In the city of Naples, Italy:
"Investigative authorities are quickly reviewing the recent killings of women between the ages of 25 and 35 in Italy, according to a statement from the city. All case-related material will be provided on radio stations on a continual basis."
The signal appeared to be weakening, the sound of the broadcast station became unexpectedly blurry. No, it appears like someone is throwing a heavy item back at the radio, what a bizarre individual. A man is smoking and wearing a outdated T-shirt in a run-down house in the south of Italy. The home was filled with the stench of death, and the strong scent of smoke ascended throughout everything, causing a figure sitting in the corner of the house to cough up a few choking sounds.
"Shut up!" he yelled at the individual causing the cough to be muffled. The radio was broadcasting the news, delivering the newest details on the recent tragic case; the radio kept playing, making him uneasy; he had to u
I must admit that I am both furious and terrified since this boy is not only a demigod, but also an immortal. In essence, Aubrey is not eternal; rather, his time has been momentarily halted, or rather frozen. When Aubrey is the son of Hades, perhaps this is a privilege because he can halt his own age without being subject to the rules of birth and death for hundreds of years. However, the age freeze cannot be maintained indefinitely, and Aubrey will soon age as well, although surviving a few hundred years longer is already a privilege for him. At the thought of being immortal, I shivered involuntarily. Is it possible that I, too, am an eternal goblin? Not only that, but I have incredible powers, but when I have to exist for such a long period, everything around me gradually changes and I have to adjust, and I almost forget who I used to be. It was a heinous crime."When I left that space, everything outside changed," Aubrey explained. "I couldn't find my home in Rome, I didn'
Watson is preoccupied with files on his desk; it has been a long day, with five young girls inexplicably vanishing in a succession. Naples, as he had expected, was no longer as calm as it once had been. The weather in Naples has changed to fall, but it is still hot, so it is no surprise that people have been pouring to the streets to celebrate festivals recently, creating a chance for the murderers to strike."Mr. Watson!" yelled someone from behind him, causing Watson to jump and dump a slew of paperwork on the table. The person who called him was none other than Haster Phin, the police chief and a close friend of his father. Thanks to his father's grace, Watson has only been assigned to little assignments, missing persons cases in Naples, never allowing him to engage in any large cases, maybe because his father didn't want him to incur too much danger with this job, so he requested the sheriff. The sheriff strolled in, a bundle of paperwork concerning Pacular Whisker and th
My name is Hector Sparker, I am standing in a green meadow and listening to the wind trying to blow through my ears. I, a twenty-five-year-old young man, is enjoying an ordinary life to the point of mediocrity.“Hector..”, a distant call drew my attention, “Do you participate in the contest in the village?”That is Elena, Elena Ween, the girl I had been alone for so long. Elena is as beautiful as a lily, both fragrant and beautiful to ecstasy. My favorite is Elena's smile, that smile is like the power of the sun, it can erase all the darkness in my life. Today, Elena is especially beautiful in a long navy blue dress, which is my favorite color, and she is asking me to participate in the traditional Hill competition, the treasure hunt.“I have to join! I'll bring you the most precious treasure," I waved my hand, speaking loudly so Elena could hear.Elena when she heard my words, her cheeks flushed red from embarrassment. It's not that I don't know Elena's feelings for me, but I really
"I'm Hector, Hector Sparker..." I didn't hesitate to mention my whole name since I was curious about how things were going. "Could you please tell me how Sister Jane died?""She got a serious sickness and died, maybe because she was too elderly to live. Sister Jane had advised the sisters at the convent just before she died that if anybody called Hector Sparker came to them in the future and inquired about the death of a girl named Ancanta, they should give him this book. I believe you chose the correct book, and perhaps Sister Jane will be pleased as well."After that, the young nun immediately left, and I was still astonished when Aubrey's disruptive remarks jabbed me: "Obviously you know Sister Jane is dead, you know that person just now was just a spirit, however, also appeared surprised. It's true the goblin like to pretend. You can fool others, but you certainly can't fool me."“It's just that I'm touched, that Sister Jane died twenty years ago, her spirit could have left here a
All eyes were on the hated boy Aubrey. Actually, I was surprised too, because I didn't understand why he said such words, "young man"? Obviously, Aubrey looks younger than this cop, but he says it like that. He's always reminding me to be careful but he's careless, what a troublesome kid. I saw that Henry and Watson were both very surprised at Aubrey's change of mood, and I quickly laughed to dispel Watson's doubt. However, without giving me time to react, Aubrey quickly spoke in an innocent voice, just like the boy's age."My uncle keeps complaining about this, I'm just repeating what he said to me on the train, don't mind brother Watson. Oh Uncle Michael, didn't you come here to ask Uncle Henry about Pacular Whisker and Ancanta Sparker? Why are you so quiet, are you tired?"As soon as he heard that I was tired, Henry quickly opened the door and said, "Yes, I was careless and didn't notice that you two had come a long way. Come on, let's go inside first and then we'll talk later. The
“Is that boy asleep? What a child, he woke up and now he's asleep again." ,Watson entered and smiled, in his hand holding a tray of fragrant coffee cups. He looked at Aubrey with a curious look and continued, “If no one told me, I don't think this boy would be fifteen years old. He looks a lot more mature than he looks.”"When you're done, go out and help out with Mom, Dad and Mr. Lee here need to discuss some important matters. I'll talk to you later in the evening." Mr. Henry said with a very serious face, like a famous lawyer. “Oh yeah, how did you handle Pacular Whisker thing?”Watson's expression changed slightly, at first it looked like he was trying to calm down to talk to his father, but after the mention of the name Pacular Whisker, his expression gradually frowned. Taking a deep breath, Watson simply said, "I haven't investigated anything yet, there's something I need to talk to you about tonight."With that, Watson bowed to me and left the room. Watson's eyes met mine, and
Watson flipped through the pages of Pacular Whisker files and started digging. The man went missing in Rome in 1455 and left a family of three dead. No, it's not three people, it's the dead two; The boy in that family has mysteriously disappeared and no one knows where the son of that family went. Watson flipped through the missing person files, which was not a difficult task for him. After more than three years working in Naples, he more or less learned how to look up the fastest.The image that appeared before his eyes was a blurry image; Perhaps the file has been around for nearly a hundred years, so the lines on the picture are no longer clearly visible. However, the name on the file is still quite clear. These are the family members of Pacular Whisker, Watson sees each name in turn: Drusilla Gray: wife of Pacular Whisker, formerly divorced and Pacular is her later husband. Aubrey Gray: Drusilla's stepchild with her previous husband. Ariana Whisker: Drusilla and Pacular's daugh
I was gasping for breath, feeling like all my internal organs were pouring out. What the hell is that thing? I silently blamed myself. Standing in front of my body was Aubrey, he was holding a short sword in his hand, preparing to fight."Take us to the god Hades, Charon.." Aubrey said in a cold voice.I could clearly hear Aubrey calling that big horse Charon. Charon is no longer a stranger, at least to me, but to see Charon outside is the first time. It is said that if the soul dies, the soul will go to hell, then the first gate they have to go through is to meet Charon to register, then after being carefully checked by Charon, they can go down hell. Charon is a centaur or rather, the lower body is a horse, the upper body is a human. However, when I saw him face to face, I couldn't believe how big he was.“Kid, I have never heard of your name? Are you going to hell with a goblin?" , Charon spoke so loudly that it made my eardrums feel like they were about to burst.“I am Aubrey Gray,