The truth

Fiellen Street was built on the ruins after demolition.

The original drawing structure was to be built into the first street of Wilke Watertown, but there was a problem with the capital chain in the later period, which had to be seriously shrunk.

In order to withdraw funds, most of the preliminary buildings were divided into civilian areas. The whole street is like an island in the middle of a lake.

There is an arch bridge every distance.

From time to time, you can see the white gull fluttering, flying from the water and falling askew on the side of the building. Luger was taken to an arch bridge by the guy who claimed to be Lily's brother, beside which was an abandoned one for some years.

On the pier of Daidai, someone set up a crude tent on it.

This guy, reaching out to him and ordering the tent, borrowed a little force, and then jumped over two meters and landed firmly on the edge of the pier.

The corner of his eye twitched, and Lugar did not help. He bent his knees slightly, and generate's strength was at his feet. After a burst of dizziness, he was already standing on the bridge pier, beside Lily's brother.

"You seem to be getting along very badly ..." Shook his head, and Lugar's first sentence was like this.

Then he looked at each other. If this guy didn't have an Adam's apple, Lugar would really think he was a woman. Especially a skirt.

"How many martial arts practitioners can mix well with martial arts?"

After listening to the derogatory meaning in Lugar's words, the man didn't care much, but he didn't answer. He just introduced himself and said, "Mr. Lugar, my name is Chris.

Although I wear women's clothes, please believe that this is really just my special hobby, not my pervert. "Lugar gave him a deep look and said nothing, but there was a meaning in his eyes: I don't believe it.

However, he won't be entangled in such a trivial matter. He narrowed his eyes and pulled a reluctant smile on his mouth: "Name a price. What kind of price do you want?"

"Lugar sheriff, indeed as expected a jovial man.

I've long heard that Sheriff Lugar made a fortune by the dead. In this case, I'm welcome. "

Chris walked into the tent, reached out and touched it, took a box from the top and gave it to Lugar. Then he added, "A thousand' old heads', I believe that Sheriff Lugar will definitely find it worth it after reading it."

Lugar picked out the corner of his eye, but it wasn't an accident.

It's that he has opened the box, but what is recorded on the first piece of paper stacked inside makes him feel that the price of 500 shellfish is enough.

Obviously, the paper under here can't be put on display.

In other words, the intelligence value of this box is at least 5,000 "old heads". However, since the other party offered a price of 1,000 shellfish, he naturally wouldn't hurt himself to increase the price.

Lugar looked very carefully. On the first piece of paper, the time when the first curse letter appeared was recorded.

Then came the second and third letters. By the fourth letter, there was not only time, but also the written record of that letter.

"The first three curse letters were ignored or regarded as curses, and they were all burned by the relatives of the victims, so they were not retained."

Chris explained at the right time.

The fourth curse letter is an extremely literary threat to explain that the other party is going to die.

The fifth letter, the content is similar.

Then, it was not until more than 30 curse letters were published, and in the third year of the curse letter, that the form of the curse letter changed and became a scarlet circle, which was no longer described in words.

What makes Lugar care is that the contents of the more than 30 curse letters are similar, but the methods of description are varied, and some of them are even piled up with extremely gorgeous words.

Just like a writer!

This is Lugar's first conclusion after reading the contents of the first piece of paper.

The source of the curse letter, like a literary and art worker, is excellent in writing. However, between the lines, there is an extremely tyrannical and direct cruelty.

It's like revenge.

"Lugar sheriff, it took us two years to investigate and summarize. Do you think that the curse letter is written by a frustrated scholar?

Please look at the second picture. "

Lugar was already watching without him saying anything. Suddenly, he was taken aback

This second piece of paper is actually a full one. In recent years, the detailed investigation of frustrated scholars in Wilke City. Both civilians and nobles, as long as they are dead, are all on this paper.

"It's not difficult to get general information except when investigating. After comparing them one by one, we found that there is no suitable candidate."

"Then you went to find the living one?"

Lugar's eyes had a different color that passed by, and all his doubts were answered. He finally understood the reason why Louvre scholars did not receive the curse letter.

"The source of the curse letter is related to the Louvre scholars, right?" He asked.

"Yes, our investigation found that during that period, the Louvre scholar, who was famous in the atrium, was not happy despite his fame.

Someone has been against him because of the hatred he made during his school days.

His wife died in an accident just because Louisville was tired and coping with the attack from the academic circles. ""So, the first few curse letters were written by Louvre scholars?

What about later? "

For Lugar's question, Chris shook his head and pointed to the fourth piece of paper. "We thought so too, but after investigation, we found that it was not."

Lugar took one look and frowned.

Because of the contents of this piece of paper, all the previous three survey results were overturned. He rubbed his eyebrows and felt a headache.

This kind of mood can be completely described by two words: fucking.

Because under the fourth paper, the next few papers are all blank. Lugar looked at Chris.

"It's not looking at Zheng's key point ..." Chris said this with insufficient confidence.

However, Lugar finally understood why this guy only needs 1000 "old heads". Lugar thought about it, but he still took the money.

The exchange deposit of 5,000 shellfish had already been stolen back by him. "Answer my last question and I will agree to the deal."

"Mr. Lugar, please."

Chris laughed so hard that he just put a tail behind his ass and kept swinging. "Why are you looking for me?"

"I lived in Berners for a period of time, and I did a grave robbery for a period of time. Later, the police station caught it tightly, so I fled back to Wilke.

That's why I know Mr. Lugar.

In addition, when you came back, I happened to see it. I heard about your disappearance from Sister Lily, and I know that you received the curse letter before you disappeared. "

Lugar nodded. He could understand the meaning of Chris's words and gave him the money.

Chris was obviously relieved. He quickly accepted the money. "Well, it's time to give them an explanation." Lugar raised his eyebrows. He was surprised. "You're not going to pursue it?"

The retreat in Chris's words is obvious. "Yes, otherwise?"

He is very helpless.

Lugar raised his eyebrows, but he understood that, after all, they didn't have enough money, and tracing this kind of thing often consumed most of one's energy and basically didn't have much time to work and earn money.

And these guys are all civilians.

At this moment, Chris suddenly said, "Mr. Lugar, I wonder if you still need men?" Lugar thought about it and asked a question.

"Mr Chris, what college did you graduate from?"

The salary is not Vine Town, and he thinks absolute monarch can cover the sky. A diploma is the key to a good job.