Chapter 3307

"One thousand and one pages? What kind of person would give such a name to his antique bookstore?"

Su Ming, who arrived at the crime scene, smiled and shook his head. He looked through the window glass into the shop, including a separated body, a pile of white ash and, of course, a lot of footprints.

If it weren't for some formal diplomatic occasions, Diana wore sandals all year round. The gods of Olympus gave her a suit of equipment, but she didn't have shoes.

The footprints of leather sandals are easy to identify, and she never seems to have the consciousness that she can't walk around at the crime scene.

"Oh."

Hanging believes that the store manager is a depressed mental patient, because according to the host's memory, the real original version of "thousand and one nights" is not suitable for children.

The original version is full of a large number of yellow, violent, anti human relations and almost abnormal scenes and pictures, which are better than the famous work golden x plum.

About 80% of the content was deleted, and the thousand and one nights became fairy tales. Obviously, anyone engaged in literary and artistic work knows what the truth is.

So this shop only looks at the name of the store, which is more like selling adult magazines. It's not serious at all.

Walking into the shop, the small bell at the door still makes a crisp sound. First of all, Su Ming notices the blackened computer on the counter. While he picks up things in the burning box, hanging goes to the side of the body to investigate biological clues.

It tasted the piles of ashes. They were the ashes of some kind of creature, not people, nor any animal it had eaten.

The deceased was a human, at least his body, but the remaining skin and meat were all traces of birds' sharp beaks pecking and tearing.

There were a few drops of blood not far away, which did not accord with the death of the body. It licked it and found that it was zatana's blood. She didn't know why she vomited blood.

The blood hasn't dried out yet. The team of the dark Union has just left.

These information synchronously entered the death knell's brain, and after he had no harvest in the computer case, he naturally noticed the account book found on one side.

"In the last item, 'it costs 200000 US dollars to buy a set of books for Mr. Wales', gee, what books are so valuable?" Su Ming looked through the account book and soon found a clue.

After all, murders often have the same motivation. For money, for love and so on, they are driven by desire.

Man is such a creature. Only when he has desire can he take action.

The account books related to property are at hand, which should be turned out by Bobo, so little Fuchi is still smart.

"Oh!"

Hanging means that if the book worth 200000 US dollars is not an ancient royal spring palace atlas, it is likely to be a magic book. If it is a mage and spends 200000 US dollars to buy knowledge or intelligence, it is worth it.

"This 200000 is the purchase price of the shop owner. I don't know how much he plans to sell. Unfortunately, his brain was drained by the murderer in his body."

The death knell flipped the ledger and determined that the 200000 books were the most valuable thing in the whole store:

"This set of books is in the safe, and now the safe is open and the books are missing. Obviously, our obscene new friend was killed by the other party when dealing with this Mr. Wales."

"Oh."

The symbiotic bean sprout rubbed the host's face, and it connected the second half of the reasoning, that is, the ragged man, as a scavenger, passed by the shop at night and found a man eating monster here. At the same time, there was a door of the forgetting bar a few blocks away, so he went to Bobo for help, and the dark justice alliance happened to be there.

"Yes, I'm just curious. The ragged man should have fallen out with Bobo long ago. It's not far from Lucifer's Laiguang nightclub. Why doesn't he look for our human Satan? If things are interesting, Lucifer may be willing to come a few blocks away."

More than willing, according to Su Ming's understanding of the guy, if he heard that someone was pecked by birds after his bones and flesh were separated, he would come to watch the excitement, take this technique as a new way of playing, and experiment with her when he slept with Maggie Ken.

The ragged man believed in God, but his faith collapsed after being cheated by the ghost.

From the fact that he left Gotham and moved to Los Angeles, we can see that the most in this city are angels and demons, and a caster doesn't deal with Lucifer when he comes here? That's impossible.

Many people think that Gotham people have the worst life. In fact, on earth 0 or Los Angeles citizens, one is not good. There is no soul. There is no face of "death", let alone reincarnation.

"I seem to hear someone talking about me behind my back, so I'm here... Wow, what did you do? It's very creative. Tell me, what kind of artistic thinking do you want to express? Nihilism? Or the relationship between human nature and rationality?"

The death knell who is chatting with the hanging is still turning over the account books. If no one reports the case, naturally there will be no police, so there is plenty of time for investigation.

But suddenly I heard the sound of the doorbell. A blonde young man dressed in a high-end white suit with a cocktail glass in his hand appeared in front of me with a smile. The other party craned his neck, looked at the body on the floor and asked the death knell in a very happy tone.

His good-looking eyebrows raised one side, with a playful expression on his face.

"Obviously it's not my technique. Don't tell me you don't notice the residual traces of magic here, and I try to avoid using magic." the knell looked up and nodded to the demon king: "so good evening, Lucifer."

"Good evening, too. It's just a joke. After all, a beautiful day starts from the moment you see someone else's body, doesn't it? Hehe..."

Lucifer approached the body with a smile, twitched his beautiful nose, sniffed, and took a sip of wine:

"Well, there is no residue of soul. The murderer is very professional. There is a magic trap that I am familiar with and unfamiliar with. Where do I seem to have seen it? Well, I can't remember."

Anything in the world is not important to the former Satan. All he wants is happiness. He won't think of anything he can't remember.

"Now that you've seen the corpse, what's your feeling or advice? Or do you just think that the earth 0 is more fun than the universe you made?" Su Ming closed the account book, observed the whole Bookstore again, and ruled out the clues that might be ignored for the last time before leaving.

"You're right. Of course, the world is more fun. Don't worry about the mess here. Go to my store to play? I can introduce some handsome men and beautiful women to you. Let's meet in the evening..."

The perfect looking Satan squeezed his eyes at the death knell very naughtily, and licked the corners of his mouth with a long tongue like a snake letter.

www.novelhall.com, the fastest update of the webnovel!