Release that Witch - Chapter 489

Chapter 489
"Is this the first time you’ve witnessed a scene like this?" Rene came up to her, looking quite concerned . "Perhaps it'll be better if you go outside and get some fresh air . "




"No . No, thanks . " Seeing Nightingale squatting by the body examining the wounds, Summer declined the offer . If Nightingale was still able to keep her composure at such a horrible crime scene . . . she must also stay here . Summer continued, "I, uh, feel much better now . "
"When was he found?" Nightingale turned questioning .
"Early this morning . The residents nearby found his body when they went to draw water . It was before sunrise . The door was left wide open as it is now, as if the killer wanted to announce the death to the whole community . " Rene answered . "In the past, it would take two or three days for us to hear about something like this . The City Hall has been offering rewards for information, so it was reported sooner . "
"Do you know the victim's identity?"
"Shovel, freeman . " Rene glanced about the room . "Nothing valuable has been found . Um . . . it looks like he used to be a Rat, too . "
"Did anyone see him last night?"
"I checked . Nobody . "
"Any noises heard?"
"None . "
"It doesn't sound right; a strong man like him?" Nightingale frowned . "Even if his throat was slit, he wouldn't die immediately . Someone should have heard him struggling for life or banging on the floor . Are you sure they weren’t lying?"
"I don't think so," Rene replied hesitantly . "The murder has sparked panic among the community . Plus, the residents get rewards for assisting the police . They shouldn't have any reason to lie . "
"Well, bring them here . I'll interview them myself . And, Summer?" Nightingale looked toward her assistant .




"Yes?" Summer responded with a shiver .
"Go to the castle and bring Soraya here . "
"Uh, sure . "
Summer staggered out and ran toward the castle .
Somehow, she found the way in which Nightingale gave commands utterly beautiful . Everything about her character demonstrated great confidence . No wonder His Highness trusted her with the Security Bureau .
. . .
When Summer came back, there were another two people following her .
"Why didn't His Highness ask me to deal with such matters?" Lightning flew into the room, exclaiming . "He's unfair!"
"Coo, coo!" Maggie rejoined .
"I couldn’t stop them," Summer said timidly .
"Shouldn't you protect Prince Roland while I'm away?" Nightingale's brows went up a fraction of an inch . "This isn't an adventure game!"
"Relax . Sylvie’s there, nobody can easily approach His Highness," Lightning winked . "Besides, His Highness is going to call a meeting with the nobles and there’ll be no danger in the castle hall . "

"How incredible . . . " thought Summer . How could these two girls act so airily at such a horrendous crime scene? Especially Lightning . She was several years younger, and her eyes were sparkling with excitement . What on earth had they been through since becoming witches?
"Who are these?" Rene and the other policemen stared at the girl and the bird, eyes wide open .
"They're witches . " Nightingale grumbled . "Anyway, you ought to get back to the castle before the end of the meeting . Got it?"
"Aw . . . " Lightning pouted .
"Um, you wanted me to draw the body?" Soraya was the last to enter the room . Summer felt slightly relieved when she noticed Soraya looking as ghastly pale as herself .
"Not the body, the murderer . " Nightingale closed the door and disclosed the plan . "Once we've got a picture of the killer, we'll post it on the bulletin boards at the square and offer cash rewards to people who provide tips . This should be the fastest way to find him . "
The Earl of the Elk Family gasped . "You mean the witch here, Miss Summer, can reconstruct the crime scene?"
"It depends . She can maintain the illusion for only a limited period of time, so we also need a bit of luck . You'll see . " Nightingale gave Summer a nod of approval . "Go ahead . "
"Okay . " Summer shut her eyes and traced time back to somewhere between midnight and dawn as Nightingale instructed . In the darkness, her magic power streamed from the tips of her fingers and intertwined, gradually forming a clear image . Slowly, some wooden planks, a bed, a table and a room took shape . A house was constructed in her mind . The victim was lying on the floor, his blood running onto the bumpy ground . The previously locked door was pushed open .
"Is this the witch's power?"
"It's unbelievable!"
"Gracious! The illusion is so lifelike . It's almost like the demons' power . "




"Hush! Shut up!"
The surrounding police hushed to a whisper .
"It seems he's already dead . " Nightingale patted Summer on her shoulder . "Don't waste your magic power . Switch to another time point . "
The second time, Summer traced the event back to somewhere close to midnight . The figure on the floor disappeared abruptly, and the victim was lying in bed, appearing to be in deep slumber .
"Does this mean he was killed between the two periods of time?" Rene asked in bewilderment .
"Correct . The killer took action between midnight and three o'clock this morning .
"I got it! Miss Summer's power doesn't last long, and we're likely to miss the exact moment the murderer was committing the crime . That's why you said we needed a bit of luck!"
"Precisely," said Nightingale . "It likely took a long time for the murderer to leave these marks after he finished the business . Summer, you just start from somewhere close to three o'clock . "
Summer nodded and heaved a heavy breath . She summoned her power again and set the time between two and three . The magic power swarmed toward the wall and revealed a stranger standing at the bedside . He was drawing something on the wall with the bloodstained sheet .
"It looks like we've found him . " Nightingale smiled . "Lucky indeed . "
"So this man is the killer, coo?"
"He looks like nothing special . . . I thought it would at least be someone stout and strong . " Lightning remarked in disappointment .
"I can only draw a side face from this angle . " Soraya looked at the murderer from the wall . "Is there any way to turn him around?"
"Summer, I'll leave it to you . " Nightingale instructed .
"Alright . " Without further explanation from Nightingale, Summer knew what to do . She pushed the time of the last illusion a quarter backward . This time, everyone saw clearly what the murderer looked like . He first strangled Shovel to death with a rope, dragged him to the floor and then slit his throat with a dagger . During the whole process, Shovel was sleeping like a log without any signs of struggling .
It suddenly struck Rene when he turned and noticed a water tank in the corner of the room . "Did he drink Dreamland Water?"
"It looks like it . " Nightingale nodded . "That's why there was no noise . The killer slit his throat just to obtain some blood . The victim had already been dead . "
"My, my lord! I've seen this man before!" said a police officer suddenly .
"What?" Both Nightingale and Rene rested their eyes on him .
The police officer paused a moment before continuing . "His name is Maans, and he used to be a patroller . I've dealt with him before . "
"Do you know where he lives?" Rene pursued .
"I remember he lives in the inner city . . . West Street, near the Sheep Tavern . "
"Very well . We don't even need to search him out . It appears God is on our side . " Nightingale scoffed . "He can't get away with it . Let's go!"
"Yes, my lord!" The police shouted in unison .

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