"And it's amazing. I can't believe no one's ever seen the killer before, but somehow I know what a human being like this is."
"Profiling is an investigative method. There are countless suspects just to know if they're men or women, and if you limit them to age, profession or hobby, you can eventually narrow them down to a few."
Concon, and Celia, who poked at the table, looked sharply at me.
"... Rosie, I've been wondering where the hell you learned that stuff. At least no one in the King's Capital policing organization has the skills or knowledge you have."
"I didn't learn anything from anyone. Just imitate the crystals of experience that someone else has built with a lot of heart. That's most of what I've been showing you."
"Is that some kind of monkey imitation technique?
"Anyone can steer the argument in a direction that is convenient to them by shifting it just a little bit. It's just a conversation trick."
"... well. I'm going to be guided for today."
Celia with her unpleasantly snorted nose sticks on her cheek.
"So. What kind of person do you see as a" patchworker "? It's about profiling and seeing how you're doing it."
"That would be nice, but from my point of view alone, I really lack objectivity. If you're both uncomfortable or have an opinion, don't hesitate to say it. I'm just about to take a fried leg and it's just enough to go straight to denial."
I watch Riesha and Celia snort each other, take a breath and then do their hands on their jaws.
All right, shall we start thinking then?
"First of all, age, I guess, around the profession. The fact that the execution took place seven years ago meant that the incident itself had been happening for a long time. Right?
"Oh, eight years ago, the first case of a“ patchworker ”was confirmed - that is, the age at which three adults can be abducted and killed."
"Let's add. Adding up two points: the state of the body, the absence of witnesses despite the bold offense, the one will have advanced medical skills and yet be familiar with the human flow of the Wang capital. Young people can be excluded first."
Reesha twists her neck as she looks up diagonally.
"Um, I think it's right to exclude young people, and I'm convinced you know how people flow. But..."
Celia snorts deeply at Risha's words.
"Rosie, what you're trying to say is that advanced medical technology is like stitching wounds together, right? In this Wangdu, healing system magic equipment is the dominant treatment, and such technology has been obsolete for a long time. You can't find a“ patchworker "when you hit a doctor."
Oh, and leak your voice.
During an operation to dive into Lord Geolas' hall, I remembered that Natalia was treated with a magic guide.
There is no need to disinfect or protect the wound in the first place, as well as sutures. Because the wound will be completely blocked by the treatment with the magic conductor.
It doesn't change there where I was badly injured. It would just turn the rank of the Magic Instruments used into something higher.
Not if, of course, the magic conductors are so remote that they do not circulate.
But this is Romelia, the king's capital. In this area it is at the forefront of the study of magic guides, and the city is overflowing with magic guides regardless of their pedigree.
"... yes, I did. Trouble, I totally shake it out about my age."
"What? So, but... can a child kill a person and stitch that body up like a puzzle?
Reesha openly puts disgust on her face.
The question itself is better.
"If you mean technically, yes, it's more likely that children can't. But if you're saying it means brutality, I'll give you back that age doesn't matter. As I explained earlier, it makes no sense to apply psychopaths to the general moral framework."
"Then I figured you could exclude the kids."
"No, if you think about it again like this, I had an idea. About two kids who might be able to do that."
Branches of possibility that should have been chopped off, which would not even have come to mind if it had been.
After all, I'm still oblivious to the situation in this world.
I'm not used to a world where magic tools exist for granted.
Whether the world changes or a non-human race, a creature called a human being living with emotions remains the same.
So technology as a con man prevailed, and I had the opportunity to harness knowledge that does not exist in this world.
But the standards in me remain the same as they were in my previous life.
I'm trying to adapt, but it might be a long way to go if they're pointing out such preliminary things.
"... All right! We're behind on age."
Knock on your hand to change your mind.
"Tomorrow I'll ask the person I know. Have you ever sewn a wound with a needle or thread?"
"Rosie, where do you think you are? Immigrants from elsewhere can still be a possibility, but if he's a kid, he'll be off the condition of familiarity with the city."
"That's not what it is."
Then I laugh and wave my finger at Celia.
"I don't have a demon guide, I can treat injuries without relying on a demon guide, I know the city very well, my child - there are people who fall under that condition who are actually close to us"
Remove the example piece of paper from your pocket.
"One name is Gili, a special student at school and an informant I'm making up. I'm from this city but I don't have a last name. And there's another kid in a similar situation as him. The name..."
"... Christina"
Celia held her head as she told her to whine.
"So you're saying that Patchworker is from or associated with Slam Street, northeast of King's Capital?
"Discover"