Diary of the Life of Superman Delta

Just as he was leaving the station, he murmured in a low voice, "I never thought there would be people with blue hair in this world."

Chapter 780 One-Turn Detective Fiction

Xingguangyi is not very sensitive to the matter of hair color now, because he has traveled to many worlds and met many traversers, and he has seen many different hair colors, red, purple, blue Blue and gold, in addition to two-color, three-color, gradients, and even dynamic gradients.

So it was just blue hair, which didn't attract Xing Guangyi's attention.

What worries Xingguang at the moment is another matter. There is only one bus to Little Hangleton Village for a long time.

The speed of trains in this era was already slower than Xing Guangyi expected, and it took a lot of time to reach nearby towns from London.

If we had waited according to the time on the bus itinerary, we would have arrived at Little Hangleton Village in the evening.

Xingguangyi stood next to a relatively simple ticket office, looking up at the bus itinerary posted on it.

There is only one bus to Little Hangleton Village, the latest one left half an hour ago, and the next one will leave two hours later.

"Oh, what should I do?"

Xingguang scratched his head, he didn't want to wait until two hours later.

He left the ticket office, found a place where no one was around, and secretly took out his small electric car from the laboratory space.

In fact, Xingguangyi also considered turning into Ultraman Delta directly before, flying from London to Little Hangleton.

But thinking that this might be a mission left for him by the unscrupulous Mr. Deng, Xingguangyi could only choose to go there in a normal way, in case he missed any key clues in the middle.

It's like a player who wants to skip the plot when playing a game, but is afraid that there will be important information in the plot.

It can only be said that the novice guide for this test set by Mr. Deng is also very poor, and I must give a bad review when I go back.

Xingguang felt that he was cheating by taking out the small tram and riding all the way there, and he should be able to see some important information along the way.

So he left the town on a small tram and headed for Little Hangleton Village.

As soon as he drove out of the town, Xingguangyi somewhat regretted it.

I don't know if it's just that this section of the road is so dilapidated, or if the roads between British cities and villages are not well repaired in this era.

After driving out of town for a short while, Xingguang ate a mouthful of ashes.

"Cough cough cough, bah bah bah..."

As soon as Xingguang spat out the ashes in his mouth, he had no choice but to take out a mask and put it on his face.

Wearing a mask and riding a tram, he should be quite handsome, but the problem is that Xingguangyi's tram is the style of a little sheep, so he doesn't look handsome at all.

When we were about to reach Little Hangleton Village, the road suddenly became better. The villagers in the village should be responsible for repairing this section of the road.

Although Little Hangleton Village is not comparable to those big towns, it is not a small village.

Before entering the village, Xingguang stopped at a place where no one was around, and put away his mask and the small tram. The shape of his own small tram is still rare in this era. He also met other people along the way. Passers-by, these people are more or less curious about his little tram.

After putting away all the things that didn't fit the era, Xingguang walked into Little Hangleton Village. The overall construction of this village was much better than what Xingguang Yi had imagined.

In addition to the fact that the village itself was built really well, the old dusty dirt road also lowered Xingguangyi's psychological expectations. The combination of the two made Xingguangyi feel that the village was pretty good.

Xing Guangyi originally thought that the police would stay here for a while because of a homicide case, but after wandering around the village for a long time, he didn't see any place where the cordon was raised, let alone the police.

No way, Xingguang had to ask the residents of the village.

He first found the children playing in the village, and he took various snacks and asked these children what happened in the village recently.

As a result, these children rushed away after grabbing Xingguangyi's snacks, one or two of them were particularly naughty, and even turned their heads to make faces at Xingguangyi, as if they were waiting to see Xingguangyi get angry.

"Really, the folk customs are so simple, is this Gotham City?" Xing Guangyi scratched his head and said helplessly.

But facing the human cub, he couldn't get angry no matter what.

But if you are not angry, you are not angry. He must let these children know that it is wrong to do so.

The children who ran away laughing suddenly felt as if they were kicked on the buttocks, they all staggered and almost fell down.

Just when the group of children were suspicious, Xing Guangyi shouted from behind: "Hey! You don't think you can leave safely if you play tricks on me, do you?"

These children looked back subconsciously, and found that the face of the foreigner who was played by them just now had very scary make-up, and there was a layer of distorted light and shadow in front of him, which made his figure look like a ghost. become equally distorted.

"Wow~~~"

I don't know which child yelled first, and the rest of the children also ran away crying.Even so, they still held tightly the various snacks they got from Xing Guangyi just now.

Seeing these children running away, Xingguang laughed heartlessly.

"Hahahahaha..."

Xingguang smiled and took out a wet towel to wipe off the makeup on his face.

Don't say that the makeup style of the Yabo people is really weird. It's perfect for scaring people, but there is a risk of being guillotined by Ott.

After laughing, Xing Guangyi walked on the village road again, there were not many people on the road, Xing Guangyi guessed that the people in the village had not finished their work and returned to the village.

While walking, Xingguangyi suddenly saw a tavern by the side of the road. This may be due to the difference in culture. There are not all shops in this village, but there is a tavern of a large size.

The name of this tavern is also quite individual, it is called Hanged Ghost Tavern.

It's all about complaining, but things are not making any progress right now, and a place like a tavern for exchanging various information can just help Xing Guangyi.

As soon as Starlight pushed open the door of the tavern, the bell on the door jingled.

Although it was still daytime, there were already five or six drinkers in the tavern, and one or two were drunk, with a strong smell of alcohol on their bodies.

A drinker saw Xingguang walked in and said, "Hey, this place is not for kids like you, wait two years before coming to the bar."

Xingguang smiled, it was the first time he was said that because of his baby face.

But there is nothing wrong with saying this, after all, I am only over 700 years old, and I am still a minor.

The drinker may have meant well, but his words still drew roars of laughter from the other drinkers.

Xing Guangyi didn't pay too much attention, he went straight to the front of the bar.

Before he could speak, the bartender at the bar said: "Hello, little guy, this is really not a place for you to come, you should go back first, I won't sell you alcohol. If it was normal, I might I will give you a glass of juice or milk for free. But unfortunately, there is only wine left today, so I'm sorry."

The bartender looks to be in his 40s, with a thin build, thick sideburns, a groomed beard on his lips, and a neat grooming.

"Thank you for your reminder, but I'm not here to drink, but I want to ask you something."

While Xing Guangyi was talking, he took out a notepad and a signature pen from his messenger bag, pretended to want to record, and then continued: "I am actually a writer of mystery novels. I recently read newspapers and listened to It is said that a very strange case happened in this village, and this case seems to be connected with another case that happened a long time ago."

At this moment, Xing Guangyi felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have left those newspapers to those three girls.

At this time, if you can take out the newspaper and let the bartender read it, it will probably be much easier than describing it yourself.

What Xing Guangyi didn't expect was that a drinker sitting next to the bar started talking before he simply explained the purpose of his visit without describing the case in detail.

"Oh, you should be talking about what happened a few days ago, poor old Frank." The drunken drinker said.

This is a tall and thick man with short dark red hair. It may be because of drinking all the year round. His nose is red. He only wears a brown short sleeve on his upper body, and the fat on his stomach is piled up.

As soon as Xingguang could see that the alcoholic was trying his best to pretend to be serious and sad, but because he was drunk, his facial expression seemed out of his control, and the excitement in his heart overflowed from his face.

Of course, this person is not all gloating, but there is basically nothing special in this small village. When such a big event happened, the whole village was watching the excitement.

However, it can also be seen from the side that the dead old Frank was not very popular in the village at ordinary times.

"Oh, I would like to hear about it."

Xing Guangyi put on a very interested look and leaned forward to listen, while holding a notepad and a signature pen in his hand.

But the drinker stopped talking suddenly. He took another sip from the empty glass in front of him, and said, "Ah~ah~ the wine is all gone."

Seeing this person's behavior, Xing Guangyi was not surprised. He was already mentally prepared. After all, the children he met before told Xing Guangyi with practical actions that this village is quite simple.

But since there is a request on the other side, it is easy to handle.

"Mr. bartender, please give this gentleman a glass of sherry as my treat." Xing Guang said to the bartender.

Although Xing Guangyi is often dragged to drink, he actually doesn't know much about wine. He only knows that there are liquor, beer, wine, whiskey, gin, and sherry. He doesn't know how many brands, how to drink, how to distinguish between good and bad.

Even the types of those wines were known by Xing Guangyi from the alcoholics around him.

"Ha, I knew that a gentleman from a big city is refreshing." Seeing that he had another drink, the alcoholic seemed very happy.

Xing Guangyi felt a little strange, he didn't understand why he was considered a gentleman from the city, but that wasn't the point, so he didn't change the topic to ask.

Although the bartender said that he couldn't serve alcohol to Xing Guangyi, Xing Guangyi could still invite others to drink.

He took a wine bottle from the shelf behind him and set it aside, and took out a new glass to fill it with ice.

At this time, the drinker stared at the glass and shouted: "No ice, no ice, the ice in your house is hollow, there is less wine! There is less wine!"

The bartender ignored the drinker. He picked up ice cubes and put them in the glass. The wall of the glass was immediately covered with white mist.

The bartender took off the cork from the bottle, poured sherry into a glass filled with ice cubes, and handed the glass to the drinker.

"It's all ice cubes."

While muttering, the drinker hurriedly took a big sip.

Xingguang remained silent, he waited for the drinker to speak by himself.

This drinker is considered reputable, and after taking a big sip, he began to tell the story about this bizarre case.

"First of all, let me tell you about old Frank... hiccup... Sorry, no matter what happened a few days ago, or what happened half a world ago, it's all related to old Frank. This guy is weird and lonely, and he doesn't like to be with others very much Going back and forth, always nestling in his own house, it seems that there is nothing else to do in life except guarding the unlucky garden..."

The drinker got more and more talkative, but because he was already drunk, his words were slurred and confused, but fortunately he talked a lot, and other people in the tavern also came to join in the fun, wanting to ask Xingguang for a drink Drink, Xingguangyi invited them each to have a cup.

Now, they all began to join the discussion in a hurry.

In their words, Xingguang gradually pieced together a relatively complete outline of the incident.

What really made the case of old Frank's death a few days ago so mysterious was another case that happened more than half a century ago.

At that time, these alcoholic uncles were still children, and when their adults had nothing to talk about, they would bring up this case and talk about it.

There is a manor on the mountain behind the village. The house in this manor was originally the tallest and most magnificent mansion in a hundred miles.

But just half a century ago, a bizarre murder happened in the house.

At that time, the house owner's family of three died overnight, and it was only discovered when the house's maid was working at dawn.

Although the owner of this mansion is not a good person, they are stingy and rude, and they like to bully the villagers for fun, but after all, they are powerful and well-known people with a radius of hundreds of miles.

The police arrived soon, and arrested the only suspect in this case, that is, Old Frank.

Old Frank was not old at that time, and he had retired from the war because of his disability, and came to this mansion to work as a gardener.

Because that night, apart from the owner's family of three, only old Frank was left in the yard, and there was a spare key for the side door of the mansion in the wooden house where he lived.

The police took old Frank and interrogated him, but old Frank denied that he did it, and said that he had seen a black-haired boy near the yard.

The police certainly didn't believe what old Frank said, but even after performing a "big memory technique", old Frank still insisted that he didn't do it himself.

Just when the case was at an impasse, a weird autopsy report appeared in front of the investigators.

Chapter 780 It was quite sudden, and I met the big boss directly

The autopsy report was extremely strange. Three healthy and living people died suddenly, and no injuries or fatal cause of death could be found on their bodies.The three members of this family are quite healthy and strong, but they are all dead.

After the weird autopsy report came out, the police released old Frank without charge.And the family of three who died was buried in the churchyard in Little Hangleton. For a long time, the graves of the family of three were objects of curiosity.

The old Frank who was released returned to the luxurious courtyard where the murder occurred, and continued to take care of the courtyard while waiting for the mansion to be taken over by the next owner.

What is more amazing is that this mansion was quickly taken over by someone. It is obvious that this mansion is far away from the city, and the transportation is inconvenient. What's more, someone died recently.Under such circumstances, there are still people who will buy this house, either crazy or fool, because the villagers have heard that this house is not cheap.

After the new owner took over the mansion, he basically never came here, so the old Frank got a new job and continued to take care of the mansion for the new owner.

Old Frank did the job until he was seventy-seven, by which time Frank was really "old" Frank.

A few days before the time came, people found the dead old Frank in the mansion. The appearance of the old Frank was exactly the same as the death of the family of three of the former owner of the mansion in the legend. The strange legend of this mansion.

That's the rough outline of the whole thing.

Xing Guang wrote down the last sentence he heard on the notepad, then put down the pen, raised his head and asked again: "By the way, who are the previous and current owners of that mansion?"

"The previous owner was more famous...hiccup..." Another drinker hiccupped and said, "The last name...surname...surname is Riddle, as for the current owner, I don't know."

The other drinkers also nodded in agreement.

Xingguang knew in his heart that these drinkers probably knew so much.

After nodding his thanks, Xing Guangyi closed the notepad, put the signature pen in the middle, and prepared to leave with these two things.

At this moment, Xing Guangyi suddenly saw a little girl hiding beside the counter, that little girl was secretly looking at him, she seemed to be one of the group of kids just now.

Seeing the little girl's frightened look, Xing Guangyi secretly made a face at her, scaring the little girl into running into the back room.

Xingguang left the tavern with a smile, he was in a good mood after getting the clue.