Gou learns witchcraft in another world

Chapter 34 The Missing Superhuman

Clarence Hotel.

Located on the west bank of the middle reaches of the Darlington River, it is just over a kilometer away from Albert Racecourse.

More than two hundred years ago, this was the private residence of an earl. Later, as his descendants declined, it was eventually bought by a wealthy businessman and converted into a hotel.

Thanks to its convenient location, pleasant surroundings, and rich heritage, the area has consistently enjoyed high customer spending since its opening.

The cheapest place to stay here is over a thousand kroner.

Miss Moran booked her room at this hotel.

But before heading to the hotel, there was a little incident downstairs at the Investigation Bureau.

"Mr. Smith, could you drive me? I'm not in the right condition to drive right now..."

Miss Moran's car, Aston Martin's latest production from last year, has a long, elegant body with a waistline that runs from the front to the rear, exuding a noble air. Furthermore, this car has a V8 engine with a displacement of at least 4.0 liters, which is almost inaudible at idle.

Compared to Luo Qiu's partner, the vintage car, it seems like they come from completely different eras.

At present, Smith is facing the choice of a car.

The vintage car was to be driven there, containing many tools. Also, the Clarence Hotel was quite a distance from the Bureau of Investigation, and they needed to consider the return journey.

But I promised Miss Moran...

"Go ahead, Smith. Miss Moran just lost her boyfriend; it's not a good time for her to drive. You don't want her to get into an accident on the road, do you?"

Luo Qiu was stirring things up from the side.

As an outsider, he could see clearly that Miss Moran was somewhat of a womanizer, and Smith's image wasn't bad, plus the demeanor he had developed during his time as an agent, so perhaps she had her eye on him.

But so what?

Smith was the one who got involved in the case, so naturally he'd handle the trouble. Furthermore, Luo Qiu wanted to keep a distance from the case, so he let Smith take the lead…

Half an hour later, when Luo Qiu finally parked his car near the hotel and entered the hotel lobby, he saw Smith already working diligently.

The waiter who served Smith had just served Mr. Winslow, so while Mr. Winslow was getting the spare key, Smith began to ask him some questions.

"Mr. Winslow checked in on March 20th, right? He only brought one suitcase, and it was very light?"

"Yes, I remember it very clearly. After Mr. Winslow checked in at the front desk, I was responsible for showing him around. The elevator was under maintenance that day, and Mr. Winslow's room number was 402. I thought he would be very angry, but to my surprise, Mr. Winslow was very gentle and even carried his own luggage."

"Later, I volunteered to carry the luggage... Oh, the spare key was found."

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Click~

The door opened, and as it peeked through a crack, a lavender scent wafted out.

This is a custom-made perfume exclusively for the Clarence Hotel. It is usually placed on the guest room table to refresh the mind and also to mask the smell left by guests after smoking or enjoying food.

The problem is that the aroma is a bit too strong, as if the guest rooms have been empty for days, allowing the fragrance to dissipate.

Once inside, the room was surprisingly simple, as expected.

The most important bedding inside, including the quilt and pillows, was all neatly arranged, indicating that no one had used it for a long time.

The floor was clean, and the bathroom was clean too. The only place with some signs of life was the desk by the window in the room.

Mr. Winslow's suitcase is here. Also on the table is a half-finished bottle of 1851 Poz Estate wine, a wine glass, and a copy of the popular novel "Moonstone".

Luo Qiu's gaze lingered on the novel for a few seconds. He had heard the name of the novel before and knew what it was about.

An ordinary young man discovers a stone that can absorb moonlight, embarking on an adventure filled with thrills, a confidante, and magical scenes…

Of course, this alone wouldn't be enough for him to make any connections. But what if Luo Qiu discovered a red light emanating from the suitcase after entering the room?

Upon entering the room, Smith began to observe cautiously. Finding nothing else, and flipping through the books without any discovery, he then turned his attention to the suitcase.

Without hesitation, he quickly opened the box.

The contents of the suitcase were neatly arranged.

Regarding clothing, there were two white shirts, three ties, a set of neatly folded pajamas, four pairs of socks, and a pair of dark gray flannel trousers. The common characteristic of these items was their high price; moreover, each garment looked brand new, without a trace of wear.

In addition, a few small items were found on the side of the suitcase: an old silver pocket watch, a brand-new fountain pen, a silver coin, and a dull gray pebble.

That's all there is to this suitcase: no notebook, no contact information, and no identification or paper receipts.

Upon reaching this point, Smith frowned:

"There's a problem. When someone travels alone, shouldn't they bring some medicine or emergency cash? Besides, you can't always carry your identification documents with you, can you?"

"Miss Moran, does Mr. Winslow keep anything with you?"

"Oh, no."

Moran was puzzled, only realizing she knew nothing about her new boyfriend when confronted with the question. Smith was also perplexed, surprised at not finding a usable way to contact him, and also unable to understand Mr. Winslow's quirk of keeping these things in his suitcase.

But Luo Qiu, who was standing to the side, could see it very clearly.

That pocket watch, the silver coin, and the pebble were all extraordinary items.

The red light emitted by the three was not strong, probably only slightly better than that of the extraordinary lighter from before.

But this also made Luo Qiu completely give up.

This case has indeed become connected to the extraordinary.

Mr. Winslow is most likely a superhuman, but he is probably not a descendant of superhumans. These superhuman items are likely his spoils of war.

Perhaps Mr. Winslow also accidentally stepped into the extraordinary realm, or received a "cell phone" or something similar as a gift from someone.

Otherwise, it's impossible to explain why he would enjoy watching "Moonlight Sonata," and these extraordinary items don't match his identity.

Based on this speculation, Luo Qiu also had some ideas about the case.

Mr. Winslow's aristocratic status is probably a facade. It wouldn't be difficult for a superhuman to obtain such valuable items. Besides, for ordinary people, suddenly gaining superhuman powers would always lead them to think about doing things they wouldn't normally dare to do.

……

"Senior, what are your thoughts on this investigation?"

"what?"

Smith interrupted Luo Qiu's train of thought. The latter, perhaps unable to find a clue, wanted Luo Qiu to add some insights.

Luo Qiu, already wary of this, was naturally unwilling to interfere further.

"Is this all the information we've gathered? Do as you see fit. Pack your things in your suitcase... let's put it back in the investigation bureau for now."

"Alright, since we haven't found anything here, senior, let's go to Albert Racecourse and search the area where Mr. Winslow was yesterday. Maybe we can find some clues."

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