Gou learns witchcraft in another world

Chapter 76 Unexpected Discovery

When he returned to the alley entrance, Clyde had already scattered his men.

Of the six patrol agents, two were responsible for transporting the body back to the investigation bureau, while the remaining four went in different directions. The task of guarding the alleyway entrance was ultimately taken over by Luo Qiu, while Clyde and his assistant went to search the surrounding area.

Luo Qiu had assumed that Smith would arrive first.

However, after waiting for half an hour, an investigator arrived first.

"Detective Luo Qiu, we've made a discovery at the fifth apartment on the west side. Mr. Clyde went ahead and sent me to inform you."

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Clyde was quite efficient; by the time Luo Qiu arrived quickly, he had already arranged for the landlord to find a spare key and was ready to open the door and enter the room.

The landlady was an elderly woman who had difficulty walking and wore reading glasses.

Since seeing the deceased's photo and learning of my tenant's death, I can't help but feel sad.

"What a poor kid, James Parker. He just moved here a month and a half ago, saying he found a job here."

"I offered him 900 kroner a month for rent, and he agreed immediately, saying he'd stay here for a long time... He even helped me move my things last time. It's really pitiful..."

Given the old lady's condition, Clyde naturally couldn't urge her.

So, following behind the other person, Clyde slowly walked upstairs and explained his experience of the past half hour to Luo Qiu.

"We were lucky. Just now, while we were searching along the west side, we came out of the first apartment and ran into a lady who knew the victim."

"According to her, this Mr. Parker had just moved in and had almost no interaction with the people in the neighborhood. He also often came out at night, so few of the neighbors knew him."

"This is a good thing. Few people know him, so the investigation should be completed quickly."

"However, we still need to search Mr. Parker's room. The murderer's motives in this case are not simple, and we might find some clues here..."

As they spoke, the group finally arrived on the second floor, where Mr. Parker's room was located.

But there are three doors here, all three are closed, and I can't hear any noise from inside. At this time, everyone is probably at work.

The landlady stopped in front of the door on the left, picked out a brass key from her keychain, tried several times to align it with the keyhole, and then inserted it into the lock.

"This is the one," she said.

Click~

After he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

The sight that caught the eye caused the agents outside to frown slightly.

The room wasn't large, about twenty square meters, and was divided into two spaces by a bookshelf. One side had a bed and a wardrobe, serving as a sleeping area. The other side was next to the window, where a table could be vaguely seen.

This division should have been perfectly reasonable, but what everyone saw in the rest area was a jumble of cardboard and wooden planks, some hanging on the walls, others lying on the floor. In addition, many books that should have been on bookshelves were now scattered haphazardly throughout the room.

This scene is like stepping into a playground for a teenage boy.

"Oh." Upon seeing this, the landlady covered her mouth.

"Madam, you've been living downstairs all this time, haven't you heard any noise?" Clyde asked the landlady with suspicion upon seeing this scene.

The latter shook his head almost immediately: "How could this be... There's been no movement at all. And I even knocked on the door three days ago..."

Of the group, Luo Qiu was the first to go inside.

After arriving here, he kept his Clarity spell active.

He glanced at the cardboard and wooden board and immediately noticed the numerous small holes of varying depths.

In less than a second, he understood what Mr. Parker was doing with these things.

In addition, he quickly recognized some of the scattered books, some with words or covers showing: "Moonstone," "Explorer Worth," "The Forest's Treasure," and so on.

He has been reading these books recently and knows very well what they are about.

Of course, these are not his primary concerns.

The moment the door opened, his innate vision made its discovery almost instantly. Behind several books on the bookshelf, a card-sized, cube-shaped object was glowing red.

Upon seeing this, Luo Qiu's heart skipped a beat for a moment.

He certainly knew what it was, and because he knew it, he knew even more that it must not be discovered by the other agents present.

But at this moment, Luo Qiu remained calm and composed. After entering the house, he began to carefully survey his surroundings.

"It's clear that Mr. Parker really enjoys darts. But why aren't there any circles drawn on these cardboard pieces?"

"These books are all adventure novels."

Clyde followed him inside, while his assistant stood guard outside and persuaded the landlady to leave the second floor.

Luo Qiu did not respond.

Taking advantage of the moment, Luo Qiu quietly moved to the bookshelf, without letting Clyde notice anything amiss, and quickly used a book as cover to stealthily reach for it...

"Luo Qiu!"

"ah."

Suddenly, Clyde cried out in surprise, just as Luo Qiu was about to succeed.

Luo Qiu forcibly stopped his hand from retracting and looked back, only to find that Clyde was not looking at him, but at the corner of the bed.

He had even crouched down there, cautiously, as if he had discovered something.

Luo Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers flying quickly to find a cool, shiny object in the corner, and he quickly took it into his palm before putting it into his pocket.

Then, he naturally walked towards Clyde.

"What was found here...? This..."

At the corner of the bed was a black wooden box, which appeared to be unlocked, and Clyde opened it easily.

Inside the open box, several items stood out conspicuously.

A stack of rankis, each bill worth one hundred rankis, bound together with a rubber band, about two or three fingers thick.

A dagger, without a leather sheath, its blade gleaming coldly under the fluorescent light.

A revolver, .303 caliber, with a silver barrel, a wooden grip, and a cylinder full of bullets.

None of these three things seem like something a young person should possess.

At that moment, Clyde was holding the revolver, examining it with a serious expression.

"Judging from its design, this gun looks like it's from 30 years ago."

"This wooden grip is quite heavy; it's probably made from wood from the south. Looking at the rifling, it's worn down considerably, indicating it's been used for a long time. This kind of gun is either bought by some collectors and carefully maintained in a secluded room, or it ends up on the black market and sold to guys who know nothing about guns, hoping they'll get lucky..."

"Judging from the condition of this gun, it should be one of the batches that ended up on the black market."

"This is getting a bit troublesome."

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