The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 3004: The green trees are thick and the summer is long (thirty-eight)

Brand took the doll from Miss Richie. He saw the umbrella she was holding tightly in her hand, and naturally knew that this was Schiller's intention, so he sighed and waved to Miss Richie, asking her to come with him.

They went to the previous summoning site, and there were still some raw materials left, just enough for another summoning ceremony.

Just as they were about to start, Schiller came back. Brand seemed to wonder why he was here. Schiller shook his head and said nothing more, motioning him to start quickly.

After the summoning ceremony began, the light of the rune gradually lit up, and a transparent phantom appeared in the center of the magic circle.

Miss Richie immediately let out a sharp cry. She rushed over and wanted to hug her sister, but failed because it was just a phantom of the soul, and there was no entity at all.

The phantom of the soul was attracted by the doll, and slowly bent down to pick up the doll, but his fingers passed through the cloth. At this time, the soul suddenly woke up, as if realizing that he was dead.

She was about to cry out in resentment, but she saw Miss Richie falling in front of her. Brand sighed and said, "Hello, ma'am, we called you back to ask you something."

The phantom did not reply, but stretched out his hand to help his sister up. At this time, Miss Richie finally became energetic. She stood up and wiped her tears. Looking at her sister who looked very similar to her, she said, "Long time no see, Mana, I'm sorry, but you are dead. We performed a soul-calling ceremony. We called you back to find out how you died. Did that damn bastard kill you?!"

The phantom seemed to recall the pain of her own death, and her expression became hideous because of resentment. Blood began to flow out of her nose and mouth, almost drowning the entire room.

Brand immediately began to appease the resentful spirit, and the phantom calmed down again. She suddenly touched Miss Richie's forehead with one hand. Miss Richie screamed in pain and fainted with her eyes rolled back.

The shadow quickly dissipated, and when Miss Rich stood up again, she was in tears. She was shaking, and she had never been so weak before. She kept rubbing her arms, as if she was cold.

"Did you see how your sister died?"

"He gave her anesthesia and put her in the bathtub, and she...she was drowned..."

Miss Rich burst into tears and hugged the rag doll on the ground tightly. About ten minutes later, Brand helped the weak Miss Rich to the office.

After she calmed down, she said, "My sister found out about their affair. She couldn't accept that her husband was such a person, but she decided to expose them and avenge those children."

"But God didn't stand on her side. Something went wrong. That damn bastard discovered her intentions, and he killed her, making it an unsolved case that will never see the light of day again."

"However, she did collect some evidence. In order to prevent the evidence from being destroyed, she hid it. At that time, she had a premonition that things were not going well, so she kept a backup plan. Before she died, she led another person to find the evidence."

"Another person? Who?" Schiller asked.

"A worker from the Wardred Construction Engineering Team. In my sister's memory, he was a very righteous person. More importantly, he once bravely saved a child who fell into the water. My sister trusted him very much."

Schiller thought of the bodies of the workers he and Pamela had dug up under the land of the ruins of the primary and secondary schools.

"It was ten years ago, right?"

"Yes, in my sister's memory, she succeeded, and the worker should have seen the evidence, but my sister died later, so I don't know if he kept the evidence well."

"He may be dead." Schiller said.

So far, all the clues have been connected.

Ten years ago, Nygma was pursued by Edward for committing the Buff Act in revenge for Pari, and because he was worried that the matter would be exposed, he hired the Wardred Engineering Team to demolish the middle school and elementary school in the Borokin community.

The wife of Bob, the manager of the Wardred Engineering Team, discovered that he had committed the crime of child abuse. She quietly collected evidence, but was killed by Bob in one move.

In order to make this crime public and make the murderer get the punishment he deserves, Bob's wife hid the evidence somewhere and led a worker to find them.

After discovering the evidence, the worker was very frightened and worried all day long. It is also possible that he had been investigating secretly and returned to the site of the middle school and elementary school one day four years ago, but was killed there.

The criminals who found out that someone was still investigating the incident thought that they had not demolished the middle school and elementary school thoroughly enough, so they demolished the building site again four years ago.

Perhaps it was this incident that stimulated them, making them feel that they were not safe anywhere and that there were insiders everywhere, so they began to kill people frantically.

But at that time, the situation in Gotham was much better than it was ten years ago. It was not so easy to kill people at will and dump the bodies on the streets, so they built a crematorium in the Borokin community to destroy the bodies.

Just recently, Miss Richie, who had been investigating the truth of her sister's death, came into their sight. They wanted to send Miss Richie to the mental hospital just like they sent Edward to it, so they found Schiller.

But Schiller thought that Williams chose the resort in that place not just for himself, he suspected that Williams was also dumping the body.

Because all the insiders are around Bob and Nygma, Williams seems to be out of the matter.

But in fact, it is probably not that simple. Williams' crime must have been discovered by others, but he may be the most powerful one among the three people, and all the insiders were silenced by him.

And perhaps out of precaution against the other two people, Williams did not follow the path of destroying the body, but opened up a new track. Schiller suspected that he opened a resort by the lake, maybe just to dump the body in the lake.

In fact, in this kind of weather, dumping the body in the water is really a good choice. On the one hand, it is cooler by the water, and it is not easy to get heatstroke. On the other hand, as long as it is handled properly, the body sunk into the lake has no smell and is less likely to be discovered.

But he may not have expected that the lake is almost full.

Of course, in fact, it may be because he did not expect that the aliens of the Guardians of the Galaxy would not reason with him at all, and they really made trouble when they said they would. This disrupted his subsequent series of plans and exposed himself.

After getting the clue from Miss Richie, Schiller felt that the worker who was guided by Bob's wife to find the evidence should not have lost the evidence, and it is very likely that it was hidden somewhere else.

Because his behavior was very strange, it was completely understandable that he did not call the police ten years ago. At that time, the police of the Gotham Police Department were busy with their own affairs. The best result after calling the police was that there was no result, and the worst result might even involve himself.

But four years ago, the situation had improved. The Gotham Police Department had established a strong prestige, and James Gordon's name was also sung in Gotham. Everyone knew that he hated evil and hated evil. As long as the collected evidence was handed over to Gordon, the case would be solved sooner or later.

In this case, he should have gone to the police station, not the ruins of the middle school and elementary school. What was he doing there?

Schiller thought that this should be related to the deeper secret he had speculated. The mountain didn't seem that simple.

At this time, Miss Rich had already picked up the umbrella. Schiller and Brand looked at her. Miss Rich gritted her teeth and said, "I will make that bastard pay the price! I will make him feel the pain of my sister!"

After that, she rushed out of the door. Brand looked at Schiller. Schiller shook his head and said, "She knows her limits. She won't kill him."

Although Schiller still followed her, Miss Rich gradually calmed down. She said, "Do you think I should hand him over to the police?"

"Do you think the police can punish him?"

"I don't have any evidence." Miss Rich said, "He didn't let me see the body, and didn't leave any evidence. And it's been ten years. I'm afraid..."

"In fact, we have evidence. There must be someone in the air-raid shelter where we were imprisoned. We can find something, but we can't reveal the evidence at this time, because then some of them can put the blame on one of them. "

"For example, if we let the bones of those children see the light of day now, there will be public outrage, and the Gotham Police Department will face great pressure, and the evidence of a certain person will be sent to them. "

"If they don't make it public, someone will incite the public to say that they are covering up. Once they make it public, everyone's attention will be drawn to this person, and others can be perfectly invisible and escape. "

"Yes, the scapegoat pushed out may be your enemy, that is, your sister's husband, but other accomplices will go unpunished. Is this what you want to see?"

Miss Richie shook her head. "And if the scapegoat is a dead person, then things will be even simpler. A dead person cannot refute his crime, and people will think that death is the greatest punishment for him. The importance of this case will definitely decrease. Do you still want to kill Bob now?"

Miss Rich sighed and said, "I understand what you mean. Even if you have locked the target and have certain evidence, you can't arrest or kill one of them immediately, because then other murderers will be able to escape punishment."

"It's not just me. The police are always like this. In your impression, the police may always procrastinate and do nothing. They obviously have evidence but don't arrest people, and they are also pretending to be with the murderers. This is probably the reason." Schiller replied.

"It's too complicated." Miss Richie tapped her head with her hand, and then said, "I'm not a smart person. I'll do whatever you tell me to do."

"Very good, Miss, I'm more and more glad that I helped you. You can go find Bob, or even tie him up, but don't do anything to him. Make sure he's alive, okay?"

Miss Richie clenched the umbrella and nodded. When Schiller turned to leave, she asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Investigate other clues. I'll contact you after dawn. If nothing unexpected happens, we'll know the result tomorrow."