Chapter 693: Chapter 513 Fog City_1 Chapter 693: Chapter 513 Fog City_1 After that, Doctor Rose, who was hit by a book thrown by Lorena, disintegrated instantly, turning into a petroleum-like liquid that vanished into the air. Arthur, on the other hand, was tied up and locked in a room.
Subsequently, the ship’s captain managed to repair the radio and made contact with the police in Fog City.
Upon their arrival in Fog City, Arthur, who was under detention, was handed over to the police, Duanmu Huai submitted his investigative report, and this incident was, for the time being, closed.
Of course, he also met the representative of the Fog City Police.
“I’ve heard about you from Chief Anthony, I just didn’t expect you to stir up quite the commotion even before your arrival,”
The individual seated across Duanmu Huai was a middle-aged man of short stature, chubby build, sporting a moustache, and possessing a rather placid outlook. He started off his conversation with Duanmu while drawing in a puff of smoke from his cigar. A nameplate on his desk read – G. Lestred.
“Alright, don’t focus on that.”
Realizing Duanmu Huai’s gaze, Chief Reschdorf sighed helplessly.
“I know what you’re thinking. I don’t resemble a scrappy bulldog and certainly don’t have a friend named Sherlock Holmes.”
“I didn’t say anything.”
Duanmu Huai chuckled, then withdrew his gaze.
“About that U-rated case…”
“Yes, that is what I wanted to discuss as well.”
Chief Reschdorf also moderated his expression.
“Before you arrived here, another case occurred. Honestly, even if Sherlock Holmes were here, it would be tricky for him to solve such a peculiar case.”
As he spoke, he reached out to retrieve a case file.
“The incident occurred at dusk on the 12th, the witness is a plumber. He had just completed his repair work, stepped out of his client’s home, and saw a corpse floating in the nearby river, this shocked him and he called the police.”
“The problem lies with the victim. According to her friends, she suddenly disappeared while they were out shopping. They got separated due to the crowd, and she was never seen again. The time interval from when her friend last saw her to the discovery of the body was less than three hours. That is not the main point.”
“The main issue is that, due to recent multiple murders, our police force has established several patrols on each street, especially those closer to the riverbanks. The street where she disappeared was a place frequented by young ladies, so it was under special supervision. However, the officers responsible for patrolling that street all unanimously claimed they had never seen this lady.”
Upon saying this, Chief Reschdorf forcefully inhaled another puff, then viciously stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray.
“You see, the situation is weird, it’s as though the victim had just evaporated from the face of the earth after she was separated from her friends.”
“What about security camera footage?”
Chief Reschdorf frowned as he spoke.
“Honestly, the situation is precarious now. Not to mention the newspapers that have caught wind of it, if this continues, we might have to impose a curfew… which, of course, the Chief doesn’t agree with.”
This is understandable. A city-wide curfew in any country without being at war is a grave matter. If news got out that Fog City had to impose a curfew because they couldn’t apprehend a serial killer, others would definitely ridicule Scotland Yard for incompetency…
“I heard you had commissioned a few investigators, did they find any clues?”
“No, in fact, I don’t even know if they have discovered any leads. At least there were none found on their bodies. However…”
Upon saying this, Chief Reschdorf raised his head and carefully sized up Duanmu Huai.
“I have quite a bit of confidence in you.”
“I really appreciate that.”
After a brief conversation, Chief Reschdorf stamped Duanmu Huai’s detective license, officially granting him clearance to investigate in Fog City. With that, Duanmu left the police station and returned to the streets.
Standing on the streets of Fog City, Duanmu deeply inhaled a breath of air. No doubt about it, the air here carried a chilling, heavy aura. It wasn’t merely due to the pollution; it was also as if the entire Fog City was steeped in an indescribable gloom and decay. To draw a comparison, Duanmu found it similar to Aldorf.
A city veiled in darkness, freezing air: although on the surface it seemed bustling with activity, it left a cold, distant feeling. It was as if the city had exposed its dark side to daylight, and shrouded everything under an ominous shadow…
“Sir Knight, this city always gives me an uneasy feeling, as if some kind of evil is taking root here,”
Even Lorena had this feeling.
“Yes, I am starting to regret, wondering if it was a mistake to open a shop in Arkham.”
Duanmu also sighed silently. His initial decision to open a shop in Arkham was based on the consideration of religious pilgrims and Miskatonic University. In Duanmu’s view, where there’s the university, there are sure to be matters needing investigation.