The flames were rising to the sky!
The thick smoke was continuously billowing!
In the open space on one side of the road, there was a pile of burning wood. A bound figure was struggling fiercely in the flames, and wailing sounds were coming from the figure’s mouth.
But the voice was fading quickly.
In the next moment, there was no sound left.
All that remained was the crackling sound of flames, firewood, and grease coming in contact with each other.
Hall’s loud shout woke the driver, who had no idea what was going on. The driver pulled on the reins, stopping the carriage decisively. Before the carriage had even fully stopped, Jason and Hall had already jumped off the carriage.
The driver picked up the short shovel and ran over in a hurry. He even tripped during this time.
The other party was obviously frightened by the scene in front of him and could no longer keep his composure as the driver of the luxury carriage.
In fact, it went without saying that those who had just been hired had yet to be integrated into the upper society. Even those who had fully integrated into the upper society would not have been able to remain calm.
As the driver handed the shovel to Hall, he immediately turned to the road with no intention to help and bent over, vomiting.
At this point in time, the other party had already forgotten about his own identity.
If it were possible, he would have wanted to leave that place as quickly as possible.
Jason only took a glance at the vomiting driver, and, unable to understand the cause of the fire, frowned and looked around.
The sight in front of him was just too odd!
They were located on a straight road on the outskirts of the city. There were no forks, and, to the side of the road, it was just bushes and forest. According to common sense, since the other party had enough time to clear out the plain, why would they not go deeper and choose a more secluded, inconspicuous place? Instead, they chose this part of the suburban road that was easily exposed.
Also, why not use another method?
Wasn’t burning someone to death the cruelest and most conspicuous method?
And it happened when they were passing by!
Was it meant to send a warning?
Jason thought of something, and, frowning even deeper, walked to the side of the driver, who was still throwing up.
"Hey, may I know if there are many people who will pass by this road?”
Jason asked in a gentle manner.
"Because this only leads to Flayton Manor.”
"If it wasn’t for visiting the manor, there would be no need to come through here. But the host has already declined most of the guests, especially after some of the older friends got deported, so nobody ever comes here anymore.”
This was the first time the driver had encountered a corpse in such a tragic state. He didn’t hide it at all, wiping his mouth and answering Jason’s questions fearfully. He had said something he should never have said as a servant.
"How can this happen?!”
Hall was furious at the murderer’s savagery, and, at the same time, was thinking about how to solve it.
To find the murderer behind this murder, naturally, they would have to start from the charred body in front of him. From his experience, as long they could figure out the identity of the corpse, it was equivalent to solving half the case.
And this required a lot of manpower!
But at this time, Sheriff Bondy had already taken most of the staff to figure out the whereabouts of those
“monsters.” It was too difficult for the remaining people to complete the investigation.
"Your Lordship Jason, do you have any findings?”
"Is Mr. Flayton left-handed?”
"Same height as ordinary people, but very strong?”
Jason did not answer directly but asked Hall questions instead.
Detective Hall nodded. The detective subconsciously looked at the fallen trees in the distance, and then looked at the scorched corpse at his feet. He was not a fool and, as a detective who was full of experience, seemed to have thought of something.
Hall attempted to probe.
"It’s just as you think.”
As he said this, Jason once again frowned really deeply.
Hall asked hurriedly,