At 11:10 AM, the two arrived at the scene of the incident, an abandoned cotton mill located in the suburbs of the city.
The factory had been abandoned for two years. Since winter had just ended, everything around was silent except for the snow.
Led by Roland, the two jumped over the factory's courtyard wall and arrived in the factory's yard.
In the southeast corner of the yard was a stone well. This was where the deceased had jumped to commit suicide.
"How did you discover him back then?" Seeing such a concealed suicide method, Silas was somewhat surprised.
Roland explained, "It was quite a coincidence. That day, when he was secretly coming here, he happened to be seen by a patrolman. The patrolman thought he was here to steal something, so he secretly followed him and saw him kneel beside the well, seemingly praying in a low voice. Then, he spread his arms and jumped down."
Silas, on this side, activated Spirit Vision and looked at the surrounding situation.
"There's nothing mystical around. Judging from the previous footprints, as Roland said, two sets of footprints came in one after the other. Judging from the distance and depth of the footprints, everything was very normal. There was no sign of coercion, pursuit, or body disposal."
Then, Silas dispersed his spiritual energy and turned to look at the well.
The mouth of the well was about two meters wide, with a depth of about fifteen meters. Some of the water below had melted, and it was certainly deep enough to drown someone.
"I heard you have the ability to communicate with souls. Can you sense his soul?" Roland asked.
Silas carefully sensed it but didn't feel any soul. All he could sense was a faint trace of ease and joy.
He knew this feeling very well; it was the remnant of a soul's self-liberation after he had performed a salvation ritual.
"Roland, he did commit suicide. I can sense the joy and ease left by the soul. He was similar to Markok, having attained self-peace and redemption through suicide," Silas concluded.
Hearing this, Roland's eyes gradually widened. "How is that possible? Wasn't he seduced by someone else or hypnotized by some mystic?"
Silas shook his head. "It's still unclear at the moment."
Roland clenched her fists. She had always refused to believe that Markok had committed suicide, and that was what had driven her investigation. But now…
"The fact that one can still attain self-redemption even through suicide is precisely what's very strange," Silas said suddenly, stroking his chin.
"Once or twice would be one thing, but based on the current situation, so many people who have committed suicide recently might be like this. Could someone have implanted some suggestion in their minds?" Silas wondered constantly.
Roland was somewhat agitated at this moment. She had risked inviting Silas over, but had not obtained any effective information, which was very different from what she had expected.
Bang!
Roland punched the mouth of the well, gritting her teeth. "How could this be!"
The punch was very hard, and blood could be seen constantly flowing down between her fingers.
Silas put his hand on her shoulder and sighed, "Alright, don't be anxious. This matter will be clarified sooner or later."
Roland Hmm-ed and raised her hand, shaking off the blood on her hand.
Thud!
As Roland raised her hand, a stone on the well mouth that she had struck suddenly fell off.
An otherwise very ordinary stone, but it caught Silas's attention.
Because he found that under this stone, there was a grey line.
This line was not new, but it wasn't old either, looking like it had been drawn about two weeks ago.
Silas immediately stepped forward and used his staff to pry away the other stones nearby.
After a moment, a grey rune appeared before him.
"This is… a Karding Rune." Seeing this rune, Silas immediately recognized it.
Karding Runes were advanced runes based on the thirty-three Cairns Runes.
The thirty-three Cairns Runes symbolized the basic elements, while the Karding Runes symbolized the constitution of the world.
And the strange rune in front of Silas, made up of nine waves, was the "River" Karding Rune.
Seeing this, Silas's eyes narrowed. He abruptly turned his head and asked, "Roland, do you know the locations where the other suicide victims committed suicide? Quick!"
"I do!" Roland sensed that Silas had a lead here and immediately stated all the locations of the past thirteen suicide victims.
Silas closed his eyes and marked these thirteen locations on the map in his mind.
Instantly, the entire suicide incident became suddenly clear.
Counting Markok, these fifteen points formed a simple magic circle. This magic circle looked like two funnels intersecting each other, centered on Markok, who died at the Church of Holy Blood in the center of the city, perfectly covering the urban area of the entire Bayne City.
"This is the framework Luke mentioned! It just needs a total of seventeen points to be fully formed. Now, there are two points missing!" Silas's eyes shone with a piercing light.
"Gurgle, gurgle. You seem to know too much, little fellow."
Suddenly, a low, hoarse voice came.
Silas instantly withdrew his thoughts and turned to look around.
"Who's there!?" Roland instantly drew her gun.
Unbeknownst to when, four people had appeared all around, slowly approaching this place.
All four people were wearing neat black robes, and their faces couldn't be seen clearly.
"I'll shoot if you move again!" Roland warned with a tense expression.
However, the four still didn't stop and continued to advance.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out, and a bullet shot directly towards the chest of the black-robed man in front.
However, the next second, Roland widened her eyes, her face full of shock.
Because she only saw that person raise his hand and easily block the steel bullet, as if casually catching a thrown pebble, thrown by a child at that.
Thud!
Seeing such a bizarre phenomenon, Roland found that her Spirit Vision instantly increased by two points, from three points to five points.
"Ignorant humans still attempt vainly to use such low-level things to harm our noble bodies?" The person said, his body gradually becoming transparent and disappearing from Roland's sight.
Silas took a step forward and, gripping his staff, said, "Close your eyes. The next part is for adults only."
Hearing this somewhat humorous remark, Roland's heart, which had been terrified by the increase in Spirit Vision, gradually calmed down. She complained, "I'm already twenty-eight years old."
With that, she obediently closed her eyes.
"Little clergyman, you know things you shouldn't know." At this moment, the four ghouls had shed their human disguises, transforming into four robust figures with festering skin, ferocious claws, and mouths full of large teeth.
Silas had seen the leading ghoul before; it was the one who had taken the initiative to reveal his form that night.
Silas said with a relaxed expression, "If your group of bodies comparable to corpses can be described as noble, then you are truly insulting the term nobility."
The leading ghoul didn't say much. After tensing its entire body, it rushed towards Silas from four directions at an extremely fast speed.
"Small ghouls don't have many mystical abilities or means. Their main form of attack is physical strength that far exceeds that of normal humans."
Raising his palm, Silas asked calmly, "Can you hear it? That sound of the Evening Bell?"
"Idiot!" The four ghouls knew the principle of combat well: when actually fighting, speaking less and attacking more was the eternally unchanging truth. Don't leave the enemy any room to breathe.