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Anthony borrowed a room from the station to serve as an interrogation room. The sewer was held on a chair by two sheriffs. His clothes were cut into strands, and any place where something might be hidden was carefully searched.

Helot led Firollo to the corpse stitcher, and the assistant officer was preparing to record the interrogation on the table beside him.

With Anthony's permission, Herot took out his pocket watch to check the time, and then said to the stitcher: "The train will start in ten minutes. You don't have much time to waste. Only by answering the questions accurately can you eat less." suffering.

Are you a person in deep prison? "

The man sewing the corpse had a pressure band on his mouth and said inarticulately: "Do you want to threaten a person who studies death with death..."

Before he finished speaking, the face of the corpse-sewer immediately showed a look of pain, his facial features were twisted in pain, and he wanted to scream but couldn't. Then his eyes suddenly opened wide, his pupils shrank to the smallest size, and his body struggled so violently that even the two strong sheriffs could not hold him down.

The look of the man sewing the corpse made Anthony immediately become nervous, and he unconsciously tried to draw his sword.

But he still controlled himself in time, looking at Herot and then at the little girl next to Herot.

The little girl was staring at the painful corpse stitcher with her pair of eyes that made people unwilling to look at her, mumbling something in her mouth.

Spell!

Anthony felt the nervous look from the sergeant and made a calming gesture to her.

Anthony, who had been under a spell, knew what the corpse stitcher was going through now. It was not a magical mental attack, or an illusion of perception, but a real effect on the body. It's like a parasite growing in your flesh and brain that keeps tormenting you, but you have no good way to get rid of it.

Anthony didn't expect that he would see the conjurer again, and he couldn't help but recall the pain he had experienced.

"I, I said!"

The words that the stitcher uttered with difficulty drew Anthony's attention back to the interrogation scene.

The pain stopped, and the corpse-stitcher's chest heaved violently, breathing heavily.

Helot took the time to ask: "Are you a prisoner?"

"yes!"

"Who killed the deceased in compartment 6 of carriage 12 of the train?"

"it's me."

"Why kill him?"

"I was ordered to monitor the Crowlund Manor and wait for the killers sent by the headquarters. You suddenly left Hog Town, and I could only follow you on the train. In order to delay your journey, I used necromancy to kill people and force the security on the train. The officer will drive you out of the car."

Helot looked at Anthony. The reason for the murder was the same as what they analyzed.

Helot then asked: "Is killing me in the deep prison for revenge?"

"You suddenly inherited the Crowlund Manor. We speculate that your father must have died. You are now the last direct bloodline of Crowlund. If you also die, the collateral descendants of Crowlund may be able to inherit Crowlund." Everything about the Lund family.

Of course, it's also for revenge... Mirel is the daughter of Karaman Clawlund, and he is responsible for your pursuit. "

Helot thought deeply.

In the past, when the deep prison only knew that the father had a son and did not know where his son was, they only wanted to loot the Claulund Manor. Now that the prison has judged that their father is dead, and he has appeared as the last direct descendant of the Claude family, they want to inherit the manor completely, including the inheritance of the founding fathers.

Finally Helot asked: "What is the Hell?"

As a detective, the corpse stitcher was not an important figure in the prison, but his confession still revealed a corner of this mysterious organization for Herot.

The undead, the corpse-stitchers, and the tomb-keepers are the three important components of the deep prison.

Among them, the undead were the original founders of the Deep Prison, and their original purpose was to shelter the desperate undead who were being hunted.

The Corpse Stitchers joined relatively early and are the largest in number, and are the backbone of the Deep Prison.

Tomb keepers joined later, with fewer numbers and lower status.

The people who planned the invasion of the Crowlund Manor this time were some of the tombkeepers, especially the descendants of the Cloulund family. They firmly believed that there was undead magic in the Cloulund Manor that made the tombkeepers stronger.

In other words, it was only a small group of people inside the prison who carried out this operation.

Anthony listened on the sidelines and realized that the Deep Prison is now a very large secret illegal organization, and the corpse stitchers will inevitably be involved in corpse theft and murder.

He couldn't help but ask: "The prison is so big, what is your source of income? I can see from your clothes and belongings that you seem to be quite rich."

Magic research has always been a money-burning sport. The corpse may be stolen, but all the materials for making corpse puppets cannot be stolen. The current social status of necromancers determines that they will not have a good source of income, so where does the money in the deep prison come from?

Look at the corpse stitcher who was caught. He was wearing well-made clothes that ordinary people could not afford.

The corpse stitcher replied: "I don't know. Since I joined the Deep Prison, I have never had to worry about money. When I need corpses and materials, I only need to write an application and I will receive what I need soon."

The deep prison is more brutal than imagined.

And it cannot be regarded as an insignificant underground organization.

Anthony knew that he had been involved in a huge case, but this case was obviously not something that a train security chief was qualified to handle.

The assistant officer recorded the confession, and it happened that the local sheriff also got the news and rushed to the train station.

No body can be parked on the train, and there are no conditions for further processing the homicide.

Anthony handed over the murderer, the body, and all the evidence and materials related to the case to the local sheriff, and then returned to the carriage with Herotte when the train whistle blew.

"Mr. Claude, I chopped the door of your compartment into pieces. It will take some time to replace it. Why don't you come to my compartment to have a cup of coffee. I want to thank you. Without your help, maybe the second The second and third deceased have appeared."

Herot accepted the invitation: "Okay...I heard that the coffee specially provided for the train police officer is very refreshing. I have long wanted to try it."

Anthony smiled and said: "It's very refreshing. If you drink one cup, you won't be sleepy all night. When the door of your compartment is repaired, you can only use meditation to rest."

The two of them chatted and came to the Sheriff's room.

The layout inside has a strong military style, and all items are neatly placed where they should be. There is also a photo of Anthony as a soldier hanging on the wall, wearing an imperial military uniform, with the rank of captain, and many medals hanging on his chest.

A very interesting person with a story.

Anthony invited Herot to sit down, and the assistant brought coffee.

Then he whispered to Anthony: The evening shift has been arranged!

The sergeant brought two more glasses of juice to Bresceni and Filolo, and then left.