Chapter 004: Despicable Outsider
Rong Le didn't even raise his head, letting Bai Yue whisper in his ear.
In order to play a role where most of the information is unknown, one must actively collect information. From the first time Rong Le was killed, she fully understood the difference between herself and others.
Since he chose the most difficult level to pass, he would definitely be targeted by the entire Fog City.
He cannot miss any opportunity to obtain intelligence. If he triggers clues about the information on the identity card itself, he will obtain clues belonging to this aspect itself.
His identity is obviously not simple, and Baiyue's attitude towards his past experiences is also worth further investigation. It is estimated that there are many secrets hidden behind it.
Through the clues revealed to him by the role mission, Rong Le concluded that Bai Tutu was not dead.
So what kind of relationship exists between him and this girl?
If you want to know these, you have to carefully explore the room where Bai Tutu lived before he disappeared. If nothing unexpected happens, the most clues are hidden here.
Rong Le's idea is obviously correct.
When Rong Le found a diary with a light pink cover in the drawer of the desk, she heard a ding sound in her mind.
[The character relationship has been unlocked, please check it yourself. 】
Rong Le casually flipped open the notebook and pretended to check it, but in fact she was looking at the newly unlocked [Character Relationships].
Bai Tutu [Friend/Sister]: A sister I have known for many years, a trustworthy girl with upright character.
Rong Le suddenly had some more information in his mind, and a series of memory fragments flashed through his mind.
Bai Tutu is a student majoring in Folklore at Miskatonic University. He and his brother Bai Yue are both descendants of a large family. They are born with a terrifyingly high spirituality and are easily affected by various mysterious events.
As I grow older, this situation becomes more and more serious, and now it has developed to the point where even if I go to a place a little further away, I will randomly encounter various mysterious events.
In order to live a normal life, Bai Tutu's family sent him to the University of Michigan to study and learn how to protect himself and fight against the mysterious side.
Rong Le: "There are no obvious clues in the diary, but it's probably the little girl's physique that caused the trouble."
He smiled faintly, "You don't care about her physical condition and let her run around everywhere. Why are you looking for me? Just let her fend for herself."
Baiyue coughed twice in embarrassment, but Rong Le made this gesture just to play a role. After realizing that her purpose was achieved, she did not continue to pursue the responsibility.
The two men restored the room to its original state and went downstairs to meet Cohen.
Cohen led the two of them across two streets and arrived at the door of a tavern. "This is it. Roland has no house and no money. He works as a helper here. His room is on the second floor of the tavern."
Baiyue: "If he lives here, will he be able to sleep at night?"
Rong Le raised her head. The tavern was a three-story building with a slightly old wooden plaque with some twisted and strange words on it.
The abyss is coming.
It was around five in the afternoon, and dusk was already faintly visible in the sky. The pub was not yet at its peak business hour, and the old wooden door blocked all view.
His focus was quite different from Baiyue's: "Roland is a sailor. Even if a sailor's income isn't high, they shouldn't live in this place, right?"
Cohen explained, "The crew here are generally addicted to alcohol. Roland isn't a complete drunkard, but he doesn't know where to spend his money. He lives in the tavern and works as a servant here in exchange."
The tavern owner actually allowed Roland to live here. This image of good intentions did not match the generally indifferent image of the residents.
If Roland had a good relationship with the boss, he wouldn't have ended up like this, so... maybe he has other intentions.
Rong Le: "Just go in and take a look, and you'll know."
Cohen pushed the door open, but the scene before him was beyond everyone's expectations.
The atmosphere in the tavern was a little stagnant. Guests sat in groups of three or four, talking in low voices. Military police in black uniforms suppressed everyone in place, and the atmosphere looked particularly solemn.
"What's going on? What happened?"
Cohen stopped a companion and asked.
His companion breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally you're here. We've been looking for you everywhere but couldn't find you. We just received a report that the suspect, Roland, is dead."
Cohen couldn't believe it. "I just received a call from the family and the detective. Why is the important suspect dead here? I remember Roland was under guard. Didn't anyone notice anything unusual?!"
The companion sighed and said, "No, Roland died very suddenly."
The moment she heard about Roland's accidental death, Rong Le's expression changed.
The system prompt sounded in my ears.
[Main Mission 1-1, find out the cause of Roland's death.]
The main quest has been updated.
Once Roland died, the only clue was cut off.
Roland is the key to unlocking the missing case, and we can start investigating Bai Tutu's whereabouts from him.
Although Rong Le didn't think that the City of Mist would let him complete the mission so easily, Roland's death on the eve of their arrival cast a layer of mystery over the disappearance case.
Rong Le focused on the conversation between the two.
Although Roland was a suspect, the military police had no way to detain him because there was no actual evidence, so they stayed around the tavern.
Roland's life was also very simple. Since he couldn't go back to work on the ship for the time being, he slept in his room during the day and went downstairs to help and drink at night.
Today should have been as peaceful as the previous days, but before Roland went to work, the guests downstairs only heard Roland's angry curses from upstairs, "I don't believe it! That bitch..." and then his screams.
When they broke the door open, they found Roland was dead. The scene was very bloody.
"It seems like it was a homicide without a doubt. Do you have any suspects?" Rong Le asked after listening quietly.
The military police officer who spoke was surprised: "Who is this...?"
Cohen introduced: "This is the detective who is here to help us solve the case."
Rong Le smiled at him and said, "I am a professional private detective. Please take care of me in the coming days, Mr. Military Police."
The military police also responded politely, his eyes sweeping over Rong Le's face which looked too young, and politely did not question anything.
The military police and Rong Le discussed their progress: "The people downstairs are not suspected for the time being. Everyone was drinking downstairs at the time and can testify against each other. The surveillance footage from the bar can also be used as evidence. The two people who were on the second floor at the time of the incident are the most serious suspects."
There were only two people on the second floor at the time, one was the owner of the tavern and the other was a gentleman with considerable prestige in the local area.
According to the investigating gendarmes, because there were few people on the second floor and it was quiet, they were drinking and chatting at the time of the incident and were said to be friends.
Both of them were obviously suspects, but out of respect for their boss, the military police did not dare to go too far and were unable to take action for the time being.
"Who is the owner of this tavern? Why are you giving him so much face?" Rong Le asked with interest.
Cohen said politely, "Actually... we were just following orders."
It turns out there is a background.
Rong Le said, "I want to investigate the crime scene."
Before going upstairs, Rong Le turned around and winked at Bai Yue. Bai Yue understood and made an excuse to Cohen next to him to go to the bathroom.
Rong Le followed the military police up to the second floor.
As soon as he came up, he smelled the distinct smell of blood.
The smell was only faintly perceptible downstairs, but it became very noticeable on the second floor. Through the half-open door, he saw the blood gradually drying on the floor.
Military police: "We broke the door open. The person is already beyond saving. Roland's body has been moved. This is a photo of the body."
Rong Le took the photo. The scene on it was the same as the room in front of her, with blood splattered and extremely tragic.
Roland was somewhat similar to the captain, tall and strong. He was lying on his back on the floor of the room, his body covered with marks from being bitten by unknown objects. The scene looked horrifying.
Rong Le smiled and said, "This kind of injury is not something a human could do, but it's impossible for a beast to come to the second floor and kill people quietly. Could it be some kind of monster..."
Before he could finish his words, the military police's face turned ugly, as if he recalled some bad memories.
It seems that not only can the descendants of mythical creatures live normally here, but the local residents also have a certain understanding of the mysterious aspects.
It's like a natural breeding ground for poisonous insects.
Rong Le observed his expression and thought to herself, with a smile on her face.
He took pictures of the scene with his camera, including pictures of the deceased's body, then took out his gloves and began to search the room skillfully.
The military police watched the young professional's actions and swallowed the words he wanted to take him out. He left the room to give him enough space to search for clues so as not to interfere with his work.
The door was gently closed, and Rong Le didn't even raise her head as she rummaged through Roland's messy drawers.
It wasn't until he heard footsteps behind him that he said naturally, "It just so happens that I haven't asked you yet. Here..."
Before he could finish his words, a ferocious and fishy figure suddenly pounced on him!
Rong Le's pupils shrank, and a cold light instantly flashed in his hand. He turned around and slashed fiercely, and blood instantly burst out along with the cold light!
The people who attacked Rong Le probably never imagined that this seemingly weak detective could burst out with such powerful strength.
A stream of light green liquid spilled onto the ground. Rong Le dodged it sideways. The monster let out a whine that sounded inhuman, then fled out of the window at an extremely fast speed.
Rong Le frowned and was about to chase after him when KP's voice suddenly rang out, stopping him in his tracks.
[You witnessed something incomprehensible, and your heart has suffered a blow. Please perform a Sanity test. Subtract 1 for a successful result, and 1D3 for a failed result.]
Rong Le: ...What the hell.
The crisp sound of dice rang out in the void, and Rong Le could see the multi-sided dice with intricate patterns rolling continuously.
[Sanity Assessment: 80/82, failed.]
“…”
This result really made him in a bad mental state.
KP smiled softly, as if he could sense Rong Le's mood at the moment: "This situation is normal. Compared to later, the deductions this time are not that much."
Rong Le: "...I thought it was system hosting."
KP's voice was gentle: "No, I've been watching you the whole time."
I rolled the dice again and unfortunately got three again.
In the end, Rong Le's SAN value was deducted by three points, dropping to 77.
Regarding the concept of SAN value, KP replied: "You can think of SAN value as a general sense of sanity. A low SAN value will cause various negative symptoms, and a zero SAN value is complete madness, which is equivalent to tearing up the card for the player."
At present, Rong Le's sanity is still healthy.
By wasting a moment, the monster that had just attacked had already run away.
Rong Le didn't collect any more useful things in Roland's room, and lost three SAN points, so she lost interest in this place.
He pushed the door open and saw the military police still standing at the door.
Rong Le: "Is that gentleman still here? I want to make contact with that gentleman."
He explained with a smile, his dark green eyes gentle and deep. "After all, he doesn't come to the tavern every day, but he just happened to be around the scene when Roland was killed... I'm very curious about this coincidence."
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Under the guidance of the military police, Rong Le returned downstairs from the stairs on the other side of the second floor.
Deep in the first floor is the bar, behind which are neatly arranged wine cabinets. Under the dim lights of the pub, these foreign wines appear exquisite and full of temptation.
An old record was spinning, playing an old English song, and the female singer's gorgeous and luxurious voice echoed, adding an intoxicating atmosphere like fine wine to the space.
Amidst the singing, there was only one man sitting on a stool at the side of the bar, drinking slowly.
Military Police: "He is Harry, the local squire."
Rong Le looked at the suspect. In the dim light of the tavern, he was dressed in an upper-class style, like a medieval gentleman, with a cane at his side and a small moustache. He faced them with his side profile, looking gentle and arrogant. His eyes were calm at this moment, and no one knew what he was thinking.
He raised his head casually when he heard the noise, and was stunned when he saw Rong Le's face clearly.
"A stranger?"
Harry took the initiative to talk, not hiding his interest in Rong Le: "Why did you come to see me?"
Rong Le: "I'm a detective, and I'm here to ask you about the circumstances surrounding the incident."
Harry's smile faded upon hearing this, and he suddenly became a little impatient: "Haven't the military police asked everything?"
But looking at Rong Le's smiling face, he still endured it: "...Okay, what do you want to ask?"
Rong Le laughed softly.
His expression was cold. In the dim light deep in the first floor, only his beautiful outline could be seen. Even his green eyes were stained with a hazy color.
This slightly cold temperament is both dangerous and inexplicably makes people want to get close.
His voice was gentle, but it sounded like thunder in their ears:
"——I want to ask, how did you kill Roland?"
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