Finding people is also a technical job, Uriel didn't realize it until today. He didn't know how much of Xia Zuo's memory was accurate and how much had been altered by Witek. All in all, the Sheriff was now even more untrustworthy than the map in his hand. The apprentice followed him throughout the entire Third Ring City, but could not find any clues about the murderer.
"Can't you sense them?" Uriel couldn't help but ask. They stopped in a gray building. The Sheriff changed his previous attitude, and his expression showed absolute innocence.
"Oh, Uriel." He asked in surprise, "Are you talking about the word 'induction'? Is that a magic, or a divine spell? Do you think I have some special little toy to find the damn murderer?" Come on...that's right, right?"
"Sorry, I said the wrong thing." Uriel immediately realized that Xia Zuo had no memory of being a demon. From this point of view, it is clear that Whittaker is the truly complete part. I couldn't count on him, maybe that's why Witek begged me for help. "follow me."
The gray-white stone bricks are far away from the Yeyu River, drying and crumbling in the sun. White gas evaporates from the soil and dust. In this hazy silence, Uriel felt more than just mysterious ripples. "This is the entrance to the dead end alley." Xia Zuo suddenly said when they passed by a deserted alley.
Uriel had never heard of this place. "Dead End Alley?"
"Whistle Gang territory. The guy hanging in the church is a regular visitor here." The Sheriff knew this quite well. "Only rats can get into the dead corners of the city. Most people don't even know that there is such a place in Brumnot. The circulation of stolen goods, black money, female slaves and poisons is prevalent here. Underground bounties and tobacco smuggling are even bigger businesses... But , there are often some good things that appear here.”
"It must be giving you a headache."
"Indeed... but it's not just criminals who find convenience here. We also get information about fugitives here, and we regularly raid some idiots who have gone too far. I'm sure Hobson is not in the alley."
Apparently, he had searched alone in the morning. This is really not surprising. "There is one of our 'brothers' hidden inside." Uriel reminded in a low voice. "He is constantly using magic, and the disturbance is particularly obvious. Fortunately, there is no magic color around him."
Xia Zuo's face straightened. "We have to find him."
"He had nothing to do with the homicide."
"Yes, but I have a responsibility to contact them. You don't want to see a knight executing someone on the street every day, do you?"
The reason Uriel still kept the map was that the route it navigated avoided the market and the execution ground in front of the market every time. "As you wish."
On the way deep into the alley, the Sheriff turned around frequently to check his reaction, as if trying to figure out his thoughts. It seems that I have left a good impression on him as stubborn, Uriel thought to himself.
He was also watching the Sheriff. Xia Zuo said that he had the responsibility to contact those unknown people, which made him overturn his original conclusion. No devil would like a patrolman, but he thought he would be an exception? All in all, even if he temporarily forgot his related abilities, Xia Zuo would still instinctively urge me to get closer when encountering a demon. The apprentice didn't know if this was some kind of hint that acted on the soul.
The dead end alley is long and narrow, and is cut off by a branch of the Yeyu River. A wooden bridge swayed across the river, and it was packed with people from the beginning to the end of the bridge. The river below people's feet is a bottomless dark green, and the boat is full of dirt and dirt. It neither docks nor travels far. I don't know what it is for. There was a "Night Whisper" sign nailed to a dead tree. Before that, Uriel didn't believe that this was actually a tributary of the Night Whisper River.
The alley is crowded with people, and there are many eye-opening things on the street. Uriel saw a cockroach drink the potion and expand, becoming as big as a lizard. This was probably some kind of malicious alchemical potion, and he saw the magic of pain and disorder in the insects' dense eyes. Two men dragged the half-skinned beast through the market. Xia Zuo told the apprentice that it was a mysterious creature. He could rely on his skin to change the camouflage on his body, so he was in bad luck. As expected, Uriel felt his stomach churn.
A bat was hiding under the eaves, emitting a bloody stench. A tall, thin man with a pipe in his mouth deliberately bumped into him as he passed by. The apprentice just thought that the man had no eyes. As a result, he heard a slap from behind him. When he turned around, he saw the man holding the bat's claw and throwing it into his mouth. He sneered as he chewed, then grinned at them, showing off the mixed entrails on his tongue.
Uriel quickly looked away, trying to forget this scene. He stared at the dirt spilling from the cracks in the wall and opened the fingers of a thief reaching into his pocket. Smoke of various colors floated on the street, and green water kept pouring out from broken water pipes. Uriel had seen the market in Venevoise, and only then did he appreciate the benefits of dry and cold weather. To be honest, even standing in the air of the dead end alley, he felt short of breath. The rush of pedestrians making it even more difficult to move.
"How far is it?" Xia Zuo asked.
"Right in front." The apprentice was fed up with this place. He thought he would never despise the bad environment, but now he could imagine how Danlfion felt when he walked in the werewolf secret passage of Kamaria.
When he stopped, two drunkards were singing on top of the barrel. No one knew what they were singing. Uriel stood for a while, and then he understood from the movements that one person wanted to guess punches, and the other was determined to throw dice. They argued over it in some rhythmic foreign language, sounding like singers who had lost their accordion and were out of tune.
"Who is that guy?" Xia Zuo looked at them, as if hesitating on how to wake them up next.
"No, that guy just came here." And stole the wallet of the guy on the left. Uriel had no intention of telling the Sheriff these trivial matters. "But he left before we got here. I think he's still around here."
Induction is not omnipotent. Whether it is an ordinary mysterious creature or an unknown person, as long as it does not use fire to communicate with magic, there is no difference in his eyes.
At this moment, Uriel suddenly noticed a surge of people. "Someone has fallen overboard!" screamed the prostitute on the boat.
There was a head heaving on the river not far away. The man next to the prostitute, who was either a sailor or a client, stepped back, cursed something, and went to the deck to hold the oar. Uriel hurried to the river, almost forgetting Xia Zuo. As a result, before he could turn around, he saw the Sheriff reflexively running faster than him.
The bridge was more crowded than usual, with countless people talking and heads looking down. The drowned person's red dress floated to the surface. She struggled to get rid of the decoration on it and floated towards the middle of the river. She definitely can't swim. Suddenly there was a splash on the shore, and a man jumped into the dirty green water and grabbed her from behind.
The rescuers swam very fast and they reached the shore together with the boat. The prostitute jumped off the boat and disappeared without looking back. The prostitute pulled her companion into the boat, and Uriel grabbed the man's algae-covered arm and pulled him up the river bank. "You are so brave, sir." The Sheriff clapped hands.
"Thank you." The brave man who went into the water to save others replied. He looked around as if to find the bastard who left the woman in the red dress. Everyone saw the prostitute just docking the boat. "Someone should stop him," the man finally said.
"He's gone. You know, this is what kind of people are good at." Xia Zuo let go of his hand, but Uriel did not. "You need to get dry. Come this way." The apprentice motioned for the confused Sheriff to follow.
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Gunther the Warrior told them his name and claimed to be from San Carlos. Uriel had no idea about San Carlos, but his accent seemed familiar. But he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
"Thank you for your help." Gunther said dryly, "Magic is always very useful in some important aspects. Are you a member of the church?"
"No, but my profession is a gift from the goddess."
"Gaia is above me," he said submissively. It seems that he is also a pan-believer. Uriel knew what he was thinking, and it would be easy to talk about it without losing his head.
He pretended not to notice Gunther's perfunctory tone. "This gentleman is the Sheriff, Witek Shazo."
Gunther paused, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Patrolman." There was nothing unusual in his voice, but there was hesitation on his face.
"Your righteous deeds are admirable."
"That's a far cry from the patrolmen who keep Blumnot safe, sir."
"You look like you have something to say?"
"No, no, a small misunderstanding has been resolved."
"Where have you heard my name before?" Xia Zuo said firmly. His expression turned gloomy for a moment.
"In the newspapers," Gunther admitted.
"That's not what I did." The Sheriff defended so anxiously that he didn't notice that Gunther's expression suddenly became strange, but Uriel saw it. "There are two gangsters who killed Father Fielding and want my life. It's Hobson. You must know him, everyone who comes to Dead End Alley knows him. He is Lady Bertha Verner's brother. .”
Gunther believed him. "I also feel that a police officer like you who is willing to lend a helping hand to others will not murder others. I remember that Father Fielding had a close personal relationship with you." He looked into the eyes of the sheriff and spoke very passionately. "The Sheriff's Department has made a mistake. Detective Poirot will definitely clear your name. She never wrongs a good man. The newspapers say she will solve the case tomorrow night. By tomorrow night, sir, everything will be back to normal."
"You are such a kind person! Since the night before yesterday, everyone has wanted to sever ties with me. Only you are willing to believe me..." Xia Zuoru met a close friend.
Come on Gaia, how did this guy become the Sheriff? Uriel had to interrupt them: "Give me a pause in the commercial exchange. Especially you, Witek Shazo, it will be good for you to be quiet for a while." He turned to Gunther, "Mr. Unknown, you stole After taking the drunkard’s money, he went to save the girl who fell into the water. Now it’s time to see if his pockets are still intact.”
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