Chapter 77 Shorthand
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"Why are you just watching?"
"I, I, I, I was frightened at that time, my head was blank."
The sheriff lowered his head in shame. Of course, Xiaoqiao did not pursue it, after all, this is also human nature.
"Winslow didn't find you?"
"No, when I looked at the broken window, Winslow was at the window. He must have found me. After grabbing Gerald, he kept staring at my place. After a while, he showed a twisted, merciful or disdainful smile, and pulled the curtains back. I was in a daze, not remembering how I walked back."
The sheriff lowered his head and his voice slowly rang out of his mouth.
"I, I, I have nightmares every night! Dream, dream... Oh no!"
"Then why don't you tell these things?" Bai Xiaoqiao was puzzled.
"I, I'm afraid, he must be monitoring me. That guy has great magical powers and will definitely not let me go back like that! Yes, I'm sorry, I'm a coward. If I were braver at that time, Gerald would definitely not...."
"Okay, stop talking."
Bai Xiaoqiao untied half of his clothes, revealing a scar on his collarbone.
"Winslow belongs to a cult sect. They are good at raising and controlling monsters with live sacrifices. Not long ago, I and several others attended a banquet held by cultists. It was unusually accompanied by a conspiracy. We also encountered that monster. Regardless of the details, in the end, we organized the conspiracy at the cost of the lives of several other people, and this scar was left to me by the monster."
"You encountered those monsters too?" The sheriff showed a look of surprise.
"Yes, but these are not important. What I want to say is that although these monsters are terrible, they are not invincible. I need your assistance."
"I... can't do it."
"Think about it, why did Winslow let you go at the important moment of collecting live offerings?" Bai Xiaoqiao paused and kept it a secret. "It's not because he has great magical powers, but because the ceremony is about to be completed. Of course, you can choose to continue sitting here and trembling, but what about the others in the village? You are the sheriff, and protecting the villagers is your mission."
"I am the sheriff, and it is my mission to protect the villagers." The man in front of me murmured to himself.
“Our destination is not important, or even at all, just keep moving forward.”
The sheriff took a deep breath, threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, crushed it with his feet, and calmed down.
"Okay, I get it, I will help you."
"So first, is Gerald's luggage here with you?"
Bai Xiaoqiao let out a long sigh. It seemed that his skills were quite useful. Now he only needed to find the missing detective's luggage. She had a premonition that there must be some useful things in this person's luggage that could make the situation turn around now.
The sheriff nodded and took out a box from behind him.
"Yes, since something happened to Gerald, I was afraid of being suspicious, so I lied that he had committed a crime and took his luggage over,"
Inside the suitcase are packed with neat sets of changing clothes, as well as some daily necessities, and in addition, there is a notebook and a file bag.
The file bag is still clippings about Winslow, and the specific content is similar to what Xiao Han and others found at Detective Gerald's home. The notebook is written in a kind of text that Bai Xiaoqiao did not recognize. To be precise, every letter inside is recognized, but it is like a bunch of garbled codes when connected.
After careful observation, Bai Xiaoqiao seemed to find some sort of orderly arrangement from the letters that cannot be connected to the words. Although it reads roughly like written sentences, it does not conform to the grammar of English at all. She realized that this is a shorthand method that uses some letters as carriers, which is more commonly used among journalists or clerks.
"This is some kind of shorthand, are there civilians in the town?"
"You can ask Ms. Scott, who is a teacher at the school and has done telegram transfer and receiving."
"Okay, I understand. I will take these things away first. I will notify you if you have any clues. In addition, my two companions have indeed gone to the forest hut in Winslow to monitor him. Please pay more attention." Bai Xiaoqiao put all the items in his suitcase and held them in his hand.
"I understand, I'll send you back first, and I'll look for it later."
"Then please, please have a happy cooperation."
......
At midnight, the woods, Conanby.
Xiao Han and Lemon carried oil lamps and walked along the road towards the forest.
Gradually, the road became narrower and narrower, tall and straight trees replaced the house, and the dense leaves blocked the moonlight, leaving only a few spots of light.
It was already autumn, and the ground was already covered with dry pine needles and branches. When stepping on it, the sound of branches breaking will be made.
Xiao Han was waving his waist, holding an oil lamp to illuminate the light, and waving a short knife to split the tree branch in front of him that was blocking the road.
Lemon played with two lemons and followed him leisurely.
"Hi, Xiao Han, look at my two lemons. These are the heads of the dull lions. They are so good-looking!"
"Sound down! We are doing serious things here! Can't you be more serious?"
While marking the branches of the woods, Xiao Han checked whether anyone came to this section of the road. Unfortunately, there were thick pine needles under their feet and there was no way to leave obvious footprints. But he noticed that the paper strips on the side of the road had traces of being cut, but that was left a long time ago.
"Oh, it seems that our old artist is still an otaku."
"Are you otaku? Then it's time to recommend my fat house happy lemon to him." Lemon smiled.
After walking for a while, the trees became sparse, and what appeared in front of the two was an open open space.
In the center of the open space is a wooden two-story cottage. This wooden house covers a huge area, which is more a villa than a cottage.
Not surprisingly, the windows of the house were covered with thick curtains.
Xiao Han closed his eyes, blew out the oil lamp and adapted to the dark environment, and walked around the house carefully.
There is only one door in the room, the wooden door is tightly closed, and there is no light coming out of the crack in the door. The door is located on a small balcony. You can only reach the front of the door when you walk up the stairs. There is a large window behind the room, which is also covered by curtains. It is worth noting that there is a broken window on the second floor of the room, but it is also covered and cannot be seen inside.
Chapter completed!