What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

"Then have you arranged for someone to investigate at the Moon Cemetery?"

After hearing Peter's question, the sheriff nodded and replied:

"We sent people there, and we found another case there."

Before Peter could ask, the sheriff continued:

"The police officer who came back after our investigation said that several graves had been dug up at the Moon Cemetery, and it was suspected that grave robbers were robbing graves at the Moon Cemetery."

"According to his report, the soil in those tombs was still fresh, so they might have been dug up recently."

"So now we suspect that Mrs. Jennifer might have run into the group of tomb robbers when she went to pay respect to her husband, and was abducted."

At this point, the sheriff showed some anger on his face:

"These shameless thieves actually dared to rob tombs in broad daylight. Damn it! They are provoking our police!"

"I swear, I promise to the great Lord, if I ever catch those damn thieves, I will shove my boots into their asses!"

"I swear, I'm going to do that, oh damn."

After listening to the investigation information from the sheriff, Peter frowned and asked:

"Why was the cemetery robbed only discovered now? Where is the gravekeeper of that cemetery?"

It is impossible for the gravekeeper to be unaware of the tomb being robbed, unless the gravekeeper was also killed.

But the sheriff did not mention that the gravekeeper was also killed. He only mentioned that a grave was robbed, which means that the gravekeeper was fine.

But if nothing happened, why didn't he call the police?

The sheriff hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "The gravekeeper at Moon Cemetery choked to death while drinking water at home a week ago."

"I heard that new gravekeepers are still being recruited, so there is currently no gravekeeper at Moon Cemetery."

Choked to death while drinking water...

Peter's eyelids twitched slightly, and then he hummed and said calmly:

"I see. You continue investigating to see if there are any other discoveries."

After saying that, Peter turned and left.

Behind him, the sheriff bowed to Peter again and answered loudly:

"Yes!"

After Peter left, the police officer who had been listening came over and asked in a low voice:

"Captain, is that man the inspector?"

The sheriff glanced at his team members and said casually:

"Yeah! He's from the Special Operations Division!"

Hearing this answer, the police officer said "Oh" in sudden realization. He had heard that there was a special operations department in the police station, but this was the first time he saw the members of the department.

It is said that the people in that special operations unit are extremely powerful, and each of them can easily knock down three or five strong men.

Not only that, they are also very efficient in handling cases. Some cases that the police station had no clue about were handed over to the Special Operations Department and were then resolved within a few days.

That’s amazing! I wonder when I will be transferred to the Special Operations Department!

Such a thought flashed through the police officer's mind, but was interrupted by his captain the next second.

"Don't just stand there, go in and help the others and see if there's anything else that hasn't been checked."

The police officer shuddered and quickly responded, "Okay! I'll go right away."

As he spoke, the police officer trotted into the flower shop.

Watching the police officer disappear into the flower shop, the sheriff looked around and then slowly walked into the flower shop.

Although there were suspicions, there was no evidence to prove that it was done by tomb robbers.

So they have to continue checking to see if there are any other discoveries.

……

In front of a store selling ready-made clothes, Peter, who had just left Mrs. Jennifer's flower shop, stood on the street with his back against the wall.

He was waiting for a passing cab. The news reported by the sheriff just now gave him a bad feeling, so he decided to go to the cemetery in person.

Peter sighed softly, hoping that he was overthinking it.

He didn't have to wait long before a hired carriage drove past on the street.

Peter immediately waved to stop the carriage.

"To the Moon Cemetery!"

"Okay, sir," the coachman responded politely.

After seeing Peter sitting down, the coachman waved his whip and the carriage started galloping on the street.

After arriving at the Moon Cemetery, Peter looked a little surprised when he saw the people coming and going in the cemetery.

But he soon realized that these should be the relatives of the owners of the tombs that were dug up. It seemed that the police had informed them of the news that their relatives' graves had been dug up.

After looking around, Peter did not stay where he was, but walked along the path in the cemetery towards the graves surrounded by the crowd.

As he approached, he looked at the graves that had been mostly refilled. Peter frowned, but he didn't say anything.

After all, it is normal for the family to fill the grave again.

Taking his eyes away from the piles of earth, Peter casually glanced at the tombstones, and the next second Peter's gaze froze.

He quickly went to take a look at several other dug graves.

After looking at the tombstones of several other tombs, Peter said to himself:

"These are all people who died recently!"

According to what Peter knew, one of the necessary conditions for transformation into a ghoul seemed to be a complete corpse.

Because you can't turn a bunch of bones or a pile of ashes into a ghoul.

Taking a deep breath, Peter came to the family members of the tomb owner who were refilling the grave.

The family members were a little surprised to see Peter coming, but they ignored him and continued to curse those damn tomb robbers.

While cursing, he shoveled the soil and filled the land.

Peter glanced at them and asked expressionlessly, "Was the deceased cremated before burial?"

When the family members heard Peter's question, they were stunned for a moment and looked at each other in confusion.

After a while, a middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader looked at Peter and frowned:

"This has nothing to do with you, sir!"

Peter glanced at him and said indifferently: "Police, this is related to the case. Please cooperate with the investigation."

As he spoke, Peter threw his police ID over.

The middle-aged man took it and looked at it. He shuddered and stammered:

"Inspector?"

After hearing that the man in front of them was actually an inspector, the family members nearby didn't dare to speak, and the air suddenly became quiet.

Looking at the people in front of him who were as silent as a cicada, Peter asked again in a slow voice:

“Was the deceased cremated before burial?”

When hearing this question again, those people looked at each other, but no one answered the question.

Peter did not urge them and continued to look at them quietly.

Until all of them felt a little scared, and finally the middle-aged man could not hold on any longer.

He laughed dryly a few times before speaking:

"Inspector! We all follow Imperial law to cremate the dead."

"If you don't believe me, we can dig it up and show you that there are no remains."

"If we hadn't cremated the body, the police officers who came to investigate would have discovered it long ago."