

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Location : City of Tingen,Awwa country,Loen kingdom

　　"Captain, Is this the residence of the last suspect?" Leonard looked at the hotel outside through the window of the carriage, lowered his head and took out his pocket watch from the inside of the police uniform to glance at it, "It's still early, it doesn't look like that. It will delay Klein's task of joining the team."

　　"Don't be careless." The gray-eyed middle-aged man sitting beside him frowned, his eyes were wrinkled, and light brown hair could be seen on the brim of his hat.

He was holding a piece of paper full of words at this time, and said in a voice that was not too big but very clear:

　　"Snow von Penradax, a Backlund native, a veterinarian, went to the Fortune Teller's Club to ask Hanass Vincent to perform a fortune-telling half a month ago, and has stayed in the hotel since then. According to the information provided by Backlund, he had had a relationship with the mistress of a certain gangster before this, and the reason for leaving Backlund should be to avoid being hunted down."

　　"It sounds strange." Listening to Dunn's narration, Leonard whistled frivolously, then turned to look at Klein.

　　Before he could speak, Klein nodded knowingly, took out a piece of paper from his bag, wrote a line of text on it, and then took off the pendulum on his wrist as he did before investigating other suspects, and closed his eyes. Close your eyes and say silently:

　　"The dangers of investigating Snow von Penedax, the dangers of investigating Snow von Penedax, the dangers of investigating..."

　　After reciting seven times in a row, Klein opened his eyes, and the citrine pendulum was spinning counterclockwise at a slow speed.

　　He breathed a sigh of relief, then said:

　　"Captain, there should be no danger, but considering that the other party may have anti-divination ability, we should be careful."

　　"Well, you stay in the car. Leonard, you come with me." Dunn nodded slightly, opened the door and got out of the carriage, walking all the way towards the hotel.

...

　　In a room on the second floor of the Aroma Tree Hotel, a young man in a white shirt and black vest was teasing a black Loen shorthair cat that looked less than one year old. He was the target of Klein and Dunn's investigation this time. —the young veterinarian named Snow von Penradax

　　At the very moment when the divination by the pendulum in the carriage began, Snow's spirit sensed it, but he didn't stop shaking the hand of the cat. He adjusted his mood and waited quietly.

　　Then...

　　Seems a little sleepy?

　　As soon as the thought came together, Snow shuddered, and then, he heard a slightly hasty knock on the door.

　　"Who is it?"

　　Snow picked up the black kitten and put it on his shoulders, and walked to the door. Outside the door, there was a steady and powerful male voice:

　　"I, Dunn Smith."

　　"It really is you." Snow secretly sighed in his heart, reached out and opened the door. Then, a middle-aged police officer with deep gray eyes appeared in front of him.

　　"This police officer, what are you..." Snow frowned slightly, with a slight suspicion in his eyes. Dunn didn't talk nonsense, took out his ID and showed it, and then said directly:

　　"We suspect that you are related to a murder case and hope you can assist in the investigation."

　"Murder case?" Snow froze for a moment, and then suddenly replied: "I haven't been out of the house for half a month! People from the hotel can testify for me!"

　　"I know, it's just a routine." Dunn said soothingly, then looked into the room and said:

　　"Would you like me to come in and sit down?"

　　"Okay, please come in." Snow nodded to let the passage through the door open, then spread his hands and said:

　　"This is just a hotel, there is no decent tea."

　　"It's okay, I'll leave after asking." Dunn found a place to sit down, took out a stack of documents and said:

　　"Do you know Hanass Vincent?"

　　"I know him. When I went to the Fortune Teller Club, half a month ago, I asked him for a fortune-telling. The fortune-telling he gave me was that I should not go out recently, so I haven't left the hotel for more than half a month." Snow said without hesitation. Nodding, it seems that he is quite impressed with this fortune teller.

　　"Why do you believe so much in the words of a fortune-teller who you have only met once?" Dunn's gray eyes fixed on the young man's eyes, Snow sighed, and said helplessly:

　　"If a person can judge your life based on simple divination, I believe you will choose to listen to his advice, not to mention that this matter is life-threatening."

　　"Life-threatening?" Dunn's eyes sharpened, and Snow immediately realized that he had said something wrong, and a wry smile appeared on his face....