Chapter 1083: Fog Demon (5)

After a busy day, Yu Chu lay in bed, looking at the ceiling, thinking back in his mind.
The deceased was wearing clothes seven years ago.
Seven years ago, it was the time when the noble master came to the fog. At that time, the young master was only twelve or three years old.
Moreover, a piece of clothing seven years ago, why the proprietress can blurt out the year of this dress?
After a few years of clothes, most people will forget what year it is.
Unless it is particularly impressive.
Old Jack knew what the nobleman had done seven years ago. A lot of things are too much.
It is not surprising that the nobility does not look at civilians at all and will do some cruel games. However, what is the connection between all these things?
Why did the murderer kill?
If there is a reason, there is still a trace, but if there is no reason, it is really abnormal, killing is irregular, then who has any way...
Anyway, it is impossible to count on old Jack.
Yu Chu closed his eyes and lay for a few minutes, slowly recalling the dead who he saw today.
She observed a lot, except that the clothes were not old, and the straight silver knife was inserted very accurately and beautifully. The blood around the body was not stained, and even the knife handle did not leave fingerprints. It is not so much cautious, it is better to say that this perverted murderer has abnormal metamorphosis and obsessive-compulsive disorder...
She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed, remembering that there was something unnoticed on the scene.
But the sky is already dark, and now no one dares to go out at night in the city, which means danger.
Yu Chu hesitated for two seconds, still dressed in clothes and got out of the door - she experienced more blood in the world in front, in fact, nothing to fear.
It’s a bit cold.
She went out of the detective agency and walked to the crime scene in the night. The body had of course been removed. There was only one pool of blood in the dark alley.
She held her arm and walked to the side of the blood, then squatted down the wall, her fingers touched the blood sprayed on the wall, and touched a trace drawn by the knife.
When she just remembered the scene, she suddenly remembered this trace. Because the attention was on the deceased at the time, I didn't pay much attention to the other, and the walls often had scratches and graffiti, and the traces were not eye-catching.
Only because the traces looked a bit new, she looked at her more eyes and just thought about it in bed, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The new scratches, sharp edges and corners, are likely to be left by the silver knife. Isn't it possible that the murderer left it? This pervert is careful and obsessive, and it is impossible to accidentally drop any traces.
Only it may be that he deliberately.
Her fingers touched the slender scratch and touched the fork at the end - it was an arrow.
The direction of pointing is...
In front, it seems that there is only a detective agency.
What does it mean to point to a detective agency?
Does it herald the next step?
He wants to move the detective agency...
But for a pervert, who would want to kill the detective agency? If there is no trace of murder, she has no clue. But if it is really related to the many idiots that the nobleman had done seven years ago...what is it related to?
Old Jack knows something about that year.
The original owner, who had not been with the old Jack as an apprentice, was only 14 years old.
A little girl.