Today is September 23rd, and ten days have passed since the last note.

Seeing the notes, Martin remembered the list of ritual materials he received at the coffee shop:

[Two dark blue plum fruits, one ounce of aged wine over ten years, one acma feather, and a sharp blade that has harvested intelligent life in twenty-four hours.]

Miss Edith should have performed this ceremony, and the corresponding prayer objects were recorded in the notes-

【Eternal Master of Flesh and Blood】.

This thing sounds like an evil god.

But until now, Martin still couldn't confirm that the ceremony had something to do with her disappearance.

However, this is not something he should consider.

"Captain, find some information, notes show that Edith had performed a ceremony before he disappeared..."

Martin reported the ritual information and clues revealed in his notebook to Mike, of course he did not intend to completely explain it.

Captain Mike nodded and said generously: "Thank you for your hard work. Tonight is considered overtime. If Kasan writes it down tomorrow, there will be additional subsidies."

After struggling for a long time, it was indeed a little late.

Martin actually doesn't care much about overtime or subsidies.

It is quite convenient for this kind of identity to intervene in what he cares about now.

However, through today's incident, Martin also secretly warned himself that he should be more careful in the future.

He read several other books and asked Captain Mike: "Captain, what will be done with these books?"

Without thinking, Mike said directly: "Leave it to the temple to seal it, and it will not appear again until the temple is sure there is no danger."

"Of course, with the efficiency of the temple, it will probably be thrown into a corner and will be sealed from now on."

At the end of the day, he looked at Martin with some curiosity: "Why, are you interested in them?"

Martin nodded, not hiding his thoughts: "You know, I am a historian and more interested in historical knowledge."

Mike pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "They may still have evidence that has not been found yet, so let's put it here first and wait until the investigation is over."

How could Martin not hear Captain Mike's hidden meaning?

During the investigation period, he can read this book casually!

Martin smiled and thanked him, and Captain Mike sent him home in a carriage.

When he got home, Martin couldn't wait to take out his notebook and write down what he had learned today.

He is not afraid that his notebook will fall into the hands of outsiders, because he is probably the only one who understands Chinese characters in this world...

The next day, Martin woke up just after dawn.

He was awakened by hunger.

I worked overtime last night and didn’t have time to eat dinner. After I got home, I could only use half a loaf of bread to pad my stomach.

This little thing is simply not enough.

While yawning, Martin quickly washed up, changed his clothes and went out directly.

He was hungry and prepared to have a good breakfast.

At this time, the only store that opened was the port area.

There is affordable and the taste is good, so it is worth the time to spend.

When Martin had breakfast and left the noisy port area, his brows were already frowning.

Several murders occurred in the city two days ago.

It doesn't matter if it's just a murder case. After all, Faralinburg is so big, it's normal to die a few people every day.

But the problem is that the deceased's death was quite strange, all of which were broken and their internal organs disappeared.

There are already various rumors in the city, and there are terrifying serial murderers wandering around the city, and there are countless versions.

As Martin, who knows some of the inside story, he is naturally very confused.

Is someone taking the opportunity to make trouble?

Or simply imitating a scapegoat?

However, the murder is the responsibility of the garrison, not to mention that he is just a newcomer to the Shijiang Squad, so it is not his turn to worry about these things.

When we arrived at Shijiang Hall, Ms. Kassan had arrived.

After saying hello, Martin got into the lounge and continued reading several books he got last night.

Martin was reading the essay, which recorded the one of the Lord of Space.

This book is very ancient and originated from the Lanpei Empire in the Quaternary.

The writing is also very complicated. Fortunately, Martin knows this kind of writing.

The author is a scholar from the Lanpei Empire, named Aburi.

Most of the contents in this book are his experiences written by some of his usual essays.

The content of this book is a bit scattered, and the author can write whatever he thinks, and sometimes the content before and after is completely okay.

However, the author's status should be quite high.

And it can be seen from the book that he himself is also an extraordinary person.

Ms. Kassan walked in at some point, and as usual, she was holding two cups of steaming flower tea in her hand.

"Are you interested in these things?"

She glanced at the yellow pages in Martin's hand, put the hot flower tea in front of him, and asked casually.

"Yes, it is my hobby to explore the mystery in the book."

Martin put down the book and replied, "Miss Casan, thank you for your flower tea."

Kasan smiled slightly, then reminded: "Then you can go to the study room upstairs to read. There are a lot of books there, I believe you will like it."

"Oh, are there no restrictions?"

Martin was a little moved, but more confused.

Kasan shrugged disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter, the books there are almost moldy. You can take charge of maintaining those books in the future... Look, this is the key, come with me."

Cassan handed over a brass key and brought Martin to the second floor.

Open the door to the room nearest the left corner, and the walls are all bookshelves

Although the bookshelf is not full, there are hundreds of them visually.

It is impossible for Kassan to not understand the importance of knowledge. Her lounge houses many psychology books.

But why don’t you feel at ease to keep such an important place?

By the way, I was just a Shijiang who officially joined the day before yesterday.

If you have nothing to do, you will either be traitor or steal.

This common saying may not be appropriate here, but it is enough to express Martin's doubts.

As if seeing Martin's doubts, Kasan explained: "Since you have joined Shijiang, you are your own person. Besides, the books here do need to be maintained by someone, and you also like these things. So..."

Kassan didn't finish the following content, but the meaning was already very clear.

On the one hand, Miss Casan gave Martin convenience, and on the other hand, she also arrested Martin's strong men.

OK, Martin smelled the moldy smell in the room, and felt ache and happy.

But you have to eat the food in one bite, and you have to read the books one by one...

Martin and Cassan returned to the lounge, Captain Mike and Fry had arrived.

A few minutes later, Doriani also arrived with the bell.

Only Alder arrived in a hurry at the end of the bell.

"The case about Edith can be suspended, Alder."

Captain Mike spoke first.

Ald swallowed the bread in his mouth, and nodded and responded without asking why.

"Frye, what's the case you received?"

Captain Ke then looked at Fry again.

Fry touched the bearded man and replied, "The task of finding a cat has been entrusted to two collaborators."

"There is no clue in the other case yet. I guarded the sailor for a whole night last night and found nothing abnormal."

Martin glanced at him.

This guy looks very energetic and can't tell the fatigue of not sleeping all night.

Yesterday there were five files, Alder and Martin were divided into one, Fry and Doriani were divided into two, and the remaining two were handled by Mike, who is the captain.
To be continued...