Calamity Crown

Everyone was stunned and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

With a faint smile, Goethe walked from the shadows to the streetlight, just like an actor on the stage.

"Goethe Winchester?!"

Many people in the crowd knew Goethe and were surprised.

Especially the two police officers, Xiusta and An, who had just met Goethe before, were even more surprised.

Xiusta scratched his head with a curious look on his face.

"Student Winchester, what can you do?"

the officer asked kindly.

Ann on the side stared at Goethe with thought in his eyes.

"Well, there's a little thing."

Goethe nodded, and glanced at the thoughtful Ann. Obviously, this female police officer, who has experienced the baptism of war, is far more sensitive than Xiusta and others. Perhaps giving the other party a little more time, they can also find something wrong.

Of course, it could be nothing.

However, this has nothing to do with Goethe.

He is not familiar with the other party.

There is no reason to point the other side.

He stood up only because he had to complete the main task [becoming a recognized folklorist within three months].

Goethe turned his attention to a boy in the crowd.

On the other hand, he was immature, wearing a long-sleeved shirt and trousers similar to school uniforms, just like the students around him. At most, the sleeves were not rolled up, but were put down tightly and buttoned up.

"Are you the murderer?"

Goethe asked with a smile.

Although it was a question, the tone was full of affirmation.

"Winchester, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"How could I kill someone?"

The boy yelled.

The opponent's heart beat more and more violently.

Boom, boom, it sounded like a drum to Goethe's ears.

When his physical fitness was four times higher than that of ordinary people, Goethe liked to use his 'body' to 'solve cases' more and more.

No need to hunt for clues like the detective of the same name.

Just stand there, listen to the abnormal heartbeat, and observe the abnormal expression.

Although this trick cannot be 100% effective, for example, the owner of the pine nut hotel, Goethe can't hear anything abnormal, and the heartbeat of the other party is completely normal from the beginning to the end.

But that's all.

The rest worked.

And just now Goethe did just that.

The murderer obviously didn't have the self-control ability of the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel. Goethe just stood in a secluded place, glanced at it, and found the only strange thing among the crowd.

Then, after careful observation, it was directly determined that the other party was the murderer.

"You are slandering me!"

The other party yelled hysterically.

This situation attracted the attention of the surrounding policemen.

This time the opponent panicked even more.

"You said I killed someone, show me the evidence!"

"There is no evidence, just blood spraying!"

Obviously, the opponent was completely out of control.

In fact, before, the other party's cover-up was not bad, at least he kept his face calm, and by taking advantage of the large number of people around and the dim light, he managed to hide it from the inquiring police.

However, after being directly exposed by Goethe, the other party felt guilty.

And Goethe didn't intend to continue entangled with the other party.

"Aren't you hot?"

As Goethe said, he looked at the sleeves rolled down by the other party.

Ann, who had been watching Goethe all the time, rushed over immediately to check the other's sleeve, but the boy refused to let him go, and even took out a utility knife from his pocket.

"do not come!"

The boy yelled.

But it was useless at all, and An kicked him on the wrist directly. When the utility knife fell to the ground, the opponent was also thrown over the shoulder by An, and An rolled up the sleeve of the opponent.

Two clear scratches appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Go check Liz's nails!"

Ann said loudly.

"Not only Liz, but also Laura's."

Goethe on the side added.

Goethe laughed when everyone looked at him again.

"In the same place, in a short period of time, 'suicides' happened consecutively. You don't think there is any connection between them?"

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

The police acted quickly.

After a while, the result came out.

The scratches were left by Laura.

Facing the evidence, the boy who was firmly pinned to the ground raised his head and shouted——

"I like Laura, what's wrong? I asked Liz to invite her to the roof for me. I wanted to confess to her, but she dared to refuse me and resist me, so I pushed her down by mistake!"

"That bitch Liz actually threatened me! She even wanted to blackmail me! I pushed her down too, what's wrong?"

"I am right!"

Such words made everyone around frown.

An even more undisguised disgust appeared on the face of the female police officer.

"Like is not forced!"

"You have broken the law!"

"You will be severely punished!"

The female police officer sneered.

"Severe punishment?"

"Hahaha!"

"My father is a city councilman!"

"I'm underage!"

"I'll be fine!"

The boy laughed, and the people around couldn't help scolding him.

And Goethe?

His face turned cold instantly.

He stepped in front of the other party, and just looked down at the other party, as if looking at maggots.

"How do you think I know you killed someone?"

Goethe asked.

"Why?"

The boy stopped laughing wildly immediately, and looked at Goethe suspiciously.

The other party thinks they are doing well enough that they cannot be found out.

At least, it shouldn't have been discovered so quickly.

"She told me."

Goethe pointed to the corpse blocked by the tent in the distance.

The boy froze for a moment, then laughed again.

"How can a dead man tell you?"

"you're lying!"

"Sure enough, you just got lucky and found me!"

"Damn it!"

"I was too careless!"

the boy said angrily.

Goethe laughed when he saw the murderer with this appearance.

"oh?"

"Why can't the dead tell me that you killed her? As a 'folklorist', I'm serious."

"correct?"

"Have you heard of 'Blood Crow'?"

Goethe looked at each other with a smile.

"'Blood Crow'?"

"That's right, 'Blood Crow'—a kind of ghost, the ghost of the murdered girl after her death. They appear in the form of crows, and they will devour the eyes and hearts of those who killed them. The black feathers will be stained red with blood. , I call them 'Blood Crows'."

After speaking, Goethe no longer gave the other party a chance to speak, turned around and left.

"fraud!"

"Who will believe your nonsense?"

"Wait!"

"When I come out, I will definitely not let you go!"

"I'll be out soon!"

The murderer yelled.

You have no chance!

Goethe said coldly in his heart.

Seeing Goethe's back disappear under the night, a trace of doubt appeared in Ann's eyes.

Just now, she felt a murderous aura from Goethe.

besides……

Very familiar breath.

It was the breath tempered by blood and fire.

Goethe Winchester has been on the battlefield?

When this thought appeared in An Xin's mind, the policewoman immediately shook her head. When she went to ask Goethe in the afternoon, she had already read Goethe's information.

The other party has never really left the city since birth.

Not to mention going to the battlefield.

Also, the other party's age!

How could an 18-year-old boy go to the battlefield?

Is it possible to go to work during the summer vacation?

impossible!

Maybe I feel wrong?

After denying the guess in his heart, An immediately winked at his partner.

Whether it feels wrong or not, the policewoman will not let Goethe go.

People like Goethe who "speak out of justice" should not be hurt.

At least, she doesn't allow it.

Xiusta immediately nodded knowingly, and quickly chased after him.

A homicide disguised as a suicide is over.

The teachers and students of Green High School are still talking about it.

However, soon, there was a burst of cheers from the students.

Because of the murder, Green High School was suspended for one day.

Moreover, Saturdays and Sundays will not be taken up due to the suspension of classes.

This news brought smiles to the faces of the saddest students.

Young people, where is there any sorrow?

Parting from life and death, in their view, is like a game.

game over? It's just a replay.

Regardless of success or failure.

They all have a chance to come back.

Their newborn calves.

They are fearless.

Under the sun, they run forward.

But some?

But different!

The evil bred in darkness will turn those people into demons in human skin, they are unscrupulous, and they have no scruples.

Because they know they have...

Absolute advantage!

Barry thought so.

Even at this moment, he has already entered the cell of the police station, with two finger-thick iron bars in front of him, and only a toilet and a ventilation window behind him.

"Where's the bed?"

"I'm going to sue you for abuse!"

Barry yelled.

An's answer was to use the baton in his hand to give the opponent a slap in the stomach.

boom!

Barry immediately clutched his stomach and fell to his knees.

However, he raised his head and shouted louder.

"You're done!"

"I will definitely tell my father!"

"He will definitely suspend you!"

Ann didn't pay any attention to such shouts.

He just glanced at the other party with disgust, and then walked out.

Outside the door, a policeman whispered.

"Be careful."

"The guy's father has come with a lawyer."

"He will most likely be released on bail."

"bail?"

Ambar raised his voice.

"He is underage, and his family can afford a lawyer and pay bail—according to the law, he can naturally be released on bail."

The policeman looked helpless.

"He killed someone!"

"Two people!"

Ann emphasized.

"Even if he kills the president, as long as his family can afford enough big-name lawyers, he can be found not guilty."

The policeman became more and more helpless.

"FxxK! Sxxxt!"

An exploded swearing, and his breathing became even more rapid due to anger.

The female police officer threw her baton on the ground and said angrily.

"Now I really hope that 'Blood Crow' is real!"

"It's best to take his father away with him!"

"To have such a son, his father is not a good thing!"

The elderly policeman patted Ann on the shoulder very understandingly, helped her retrieve the baton, and said in a low voice.

"Of course it's not a good thing!"

"You know the hit-and-run accident that killed a mother and daughter last year?"

"That was the guy at the time, but in the end the judge acquitted him - because, two hours before the accident, that guy's car was stolen!"

"Then, a guy who couldn't even tell the difference between the brake and the accelerator turned himself in!"

"If 'Blood Crow' is real, I hope that guy gets what he deserves!"

The elderly policeman couldn't help sighing, then murmured in a lower voice that only he could hear——

"pity……"

"'Blood Crow' is fake."