leading to the throne

Chapter 2 Death in Eyes

The predecessor called the police?
What is he calling the police for?
After calling the police, he died?

All kinds of information flashed in Colin's heart——

Strange diary...Suspected suicide predecessor...A sharp weapon that I couldn't find...Call the police in advance...

"Isn't it suicide, but homicide, or even silence..."

Snapped!
He suddenly raised his hand and patted his face!
"If someone sees the situation in the bedroom, and I don't have a detailed memory, it will be a big trouble! I have to find a way to cover it up! The time is still too close, there is no time for me to cover it up! The predecessor is also true, nothing to report Police? If it was me, I would never call the police unless necessary!"

He ran straight to the bedroom, but the people outside the door raised their voices: "Mr. Varlin, are you okay? If you are here, please speak up!" After speaking, there were rustling sounds, as if they were using something. Take out the lock.

Colin realized that if he didn't respond, the people outside the door might break in on their own.

"Calm down! It's not that I haven't dealt with the police in my previous life, so I have nothing to be afraid of. Now, I am Colin Vallaine, and I am true to the truth no matter in the sociological or biological sense. Even if the memory comes out The problem is, most people don’t think of such outrageous things as soul travel, at most they think I’m hiding something.”

He took a deep breath, and the panic on his face faded a lot.

There was movement outside the door.

Colin knew that there was no time for himself to prepare, so he raised his voice: "Please wait a moment, I just got up." Then he ran into the bedroom. He wanted to lift the bed sheet and stuff it into the cabinet, but when he saw the small cabinet, he couldn't help it. Hesitated.

Another voice came from outside the door——

"Mr. Varlin, are you all right? If there is nothing wrong with you, please open the door quickly!"

Thinking that an empty bed would make people even more suspicious, Colin used the quilt to cover the blood-stained sheet, then hurriedly stuffed the things he found into the corner, and then found a long-sleeved shirt to wear to cover the wound on his left hand , and finally looked at the messy room and rubbed his eyebrows.

Headache.

dong dong dong.

The knock on the door was urgent, like drumming.

Colin knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he tidied up his clothes, walked to the door, and peeped out through the peephole: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but how do you prove that you are a policeman?"

Outside the door is a man in a black trench coat, hat, and scarf. He has blue-gray eyes, a square face, a mustache, and a cigarette. Standing next to him is a woman with her back to him. The door looked around.

Noticing that the light in the cat's eyes had dimmed, the man took out his ID from his pocket and glared at the cat's eyes: "I really want to trick you into opening the door. There are many better reasons than the police, so please open the door."

The police ID said Luther Street Police Station and the police number, which looked very official.

Of course Colin could not open the door, but the people outside the door would not let it go, so he collected himself, turned the doorknob, pulled the door open, and blocked the door.

The man outside the door stubbed out his cigarette, took off his hat, threw it to the woman behind him, and was about to walk in.

Colin didn't move away, he spread his hands: "We'll talk here." He secretly prayed in his heart that the police in Clovis would not be like their counterparts in the United States, who would shoot first when there was a disagreement.Strictly speaking, his behavior is considered obstructing official duties, right?However, for a general search, there must be a search warrant or something, and I just called the police, not a suspect.

The man glanced at him and nodded, but frowned when he saw the scene in the room.

"Has anyone come to rummage through something?"

"I got up in the morning and planned to tidy up the room, but I was a little sleepy halfway through. I fell asleep. What's the problem?" When Colin spoke, he looked at the woman behind the man.

She is not tall, with red hair cut very short, she looks very capable, wearing black-rimmed glasses, wearing a black suit, which padded her shoulders high, but because she was very thin, her clothes were empty.

Noticing the vigilance in the woman's eyes, Colin suddenly asked, "Officer, why don't you wear a police uniform when you go out to the police?"

The red-haired woman froze for a moment, showing a little anxiety.But the man in the hat was very calm. He raised his hand to stop the woman who was about to speak, stretched out his right hand, and held it together with Colin's.

"I'm Detective Jameson from the Luther Street Police Department, Jameson Muller, you can call 117 at any time for investigation, because it involves a homicide, we don't wear police uniforms, so as not to startle the snake, I hope you also remain calm, Treat it like two friends coming to visit."

He looked at Colin calmly, and his eyes stayed on his left wrist for a while.

Ke Lin tried not to look at his left hand, and asked instead: "Murder?" He secretly thought that he was in trouble at first, and he didn't have any memory, so he was afraid it would be worse, and then he felt uneasy.

Is the death of the predecessor related to this?
Detective Jameson said: "Yes, the man lying in the alley yesterday was already dead when you found him."

Hearing this tone, the predecessor just discovered the deceased and reported the case, without getting involved too much.

Colin breathed a sigh of relief and became more composed.

But Detective Jameson's next words gave him a chill, and all his thoughts were thrown into the clouds.

The detective said: "Yes, dead, with a cut on the left wrist and an overdose of toxic substances."

"You said...he was cut on his left wrist? Did he die because of this?" Colin tried his best to keep calm, but his voice was still trembling.

"The specific cause of death is still being investigated, but there is no doubt that it was a homicide." Detective Jameson's expression was very serious, "You have been close to the crime scene, and we are worried that the murderer will find you. It’s a question, and I still need to protect you.”

Noticing the change in Ke Lin's expression, he added: "Don't worry, although there are only two of us here, you can trust our professional ability."

"Yes! We can protect you!" The red-haired lady finally spoke, her voice was clear and confident.

"So, can you invite us in?" The detective pointed to the inside, "It's more convenient for us to protect at a close distance."

Colin fell silent, weighing the pros and cons, thinking about the truth of these words.

Compared with life safety, even being suspected is tolerable, especially...

"Are you sure the man's left wrist was cut?" he asked again.

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll go with you to the police station." Colin said decisively, "Compared to receiving protection here, the police station is undoubtedly safer..."

"No!" The red-haired woman looked anxious again, and her tone was urgent.

Colin showed doubts on his face, and then became vigilant.

Sighing, Jameson shook his head at the woman, and then said to Colin: "My colleague is a little impatient, she doesn't mean anything malicious, but if you do this, you may doubt us even more. We can't take you to the police station for now, The reasons are complicated, but it is definitely not because our identities are false. If you are worried, we can guard outside first, although it is easy to scare the enemy, but our purpose is to ensure your safety."

What do you mean?
Colin's mind suddenly popped up the clips of those gangster movies. The protagonists in them would always be confiscated for various reasons, given guns, suspended from work and kept their salary, and then went to the tiger's den alone to investigate on their own.

"Tick tock tick tock tock tock tock tock tock tock tock tock tock tock tock tock tock ~~"

Suddenly, a strange ringtone sounded.

The woman looked at Jameson and covered her face.

"Sorry." Jameson took out a straight feature phone that looked like a Noah N73 from his pocket, walked to the side as usual, and pressed the answer button.

"Um... yes... ok... I see..."

Beside, Colin and the red-haired woman stared at each other.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Ke Lin took the initiative to say, "Hi, what's your name?"

"Davelyn, Davelyn Moran," said the red-haired woman, glaring at him.

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Moran."

Then, the two fell silent again.

It was more embarrassing than before.

At this time, Jameson put down the phone and walked over.

"Mr. Varlin, I'm very sorry, we have to leave for a while."

"Ok?"

Colin and Devlin looked over at the same time, their faces full of doubts.It's just that Davelyn was a little surprised, but Ke Lin felt a little uneasy.

What's the matter, just now you said you want to protect me, and you are about to leave in a blink of an eye after answering the phone?Why so fickle?
Detective Jameson said: "Our colleagues have found traces of the murderer. Not far from here is where you found the victim. We are going to help."

Not far from here?Are you really spying on me?
Colin became even more uneasy: "In this case, why..."

"The place where you called the police is just one street away from here. That street is a commercial street. There are many snacks and shops, and people come and go. But after a long time, no one found the victim because he was lying in a very remote place. in the narrow alley."

"except me."

"Yes, except you, why did you go to that alley at that time?"

how could I know!

Colin smiled wryly to himself.

"You don't need to answer right away." Jameson took the hat from Devlin, put it on again, and turned to leave. "But I hope you can recall the details of that time."

Seeing that someone was about to leave, Colin opened his mouth to speak.

"By the way," before he could speak, Jameson stopped suddenly. He turned his head and stared at Colin with blue-gray eyes, "Mr. Varlin, how is your health recently?"

"?"

Colin's heart is full of question marks, is this the question to ask when it's time to leave?

"Don't think too much, I just want to ask a question. As you know, the Luther block used to be the old factory area of ​​Bolsenburg. If the authorities hadn't suddenly integrated the central region and moved all the smoking factories away, There is no way to live here. Even now, if you drink the water here for a long time, you will feel uncomfortable. Don't be afraid, it is not fatal, it will only cause some minor symptoms, such as chest pain, recurrent fever, nervousness, auditory and visual hallucinations , of course, hair loss, skin redness, infertility..."

Is this still a symptom?

"No, I'm very healthy!"

Colin shook his head, but felt a little sad in his heart.

The predecessor tried his best and borrowed more than 50 yuan, but he bought a heavy industrial land?Most likely a chemical plant?

well!It is not easy for ordinary people in any world!

"The premise is that you can survive the catastrophe in front of you? Huh?"

When he came to his senses, Jameson and Devlin had gone far away.

"not good!"

I hurried to catch up, but when I reached the stairs, there was no one in sight.

"This is the sixth floor, and there is no elevator, so the journey is too fast?"

Destined to catch up, but also afraid of the danger of being alone, he always felt as if someone was peeping in the dark, so Colin had no choice but to close the door in the end.

"Just now I was worried that they were fake policemen, but now I am afraid that the murderer will find them after they leave. Could it be that they are only lost before they are precious? It is true that what you can't get is always in commotion, and you deserve it."

"Captain, you're still more skilled. When we left, he almost dragged us into the house!" Davelin couldn't help laughing after coming down from the eight-story red brick apartment building, "We should let him Be on high alert! How dare you doubt us! We have put aside the search mission for the time being and intervened in this murder case in the satellite city, obviously out of good intentions!"

"What?" Jameson was a little puzzled, "What method did I use?"

"Ah?" Devlin was also a little puzzled, "Aren't you trying to scare him on purpose, and then stand guard?"

"Why would I do this?"

"That's..." Devlin's green eyes widened, "We really found the murderer?"

"Robin's team found traces of the murderer, but their search reached a critical moment and they couldn't be separated, so they called me and asked us to deal with it." Jameson then said in the tone of arranging tasks: "The murderer's The traces appeared in two places. I went to the one across the street, and the other was where we went last night. Let you go there. Be careful, your combat power is fine, but many things cannot be solved simply by fists .”

"Okay!" Davelyn responded reflexively, eager to try at first, then came back to her senses, and said in astonishment: "Two places? Then we can't leave? At least one should stay here."

"Are you planning to fight next to him? Since Robin found the trace, it must be the murderer himself, and there are really not enough manpower in the bureau." Speaking of this, Jameson smiled, "Don't worry, I choose If you find a place close to here, you will protect the person involved.”

"The captain is really reliable! I was too worried! I'm leaving now!" Davelin was eager to try again.

"Wait a minute," Jameson raised his hand and pressed down his hat, his legs in tight trousers moved faster, "What do you think of Mr. Varlin?"

"What?" Devlin trotted all the way, and was stunned again when she heard the words, but she followed Xiaozui like a machine gun and said, "He is an unlikable person. Although he looks good, he is too boring and suspicious at the same time. That mess must be sloppy, I also observed him..."

"I'm not asking you these things." Jameson gradually took big steps, "Do you feel spiritual joy in him?"

"No." Devlin ran faster, "Captain, didn't you ask about his health? He didn't show any signs of spiritual awakening. Besides, can his changes escape your eyes?"

"That's strange." Jameson showed a thoughtful look. "He is the only person on the pharmaceutical company's list who can be sure of survival, and there is no sign of awakening?"

Davelin asked: "What about the dead man he found? What does it have to do with him, and the pharmaceutical company?"

"It hasn't been found yet. Colin Vallaan had no connection with the deceased."

"But..." After hesitating for a while, Davelin said uncertainly, "He's obviously hiding something."

"What he's hiding is the blood and blood in the room." Jameson said before his colleagues asked questions, "Although I didn't go in, these can't hide from my senses."

"Why hide?"

"The people or things related to that company will have some secrets, and we will find out later." Jameson has already sprinted, his figure like electricity, "It's almost time, you should hurry up."

"it is good!"

boom!
Davelin kicked suddenly, a faint light flashed under her feet, and her whole body shot out like a cannonball, spanning 400 meters in one leap, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

"It's really an enviable ability, but it's too high-profile." Looking back, Jameson continued on his way, running.

"I really left."

In the room, Colin had already dealt with the sheets, and found several bank cards and more than 100 small change under the pillow. He sat in the room thinking about countermeasures, but after more than two hours, his stomach was already growling with hunger. .

In his hunger, Ke Lin glanced across the room. The room is small, so it can be said to be clear at a glance.Finally he opened the refrigerator, and there was nothing but cold air and a few cartons of milk.

"It's not good to drink milk on an empty stomach, and it doesn't make you hungry." Withdrawing his hand, he sat down again. "Wait a little longer."

Another hour.

Colin clutched his stomach.

"I can't just stop going out, can I? How about this, I'll go downstairs, look around for shops, convenience stores, etc., and come back after buying." Having made up his mind, he grabbed a handful of change, Picking up the key, he turned around when he went out again, plugged the phone into the charger, opened the door, and walked down the stairs.

The moment he was about to walk out of the entrance hall, Colin paused slightly.

"This is the first time I set foot in this world, I hope to usher in a new life."

Then, being extremely hungry, he took a step forward.

"There's really no sense of ceremony."

A few minutes later, Ke Lin stood in front of the shop along the street with closed glass doors, looking at the note with the transfer written on it, and fell into deep thought.

"Why did all the nearby shops close down? What kind of economic impact was there?" He recalled the scene in his previous life when his own small shop had no choice but to close during the economic downturn.

But soon, Colin shook his head, threw away his distracting thoughts, and looked at the street in the distance.

The sky was already dark, and the lights on that street were just coming on, and people were coming and going.

"Previously, the deceased was found in an alley on that street... I only look for shops with a lot of people, and don't go to dark corners, so there should be no problem."

After a moment of hesitation, but finally caution prevailed, and he turned and walked back toward the apartment building.

"Go back and call the information desk, ask for a takeaway number, order a takeaway. I'm new here, my memory is not complete, and it's involved in a murder case, so be cautious."

hum!
Suddenly, there was a buzzing in Colin's head!
There seemed to be a voice whispering in his head, more like something calling him, making him stagger and walk crookedly.

"Hmm!" Covering his head, Colin stopped and leaned against the wall, feeling a little better. Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly walked into the narrow alley under the window sill, and then he looked forward suddenly freezes——

The dilapidated trash can was dumped by the roadside, and the man in the windbreaker fell to the ground, his back facing the sky. There was a bright red bloodstain on his left wrist, which seemed to be still oozing blood.

The blue-gray eyes were wide, empty, and lifeless.

he died.

(End of this chapter)