Chapter 172: “Autopsy”

Chapter One Hundred Seventy-Two“Autopsy”

“How—how long has that councilman been dead?” Klein asked directly, even as he packed up and rose.

If more than fifteen minutes had passed, the information he could obtain would drop off sharply. If more than an hour had passed, he could only gain rather superficial things.

If more than a month had passed, even spirit channeling itself had a very high probability of failure.

“Unfortunately, the preliminary examination report shows that Councilman Maynard died sometime between nine and eleven last night,” Dunn said, shaking his head. “You only need to provide help. Do not worry too much about whether there will be any result.”

“All right.”

Klein took off his coat, picked up his hat and cane, and walked out of the guard room while Dunn Smith replaced him on rotation before Chanis Gate.

In theory, so long as a Beyonder’s spirituality had been raised, they could learn spirit vision, divination, ritual magic, and similar things—especially since the Sleepless Sequence was known for high inspiration.

But in practice, the differences between the various “professions” of different Sequences remained very obvious in such areas. For example, Dunn Smith and Leonard Mitchell both currently grasped spirit vision, but the aura colors they could see were only pale white or light blue. They could not accurately distinguish the state of different parts of a person’s body. Of course, while in spirit vision, they could definitely see ghosts and spiritual bodies directly, but that was not as simple and effective as relying on their own inspiration.

This also caused Sleepless, Midnight Poets, and Nightmares to dislike activating spirit vision.

Likewise, if they were willing, they could learn the pendulum method, dowsing, dream divination, and so on, but the success rate would not be worth expecting.

It was the same in the field of ritual magic.

As the two brushed past each other, Dunn suddenly spoke.

“I forgot to mention this earlier. This matter is also being handled by Inspector Tolle. He is waiting for you in the reception hall of the security company. Remember to change into your new uniform and take your new identification.”

Klein smiled, not surprised at all.

“New uniform and new identification? The Tingen City Police Department is quite efficient.”

He had only advanced to Sequence 8 yesterday…

“Because this case is very important, so…”

Dunn spread his hands and sat in the seat Klein had occupied earlier.

Klein returned all the way upstairs. He did not hurry to the reception hall. Instead, he entered the Nighthawks’ lounge and went to the attached washroom to deal with personal matters, since the guard room provided only a toilet, water bottle, and basin.

Then he changed into the special police uniform upgraded to two silver stars, as well as the soft cap bearing the emblem of two crossed swords encircling a crown.

After transferring over his Sunflame Charms, Azik’s copper whistle, ritual materials, and other items, Klein straightened his clothing, took his cane, and walked out of the lounge.

As soon as he passed through the partition, he saw Inspector Tolle sitting in the sofa area.

After not seeing him for some time, this tall police officer had grown even rounder. His belly had become even more prominent. Together with his thick beard and hair, he looked just like a brown bear that had escaped from the circus.

“I am very glad to work with you again.”

Seeing that the Nighthawk was someone he knew, Tolle clearly relaxed. He leaned forward, stood, and stretched out a bear paw.

No, a hand…

Klein corrected himself silently and shook it politely.

“So am I.”

At that moment, Tolle glanced at the two silver stars shining on Klein’s shoulder badge and said with slight envy, “We are the same rank now. And it has not even been a month.”

Klein had originally intended to say with seriousness, “The danger we endure may be ten times yours.” But the words reached his mouth, and he…