leading to the throne

Chapter 29 The Familiar Dead

"The information above is too unreliable. It's been a week, right? The fish that slipped through the net hasn't come back yet. It must have been taken away by the special search team and protected. Let me wait here."

In the bustling commercial street, a skinny man in a flowered shirt and big-frame sunglasses, holding an ice cream in one hand and a phone in the other, is complaining towards the inside, his mouth is like a machine gun, and various words are rushing out one after another Come out and say that there is no gap on the other side of the phone to answer.

After a while, he gradually stopped talking, and said instead: "So, instead of spending time looking for the fish that slipped through the net, I think it's better to find the little guy who caused a lot of trouble in Luther Street recently." Come out. His ability is very interesting. If he can be recruited to join, it will be a good supplement. After all, we have also used some energy to temporarily block the news in Fort Bolsen, and it has not yet spread. We must seize this window period Well!"

Suddenly, the man in the flowered shirt raised his voice: "What? No, how could I be afraid of trouble! But, if the fish that slipped through the net was taken away by the special search team, with my strength, how could I catch him back?"

As he spoke, he walked slowly down the long street.

However, the man didn't pay attention. On the other side of the street, behind the floor-to-ceiling glass of the coffee shop, a pair of eyes were staring at him.

"This man's figure, footprints, and foothold and other characteristics are 99% consistent with the person who was watching outside my apartment! Then, it should be him! I don't know which faction he is from. Is it the power behind the Wrist? Maybe I should check that Tebron Lab."

Colin looked away, thinking in his heart.

opposite.

"...The situation is like this. At present, the number of dead has increased to seven, but the murderer has never been found." In the coffee shop on the street, Officer Jim said to Colin with a serious expression.

Colin's eyes stared at Officer Jim again, but what he focused on in his heart was the filament extending from the other party's body.

This silk thread is very slender, light and fluffy, exuding a faint light, connecting itself, but it is not clear where it is connected.

"This thread is the thread of faith, right? When the wrist cutter said that he wanted to migrate his beliefs, there was a similar silk thread connected, but it was interrupted by that accident. In other words, does the policeman in front of you actually believe in me? ? But why? I only met him once, when he was obviously ordered to monitor me..."

"Mr. Varlin? Mr. Varlin?"

Officer Jim's call brought Colin back to his thoughts.

"Sorry, I haven't had a good rest recently. What did you just say? There was a murder case?" Ke Lin kept calm, observing the police opposite, thinking in his heart: I need to observe carefully and find the meaning of faith.

"It's like this. A serial killer appeared recently. The first time he shot, it happened to be the day when you reported the crime for the second time, Mr. Varlin, at a little later time. At that time, the victims were three bank employees..." Officer Jim Not impatient, but introduced it again.

But this time, Colin also paid attention to what he said——

In less than a week, a frenzied killer killed seven people in a row.

It was another serial killer, and the cases all happened in Luther Street. Colin could already imagine that Director John was in a state of desperation.

"Serial murders that only happened in my own jurisdiction, there is no way to get rid of it." Ke Lin looked at the young police officer in front of him and asked, "Why do you ask me, an outsider, for help in such a case?"

Is it because of faith?

The point is, when did he start to believe in it?And, what was the form of the devotion, directed at Colin Varlam?
"The police station has limited manpower, and the ability to solve the case... is not very good, and we are under pressure from our superiors to solve the case as soon as possible before the end of the year." Officer Jim only hesitated for a moment before revealing the real situation, "The chief At a loss, although there are some clues at the crime scene every time, we can’t continue to investigate! More importantly, we are investigating here, but the murderer is still committing crimes. There are more and more cases and more and more clues. There are many, but every time a key point is found, it will be interrupted, just like the murderer appeared out of thin air, and then disappeared out of thin air..."

"Ok?"

Ke Lin's heart moved, and he asked: "The serial murder case before, I mean the one I reported, should it be handed over to other departments? Now this case, there is no one sent to investigate?"

"Sir, do you even know this?" Officer Jim was a little surprised, but then he became even more excited. He felt that this gentleman really had the ability, so he said bluntly: "As far as I know, no. Chief John has responded to the above, but No reply has been received, so the current case is still backlogged on Luther Street."

The special search team didn't take over?

The evidence and clues that suddenly disappeared, didn't they involve supernatural?

but……

"Even so, so many people have died, and the police station in a small block can't be responsible for it? It shouldn't be the chief of the police station who mobilizes all kinds of people for such a big and important case. Police, are you here to deal with it together?"

"Of course we applied, but it was sabotaged by other neighborhood police stations." Officer Jim clenched his fists.

"Why did other police stations destroy it?" Colin was really curious.

"In order to reduce our rate of solving crimes, and at the same time prevent us from ending the year smoothly," Officer Jim was a little frustrated. "Although it is very reconciled, the fact is that many of my colleagues think that the police is just a profession, and solving crimes is a job. The rate is an important proof of appropriation for the coming year, so at the last moment of the end of the year, not only will people from other neighborhoods not come to help, but they will maliciously sabotage my operation."

"Okay." Colin rubbed the center of his brows, and he probably understood: "Then the higher-level police station?"

"They are busy with other things, I don't know the details, but even if someone asks, according to the last experience, it is just a liaison officer who came to reprimand the director, and we police officers are still doing things , the result will not change in any way.”

"So, what do you want me to do when you come to me?" Colin asked. He was already a little interested and had the idea of ​​intervening, but he still wanted to find out what the "believer" in front of him had. meaning.

"I want to solve the case! Let justice be done! Even if it takes more time, I don't care about the time limit at the end of the year! But..." Officer Jim clenched his fists more and more, "The bureau will not accept such a result, Director They're already going to close the case."

"It seems that this kind of closing is not a real closing, but just for the closing rate." Colin shrugged, "Then what if this happens again in the future? That murderer killed someone again."

"That's a new case. The incident must be next year. Even if it's not, the report materials will be changed to next year." Officer Jim sighed, "Mr. Limited, I can only turn to you for help, are you willing to help me?"

A faint shock echoed in Colin's heart.

A lone army of justice.

A young conscientious police officer in a corrupt police station.

Or... a high-flying, ambitious rising star in the police force?

However, these have nothing to do with Colin. What he wants to figure out is what kind of changes and feedback he will get in response to the believer's request.

"Yes, I don't want to let such a murderer go unpunished." Colin replied with a smile, "However, I'm actually not good at reasoning..."

I just look directly at the answer.

"...All I can do is to find clues from the scene and from the corpse."

To be precise, it is to use the eyes to obtain data feedback, and directly summon the soul on the corpse.

"But these conditions are not easy to meet now. After all, I am a civilian and cannot approach the scene of the crime at will, and those corpses must be stored somewhere, and ordinary people cannot touch them."

There is no way to call out the soul of the corpse after a certain period of time.

"Another question, where was the body placed?"

"It is placed in a hospital that cooperates with the police station. I can contact Inspector Langley. He may let us in. At least yesterday's new victim is still in a nearby hospital. We have not had time to transfer it to the cooperative hospital. There is a chance." Officer Jim replied.

"Very good." Colin nodded and leaned back, "Tell me about the case, who are the dead?"

"At first it was three bank employees..." Officer Jim took out a hardcover notepad from his arms.

Three bank employees, dead in the street behind the bank;

A gang member died on the street behind his home;
A restaurateur died in his back kitchen;

A flower girl died in a remote street.

"They are all chosen in the hidden place closest to the deceased. They are very familiar with the terrain. They must be people who have stepped on the spot or lived for a long time. Didn't the police station find surveillance?"

"There are some suspects, but they were all eliminated in the end. As for monitoring, the finances of Luther Street cannot install too many cameras, and the limited few are almost broken." Officer Jim said helplessly, "It's still Let’s talk about the last deceased. He was the philanthropist Zar Morbend who just returned from abroad, and he died in his own toilet. What we can access now is the last corpse..."

"Who did you say was the last deceased?" Colin was taken aback, he heard a familiar name.

"Zar Morbender, the philanthropist," Sergeant Jim flipped through his little book, "his main business is a pawnbroker."

"It really is him." Colin nodded. "Officer, I hope to see this man's body as soon as possible."

　I overestimated myself and burned up when I woke up.

　　One day I just took medicine to sleep, and I took medicine when I woke up. I was groggy and couldn’t code.

　　You can only simply modify the archived manuscript.

　　So I can only update it once, Haiwang everyone understands...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)