Chapter 112: A Corner of the Veil in the Deep Prison
Anthony borrowed a room from the station to be used as an interrogation room. The man sewing the body was held up by two police officers and held down on a chair, and his clothes were cut into strands. , any place where something might be hidden was carefully searched.
Helot led Firollo to the corpse stitcher. The assistant officer was preparing to record the interrogation on the table beside him.
With Anthony's permission, Herot took out his pocket watch to check the time, and then said to the stitcher: "The train will start in ten minutes. You don't have much time to waste. Accurately You can save yourself the trouble by answering the questions.
Are you a person in prison? ”
The man who was sewing the corpse had a pressure band on his mouth and said inarticulately: "Do you want to threaten a person who studies death with death..."
Before he finished speaking, the man who was sewing the corpse had a look on his face. He immediately showed a look of pain, his facial features were twisted in pain, and he wanted to scream but couldn't. Then his eyes suddenly opened wide, his pupils shrank to the smallest size, and his body struggled so violently that even the two strong sheriffs could not hold him down.
The look of the man sewing the corpse made Anthony immediately become nervous, and he unconsciously tried to draw his sword.
But he still controlled himself in time, looked at Herot, and then looked at the little girl next to Herot.
The little girl was staring at the painful corpse stitcher with her pair of eyes that made people reluctant to look at her, mumbling something in her mouth.
Spell!
Anthony felt the nervous look from the officer and made a calming gesture to her.
Anthony, who has been under a spell, knows what the corpse stitcher is going through now. It is not a magical mental attack, it is not an illusion of perception, it is a real effect on the body. It's like a parasite growing in your flesh and brain has been tormenting you, but you have no good way to get rid of it.
Anthony did not expect that he would see the conjurer again, and could not help but recall the pain he had experienced.
“I, I said!”
The words that the stitcher uttered with difficulty drew Anthony's attention back to the interrogation scene.
The pain stopped, and the corpse-stitcher's chest rose and fell violently, breathing heavily.
Helot took the time to ask: "Are you a person from deep prison?"
"Yes!"
"The deceased in compartment 6 of the 12th carriage of the train is Who killed him? ”
"It's me."
"Why kill him?"
"I was ordered to monitor Crowlund Manor and wait for the killer sent from the headquarters. You suddenly left Hog Town, I can only I will follow you to the train. In order to delay your journey, I will use necromancy to kill people and force the sheriff on the train to drive you off."
Helot looked at Anthony and analyzed the reasons for the murder. The same.
Helot then asked: "Is killing me in the deep prison for revenge?"
"You suddenly inherited the Crowlund Manor. We speculate that your father must have died. You are now the last direct bloodline of Crowlund. If you also die, the collateral descendants of Crowlund may be able to inherit Crowlund." Everything about the Lund family.
Of course it’s also for revenge... Mirel is the daughter of Karaman Claw Lund, and he is responsible for your pursuit.”
Hai. Lot thought deeply.
In the past, when the deep prison only knew that the father had a son and did not know where his son was, they only wanted to loot the Claulund Manor. Now that the prison has judged that their father is dead, and he has appeared as the last direct descendant of the Claude family, they want to inherit the manor completely, including the inheritance of the founding fathers. Finally, Herot asked: "What is the Deep Prison?"
As a detective, the corpse stitcher was not an important figure in the prison, but his confession still revealed a corner of this mysterious organization for Herot.
The undead, the corpse stitchers, and the grave keepers are the three important components of the deep prison.
Among them, the undead were the original founders of the Deep Prison, and their original purpose was to shelter the desperate undead who were being hunted.
The Corpse Stitchers joined relatively early and are the largest in number. They are the backbone of the Deep Prison.
The tomb guards joined later, with a small number and low status.
The people who planned the invasion of the Crowlund Manor this time were some of the tombkeepers, especially the descendants of the Claulund family. They firmly believed that there was undead magic in the Cloulund Manor that made the tombkeepers stronger.
In other words, the people who carried out this operation were only a small group of people in the deep prison.
Anthony listened on the sidelines and realized that the Deep Prison is now a very large secret illegal organization, and the corpse stitchers will inevitably be involved in corpse theft and murder.
He couldn't help but ask: "The prison is so big, what is your source of income? I look at your clothes and belongings, it seems you are quite rich."
Magic research has always been a money-burning sport. The corpse may be stolen, but all the materials for making corpse puppets cannot be stolen. The current social status of necromancers determines that they will not have a good source of income, so where does the money in the deep prison come from?
Look at the corpse stitcher who was caught. He was wearing well-made clothes that ordinary people could not afford.
The corpse stitcher replied: "I don't know. Since I joined the Deep Prison, I have never had to worry about money. When I need corpses and materials, I only need to write an application and they will be received soon. What you want.”
The deep prison is more brutal than imagined.
And it cannot be regarded as an insignificant underground organization.
Anthony knew that he had been involved in a huge case, but this case was obviously not something that a train security chief was qualified to handle.
The assistant officer recorded the confession, and it happened that the local sheriff also got the news and rushed to the train station.
The body cannot be parked on the train, and there are no conditions for further processing the murder case.
Anthony handed over the murderer, the body, and all the evidence and materials related to the case to the local sheriff, and then returned to the carriage with Herot when the train whistle blew.
"Mr. Claude, I chopped the door of your compartment into pieces. It will take some time to replace it. Why don't you come to my compartment and have a cup of coffee. I want to thank you. No. With your help, perhaps the second and third deceased have appeared."
Helot accepted the invitation: "Okay... I heard that the coffee specially provided for the train police officer is very refreshing, and I have wanted to try it for a long time. Taste it.”
Anthony smiled and said: "It's very refreshing. If you drink one glass, you won't be sleepy all night. When the door of your compartment is repaired, you can only use meditation to rest."
The two chatted Then we came to the Sheriff's room.
The layout inside has a strong military style, and all items are neatly placed where they should be. There is also a photo of Anthony as a soldier hanging on the wall, wearing an imperial military uniform, with the rank of captain, and many medals hanging on his chest.
A person with a lot of stories.
Anthony invited Herot to sit down, and the assistant brought coffee.
Then he whispered to Anthony: The evening shift has been arranged!
The assistant brought two more glasses of juice to Bresceni and Ferolo, and then left.
(End of this chapter)