Wolf King

At this moment, Isaac felt a blank in his mind...

At this moment, Isaac deeply felt the malice of the world...

Standing firmly against the wall, Isaac took a few seconds to calm down, and said calmly: "I will go to the second floor to accompany the Viscount and His Royal Highness, Edward, you look after the hall on the first floor, and don't—"

"Prince Maurice is on the first floor." Edward interrupted him with a distorted expression.

Isaac: "??"

"He entered the door and went to the first floor." Edward smiled and cried.

Isaac: "..."

My heart is so tired, I feel like the ceiling is spinning, what's going on...?

"Cheer up, Isaac!" Edward hurried forward to help.

"Hurry up and take a look!" Isaac leaned on the wall with one hand and grabbed Edward's arm with the other. He struggled to stand up and walked forward firmly.

Hmm... Isaac just doesn't want to die inexplicably, he won't be reconciled if he doesn't see the falling knife with his own eyes...

Walking out of the circular corridor and seeing Prince Maurice sitting generously on the first floor with his own eyes, Isaac almost couldn't hold back, and spurted out a mouthful of old blood——

This guy actually dragged Viscount Pope to sit in the front row of ordinary audience seats on the first floor! !

On the left hand side is the straw mat seat where the centaurs squatted, on the right side is the constipated Viscount Pope, and on the right side of the Viscount Pope is the bearded von Aldoni!

The most wanted criminal in the Kingdom of Osmond, the reward offered by all countries is only one thousand gold coins less than Arman J! !

In the last row sat the royal guards and two noble stewards and close deacons.

In the third row, a row of wanted criminals, big or small, sat neatly...

As for Isaac's subordinates, such as Alex, Wayne and others, they sat in the middle of several rows, and they didn't even have the role of covering up. Those funny people are not all the way.

...Why do you sit so strangely? Is it because the stage of the Robbins Theater is too big (twice the size of a traditional theater stage), and anyone who has been here once or twice knows that sitting in the front row will even see the stage Incomplete, the viewing experience will be reduced.

The wanted criminals had never been in the Grand Theatre, as for Prince Maurice and Viscount Pope, these two people who went to the VIP room in every theater never sat in the lobby at all.

Isaac saw Prince Maurice & Viscount Pope surrounded by wanted criminals clearly, but he couldn't hold back after all, and spat out old blood with a "poof".

"...Cheer up, Isaac." Edward persuaded again, with a particularly pale tone.

Prince Morris was talking to Viscount Pope in a low voice. When he saw Isaac coming out of the circular corridor next to the stage, he raised his hand. A royal guard immediately got up and left the seat, trotted towards Isaac, politely: "Knight Robbins, Your Highness has reserved a seat for you."

Then he made a gesture of please.

Isaac & Edward: "..."

Edward silently let go of Isaac's arm and patted him on the back.

Isaac turned his head and looked at his brother for two seconds, retracted his gaze, and rushed to the battlefield tragically...

It is not he alone who has the knight today. The knight brothers, Alex, and other brothers and sisters have put in countless painstaking efforts. This place gathers everyone's dreams, and it is a place that continues to develop and bears the burden of Everyone's dreams are moving forward; or stop here, everyone get out of Valentine and continue their wandering adventure career, just look at today!

Cheering up, Isaac put on a courteous fighting posture, and greeted Prince Morris and Viscount Pope; he sat in the second row under the "appreciation" of His Royal Highness, and was side by side with the royal guards.

Just after chatting casually with the guards, Isaac felt terrified - Viscount Pope actually chatted with the bearded Feng sitting next to him! !

Von Aldoni is still dressed as an adventurer. It stands to reason that a person with such an identity is not worthy of being "handed over" by the Pope family, but the bearded Von has such a good temperament-this guy was born in the Osmond nobleman , is a spellcaster and a well-known scholar, can the temperament be bad? !

Even a big beard can't stop the intellectual temperament exuding from the inside out!

Isaac heard Viscount Pop casually asked about the origin of the bearded Feng, and the bearded Feng made a casual joke, saying that his father was an exiled noble who temporarily lived in the Principality of XX...

The aristocrats do not treat civilians without surnames as human beings, and there is no warmth between the aristocrats; the aristocrats who have failed in political struggles and lost their power territories (whether they want to keep the territory without power?) either live on farms or live in exile abroad. It's not uncommon.

Viscount Pope didn't doubt the nonsense of the bearded Feng, and talked about the Principality of XX with the bearded Feng with a smile... The bearded Feng really got it!Although he may have never been to that principality at all, but when Nima talked about the customs and political situation, he just said it right!

Isaac breathed a sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxed a little.

Within a few seconds, the relaxed spirit was almost torn apart—Prince Maurice actually joined the conversation between them! !

Watching Cronin's prince and Cronin's nobles talking and laughing with federal wanted criminals, Isaac was in a bad mood...

"... Hurry up and start the show!" Isaac, who was frightened, prayed frantically in his heart.

On the surface, gentle and courteous, but in reality, the Robbins knight has been suffering for a long, long time, and the curtain on the stage finally slowly opened...

The princes, aristocrats, and wanted criminals who were chatting happily stopped chatting and turned their eyes to the stage.

Under the opened curtain, what first appeared was a setting that looked like a suburban village, with hills in the distance and farmland nearby, and a few ragged and dirty children playing and fighting on the dirt road in the country.

Hmm... The children of local farmers played their roles in their true colors. In order to pick out these brash children who are not afraid of big scenes and are born to be dramatic, Alex traveled to countless villages.

These bear children played in the field for more than ten seconds, and the two girls pushed one of the little boys to the haystack piled in the real scene. The haystack collapsed a small piece, and a strangely curled, gray-white arm exposed.

"Hiss—" There was a sound of gasping in the audience... The arm was shriveled, with black scratches (special make-up), and it didn't look like a living person.

"Why are there people still hiding here?" A child read the line curiously, and stepped forward to push the collapsed haystack away.

"Hey, hey..." Prince Maurice's eyelids twitched, and he twisted his butt uneasily.

The "person" hidden in it exposed half of his body, his eyes were white, his mouth was wide open, and a knife was stuck in his neck. The blood turned black and solidified piece by piece!

"Ah!!" The bear kids were finally frightened and ran out of the stage screaming.

On the stage, only the "corpse" with most of its body buried in the haystack remained, its distorted face facing the audience...

The audience in the audience was silent.

People who have watched dramas are wondering about life, is this really a drama? !

The centaurs who haven't seen the drama didn't think so much, thinking that this is indeed the performance form of the drama...

The solitary "corpse" performed a "mime" for nearly ten seconds, and a group of farmers supported two sheriffs in uniform and bowler hats.

"My lord the sheriff, our children are frightened to death."

"Yeah, I wondered who piled up the haystacks here before, but I didn't expect to hide the corpse."

"It's terrible, who did such a cruel thing?"

The farmers talked a lot, and they stood anxiously at a distance to watch, while the two sheriffs opened the wooden boxes they were carrying, took out various tools and began to survey the scene...

That's right, the performance of this drama is the way of modern criminal investigation dramas, and it is more "refined".In order to write this script well, Xiao Yun specially recruited Sean and Evelyn to study how to professionally survey the scene without using the magician's "time regression" magic, and what tools to prepare...

The actor playing the sheriff took off his black cloak and put it aside, put on gloves, picked up tools such as metal clips, cloth rulers, and a magnifying glass, went to the haystack to pull the grass away, and buried himself in the inspection of the corpse.

The actor playing the assistant also put on gloves, and stood beside him with a pen in one hand and a black leather notebook in the other.

The sheriff read out lines while checking: "Record, Watson, victim code A, male, thin build, wearing a white fine cotton shirt with sleeves, blue silk trousers, a brown buckskin belt, black and Knee cowhide riding boots. There are two moles on the face and jaw, the skin on the hands is thinner, and there is a mole on the right wrist... Length XXX, shoe size XX, the stabbed site is five centimeters on the right side of the neck, chin, diagonally downward Piercing the neck, judging from the direction of the handle and the depth of the knife, it is speculated that the left-handed stabbed from the front..."

Picking up the victim's already "stiff" arm: "No defense, resisting scars, the victim did not resist when he was assassinated...Huh? There are strangle marks on the wrist and signs of being tied up on the arm. It turns out that the victim is being controlled." was killed under the circumstances."

The victim’s knees and shoes were also checked: “There was slight sand on the knees, which was consistent with the sand on the soles of the shoes. The victim should have been killed when his arms and wrists were bound and he was forced to kneel down... The soil quality of the sand seems not to be The soil of the farmland is not the soil around here. The knees are still bent, and the shape of the arms seems to be bound—”

The sheriff turned to face the farmers who reported the incident, and said seriously, "When did this pile of hay appear?"

"Uh... it should be these two days?"

"I remember I didn't see it when I went to the field the morning before yesterday."

"That's right, I didn't notice it when I passed by here the night before yesterday."

"I saw a haystack here early yesterday morning, and I asked XXX who put the haystack here."

The sheriff nodded, turned to the assistant in the record, and babbled out a series of lines: "Record, Watson. A person begins to stiffen within two hours after death, completely stiff within twelve hours, and softens after thirty hours. It returned to its original state after three days. The strange lying position of the victim should have been the state at the time of death, and the corpse was abandoned here two to twelve hours after death, and his body was completely stiff at this time."

"At this moment, the body has entered secondary stiffness, which means that this person has been dead for more than three days."

"The corpse spots are concentrated on the left side. After the person died, he was left face down for more than [-] hours to make the corpse spots so concentrated. In other words, he was moved here to abandon the corpse twelve hours after his death. .”

"Although the deceased was relatively thin, an adult male of this size weighed at least 120 kilograms. To move the deceased, a carriage and other auxiliary tools are necessary."

The onlookers looked surprised.

In the audience, the audience who hadn't waited until now to sing the opening song showed no signs of impatience, and watched the performances of the actors in amazement.

The sheriff took out the transparent vial, scraped off the mud from the dead man's knees and shoe soles, and put it away. He sniffed the dead man's collar carefully and checked the details more carefully:

"Records, there is a very faint smell of perfume on the collar, although the clothes are scratched, damaged and stained, but there are no old fringes, the nails are neatly manicured, and there is pomade on the hair. The deceased's finances are good, but his clothes There are no customized products in the accessories, they are all ready-made products that can be bought in stores, and they should come from middle-class families, or marginal children of a certain noble family."

Prince Maurice & Viscount Pope couldn't help nodding... How can people of their identities go out without a few specially customized clothes and accessories?

After finishing the "autopsy", the sheriff who has been on the stage for more than ten minutes but hasn't even sung half a song has undoubtedly established his protagonist status... All the audience's eyes are chasing him, curious about what he will do next What speeches and performances will there be?

Isaac took a few peeks at the front row who were focused on the plot and no longer gossiping, and felt a little better... It's not in vain for him to look around for actors who can memorize such a long string of lines!

The actor playing the sheriff is still not a serious opera singer, but an apprentice doctor who Isaac finally found.

In areas outside the Federation, doctors are treated as black magicians, wizards, and heretics. As a matter of course, people in the Southern Continent who are interested in "saving lives and healing the wounded" can only go to the Federation, and there are many people living in the lower city of Valentine. People who pursue medical ideals.

But not all doctor apprentices can successfully become teachers to make money... Isaac found this one who came from a far western country (occupied by the Holy See), had no connections, no talent, and was even abandoned by his teacher. He was so poor that he had to come to the Knights The unlucky guy who takes part-time jobs to make ends meet.

This young man has mediocre medical talent and does not have the so-called talent of an actor. He is not even very good at dealing with people, and he has a stepfather face all day long.

But this thief can memorize by rote, is bold and not stage-frightened, so he is very suitable for the role of a sheriff~!

On the stage, the sheriff who finished the "autopsy" took out a white cloth to cover the corpse, rolled up his sleeves, picked up a magnifying glass and squatted on the ground to search for traces of physical evidence at the scene.

"Holmes (Holmes), there are children's footprints around here, and the scene has been destroyed." The actor who played the sheriff's deputy walked around the haystack and said.

"Be more patient, Watson. This place is not close to the main road, has no water source, and is hundreds of meters away from the nearest wheat field. Except for children playing, there are very few adults coming over, and the footprints of children may not completely cover the footprints of adults. The magistrate squatted and turned around, then pointed to a floor path, "Look, there are carriage ruts here."

Hmm... The character's name is Ayunqi, and Isaac doesn't know why the teacher insists that the security team partners must be called these two names.

Soon after discovering the ruts, Sheriff Holmes found two sets of adult footprints that were not too damaged, and took measurements with a delicate vernier caliper:

"No. 26 footprint, [-] cm long, with a deep heel and a shallow forefoot, about the second toe's force point is expanded outward, the stride span is large and even, and the walking route is relatively straight."

After reporting the survey information, Sheriff Holmes raised his head and looked at his assistant seriously: "Record, Watson, suspect No. 175 is a man of middle age, between 180 and 35 in height, and between 45 and [-] years old. During the period, he was strong and strong, weighing more than [-] kilograms."

A farmer watching curiously asked the audience a question: "Master Sheriff, have you ever seen that criminal? Otherwise, how do you know how tall, strong, and how old he is?"

The magistrate nodded and explained: "The height of a person is about 6.87 times the length of the sole of the foot. The length of the footprints can be used to calculate the height of the criminal. As for the age, young people are more jumpy, and the footprints they leave when walking are short. The footprints are thin, the footprints fluctuate greatly, and the distances are uneven, and it is difficult to keep a straight line on the walking route, and it is habitual to turn."

The farmers were surprised: "Oh——"

The audience in the audience was also amazed: "Oh--"

"Young offenders have large footprints, and their strides are large. The distance between the footprints is even, and they walk in a straight line. The middle-aged criminals walk steadily and slowly, and the distance between the footprints becomes shorter. The heel bears force, and the footprint at the root is deeper than the footprint on the forefoot. The footprints of the group are consistent with the characteristics of middle-aged criminals, and because the soil is relatively wet, the footprints left are quite clear, and it can be seen that the thumb and index finger on the forefoot are shallow, and the point of focus is expanded."

"The older you get, the less force you will have on your toes starting from your thumb when you walk, and each extra toe will become buoyant, and your age will increase by 20 years. So I judge that the suspect is a middle-aged man in his 40s." Chinese."

The farmers were surprised again: "—that's how it is!"

The audience in the audience did not disturb the performance on stage, but judging from their expressions, their feelings were no different from those of the actors on stage playing the role of the crowd...

"This sheriff is too powerful!" A royal guard sitting next to Isaac couldn't help sighing in a low voice, following the actors on stage with bright eyes, as if he had become a little fan.

Isaac was very calm. When the teacher proposed to let the legendary illusionist take time out of his busy schedule to study the footprints in order to shape the role of Holmes, he knew that the play created with such painstaking efforts would never lose...

On the stage, the sheriff's partner showed some on-site inspections, on-site autopsies, and footprint research, and the first act, which lasted for 10 minutes, officially ended.

Still no one sang, even skipped the regular arias at the end of the curtain and when the curtain changed, but no one in the audience was critical... Not even Prince Maurice, who has a tricky taste, pointed out that such a performance method was not in line with theatrical regulations. Instead, he seized the time to ask Viscount Pope if there was such a powerful sheriff in Valentin while the scene was changing, which made Viscount Pope dumbfounded.

In the second act, the stage set was changed to a small town, and the sheriff's partner visited and investigated the town based on the information obtained from the on-site investigation, looking for the source of the unnamed male corpse.

There is no earth-shattering love and love, and there are no amazing handsome men and beautiful women; the two starring one has a stepfather face and the other is a slightly fat middle-aged man, and the set is not luxurious and magnificent at all, it is all gloomy The dirty street scenes; but the audience just couldn't take their eyes off and couldn't bear to be distracted, and focused on the development of the plot.

The low-status magistrate's investigation in the town did not go smoothly, because Holmes was just a son of a down-and-out noble family, and the few sophisticated nobles in the town were not very willing to talk to him. Sent away by stewards and even servants.

When Holmes, who has a very good personality and plays an old-fashioned "official detective", asked the old butler of the noble family if someone died or lost his family, he was kicked out by the angry old butler. The scene made everyone laugh.

"Holmes, anyway, it's just a few farmers who reported the case, and no one came to claim the body, so why not just ignore it." In the small and cramped small town, the assistant Watson, who had repeatedly hit the wall, had the idea of ​​giving up. .

"Watson, we are not investigating this case to be responsible to anyone, but to the deceased." The poor magistrate sitting on the ragged sofa, smoking a pipe, said blankly, "Whether victim A is The son of a good family, did he do bad things and create retribution, but as a human being, he should not have encountered such a miserable thing-being bound and kneeling, being killed, and then abandoned to the wilderness Outskirts."

"Before he died, what he wanted to see with his eyes wide open was hope, hoping that someone would speak up for him and bring those who killed him to justice."

After exhaling the smoke ring, this unprofessional actor uttered a rather shocking (forced) and shocking (character) line: "We don't need applause and welcome from the living, what we want is that the dead can sleep peacefully."

"Well said!" Viscount Pope couldn't help cheering in a low voice.

This son of a really good family has never had the idea of ​​being a magistrate or criminal investigation and law enforcement in his life, but just like Chinese people who have watched martial arts movies would yearn to commit crimes by force, the young Viscount Pope For a while, I also developed a mentality similar to Ye Gong's love of dragons towards the industry of walking in the dark city to complain for the dead...

Even old fritters like Viscount Pope were moved, let alone other people.Isaac heard the guy named Aisha in the back row muttering several times, "Why don't you get a spell caster to help you", "The spell caster can just be a magistrate" and so on...

On the stage, Watson said again: "Then why don't we simply investigate the surrounding farmers? Maybe it's because the tourists from other places didn't enter the town in time, and it may not be that they were killed by some rural peasants out of money."

Holmes glanced at the assistant like an idiot, and said coldly, "If the one who killed him was a farmer, would the corpse still be dressed so decently when we saw it?"

Watson: "..."

"...Wait!" Holmes stood up suddenly. "He wore a shirt with sleeves, silk trousers, a buckskin belt, and riding boots. He was perfumed and pomaded when he went out—Watson, you Did you think of anything?"

Watson frowned and thought for a while: "Is he planning to go horseback riding? An outing? Any appointment?"

"Yes, gentlemen wear hats when they go hunting, so they don't use hair oil, and they don't wear silk trousers that are easy to hang. Victim A's attire is travel attire, as decent as possible ..."

Holmes punched hard. Although he was still expressionless, the audience in the audience could clearly feel his excitement, and they were subconsciously driven and excited.

"He's on an appointment. A woman of equal or higher status has invited this gentleman to a picnic outing, or to a manor, a place that can only be reached by riding a horse!"