I draw a card first

Chapter 100 Claw marks at the scene

However, it is obvious that Aiwen is not within the scope of this heart-shattering, there is no one else, only knowledge...

In addition to his own will, Ai Wen also discovered that there seemed to be an additional special power that was also firmly guarding his thoughts, allowing him to keep his mind absolutely clear.

It's even too refreshing, as if you just got bored with a bottle of peppermint oil, it's even more refreshing!
"Huh? This is [Iron Faith] launched?!"

Ai Wen's heart moved, and he recalled the description of the passive skill attached to [Achievement - A Man Should Be a Successful Man], "The damage effects of charm, fear, and intimidation are reduced by 30%". On the surface, he looked fascinated and sad for the other party. And feel extremely angry licking the dog gesture.

But in fact, the vigilance in my heart has been directly raised by several levels!

"In this case...could it be that the other party was not just talking, but also using some kind of charm spell or hypnotic ability?"

This is obviously the most likely reason, otherwise the passive skill would not pop out.

This also helped him confirm his guess that the passive abilities are still effective, which is good news.

Well, there is only such good news.

Because since the woman in front of him is quietly throwing charms on him, there are so many doubts about the so-called commission this time that it makes people's heads explode.
Nima, from the client to the task itself, to the background environment, everything has problems!
Is this game still playable?
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However, the dungeon itself is obviously firmly implementing the professional attitude of the game party "love to play, not to play", and is still advancing on its own.

Afterwards, the two sides competed with each other's acting skills, and when someone took advantage of the other's charm skills and felt more and more that the word "immunity" was floating above his head, the beautiful Mrs. Carlyle finally ended the topic.

Fifty gold coins were taken out from the personal pouch, as if the gold coins with Yiren's faint fragrance were pushed to Ai Wen's eyes.

Well, here's the deposit.

The beautiful lady promised that if she could help her find the real culprit, then there would be two hundred gold coins.

Sending the other party to the door, watching the other party's slim and enchanting figure step into the carriage, and disappearing at the end of the road amidst the sound of horseshoes, Ai Wen rubbed it first, as if it was in the refrigerator. It's really cold. forehead, and then sneered.

"This is a banshee, the kind that can absorb souls."

There is no doubt that there is something wrong with this woman, her hidden emotions, her unprofessional acting, and the unknown methods of seduction she uses all show it.

Although the specific conspiracy is still unclear for the time being, but based on the current limited information, it is very likely to be related to those monsters or mysterious people.

"It's such a mess, it makes me want to change my name to Alvin Holmes!"

Of course, Aiwen felt that if he wanted to change his name like this, he obviously lacked a pipe and a blind student who could discover the beauty.

That's not something he can do just yet, so he shrugs and quickly turns his thoughts to other things, like it's time for lunch!
"Fix lunch first, and then let me see what the so-called truth of the world is like!"

In fact, with his current physical fitness, there is almost no need to eat three meals a day.

After eating a full meal, if there is no excessive consumption, there will be no major problem if you don't eat for more than ten days.

If it wasn't for the inexplicable sealing of the power of the Holy Light, he wouldn't starve to death without eating for several months.

But as a flower rabbit, the famous saying in life is
——Everything in the world, only delicious food can't live up to it!

So, there is no shortage of meals!

Freshly purchased pure meat sausages, freshly baked buttered bread, jams and vegetable salads made by yourself, a simple lunch is ready.

Although it is simple, it seems that because chemical fertilizers and pesticides have not been popularized in this era, it tastes different from the flavor of modern society, and someone is still very satisfied with it.

After finishing lunch, Ivan put on his windbreaker and hat and went out.

The first stop was the location marked in the newspapers where the five victims were killed.

Although it has been a while, and the corpse and the original traces have been destroyed by the police detectives collecting evidence, Ivan still wants to try to see if he can find some other traces.

Fortunately, there hasn't been any heavy rain recently, otherwise it would be a waste of effort for him to go, at least there is hope now.

Strictly speaking, these places are not far from Aiwen's house, only about three blocks away, and they are all concentrated in a small area.

It's just that there happened to be a traffic hub stuck here, so after several people died in a row, some victims would appear nearby at night.

After easily finding out the specific location, Aiwen only spent more than 20 minutes walking through several places that were still hot topics of discussion among nearby residents.

In the first three places, he got nothing at all, not even a hair left.

But at the last location, Aiwen accidentally found a very strange trace nearby.

"Is this...a paw print?"

The place where the victim died was on a stone bridge over the Evans River that runs across Fort Allen.

The river flows continuously and mightily, giving birth to the whole city. The ancient stone bridge is like a witness of all this, standing quietly for hundreds of years.

A scratch that is so faint that it is almost invisible is inlaid on the lower side of the outer layer of the stone bridge, and it is extremely easy to be ignored under normal circumstances.

Although it is not very obvious, Ivan is sure that it is the mark left by some kind of creature's sharp claws when it borrows force on it, because it is very thin and relatively deep at the same time.

In the plane of Silithus and the plane of elves, similar traces are very common, and it is impossible for him to admit a mistake.

"However, this claw doesn't seem very big, does it?"

Compared with the huge scratches left by those monsters passing by, this scratch is really a bit small. Ai Wen compared it, and it was not even much bigger than his own hand.

But it is absolutely impossible for normal human nails to be so sharp, nor can they reach the hardness that can leave marks on stones.

"A monster about the size of a human?"

Ai Wen kept this in mind, and then looked elsewhere, even at the back of the bridge and near the river, but strangely did not find a second similar trace.

"Is this thing capable of water or flying? It can't appear and disappear suddenly, right? A summoned object?"

These are all possible situations, and all have completely different possibilities and follow-up routes behind them.

In order to prevent the CPU overload of the brain that has been burning for a day today, someone decided to put this problem aside for a while, and then look at other things, especially those corpses.

Obviously, he had to find a way to sneak into the police station.

After thinking for a while, Aiwen called a carriage and drove him to the police station.

At this time, the police station on the other side of the city was very busy.

Because of what was reported in the newspaper this morning about the death in the lumber field outside the city, the police detectives who had been working overtime for more than ten days because of the serial murder case still had to keep busy.

But even so, the security here is still heavily guarded.

After arriving nearby, Aiwen peeped quietly for a long time, and found that unless he played "Berserker Stealth", it would be unrealistic to sneak in in broad daylight.

Just the dozen or so police officers with dogs near the door who are on guard and patrolling are a big trouble.

Without special powers and professional equipment, it is not easy to do anything with ordinary people.

"It would have been nice if I had drawn the [Thief] inheritance. At least my skills would still be there without the shadow power, and I could still try my hand at stealth!"

Of course, a certain person is just talking about it. If he really replaced it with the shadow power of a thief, he would not do it if he thought that the Holy Light would become a god!

Since there is no way to sneak in, then we have to find another way.

Or, look for a relationship with the police department?
Almost instantly, as a foreigner with no network to use, Aiwen couldn't help but see the figure of the owner of an antique shop.
(End of this chapter)