"No, do you think this is the Second World War? Those people wouldn't dare to mess around now," Liu Yuning replied.
The group calmed down for a moment. As their attention shifted to the window, the night sea view was quite pleasant. The water bus churned up countless waves that splashed against the glass, scattering droplets. The lights of the water bus swayed, reflecting on the dark sea surface where waves rose and fell. From a distance, it looked like several continuous mountain ranges formed on the sea. Especially the island not far away, where a towering lighthouse cast its beam, its lights glittering and dazzling. The city was bustling and extremely prosperous.
Along the way, everyone kept a serious eye on the scenery outside. He Xin bought some snacks from a vending machine and shared them with us. She really seemed to be in the mood. At that time, our attention was on the island, hoping to find the suspicious person as soon as possible.
"The witch's residence in Pearl Cemetery in Shaihai Town. Many people go there to pay respects. The witch Dumeisha is buried there, and then a strange legend began to spread. The photos look a bit eerie, and the photo studio is nearby. If we want to go to the photo studio, we have to pass through the cemetery first," Gao Mingqiang said, checking the information.
"Pearl Cemetery? How can there still be such a place in this day and age? Aren't they all cremated now?" Liu Yuning asked curiously.
"This should be their local custom. It's said that the witch's mother was an engineer on this island and made a great contribution to the design of Lolita. Such a great person, her daughter would naturally receive respect after her death. Alas, but that witch's legend seems to contradict this, because if she were respected, people wouldn't say that about her. I don't know the specifics of this matter. I hope it has nothing to do with our case, otherwise, it will be troublesome."
I said, "Mingqiang, many places have various rumors, like ghost schools, death amusement parks, there are so many. We can't investigate them all every time, can we?"
As we chatted, we had already arrived at the pier, close to Shaihai Town. When disembarking, everyone passed through a passage and arrived below the lighthouse. Several SWAT officers were guarding there with guns, looking quite cautious. After we showed our IDs, they let us through.
This time, there was no need to hide our identities, as this was not a tourist area. When we passed by Pearl Cemetery, He Xin, for some reason, walked in curiously. I couldn't stop her even if I wanted to.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing!" I chased after her. The others also followed as they saw us entering the cemetery.
"Look, is this the tombstone of that witch? And the deceased is wearing a Lolita dress in her photo?"
"Oh? No wonder her mother..."
"Yes, they were probably both in design. I don't know what happened to Dumeisha at the time. Could she have been murdered?"
He Xin seemed very perplexed by Dumeisha's death. Since she was a Lolita designer, perhaps these people were connected to the case. Moreover, the reason for the suspicious person's visit here was obvious. She might have some connection to Dumeisha.
I rested my chin on my hand and thought seriously. At this moment, the members of the Punishment Team were all in front of the tombstone. He Xin placed a bouquet of flowers, which she had bought earlier. I thought she was going to do something else, but it turned out to be an offering to Dumeisha.
"Dumeisha, although I don't know how you died, I can see that you were very interested in this Lolita and contributed a lot. I believe your spirit in heaven will bless us to solve this case!"
Hearing He Xin's prayer, Zhang Keying also came to her side and squatted down. The two of them stared at the witch in front of them.
As for the matter of the witch, I wanted to learn more from some foreigners, but at this moment, just as I was about to tell them to go to the photo studio, someone in the distance was being chased by a car. The person in front was riding a horse. We immediately rushed over and pointed our guns, threatening, "Stop immediately!"
Seeing the police arrive, the person driving the car quickly changed direction, but still bumped the horse's leg before turning and speeding away down a road. We couldn't catch up at that moment and let the perpetrator escape.
The horse was knocked over, and the person on it was thrown violently. Fortunately, it was a grassy area nearby, otherwise, this person would surely have died.
We ran to the person and saw a man struggling on the grass. He was a bit overweight, wearing a lawyer's suit, a tie around his neck, white gloves on his hands, shiny shoes, and his hair styled with gel. However, his round glasses were now cracked.
He seemed unable to see and was fumbling around. I picked up his glasses for him and said, "Sir, what was that just now?"
"Ah, you are police officers?"
"That's right, we saw it all."
"Wuwu, what is going on? Could it be that the curse has come true so quickly?"
"Curse?" We all looked at the man in front of us with curiosity.
He asked us to help him walk towards a nearby stable. Unexpectedly, this person owned a stable, and next to it was a massive building that resembled a church. He told us, "This is my home. I am actually a lawyer, and I am handling the case of Marguerite Dulac."
"Oh? Is this the great designer from the island?"
"Yes, Officer He. Mrs. Dulac recently passed away. Because of her contributions to this place, she left behind a large inheritance. Since she has three sons, there is a dispute over the distribution of the inheritance, especially between the eldest and second sons. However, the third son, Gan Changshou, is not very interested in this matter. But his daughter was recently murdered, so he probably doesn't have the mindset for it!"
"You're saying Dean Gan is Dulac's son?" We were all a bit surprised.
"Yes, you probably don't know Elder Gan's past. He was an orphan, adopted by Mrs. Dulac. The other two children were also adopted by her. The will states that if all three children are successively murdered, her company's designer, Elsa Roy, will inherit the estate. If Miss Elsa Roy is also murdered, then the inheritance will go to Father Reynal of the Huahui Church on the island. If Reynal is also murdered, then I, as the client, will have to temporarily hold it and donate it to charity."