Astartes of the Bear School

 Chapter 33 33. Clues

Beyond ordinary people's sense of smell and vision, in the perspective of Lan En, the whole world has changed color.

The corner of the wooden house exuded the smell of ghouls and was marked in bright red in Lan En's field of vision. It should be the passage where the monsters came in, a hole in the ground.

  He was playing with the pieces of meat with his studded leather gloves, and his brain was analyzing the information from each cut.

“The fatal injury was the punctured heart. Although the heart was chewed in half by the ghoul, the edge was still left. The sharp double-edged dagger was of good quality and interesting.”

 The young man talked to himself, which helped him to clear his mind.

The [Trace Detection] skill is not enough, but when it comes to investigating crimes, how can I watch two thousand episodes of Conan in vain?

“Is the angle at which the murder weapon penetrated the heart Mentos the same as I thought?”

 The wisdom in his mind responded to Lan En's low voice.

“After simulation on the human body model, the dagger indeed penetrated the heart diagonally from the third rib on the left. In order to ensure a fatal blow, the dagger was rotated about thirty degrees in the body.”

"Aha." The young man raised his eyebrows, "Stable, accurate, and ruthless. A veteran."

 Inexperienced humans will have shortness of breath, trembled wrists, and sharply reduced field of vision when fighting for the first time.

This man's technique shows that he is not only an experienced fighter, but also an experienced murderer who can watch the victim's dying process up close.

 Lan En dug out the shoes worn by the victim in the mess again.

 Fortunately, these three ghouls were not so hungry that they even chewed the tanned leather, otherwise they would not even be able to keep these shoes.

“Based on the size of the shoes, the victim was about 170 centimeters tall.”

 You cannot judge a person's height by looking at a person's upper body, because most people's upper bodies are the same length, and the two legs are the source of the height gap.

 After obtaining this information with difficulty, Lan En finally understood why he was convinced that this was a "cannibalism case."

 The young man held a large arm bone in his hand, and his fingers brushed over the pale bones.

“The teeth marks are not those of a ghoul, but those of a human being.”

Not only that, the murderer first used a knife to peel off the skin on the victim's upper arm, possibly even cutting off a large piece of flesh.

 So according to the opening and closing of the upper and lower jaws of humans, it can bite on the upper arm, and the teeth deeply touch the bones.

 Before the ghoul "processed" the body, the wound must have been more shocking.

 “animal.”

 Lan En said the conclusion calmly.

This tone is not an angry scolding, but a statement of facts.

The murderer is no longer human in terms of self-awareness.

With no valuable information left, Lan En grabbed a handful of bloodless soil on the ground and wiped his hands, stood up from a half-crouched position and walked out.

Now, the members of the team led by Philip Strenger were standing outside the wooden house because of the noise of the battle.

As the captain and the person with the highest position, the strong Philip was cursing.

 “Are you idiots crawling out of the belly of evil spirits?!”

No one in the team dared to look at him when he was cursing, even though he was still rubbing his forehead because of his hangover.

"Corpse! Our only evidence! Clues! No one cares about it here? Eaten by ghouls?! You have been out of the army for so long that you can't even keep vigil, right?"

 He walked around the team members, getting angrier as he talked.

They are a group of veterans who have just come out of the war army in Temeria to support the restoration of Hydaris to the throne. They have returned to their hometown to serve the local lords.

And now, it seems that the errand is going to go wrong!

Thinking of this, Philip finally grabbed the armor around a soldier's neck with his right hand and pulled him to him.

"You don't want to spend the night with a rotting corpse, do you? Then do you want to become that rotting corpse yourself!? Ah? Talk!"

 No one dared to reply to him at this time.

The first level of an official position is overwhelming, let alone an official position in the army.

 But some students are dissatisfied with teachers’ training, let alone a group of sergeants.

　　A voice timidly appeared in the dead silence.

"I, if you want me to say, it's the witcher's fault. People say that witchers bring bad luck, and I'm absolutely right. This corpse was fine in the past few days, but now it's gone as soon as he comes."

 “Hey! Show some respect.” Halberdier York’s voice immediately appeared, confronting him **** for tat.

"The witcher has nothing to do with Doom. He is the helper we invited. Are you slandering your own helper like this?" Lan En walked out of the room, and he heard what he just said.

 But now the force of the words could not even break his defense.

So the young man just nodded to the halberdier who spoke for him.

At this time, Philip also let go of the sergeant in his hand, held his helmet, and walked to Lan En with a solemn expression.

 “I’m sorry we didn’t keep the clues, these idiots have slacked off too much now.”

 He first examined himself, then rubbed his hands and cast an expectant look at Lan En.

“But York just said, what clues can you find in that pile of wreckage? Is it really possible?”

"How should I say it?" The young man was also cleaning the dust on his hands at the moment. He seemed to be thinking of the mess in the house and unconsciously ground his teeth.

 “The broken ones were indeed not light.”

 “Oh.” Philip was visibly disappointed, but this result was really expected.

If all corpses that have been chewed by ghouls can be found out, then the demon hunter can just go to the temple and become a priest.

 It is better to ask them than to worship the gods.

 Come on, Jazz’s mission is to find the missing person.

Philipp waved his hands behind him in frustration, and was about to take a group of brothers back to the crow's nest to report on their work.

  “But the information is not lacking.”

Um? !

The tall and strong officer turned around suddenly while holding on to his helmet.

"The murderer is about 160 centimeters tall and weighs 60 kilograms. He is a skilled killer. He has a double-edged dagger of good quality. I guess his cannibalism has reached a stage where he can only eat human flesh and nothing else. And he had been hungry for a long time when he killed this man."

The young man dusted his palms and recounted the results of his investigation in a calm voice.

Philip was very excited when he heard it. This was because his mission had been fulfilled!

 But then, as Lan En's description became more and more detailed, his expression began to hesitate.

 There are few clues, and they were ruined by ghouls. Can it really provide so much information?

This guy doesn't want to defraud money, does he?

Lan En, who was still talking leisurely, seemed to have taken his concerns into consideration.

"That guy has eaten a lot of people. When he killed the victim farmer, he even skinned him to ensure the taste and cleanliness. But his first bite actually hit the bone directly. He was too hungry. . And a person who owns a dagger that can go between bones without even dropping any iron filings can have a full meal anywhere even if it is a temporary mortgage. So there is no doubt that he only eats Human flesh.”

 The logic was clear, and now Philip's doubts completely disappeared.

The sergeants behind him, including York, who had already seen the extraordinary power of the witcher, opened their mouths one by one under this kind of logical thinking that they had never seen before, like carp waiting to be fed in the pond.

"Besides, he may be a foreigner." When saying this, Lan En was unusually hesitant.

  After all, he claimed to be a foreigner yesterday, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

 Philip, worthy of his position, sensed this at once.

 “What is this, Master Witcher?”

“Because he is a foreigner, he doesn’t know the significance of Durnham, so he would commit murder here.”

Bernie told Lan about Durnham's situation when he was still in Oridian.

Although it is a place where residents’ beliefs converge, it is actually the intersection of several roads.

Under the teachings of the goddess Meliteli, people went to worship the three small stone statues there, which are the three incarnations of the goddess.

The statues are of a carefree girl, a loving pregnant woman, and a hunched old woman.

 Leave a meager amount of food, belongings, etc. there, and passers-by in need will take some away.

When he is able to repay it in the future, he will also donate it to Meritelli again.

 So if Dunhan is in the non-sacrificial period, there is really nothing special about it.

As a result, unsuspecting outsiders may risk public outrage and kill people on the spot.

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