Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

Sack's persuasion had no effect whatsoever; on the contrary, it only made Elsa more impatient.

"I can't stay calm! The killer, disguised as one of our own, just brushed past us without us even realizing it. How can I stay calm?!"

Xia Ye looked at Elsa with some confusion. She hadn't seen the policewoman so agitated when she told Elsa the situation earlier, so why was she suddenly like this...?

Sack frowned. It wasn't a good thing for her to be so emotional at this moment. It seemed he should use his mind to calm her down.

The Light of the Saint

Sark emitted a dazzling light, and those who were illuminated by it felt physically comfortable and their mood improved considerably. Elsa's expression also gradually calmed down.

Just then, an unidentified male police officer pointed ahead and shouted:

"Look at that guy up ahead!"

Chapter Thirty-Four: Elsa Reveals Her Age

Following the direction the policeman pointed, everyone saw a strange thing standing directly under the streetlight. This thing looked almost exactly like the shadowy figure from Detective Conan.

I never expected it to really be the shadowy figure.

The group had initially thought they had been tricked by the cat-eared girl, but they were quite startled when they actually saw the shadowy figure.

This shadowy figure seemed to have always looked like this, with no discernible proportions. It was neither fat nor thin, and its height was around 1.7 meters. It was impossible to tell whether it was male or female based on its build. It held a small knife that was still dripping blood in its hand, and it maintained this shadowy figure while standing directly under the streetlight.

The shadowy figure was startled by the policeman's shout and began to run away at an extremely fast speed.

"Follow up!"

Elsa led a few people to catch up, and she also took out a communication crystal to ask her subordinates for help.

Everyone used their magic to the maximum to increase their speed, but the effect was not very obvious. The agility and stamina of that shadowy figure were simply unbelievable. Although they had not shaken off the people chasing behind them, they were all panting and there was no change in the shadowy figure.

What's even more infuriating is that the shadowy figure would stop every now and then and give them the middle finger, as if he was deliberately waiting for them.

In just one minute, the shadowy figure and the men chasing him had run from Locke Street to Bet Street.

Several crows perched on a streetlamp on Bette Street, cawing mockingly at them.

Elsa suddenly realized something, her expression changed drastically, and she waved to stop the people behind her.

"What are you doing?" Carlo asked impatiently, prying Elsa's hand away from his.

"Stop chasing us, we won't be able to catch up even if we keep chasing."

Elsa realized a problem they had been overlooking. No, it was more accurate to say that she had overlooked it, because her position as the captain of the guard meant she hadn't thought of it, thus misleading the others.

Why can't the murderer have accomplices?

Her words jolted the others awake, and their expressions changed drastically. It was actually a simple question, but because the catgirl had said she had only witnessed the shadowy figure killing someone, none of them had considered this possibility.

"So, the man in the shadows isn't the same person as the one who impersonated a policeman before?"

When the man impersonating a policeman was mentioned, Xia Ye's expression turned sour. It was because of his negligence that the man had slipped away right under his nose, and it was also because of his negligence that the child had disappeared right before his eyes.

Now that almost half of the police have come to chase the Shadow Man, security on Lockhart Street will be relaxed. If that guy kills again...

"You, you, and you, stay here on patrol! The rest of you come back with me!"

They ran back at the same speed as before.

Less than five minutes have passed; hopefully, there's still time...

Elsa thought to herself that if any more victims appeared, it would be her responsibility.

The group returned to Locke Street and began searching for the imposter's identity, but found nothing. They didn't even find a corpse, and the fish shop where the little girl had abused them was ignored by these blind men. This left them feeling somewhat disappointed but also relieved.

Almost everyone living in Ur was ordered home by the police, so there wasn't a single idle person to be seen on the streets.

"Huh? What's this?"

Elsa noticed a piece of paper pasted on the wall under the streetlight where the shadowy figure had stood earlier. Several words were written crookedly on the paper, as if they were deliberately written that way to prevent others from noticing the handwriting. Because the writing was crooked, it was a little difficult for Elsa to decipher, but she could still make out what it said.

"Idiots, you've fallen for their trap."

Elsa read the words written on the screen word by word. After she finished reading them, her face turned very pale, and she had a bad feeling.

This premonition soon came true; Elsa felt her pockets shaking violently.

"I hope it's not what I think." Elsa's hands trembled as she took out her communication crystal and pressed the answer button.

"Captain, a body has been found on Bate Street! The body looks exactly like the previous two that were used in the sacrificial ritual!"

The police on the other side seemed very flustered, speaking very loudly, so Xia Ye and the others also heard the news. The atmosphere became very tense, and everyone's expressions turned very gloomy.

They were completely fooled by this murderer!

“This is the third one,” Sack reminded him with a grim expression.

"Shall we examine that body?"

This was the third person to be sacrificed, and the book said that the sacrificial ritual required three times to be effective. They were unsure whether the third body would be different from the first two, nor could they be sure that if they went to check the body, they would fall for that guy's trick again.

"You all stay here, I'll go and see for myself," Elsa said firmly.

"Let me ask you, Officer Elsa, how much do you know about magical rituals?" Carlo questioned Elsa.

Elsa, looking somewhat embarrassed by the questioning, replied, "Um—it's actually okay."

You could tell from her expression that she was just giving me the runaround.

"As the captain of the security force, how could you not understand magical rituals? How did you even become the captain?"

Sak's surprised expression pierced Elsa's heart.

"There's nothing I can do! There hasn't been a magical ritual in Ur City for hundreds of years. Don't look at me with such suspicion! Do you think I've been a policeman for five hundred years for nothing...?"

In the end, the policewoman hurriedly covered her mouth, but it was no use; her age had already been revealed.

"Five hundred years?" Xia Ye was somewhat surprised. "You're not human?"

"I'm truly sorry for being a police officer for five hundred years, even though I'm human!"

“No!” Carlo comforted her. “What’s amazing is that you’ve been a policeman for five hundred years and only managed to become a garrison captain.”

Elsa was so devastated that she knelt on the ground.

“So you and Xia Ye stay here,” Sack commanded. “Carlo and I will go check over there.”

"Furthermore, the killer has a skill that allows him to disguise himself, so we should try not to be alone."

Carlo opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but Sak stopped him.

“Let’s go.” Without waiting for the others to agree, Sack pulled Carlo along and hurried towards Bette Street.

When he turned around and could no longer see the two beautiful women behind him, Carlo finally spoke and asked:

"Why are you putting on this 'we're professionals' act? No one can fully understand magical rituals, and I've never even heard of sacrificial rituals before."

“It’s safer to do it this way,” Sack replied to Carlo. “Besides, that shadowy figure might still be on Bate Street, and Officer Elsa’s deduction might not be wrong. There could really be two killers…”

Chapter Thirty-Five: Passing a SAN Value Check

Bette Street.

The streets of Bet were eerie at night, with crows cawing from time to time. Carlo glanced at the crows strangely; crows were a rare sight in Ur.

When Sack and Carlo arrived, they found a policeman waving at them. They cautiously approached the policeman, knowing that one of the killers had the ability to disguise himself, and it would be terrible if the killer was disguised as a policeman.

Furthermore, one of the people killed was a member of the security force. Security personnel generally possess adequate combat capabilities, and the fact that the killer was able to kill him, even if it was just a sneak attack, is enough to demonstrate the danger level of the perpetrator.

Carlo and Sack kept a safe distance from the policeman so they could react if they sensed anything amiss.

“Show me your police ID,” Carlo said.

Upon hearing Carlo's words, Sack grabbed his skirt and yelled at him, "Are you an idiot? If the other party was already disguised as a police officer, would they forget to take their police ID?"

Carlo was annoyed by his scolding, but he had to admit that Sack had a point.

"What should I do?"

"How about we beat him up? If he's a criminal, we won't lose out; if he isn't, we'll just apologize. Anyway, we're cute young ladies now."

Sack didn't try to hide his voice, so the policeman opposite them heard everything they said. He awkwardly reached into his inner pocket of his uniform.

"Don't move! What do you think you're doing?!"

The two men excitedly assumed fighting stances, thinking the police officer opposite them was drawing his gun.

The policeman opposite raised his other hand: "Don't get agitated, I'm just taking the communication crystal."

The two remained vigilant, ready to attack immediately if anything they saw seemed amiss.

However, the policeman only took out a communication crystal.

“My colleague is in that alley next to me. He can verify my identity because I’m afraid you won’t let me go with you, so I can give him a call.”

"Tsk, why didn't you say so earlier?" Carlo didn't give him any face at all and walked straight into the alley.

Although it was dangerous, Sack followed him inside, also pulling the policeman along with him.

The other person's comment, "I'm afraid they won't dare to go with him," clearly displeased the two, making them feel looked down upon. After all, they were geniuses who had reached C-level at a young age in their own clan. Would they be afraid of a mere policeman? Even if he really was the murderer, they had no reason to be afraid of him. Being wary of him was already giving him face!

Despite his thoughts, Sack remained vigilant towards the policeman he was dragging, his fierce demeanor making the policeman feel extremely ashamed.

Are all female students this fierce these days?

After walking into the alley, they found two policemen squatting over a corpse, pointing and gesturing. When they saw them coming, the policemen waved and greeted them.

The two relaxed their guard, and it seemed that the policeman was alright.

They walked up to the body and examined it. It was still a female corpse, her left hand was still cut off and nowhere to be found, and the same symbol was still on her stomach.

"You guys, cut open her stomach and take a look," Sack ordered the police officers without any politeness.

Although they seemed somewhat dissatisfied with Sack's instructions, the two policemen squatting there did as he said.

Hmm... it's still the same inside... Carlo pinched his chin; it seems this trip might have been a waste. He turned his head to Sak beside him, only to find Sak staring blankly at the dissected corpse.

“Sak?” Carlo tentatively called out to his companion.

Sack didn't hear him. The moment he saw what was inside the corpse, the world before him changed.

He found himself sitting in a small boat, and below the boat was a messy river—no, perhaps not a river, because he couldn't see any trace of a riverbank at all; it was like being in a boundless sea, though at least the sea's color was definitely not the red of blood.