The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Someone died."

Gildo slammed open the door, and Sigmund clenched his cane and walked into it quickly.

The room was messy, with stacked toys scattered everywhere, and there was a large area of ​​dazzling blood on the open space in the middle. It seemed that a person had struggled frantically there before dying.

Lifting the partition curtain, Sigmon came to the atrium of the store. Behind the counter near the wall, a broken body was sitting on a chair.

The belly of the corpse was cut open, and the internal organs mixed with blood rushed out from the gap in the stomach. When Sigmon observed, the swollen body of the corpse seemed to move slightly.

"careful!"

Gildo stepped forward to block Sigmon.

Clap!

At this moment, a sticky lump of meat fell out from the gap in the corpse's stomach.

The thing tumbled on the ground twice, and got up facing Sigmon and others.

"It's a mouse!"

Gildo didn't let his guard down, the mouse didn't even run away when he saw the person, but shook the blood-stained hair on his body, stood up half-standing and squeaked.

The next moment, another lump of meat fell out from the abdominal cavity of the corpse.

Haw, haw.

There were several sounds in succession, and the corpse's stomach was instantly shriveled.

It turned out that the movement Sigmon saw just now was caused by a group of mice crawling and gnawing in the stomach of the corpse.

Whoosh whoosh!

At this moment, a cold light flashed across the extreme road, and the squeaky screaming rat was nailed to the ground before it could turn around.

Gildor turned his head, and Sigmon took back the flying knife in his hand. The first test worked surprisingly well.

A throwing knife is obviously more useful than a pistol in this situation.

The drawer on the counter was violently smashed open, and the contents inside were swept away.

"Unfortunate fellow, this is the encounter with a thief. After death, the body was eaten by mice."

Gildo sighed and relaxed slightly.

"No." Sigmund shook his head.

He activated his extraordinary power, and the messy breath was dismantled one by one.

"He was tortured and killed."

After he finished speaking, he didn't go to examine the body, but walked quickly to a compartment next to him. Pushing the door open, it refers to a stove for making fire and the coke inside.

"Look at the marks on the ground over there. If I guessed correctly, the murderer should have tied the shopkeeper to the bench and put it there."

"Then put the iron basin with the mice on his stomach. At that time, as long as the iron basin is heated with something like coke, the stimulated mice will scratch frantically."

In order to escape the high temperature, he tore open his stomach and drilled into his abdominal cavity.

"This process should last for a long time. This Laituo suffered inhuman torture before his death."

"It seems that the target of the two dolls is not me at all, but him."

If there was no accidental interference, he should have been killed by the puppet that night, not after the fact, after the Oracle Church had investigated the events here.

"What a **** lunatic."

Gildo endured the stench of the stain, rummaging through the available information.

"Sigmon!"

Pushing away the corpse, Gildo seemed to have found something and screamed.

Sigmon looked back, the Demon Hunter was holding a blood-soaked photo in his hands.

"Guess who I found on the photo?"

The photo is a few years old, and half of it is soaked in blood. Fortunately, I can still see the faces of the characters. One of them should be the dead toy store owner, and there are...

"You still remember this guy, Nick's father, the owner of White Seagull Manor, that Mr. Lester." Gildo said from the side.

"And this one." He pointed to the other one.

"It's Miles' father, our Mr. Justice."

Gildo dragged the corpse to the ground and checked the completely hollowed out abdominal cavity.

"You're right, this is a revenge. There have been similar rumors in this place, saying that blood sacrifices with the internal organs of the enemy can make the dead rest in peace."

"It seems that these three people have known each other a long time ago."

Sigmon thoughtfully searched the room and found no other information. The two happened to meet Rebecca's carriage when they returned to the street along the same road.

"This is the information file you want." The female lawyer looked reluctant. When she was going out just now, Sigmund asked her to go to the Liam Police Station and the Civic Center with Gildo's badge.

"Is it all here?"

"All the cases that Mr. Judge has handled."

Thinking of the photo he just saw, Sigmon had a new idea, "Can you help me find a case related to the Lester family?"

Rebecca was familiar with this aspect. She searched alphabetically and quickly found a stack of documents.

After opening it, Sigmund was quickly attracted by a name.

"The manor murder was just an accident, and the poor boy was a pervert."

"Groot?"

He continued to rummage, "Alber Groot!"

It turned out to be a person's full name.

"Who is that?" Gildo looked puzzled.

Sigmon tried to concentrate, recalling Nicole's diary he had read, and soon some information appeared in his mind.

"Today, a new gardener came to the manor. I saw their husband and wife and their son upstairs. Who is this? I can't remember his name."

Elber? Groot?

Well, it's all the same.

Sooner or later they will die.

Yes, that's the name, that's the new gardener's son.

He recalled the description of the murderer in Montana's memory.

Strong obsession, desire to revive relatives.

"This gentleman sued the owner of the manor where he worked~www.novelmt.com~ that his son was murdered, but the court finally ruled that the child was trampled by horseshoes."

Rebecca held out her head curiously.

"The record says that the child was kicked to death because it was too close to the mare's butt. Some people here even said that it was all because of a child's crazy sexual fantasies."

"It's a vicious remark, whoever said it should be damned!" The lawyer was rarely angry.

"You're right about one thing, the guy who said these words is indeed dead." Sigmund glanced back at the toy store.

The matter is very clear. There was a death in the manor, and that Mr. Lester got through the relationship between the police station and the judge.

So the child's death became an accident.

Not only that, but the poor child became a perverted pervert who peeked into the mare's butt.

He now remembered what he had seen in the carriage the night before.

Naked man, exploding mouth.

It was the revenge of a gardener who, instead of killing the judge, poured out all his anger on his child.

To be honest, Sigmon didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do so.

"What's next? Where do we go to find this gardener?" Gildo asked after listening to Sigmon's analysis.

"There are no other clues. I can only check the workshop that provides these two toys."

"Do you know where it is?" The inventory and transaction information in the room had been taken away by the Oracle Church in the last investigation.

"Go drive the carriage, let's go to Xicheng District."

As for the female lawyer, she was ruthlessly abandoned in Cross Street by Sigmund.

"Let's wait for the rent increase next month, as well as meal expenses!!"

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