Alex didn't finish his words, but many speculations had already arisen in his mind.
Faced with such a monster, it would be understandable if only one or two people were left relying on their companions to buy time with their lives until rescue arrived. However, none of the people attacked by the gargoyles died, and the injuries they received were all serious. Most of them were bruises and bumps, so this thing felt a bit strange.
This can no longer be described as a mere coincidence or miracle.
And judging from the reactions of the townspeople last night, the appearance of the stone monster was also the first time they had seen it.
After that, the two of them stayed in the clinic for a while, and got some information about the deceased in the Piper incident from the town doctor. Although Hesse was only a doctor in a remote town, he also served as the town's forensic doctor. Except for one or two deceased whose family members strongly objected to autopsies, and except for Old John, who was killed just last night, he had conducted autopsies on all the remaining deceased, so he naturally knew the details of these deceased.
As the town mayor said, the causes of death of all the deceased found after the sound of the flute are different. Judging from the method of death, time, and the identity and background of the deceased, there is almost nothing in common. Otto and Alex In the clinic, Kes learned almost all the information and details about the previous deaths, but could not get much useful information.
It felt like he had been busy for so long but had gained nothing. Otto walked out of the clinic with a sore back and yawned repeatedly. The struggle with documents made his spirit even more depressed than before. Now he was almost sleepy. Unable to open his eyes, he allowed Alex's pull and inertia to move forward with his eyes half closed: Didn't you say you were here to collect intelligence? Aren't we really wasting our efforts?
A lot of information has been collected and it’s time to go to the next place.
The old hunter pulled Otto through the town. From time to time, they would meet several passing townspeople. The former could keenly capture the hatred and fear hidden in the eyes of these townspeople looking at him, but maybe it was because of the photography. Due to his fierce temperament, he met several townspeople along the way, but no one dared to come forward to find trouble with these two people, so the two of them walked through the town unimpeded.
Have it? ! I do not know how? Otto opened his eyes in surprise, but was immediately blinded by the dazzling sunlight and yawned again: Where should we go next? I'm so sleepy. When can you stop and let me sleep for a while?
The old hunter didn't look back: Let's go to the cemetery. You can sleep there for a while and I'll go investigate.
Hearing the word cemetery, Otto suddenly fell asleep. He opened his eyes in horror and looked at Alex who was pulling him forward: What the hell? ! Did I just hear something terrible? Did you just say that you wanted to bury me in the cemetery and let me sleep there forever?
Otto, there's something very strange about this. The old hunter obviously didn't mean to accompany him to fool around, and he didn't give any explanation for what he just said. Instead, he raised a new question: Although the witch has incredible power, this incredible power also has its limits. Maybe it can Let a stone gain life like a living thing, but it is just a stone that gains life. It cannot turn into a lifelike gargoyle.
Otto seemed a little confused. Lack of sleep made the gears turning in his brain sluggish and sluggish like rust: Do you mean that the witch is also an artist? She taught herself carving techniques, specially carved several stones and then transformed them into her own pets. ?
No, I mean that the witch may have ready-made transformation materials. Alex was a little speechless at his judgment, and his steps were a little faster. Yesterday, some of the gargoyles were covered with moss, and some had skins that looked like Some wear and tear seems to be caused by being left outside for a long time to be exposed to wind and sun. Judging from the style, they actually look like gargoyles on the roof, or simply some stone carvings, so I doubt it. The witch might have transformed the materials she had on hand into her familiar.
Alex pulled Otto forward very fast, enough to catch up with an adult's trotting speed, and the town was really not very big, so soon the two of them came to the cemetery railway on the edge of the town. in front of the door.
The cemetery in Melas Town is located in the northeast corner of the town, with walls all around.
The only entrance and exit is blocked by a huge iron gate. Through the gap in the large iron gate, Alex can vaguely glimpse some scenery in the cemetery. The first half of the cemetery is a combination of residences, The morgue for storing corpses and the studio for making coffins is a multi-purpose gravekeeper's cabin. It is a two-story wooden house that looks shaky. There is also a small vegetable garden built with bricks in the front yard, in which green flowers are planted. vegetables, and continue along the artificial path outside the front yard, passing through a few pairs of square stone pillars placed on both sides of the path, without any sculptures or decorations, and feeling a bit unclear, and then you can reach the town cemetery.
However, the old hunter was rejected.
Don't come in! Foreigners, go back to where you belong! By letting strangers like you step into the cemetery, you are disturbing the dead who are sleeping here!
The tombkeeper is a strange old man named Joey. According to Hessen, this strange old man with a withdrawn personality and a solitary personality has been the tombkeeper for decades. Others are unwilling to deal with the dead and think it is bad luck. He is the only one who does not despise the work of dealing with the dead all day long. He is responsible for mortuing corpses, building coffins for the dead, assisting priests in funerals, burials, and guarding cemeteries. However, he is taciturn, has a gloomy temperament, and is difficult to contact, so the town Many people have a bad impression of him.
Judging from Otto's current feelings, he did not have a good impression of this old man. His voice was too loud. Not only did the shouting in the beginning make him sleepless, but now it made his ears hurt.
This skinny old man has a stooped body, and the wrinkles on his face make him look like a piece of tree bark that looks like a human face. Although he is separated by a large iron door, he faces tall and powerful people. The ferocious Alex was not afraid at all, and even waved his cane and hit the iron fence hard, making bursts of sharp and ear-piercing knocking sounds.
Old man, we really don't mean any harm. Please calm down. We also want to help you and see if we can find any clues about the witch from the body of yesterday's victim and end the tragedy in this town as soon as possible.
Seeing the other party's reaction so fiercely, the old hunter was a little at a loss. He waved his hands repeatedly to try to clear up the misunderstanding, but before he could finish his words, Joey shouted back with a louder voice: Get out! Despicable foreigners are not allowed in! Get back!
Otto covered his ears and watched Alex's fierce face lose its deterrent effect for the first time and had to walk back in dejection. He couldn't help but feel a little funny: Are you stupid? I didn’t expect there were people in the world who weren’t afraid of your face, right? How about it? It's almost time now, should we go to church?
But what I didn't expect was that there was no sense of frustration on the old hunter's face. Instead, he had a serious expression on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking about: there should be something on those stone pillars in Junqu Pavilion.
What? Otto's head couldn't turn around for a while.
Forget it, let's go to the church to meet them first.
In the church in the town, Clement knelt before the table and prayed devoutly as always. He did not wear the ascetic robes he had worn before. His robes were used to cover up the tragic condition of old John last night, so now he only wears an ordinary suit. In the clergyman's clothing, the sun shines through the skylight to form a beam of light and shines in front of the pulpit. Some dust reflects the light and turns into light spots floating around him, while Roger and Ilson stand a little further away from Clement. They were discussing something. Since it was not time to go to town yet, there were only three of them in the church.
However, their discussion was coming to an end at this time. The mayor's eyes were fixed on Ilson, as if he was making a final decision: Should he do this in the end? Maybe we can have other ways to solve it
No more, Roger. You and I both know we only have this choice now, right? From the moment the witch's pet was exposed to the townspeople, the Piper incident could no longer be excused as a serial murderer like in the past. We failed to find the piper before the incident spread. It has become an inevitable trend for a new round of witch hunting in the town. Now we may not be able to contain the situation in Melas. Ilson sighed and revealed The helpless look, now we must stabilize the situation. The fear, anger and violent desire of the townspeople to execute the witch are like a time bomb. Only by solving this time bomb that may explode at any time will the situation be completely out of control. Witch
The trial becomes a witch trial that is controllable and can be terminated at any time. Only then can we consider what we want to accomplish.
As he said that, he turned to look at Clement who was praying. However, Pastor Clement, you have to understand that this does not mean that we support your so-called witch hunting.
If you dare to try to send innocent people to the stakes in Witch Hunt like last time, then the cooperation will end and we will still stand up to stop you!
Faced with the undisguised threat, Clement seemed not to have heard it. After reciting the last prayer, he stood up and turned around. A rare smile appeared on his usually indifferent face, as if he was Feel happy that the other person has finally found his way back.
Don’t worry, I will purify all the evil and heresy that are against the Lord, so that the witch heritage in Melas Town will be cut off forever.
Okay, the lost lambs are coming soon, let’s start the witch hunting happily
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