District 13, where the Knights reside.
In the dim room, the lights suddenly turned on.
The knight holding the investigation file walked into it and said to the woman who was staring at the window in a daze: "Excuse me, madam, there are some new questions that require your cooperation in the investigation."
The knight's voice echoed in the room, but the woman seemed to have not heard his words and remained stunned in place.
Timothy, who was separated by a wall, looked at the woman in white with disheveled hair in the room and frowned.
"ah!"
Suddenly, the woman's eyes widened and she exclaimed.
"Butterfly!"
"There are butterflies!"
She pointed to the air in front of her in surprise and reached forward to grab it. The knight in charge of the inquiry rubbed his eyebrows and showed a headache.
He was really not good at dealing with lunatics. Over the past few days, the knight even felt like his hair had moved back several centimeters.
He sighed, sat down on the stool, and opened the investigation file.
"Ms. Casey, please recall carefully, did you have any contact with these people before your accident?"
The knight picked out a few portraits and placed them in front of the woman, trying to communicate with her. However, the woman, who was sometimes sober and sometimes crazy, was obviously not in her state this time. She looked at the sky and the earth, but did not look at the portraits placed at hand.
The knights couldn't pry her head off and press it on the table. After all, this crazy woman was also a victim and was still their target of protection. This status determined that they couldn't use excessive means to obtain information.
He could only hold the portrait and take the initiative to approach the woman.
Unfortunately, the woman had no intention of cooperating. Even though the portrait was pasted in front of her, she just closed her eyes, as if it was some kind of savage beast and refused to face it.
After repeated attempts to no avail, the knight had no choice but to shake his head at Timothy and take the portrait back.
When Timothy saw this, his frown deepened.
If he had a choice, he didn't want to embarrass a person with an abnormal mental state.
However, based on the information currently available, this crazy woman is probably the only breakthrough point that the Knights can reach.
So no matter how difficult her situation is, they can only continue to waste time with her.
Timothy pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling deeply tired.
It's certainly a good thing to find an insider.
However, her mental state was indeed so bad that many special methods could not be used. Now that the investigation was at a deadlock, Timothy also felt a headache.
The cause of the incident goes back ten days.
That day, during her rare sober time, this woman submitted a letter to the Knights.
The content written in the letter was very bizarre. To sum it up in one sentence, her "bloodline" had been stolen, so she needed the help of the Knights.
At first, the knights who received the letter did not take it seriously.
Especially after learning that the person who wrote the letter was a lunatic, I didn’t take it seriously.
It was not until some other events occurred later that this strange letter and the crazy woman Cathy were taken seriously.
After looking at the woman who was still immersed in her own world, the knight felt that he would not be able to ask anything, but he still continued: "You said before that your bloodline..."
As soon as he was halfway through speaking, the key words he accidentally uttered aroused a fierce reaction from the woman.
She rushed to the table like a madman and shouted: "Give it back to me!"
"Give me my stuff back!"
"You thief!"
"Thief!"
Looking at the woman who was almost touching his face, the knight calmly sorted out the information, and then nodded in recognition.
"Yes, I am the thief. The thief is sitting in front of you now. Do you have anything else to say?"
The woman's eyes widened and she looked at him with a pair of eyes that were so white that they turned blue. The knight's face was reflected in her eyeballs. The woman
After watching it quietly for a long time, he suddenly let out a "poof" sound and burst into laughter.
"Can you fart?"
here we go again.
The knight took a deep breath, picked up the file, and was about to walk out. The woman stopped him and said she wanted to watch him dance, which made the knight lose his temper. After a few perfunctory words, he left the room.
He looked at his boss waiting outside and shook his head.
He had asked this woman countless times.
To be honest, it would be convenient for her to remain crazy. She could just give up asking and pretend that there is no such source of information. However, this woman's madness comes in waves, and she occasionally wakes up, so things are troublesome. got up.
In order to catch up with her waking hours, the knight had been busy these two days.
He came close to Timothy and said to him: "We checked the resident records and found that Miss Casey's ancestors did produce professionals with special talents."
"Judging from the family pedigree, there is indeed a chance that she will show good blood talent."
In other words, from an objective point of view, what Casey said is that there is a possibility that he has a powerful hidden bloodline and is coveted by others.
But the strange thing is that when they checked, they didn't detect any signs of damage in her body.
This is one of the reasons why the Knights did not pay attention to it before.
In addition, the person involved was in such a mental state that he couldn't even understand what he was saying. Even if they wanted to investigate, they had no clue, so in the end they dropped the matter.
"If we hadn't found new clues and linked it to her, we might still think it was just her imagination."
The knight touched his chin and reasoned.
"This Ms. Casey's bloodline is probably really extraordinary."
"But as far as I know, this kind of technology that can remove the power of a person's blood without damaging her body does not exist."
He scratched his head in confusion and said dejectedly: "I don't know what is true and what is false now."
Timothy comforted him, "Don't be discouraged. We are already refining the healing potion. Let's wait for her next sober period. If Cathy remains unconscious, we will take measures based on the self-will she expressed in her letter. Some extraordinary means to stimulate her spirit."
That's all it can do now.
The knight nodded, handed the information in his hand to his superior, turned around and walked out.
After watching his men leave, Timothy opened the notebook in his hand and looked at the investigation report inside.
One of them has some traces like crabs crawling on it.
Timothy looked at the weird pattern and slowly frowned.
This shape...should be a monster in the sea, right?
But why do the monsters in the sea run to Area 13?
He couldn't figure it out, so he simply gathered all the information together and handed it over to the head of the group to deal with the headache.
Timothy himself took one last look at Casey who was smiling in the room, shook his head, and left the scene.
The situation is getting more and more chaotic.
He didn't know what these people were after in Area 13, and they insisted on coming here to cause trouble. He sighed tiredly, quickened his pace, and walked towards the room where the group leader was.
