Chapter 489 (1/2)

Chapter 489: Tracking down the Criminal

Translator: TransN Editor: TransN

“Is this the first time you’ve witnessed a scene like this?” Rene came up to her, looking quite concerned. “Perhaps it’ll be better if you go outside and get some fresh air.”

“No. No, thanks.” Seeing Nightingale squatting by the body examining the wounds, Summer declined the offer. If Nightingale was still able to keep her composure at such a horrible crime scene… she must also stay here. Summer continued, “I, uh, feel much better now.”

“When was he found?” Nightingale turned questioning.

“Early this morning. The residents nearby found his body when they went to draw water. It was before sunrise. The door was left wide open as it is now, as if the killer wanted to announce the death to the whole community.” Rene answered. “In the past, it would take two or three days for us to hear about something like this. The City Hall has been offering rewards for information, so it was reported sooner.”

“Do you know the victim’s identity?”

“Shovel, freeman.” Rene glanced about the room. “Nothing valuable has been found. Um… it looks like he used to be a Rat, too.”

“Did anyone see him last night?”

“I checked. Nobody.”

“Any noises heard?”

“None.”

“It doesn’t sound right; a strong man like him?” Nightingale frowned. “Even if his throat was slit, he wouldn’t die immediately. Someone should have heard him struggling for life or banging on the floor. Are you sure they weren’t lying?”

“I don’t think so,” Rene replied hesitantly. “The murder has sparked panic among the community. Plus, the residents get rewards for assisting the police. They shouldn’t have any reason to lie.”

“Well, bring them here. I’ll interview them myself. And, Summer?” Nightingale looked toward her assistant.

“Yes?” Summer responded with a shiver.

“Go to the castle and bring Soraya here.”

“Uh, sure.”

Summer staggered out and ran toward the castle.

Somehow, she found the way in which Nightingale gave commands utterly beautiful. Everything about her character demonstrated great confidence. No wonder His Highness trusted her with the Security Bureau.

…

When Summer came back, there were another two people following her.

“Why didn’t His Highness ask me to deal with such matters?” Lightning flew into the room, exclaiming. “He’s unfair!”

“Coo, coo!” Maggie rejoined.

“I couldn’t stop them,” Summer said timidly.

“Shouldn’t you protect Prince Roland while I’m away?” Nightingale’s brows went up a fraction of an inch. “This isn’t an adventure game!”

“Relax. Sylvie’s there, nobody can easily approach His Highness,” Lightning winked. “Besides, His Highness is going to call a meeting with the nobles and there’ll be no danger in the castle hall.”

“How incredible…” thought Summer. How could these two girls act so airily at such a horrendous crime scene? Especially Lightning. She was several years younger, and her eyes were sparkling with excitement. What on earth had they been through since becoming witches?

“Who are these?” Rene and the other policemen stared at the girl and the bird, eyes wide open.

“They’re witches.” Nightingale grumbled. “Anyway, you ought to get back to the castle before the end of the meeting. Got it?”

“Aw…” Lightning pouted.

“Um, you wanted me to draw the body?” Soraya was the last to enter the room. Summer felt slightly relieved when she noticed Soraya looking as ghastly pale as herself.