141 A Study of Blood Words 3 (2/2)
He did not know where the Professor was hiding, but he already knew how the Professor had punished the traitor, what the bloody word on the wall meant, and...The Professor’s big secret!
Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly heard a cracking sound from the corpse. He looked back in shock, and saw that a part of the charred body—the part that he had touched—had cracked and caved in…
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Outside the morgue, Lestrade waited patiently with his head down. At times, he would look up at the steel door, his expression changing. Other times, he would look back down sadly to continue waiting.
This was the Avalon Police Station, the headquarters for all Avalon policemen. All he needed to do was send out a small signal and thousands of armed men would surround this place. Even a dark musician, even Holmes, would not be able to escape! And if he moved quickly and shot Holmes, there would be no evidence! Only brand new glory would be left behind! Then he would not only have small and random cases on his resume. The dark musician that had been terrorizing the city would become a beautiful point in his profile. But just as he was hesitating, the door opened. Holmes walked out.
Lestrade quickly adjusted his expression and caught up to the man, giving a flattering smile. ”Sir, did you discover anything?”
”Just a small secret,” Ye Qingxuan said lightly. ”In a while, your resume will have a new case. Congratulations.”
Lestrade was overjoyed to receive Ye Qingxuan’s guarantee. ”Thank you sir!”
”No problem. You deserve it.” Walking ahead, Ye Qingxuan turned and suddenly asked, ”Mr. Lestrade, do you know where a man’s biggest suffering comes from?”
”Huh?” Lestrade’s heart skipped subconsciously. Slightly panicking, he forced out a smile and shook his head stiffly.
Holmes laughed hoarsely as if he had seen Lestrade’s deepest thoughts. He reached out, patting Lestrade’s shoulder. ”It comes from thinking that you’re clever when you’re not!”
In an instant, it felt as if Lestrade had fallen into icy water. He trembled but could not speak.
After berating Lestrade, Ye Qingxuan changed the subject. ”Did anyone else come?”
”No.” Lestrade shook his head reflexively. Perceiving the angry flash in Holmes’s eyes, he quickly explained, ”Everyone who enters the morgue must register. I asked the guard, and no one came before us!”
Ye Qingxuan thought for a moment before saying lightly, ”There are many ways to enter without being discovered by that old man. If you’re a musician, it’s easy to deceive his eyes.”
”There are six musicians here. Other than the head’s office and highly classified files, they can go anywhere they want. There’s no need to deceive the guard.”
”What if they come from outside?” Ye Qingxuan chuckled. ”Like the man we just ran into coincidentally, Mr. Claude.” He already knew who had just been here, as well as why the Professor turned the corpse into that state!
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Just then, when the body's charred ruins broke apart in a strange way, turning to powder, Ye Qingxuan instinctively knew something was off. After examination, he discovered that it was just as he had expected. There were signs of aether erosion.
A large amount of aether had been forced into the body after the man had died. Although the body was still intact, the aether had weakened it to the point that it crumbled to dust as soon as Ye Qingxuan touched it.
If one used Bolero to analyze it carefully, one could even deduce that it had happened half an hour ago, based on the spread of the aether. That was to say that, half an hour ago, someone came here and used music on the body.
Coincidentally, a Royal Musician, who had nothing to do with the Avalon Police Department, came here to meet ‘friends and relatives' half an hour ago.
Ye Qingxuan would rather throw his brain onto the ground than believe it was a coincidence.
So a musician with the Starry Eyes, a Revelations musician who was skilled at deciphering the marks of all organisms, had suddenly come to the morgue, played music to a corpse burned by the Professor and then hurried away…
What did he do? He had evidently extracted the Professor's breath from the corpse to track the Professor! But was that so?
The corners of Ye Qingxuan’s lips curled into a mocking smile.
The Professor had completely toyed with the traitor. Would he really deliberately leave traces so that others could find him? Other than the apparent reason for burning the man, another reason was probably to leave a clue, right? He had left a clue so that the parliament would continue to hunt him down. Then he could prepare an ambush, quietly waiting for the killer hired by the parliament to arrive…After being betrayed by all, the Professor’s counterattack had begun!
”Well then, let me join the fun too,” Ye Qingxuan whispered softly, and smiled subconsciously. Avalon was getting more and more interesting.