Book TRK
Chapter 275 The Witness
Chapter 275 The Witness
Sylvia's POV:
"There are witnesses? It's such a remote place. How can there be witnesses?" I said, feeling surprised.
The old doctor handed the medicine to me and said, "Yes there are. One werewolf even swore that he saw Prince Rufus in his wolf form kill the boy."
If there were really witnesses, then everything would be a lot more complicated.
On my way looking for Rufus that night, I had passed by the crime scene near the swamp. But at that time, I didn't see any dead bodies. So whoever that witness was, his testimony was very suspicious.
"What was that witness doing? Why was he in such a remote place?" I continued asking the old doctor about the witness, trying to get more information about his identity.
"Many hunters live in the suburb, so it's not surprising that someone happened to pass by there when Prince Rufus killed the boy," said the old doctor.
"Well, that makes sense. Spring is coming, so it's a good season for hunting," I said with a smile. I had to agree with him so as not to arouse his suspicion. Then I asked casually, "But it was such a coincidence, wasn't it? Do you know where he lives?"
"That's what I don't know. All I only know is that he has been taken away by the soldiers of the palace for investigation. I heard that he was left scared silly and kept talking nonsense."
I pondered for a while before I asked, "Where is the child's body now? I want to go there and offer my condolences to the bereaved family."
Since I couldn't get any information about the identity of the witness, I had to find the body of the boy and see if there were any other clues. If he was really torn into pieces by a beast, there must be traces on his wounds.
The old doctor shook his head and said in an extremely regretful tone, "The death of that child was too tragic. He will be cremated at three o'clock in the afternoon."
I looked at the time and was shocked to know that it was already two o'clock. I didn't have much time left.
"Do you know which crematorium?" I hurriedly asked.
"That one in the west of the city."
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I took the medicine and paid for it. Then I immediately left the pharmacy.
More and more soldiers gathered and patrolled the city, so I didn't dare to take the main road. I hurriedly walked through alleys one after another until I finally arrived at the west of the city.
As soon as I walked out of the last alley I had to pass through, I saw a group of soldiers passing by. I wanted to turn around, but it was too late. They already noticed me.
"Hey, where are you going? Remove your hood and show your face to us," shouted one of the soldiers at me.
I was flustered, and I panicked for a moment. Then I lowered my head, coughed violently, and said hoarsely, "I have a flu, so I have to cover my body, in case it gets worse."
After saying this, I coughed in the direction of the soldiers several times. As expected, they all subconsciously stepped back.
"What are you holding in your hands?"
"Medicine for my flu."
Upon saying this, I took the initiative to hand the medicine to them for inspection while I kept coughing. They just glanced at it quickly and threw it back to me.
"Go! Get out of here now."
I breathed a sigh of relief. I tightened my grip on my cloak and hurried away. But after taking just a few steps, I was stopped by someone.
"Wait! Sylvia? Is that you?"
It was a flamboyant male voice, sounding strange yet familiar.
I didn't dare to look back. I just lowered my head and walked forward, trying to recall in my mind who the owner of the voice was.
"Sylvia, wait! I know it's you. Don't run away."
His voice then reminded me of a disgusting face.
I didn't want to believe it at first.
But when I abruptly turned my head, I found that it was really Shawn, the idiot. Damn! I was so unfortunate that I met him here.
I didn't respond to him. Instead, I quickened my pace.