Chapter 45: A Murder Case

Chapter Forty-FiveA Murder Case

The concrete road had been dirtied by long days of rain. On both sides, gas streetlamps as tall as grown men gave off light that was bright yet blurred by their damp glass shades.

A rental carriage drove through the night. Around it, pedestrians either wore hats or carried umbrellas.

Klein leaned against the carriage wall, idly admiring Backlund’s evening streets.

Just then, he suddenly felt the temperature inside the carriage drop by quite a bit. A cold, eerie wind swirled around him.

Klein abruptly turned his head and saw that Miss Bodyguard, wearing her black Gothic court dress, had appeared at some unknown time and sat down opposite him.

In her illusory, drifting voice, she said, “That Eye of Wisdom noticed my existence.”

As expected… Klein nodded, not surprised. “He has several mystical items. Perhaps he relied on them to notice you. I even suspect there is an organization behind him.”

Otherwise, relying only on Eye of Wisdom’s own strength, even after spending more than thirty years, it should not have been very possible for him to collect several relatively powerful mystical items. Previously, Vice Admiral Hurricane Qilangos, as one of the seven pirate admirals, had only possessed Creeping Hunger. Of course, the latter was more likely simply too picky, looking down upon ordinary mystical items. After all, with Creeping Hunger alone, he could become comprehensive and have almost no weakness.

Mm, Eye of Wisdom being wealthy himself is also a reasonable explanation. He has organized gatherings for so many years, and whenever he discovered a suitable mystical item, he bought it regardless of cost. After more than thirty years, having several collectibles is not too unbelievable… Sigh. This is the tempo of either owning mines at home or running a bank…

Klein silently mocked in his heart.

He did not specifically mention that he actually suspected Eye of Wisdom might be someone from the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, or the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. He was afraid of exposing before Miss Bodyguard that he had not only just become a Beyonder.

The pale-gold-haired Miss Bodyguard nodded lightly, seeming to agree with Klein’s suspicion.

Suddenly, her brows furrowed slightly, and she looked toward the carriage window across from her.

“A very strong smell of blood.”

A very strong smell of blood…

Puzzled, Klein turned back and looked out the window.

In the sparse drizzle, there was a secluded little alley.

Near the alley mouth lay a woman in a brilliantly colored dress.

At that moment, a pedestrian passed, glanced carefully, and suddenly let out a scream.

Amid that scream, the horses were frightened slightly, and the coachman hurriedly tightened the reins. The carriage’s speed slowed.

By the light of the gas streetlamps, Klein saw the woman lying at the alley entrance. Her face was bluish white, and there was a deep wound in her abdomen. The organs inside seemed to have been hollowed out by someone.

The blood on the ground around her slowly flowed, scarlet and dense.

This…

As a qualified former Nighthawk, he swiftly associated it with many cases that had similar methods.

Such cases were often tied to demon worship!

And when speaking of demon worship, it was difficult to avoid an ancient organization that had first appeared in the Fourth Epoch: the Blood Sanctify Sect!

According to records, this was a loose alliance formed from the worship of demons. Inside it were several so-called demon families, such as the Nois, Andariel, and Beria families, none of which belonged to the others.

They obsessively and widely spread demon faith, creating many bloody cases. Madam Orianna, the accountant of the Tingen City Nighthawks team, had been one of their victims, but had fortunately been saved.

Of course, not every similar case was their work. Many people felt that such things were cool and began imitating the crimes.

“It looks very much like something done…