Chapter 7 / The caged canary needs to sing till it coughs up blood
Holding the paper bag in his arms, Su Zuoxiao walked quickly. He was on his way back to Nuolan Ji'er. The area around here belongs to the chassis of Crow's Golden Lock. Compared with other places in Wenning District, it has always been much quieter - at least
For the members of the Crow's Golden Lock, this is the case.
However, there was a slight difference today. When passing by the street in the morning, he noticed that the alley where Lang Xue killed someone before was surrounded by police officers in gray uniforms.
"Um...did something happen..." Su Zuo watched from a distance. Although he was a little worried, he finally felt that there should be no problem.
"Those guys who dress up like peacocks...can't do anything but put on a show in Wenning District."
Su Zuo turned and left, leaving only his sarcastic voice in the air.
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But to be honest, as the director of the Wenning District Public Security Station and the captain of the squadron, Cromwell doesn't think his uniform is too fancy. A white or off-white top, jacket and trousers form a two-piece set, which looks neat.
He is also smart, with the sheriff's logo and long sword hanging on the armed belt and belt. The weapon is simple and easy to move, and the brown boots are waterproof and warm, which are very useful when chasing fugitives.
However, this kind of dress is indeed "fancy" enough in Wenning District, where just being neatly dressed is enough to stand out.
Cromwell is a tall middle-aged man, with dark brown sideburns that have been dyed white. His hands are casually resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist, but his palms are covered with sword calluses. As a swordsman, Cromwell
Will may have passed the peak of his physical strength, but as a peace officer, he is at the age when experience and physical strength are both important, and he is in the best shape.
He knocked on the pipe in his hand and asked the deputy beside him who was leaning over to examine the body: "How is it? What did you see?"
"...it seems...not the same person as the corpse dismemberment case this morning." His deputy is a beautiful girl, a top student who just graduated from the Imperial Young Dragon Academy not long ago. Her beauty is highlighted under the simple gray uniform.
Her curves, and her long golden-red hair were tied into a long ponytail behind her head, making her look energetic and energetic.
But at this time, the girl named Wei Jier's beautiful brows were deeply knitted: "Thanks to the mud on the ground, it can be seen that the murderer is about 1.5 to 1.6 meters tall.
On the left and right, the perpetrators were one or two people. However, the footprints of the second person only wandered around the alley for a while and did not participate in the attack, so the possibility that the two did not know each other cannot be ruled out. The cause of death was the twisting of the cervical vertebrae.
The murderer's wrist strength was very strong, causing shattered fractures in an instant, without even leaving many signs of resistance from the victim. The motive for the crime was probably murder for money. All the bodies were stripped naked, and nothing of value was left behind.
Come down."
Looking at the girl's thoughtful look, Cromwell was very satisfied with his new adjutant. Although it was unclear for what reason this girl, who was obviously of Corolla noble blood, came to Nanling, far away from the imperial capital.
She was a small peace officer, but her no pretensions and serious and pragmatic work attitude gave Cromwell a great impression.
However, even though the girl has lowered her figure as much as possible, the elegant habit of raising her hands and feet that is integrated into her bones, as well as her extremely beautiful appearance no matter where she places it, are telling the fact that that
It's just that the girl is actually not suitable for the job of a police officer.
However, the girl frowned slightly, her expression full of confusion: "But... strangely, the eyewitness testimonies obtained are very vague. It should be said that this is a crowded street, but for the murderer's
It can be said that there is almost no description of the appearance and the process of the crime."
Pulling back his wandering thoughts for a moment, Cromwell pressed tobacco into his pipe. He was not as confused as the girl: "This is normal. In Wenning District, the Sheriff is not trusted - everyone is here
He was so scared that after he told us the truth, he was strangled to death in the mud by the murderers early the next morning."
"How is this possible..." The girl's golden eyes widened instantly in surprise, "We will not spread the information from the inquiry casually..."
Cromwell shook his head, "Walls have ears - or simply because of fear. This fear is rooted in instinct and has no reason. Moreover, they have become accustomed to the current life. No matter how much they think, it is always worse to have more than one thing.
One less thing.”
The girl murmured as she repeated Cromwell's words, with an expression that seemed a bit incomprehensible: "I'm used to it... I can't imagine... such a harsh environment..."
"Is it bad... maybe." Hearing the girl's somewhat childish words, Cromwell smiled and said, "Weijieer, do you know how long the Wenning District Police Station has been established?"
"Three...three years?" The girl asked with some uncertainty as she recalled the impression in her memory.
"Less than three years." Cromwell put the pipe in his mouth and took a puff. "How much do you know about the history of Wenning District? Do you know about the 'Great Collapse'?"
In response to Cromwell's inquiry, as the chief graduate of the reconnaissance department of Young Dragon Academy, Wei Jier nodded in confirmation: "It was the [Twenty-One Years of Nanling War] seventy-one years ago, right? I remember, at that time
The Duke of Silver Rose, the ancestor of the Marquis, led a total of 132 military mages of the Southern Army of the Empire to use a combined super-frequency seismic array to destroy the unstable crustal area underground in White Rose City, causing White Rose, which was considered to be an unstoppable fortress at the time.
City, one-fifth of the city wall and one-quarter of the urban area collapsed on a large scale, with an average settlement of more than 30 meters. These subsidence urban areas are the predecessor of Wenning District - in Nanling dialect, 'Vinig' means '
'Collapse' means."
"You're right. Seventy-one years...three years..." He nodded, agreeing with Wei Jier's statement. Cromwell took out the pipe from his mouth and looked at it with a slightly complicated expression.
Looking outside the alley, "The Duke of Silver Rose and the Empire, after leaving the victims of Wenning District for sixty-eight years, they thought of rebuilding this ruins. However -"
"How could the bad habits and wild nature developed during the long sixty-eight years of free-range breeding be corrected in just three years?"
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"Hmm...did you come back a little late..."
I slept in Langxue for an unknown amount of time. By the time Su Zuo returned to Nolan Ji'er, it was already close to dinner.
With the image of Chef Dorn almost exploding in his mind, Su Zuo carried the thin wooden bucket, bent over his waist, and carefully opened the back door: "...well...it seems to be safe..."
"Wow!" Su Zuo was startled by a pretty face that suddenly appeared in front of him.
Taking a step back suddenly, Su Zuo almost sat down on the ground. He looked at the girl (prostitute) who opened the door with a smile, slapped his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief: "What... I was scared to death. It turned out to be Qiluo."
ah……"
"That's so rude, you have to call me Sister Qiluo." The girl was only wearing translucent gauze, and her graceful body curves were vaguely revealed. Although she looked very attractive, she was just a child at this time.
For Su Zuo, it is completely ineffective.
"Come on, call me 'sister'." The girl smiled and leaned down to tease Su Zuo. Through the neckline of her silk dress, you could see the two white and delicate peaks on her chest.
The girl smelled like inferior perfume, which made Su Zuo's nose itchy. On earth, what he hated the most was this kind of frivolous woman, but for this young prostitute named Qiluo, he was helpless and hated it at all.
Can't get up.
However, although Su Zuo is only 1.2 meters tall now, it is a bit difficult for him, who has a mental age of over 20 years old, to call a 15 or 6-year-old girl "sister", so he forcibly changed the topic.
: "Qiluo, if you don't go get ready for work, why are you staying at the back door?"
"Tch...it's not cute..." The girl straightened up, crossed her slender white hands behind her back, and leaned against the edge of the door. However, mid-sentence, her eyesight became a little wandering, "It's not like you don't know, I hate work.
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The girl has beautiful long dark purple hair. Although she is often thought to be from Nanling because of this, Su Zuo knows that Qiluo is "foreign" and compared to the prostitutes born and raised in Wenning District, Qiluo is more beautiful.
, she has a beautiful figure, but she is not as calm as other girls mentally. Her beautiful face, which is pretending to smile, is full of melancholy.
"If nothing else, I will still receive that old upstart today. He is ugly, lecherous, and very rough. You see, he pinched me last time." As she said that, the girl lifted up her silk clothes to show Su Zuo.
The bruise on my chest.
The two bright red flowers he saw unexpectedly startled Su Zuo. Su Zuo subconsciously turned his head away and said, "Okay! Okay! You don't need to show it to me!"
"Hey! What do you know, you little brat?" The girl deliberately pretended to be charming and looked at Su Zuo, tapping her emerald-like index finger on her red lips, "Why don't you wait until you are a few years older?
, ask my sister to help you lose your virginity, your face is so cute, my sister won’t suffer at all~~”
"Yes..." Su Zuo sighed and pushed the girl's back towards the house, "You are Nolan Ji'er's top lady. No one dares to care about you if you don't want to work, but I still have to work. If I don't go back, I will
The chef is going to peel off my skin."
"Tch...what a boring reaction..." Qiluo put her hands around the handrail of the stairs, spun around gently, and hugged the corridor railing. She rested her chin on the railing and watched Su Zuo pull the thin wooden
She put the bucket in the corner behind the door and complained with a look on her face. The tall peaks on her chest presented a beautiful scenery under the pressure of the railings. The girl who had been trained in the prostitute for a long time had subconsciously integrated the graceful charm into herself.
in every move.
Su Zuo looked away pretending to be natural, but he was constantly glad that he was still a child at this time. If he had been a few years older, he might have been played to death by this monster.
"Hey, is that canned food I gave you last time delicious?" Qiluo's abrupt words made Su Zuo's fingers freeze. He screamed in his heart that something was wrong. He quickly thought about how to answer. He couldn't tell the truth.
—“The canned food you kindly gave me was recognized by the Dornish chef as the super luxurious Shakala canned food, so I risked being killed by the sun and ran to the Gray Branch Exchange to sell it and then bought a dagger as a gift.
Got other girls...
?!"
If you say this, you will definitely be killed!
While making up her mind to keep this secret in her heart, Su Zuo pretended to be innocent and nostalgic: "Ah! That can! It's delicious! The fragrance of rose honey is the same as that of peach chunks.
The flavors are mixed together, and the texture is smooth and sweet, but not cloying. I accidentally couldn't hold it back and ate it all in one breath!"
"Hey, you can just like it. The old upstart man gave it to me after he apologized to me. According to him, it's a very powerful thing. If he hadn't been a businessman specializing in selling this kind of can, he wouldn't have been able to get it if he had the money.
It’s something only nobles can eat, thank me, sister!”
Qiluo stood on the stairs with her arms akimbo, pretending to be bold and laughing.
"Yes, yes, thank you, miss. I'm going to the kitchen."
Su Zuo waved his hand, holding the paper bag and walking in different directions with Qi Luo.
"Huh...awkward guy..." Qiluo leaned on the railing and said "cut" with a smile. Her rich expression then calmed down. She looked at the dusk-colored sky outside the door and suddenly picked up again.
Got motivated.
"'Work'...? Well, I have to keep working hard today!" Standing up and stretching, Qiluo waved her fist enthusiastically, "Isn't it just 300 imperial gold coins? Look.
I’ll finish it in 3 years and show it to you!”
"Ah!!! Don't underestimate me!!!" Qiluo shouted to the door with all her strength, "I will only be 18 years old in three years! Look at me returning home with my super cute and handsome husband!
!!!!"
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Information now available to the public:
[Criminal Investigation Skills]: A unique skill of investigative science students and veterans of the police. They can infer the physical characteristics of the suspect from the clues left by the criminals, such as judging the height from the footprints. Veterans of underground forces such as Galt can also
Know similar techniques.
[Top card]: The most beautiful, enchanting, and famous woman in the brothel can be considered a signature existence.