"Where did this kid come from? Go, go!"
A dark-skinned, tall Auror noticed Weilan and shooed him away with a scary tone.
Weilan's mind worked quickly.
The murder scene was sealed off, making entry difficult.
It would be better to settle for less, reveal his strength first, and probe if he could get some details from the scene.
Spending another 10 magic points, in Weilan's right eye's field of vision, 【Subtle Observation】 brought him a wealth of information.
Weilan smiled and bowed, his gaze shifting to the Auror's cuff:
"Honeydukes' special cherry jam, the children's favorite jam."
"Sir, I presume you and your children enjoyed a memorable breakfast together this morning."
The Auror surprisingly pulled up his cuff to examine it.
Deep gray fabric, deep gray stitching. Only a few reddish, dark spots revealed that happy meal.
"Such outstanding observation skills?"
Even a well-informed Auror couldn't help but be secretly amazed.
Weilan continued to smile, calmly accepting the other party's scrutiny.
The aforementioned words were actually a comprehensive conclusion based on various details.
For example, the ring on the Auror's left ring finger (married), and his rigorous and serious work attitude (unlikely to get jam on his sleeve himself).
【Minute Observation】 integrated all the detailed information, helping Weilan recreate the scene of this Auror father and his children happily eating breakfast.
Weilan continued to dig for past information about this Auror:
"If I'm not mistaken, you should have worked in India for a considerable period of time."
"During that time, you sustained an injury to your right leg due to some battles."
"Before the match started, you were lingering around the spectator camp."
"Hmm... perhaps for some kind of patrol purpose, to prevent small thieves from taking advantage."
Just like plainclothes police among Muggles.
"Are my deductions correct, sir?"
This Auror was unable to recover from his shock for a long time.
At this moment, he was deeply impressed by the observation and deduction abilities Weilan displayed.
Combining Weilan's appearance at the crime scene, he also had his own guess about Weilan's identity:
"Are you a detective? A detective here to investigate this murder case?"
Weilan neither affirmed nor denied, instead shifting the topic to the murder case:
"If your investigation encounters obstacles, you might as well reveal some clues to me."
"Perhaps, I can catch some... clues about the truth?"
But before formally discussing the case, the Auror was very curious about Weilan's deductions:
"Child, please forgive my presumption."
"Can you tell me how you deduced the information about having been to India, having an injured right leg, and patrolling the camp?"
Weilan elegantly curled the corners of his lips: "It's actually very simple, sir."
"First, your skin is dark, and in such hot weather, you are wearing long sleeves, calm and unhurried."
"You have experience living in tropical or subtropical regions, and combined with Britain's history, this place is most likely India, right?"
"An injured right leg can be seen from your walking posture."
"No matter how much you try to hide it, because of the existence of the scar, your walking posture will definitely be different from a normal person's."
"As for patrolling the camp, that's the easiest."
"Your boots still have black dirt from near the camp!"
The Auror stomped his foot, shaking off a tiny bit of dirt.
"You noticed that too?"
He grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and extended his hand to Weilan in a friendly manner:
"Hello, I'm Ruben Carson."
Weilan shook his hand:
"I'm Weilan Costa. Mr. Carson, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Carson furrowed his thick eyebrows: "You're too young, you're still in school, right?"
"Yes, I'm still studying at Hogwarts."
"Then you probably can't enter the crime scene. But I can provide you with a few transcripts. If you can detect anything unreasonable from them, we can discuss it further."
Weilan nodded, expressing understanding for Carson's caution.
He followed Carson to the corridor next to the Ireland team's lounge, leaned against the wall with one shoulder, waiting for him to bring the transcript materials.
After all, he had been explicitly refused. Continuing to linger outside the murder scene... wouldn't that be standard killer behavior?
In boredom, he casually glanced around.
Weilan frowned.
The 【Minute Observation】 time had not yet ended, and his right eye discovered some interesting marks on the ground.
A string of small, blurry footprints, seemingly from a child, extended from the Ireland lounge all the way to the end of the corridor.
In the replicated scene, it was a child with a hunched body, walking cautiously along the long corridor, but Weilan couldn't see it very clearly due to the distance limitation.
Until the intersection with the spectator passage, a large number of chaotic spectator footprints completely covered these small tracks, and the replicated figure vanished into thin air.
Before the match started, did a Quidditch player's child come to the lounge to visit relatives?
Weilan didn't pay attention to Quidditch players' private lives and didn't dare to jump to conclusions.
Hoping, hoping, Carson's footsteps drew closer.
He appeared again, several sheets of paper folded into paper airplanes, trailing behind him.
Carson gestured for Weilan to reach out, and those paper airplanes obediently unfolded, flattened, and stacked into a pile in his hand.
They were transcripts.
The incessant clamor on the Quidditch Pitch continued, faintly audible through the thick walls.
Weilan tried his best to block out these distractions and focused his attention on the documents in his hand.
Before the transcripts, Carson thoughtfully attached a preliminary on-site investigation report, so that Weilan could quickly understand the outline of the case.
The deceased was named Rowan Austin, the current reserve goalkeeper for the Ireland Quidditch National Team.
After preliminary judgment by the Aurors, Rowan died from an Avada Kedavra curse.
There were signs of a struggle at the scene, and the deceased had external injuries, but none were fatal.
It is worth noting that the deceased was clutching a ring in his hand.
The Aurors found the surname "Malfoy" on the inside of the ring, and Mr. Malfoy has currently been taken in for questioning.
Preliminary investigations into the deceased's social relationships before his death showed that many people had grievances with Rowan.
This person was a standard "negative debtor," having accumulated multiple large loans during his lifetime.
The largest loan amounted to two thousand Galleons, and the creditor was none other than Lucius Malfoy!
Even more coincidentally, not long ago, Rowan had just come into an unexpected fortune:
The death of a distant relative brought him an inheritance of two hundred thousand Galleons.
Rowan had no descendants and his debts had been overdue for too long.
If Rowan died now, according to the Ministry of Magic's legal provisions, his inheritance would be distributed to creditors to repay debts first.
Hmm... in short, Rowan's primary creditor, Lucius Malfoy, is a major suspect!
Weilan turned a page and continued to browse the transcripts below.
There were a total of four transcripts, from the last person to see Rowan, Moran Hayes (who was also his teammate).
The first person to discover Rowan missing, the Ireland National Team coach.
The first person to discover Rowan's body, El Owen, who was also the other reserve goalkeeper for the Ireland National Team.
And the cleaner who passed by the lounge while cleaning the corridor, Lauren Ferguson.
Mr. Malfoy, due to his special status and significant suspicion, is still being interrogated, and his transcript has not yet been provided.