American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 36 36There really are witches

Ron followed.

He asked curiously: "Where are you going? And what happened to you just now? You didn't faint again, did you?"

"I'm fine."

"It's really okay. You don't need to see a doctor or anything?"

"No, this is my special ability, just like your lock-picking skills."

Ron felt understood.

"Although it took some time to open the door, I didn't faint. Are you sure you're fine? It's not anemia, right? Girls your age are most likely to be anemic."

Wednesday emphasized coldly: "I'm really fine."

"All right!"

As the sound of the sculpture rubbing against the ground was heard, the sculpture moved backwards.

On Wednesday, I wrote and drew in my notebook and muttered words.

History repeating itself?

Yes, Norwin brought in the pilgrim Joseph Claystone.

Ron leaned over and took a closer look. The book in the wise man's hand had words engraved on it.

In fact, his guess was basically correct, Wednesday was a descendant of witches.

I took out the books from the bookshelf and started reading.

"What?"

"indeed!"

"found it!"

Wednesday gave Ron a look!

Women are obviously more vulnerable, but men still use staffs as weapons.

"It's not easy for a student to be determined to kill someone, unless he thinks he's doing something great and just, like killing witches and saving the world."

Will tell him on Wednesday.

"He's exorcising witches?"

"Crunch!"

In this way, the identity can be easily confirmed, and the woman is probably an alien and has mastered incredible abilities.

So what does this painting mean?

Could it be that Wednesday discovered something on half of the illustration?

Then he was a little confused because he didn't find any clues from that half of the illustration.

Ron looked at Wednesday curiously.

Ron took out the other half, just enough to complete the complete illustration.

The reason why Noven tried every means to kill the witch was to pay tribute to this painting?

So, Wednesday is a witch?

Wednesday glanced around at the books on the bookshelf and strolled over to a large book.

With the precise control of his Nian ability, the door made a soft sound and then opened smoothly.

There is no doubt that she must have found some clue.

The two entered an old building.

Wednesday nodded and admitted.

This is where Novin appeared in the picture.

"When there is no clear evidence to convict the suspect, he will not be stupid enough to escape during the escort. Isn't this a self-inflicted crime?"

The two then walked outside and saw many portraits on the walls of the passage, including photos of Wednesday's parents when they were young.

Pilgrim Joseph Claystone killed the aliens and founded the town of Jericho.

Ask, it’s intuition!

Ron figured Wednesday was doing quizzes.

The weird severed hand following behind helped them close the door.

"What did you find?"

Where the sculpture originally stood, a stone gate appeared.

Ron wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

After walking out of the underground library, the passage was closed and the stone statues returned to their positions.

"Noven is very insistent and would rather escape than be wanted. He probably feels that he is doing a just thing, such as killing you, a witch!"

Wednesday looked up, "Why do you ask that?"

The stone door opened automatically, and an underground passage appeared.

Ron seemed to have thought of something and suddenly reminded: "By the way, don't forget to drink more hot water!"

Ron walked over curiously, and saw that an illustration in the book was artificially torn into two halves, and the other half of the illustration happened to be the one that Novan kept.

Wednesday nodded. One side was a strong man and the other side was a weak and frail woman.

A black shadow sneaked into the house quietly, and he took a look inside.

The woman could very well be a witch, of course, she could also be a vampire or something else, but he was more inclined to be a witch.

It's quite a pity that they didn't get much useful information from the Night Shadow Club's diary.

The college fell into silence.

However, they finally figured out who the man in the illustration was holding a staff and fighting against the witch.

In the complete illustration, the man in black robe holds a staff and points it at the girl opposite, as if to drive her away.

At this moment, a dark shadow quietly walked toward the girls' dormitory.

This ability can be said to be powerful or weak.

The window glass on one side was covered with colorful stickers, while the window on the other side had nothing on it. The figure turned to the side with nothing on it.

"The entrance to the passage is right here, but you need a password!"

Now Wednesday is still a passive trigger. Once you learn to actively trigger it, you will definitely become knowledgeable and powerful quickly.

"Given Novin's family background, he can definitely be released on bail through legitimate channels. He is so eager to escape, and most likely he has made some kind of determination."

"Are you a witch?"

The night is getting darker and the bright moon is hanging high.

The center of the library is empty, with bookshelves forming a circle and densely packed with books.

"Yes, my ancestors were witches, and your speculation is probably the truth."

As to whether this is the case, perhaps the notes will tell him.

Seeing this, Ron quickly followed.

It shows that women are not weak in the eyes of men.

Ron made a bold guess.

I also thought about the vampires, werewolves and sea monsters I met in Nero Academy. The legends may not be false.

There is an all-metal sculpture sitting on the corner of the building.

Passed through a dark passage.

There are two beds in the room, and there is one person lying on each bed.

Wednesday nodded in agreement.

Recall the fragments of what happened in the past, and encounter the fragments of what will happen in the future.

By touching that half of the painting, she saw what Noven had done in the past, and then she looked for clues and found this place.

"Quite simply, doesn't this painting look like a priest exorcising a witch?"

Ron lay on the bed, closed his eyes, breathed evenly and fell into sleep.

The ability is to look back and foresee.

Then Wednesday walked in bravely.

A circular library appeared in front of them.

Wednesday closed the notebook, smiled confidently, and then snapped his fingers twice.

"Why don't we go out first and take a closer look at the contents of this diary."

The man was none other than the pilgrim Joseph Claystone.

Could it be related to Wednesday’s skills?

Because the skill was triggered, he fainted and fell to the ground like an electric shock.

Ron thought of a legend he saw in the library.

The figure is Norwin who has returned to the academy, and he came to assassinate Wednesday.

The sculpture is of a wise man holding a book in his hand and looking like he is reading seriously.

There was no response on Wednesday. She stood on the sculpture base and looked at the book held in the palm of the wise man's hand.

Although Wednesday had just transferred to another school, he knew that Wednesday only liked black and white, and even her fingernails were painted with black nail polish, so the bed on the other side of the window with the colorful stickers could not be Wednesday.

Noven quietly approached the bed. The person on the bed was breathing evenly, and the quilt moved up and down as if he didn't notice it at all.

The figure took out a pistol from his arms and pointed the muzzle at the person on the bed.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, his expression suddenly changed.

(End of chapter)