leading to the throne

Chapter 3 At the scene of the murder...

"Wang Defa!"

Colin didn't know how long he stood there, but when he came back to his senses, he immediately recognized who was lying on the ground.

"Mr. Detective, are you kidding me?"

Hesitating, Colin didn't know whether to go or leave, and his mind was occupied by great doubts and fears.

A policeman who seems to be very reliable, a policeman who said he wanted to protect himself, just left for a few hours and met again.
What happened in between?
Who is the murderer?

Worried and puzzled, he looked intently, and when his eyes touched the bloodstain on the police detective's wrist, Colin's heart trembled.

"It's an alley again, it's the left wrist again, and it's still under the apartment building where my house is! Is it the same murderer?"

There seemed to be some gloomy cold air blowing on the back. Looking at the corpse, Colin's confused thoughts gradually recovered. Finally, he gritted his teeth and wanted to pull out his mobile phone to call the police, but found nothing. Then he remembered, something Charged by him at home.

So, Ke Lin bowed slightly towards the police detective's body, saluted, and whispered: "Officer, no matter what you died for, I hope you can... I don't know if there is a hell or a heaven in this world," he said. Thinking of the cross at home, "In short, I hope you can go to a place where you can sleep peacefully, and bless me by the way."

He said these words in Chinese, and he was not afraid that people around would listen to him.

But at the moment when the voice fell, Ke Lin's five senses were shocked!
hum!
It was humming again, but this time it was more intense and violent, as if something exploded in his mind!
He covered his head and cried out in pain.

A cold, cool breath flowed behind him, and gray, black, and purple smoke seemed to seep out of the void, hovering, mixing, and stirring behind him, and finally turned into a whirlpool!
The cold air drifts, and the cloudy air breeds.

A faint phantom floated from Detective Jameson's body, gradually solidified in mid-air, and finally became what he was before he was alive, even wearing clothes.

As the figure solidified, the severe pain in Colin's head gradually receded, and he looked at the translucent figure, which was the same as the corpse on the ground, with a look of surprise.

"soul?"

Xu Ying's face was a bit confused at first, and his eyes covered in pitch black seemed to see Colin, so he showed an expression of waking up from a dream.

"Colin Varlin, you really are..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled and deformed by a strong suction force, like a stretched rubber band, and fell straight into the vortex behind Colin.

hum!
It's buzzing again!

Ke Lin covered his head and bent down. When he came back to his senses, the vortex behind him and the phantom in front of him were gone.

"Hallucinations? Visions? Is it really the symptoms caused by the heavy industrial land? Did I get tricked? Or was it overly frightened?"

Frightened, he looked around and saw that there was no one around, but Colin was in a state of shock. Looking at the corpse, he thought of the murderer who might be spying on him, so he didn't hesitate anymore, walked away quickly, and ran upstairs, holding a gun. The mobile phone with two batteries charged, dialed 117 strangely.

"Hi, hello, I want to report..."

Beyond the blue planet, in the boundless starry sky.

Among the shining stars, there are a few that exude a distinctive halo, obscure and strange power, lingering around these stars, turning into ripples, spreading towards endless time and space.

suddenly!

A little light flickered, a dim, faint, tiny star appeared in the dark starry sky.

There seemed to be more obscure ripples.

"Mr. Varlin, please explain the matter as clearly as possible. This is very important to you, because as far as I know, this is the second call you have made to the police in three days, and it is all related to murder!"

The police arrived quickly, and the two ends of the narrow alley were immediately blocked.

As an eyewitness and the first person to discover the crime scene, Ke Lin was naturally found immediately.And because he was witnessed twice before and after, he was obviously listed as a major suspect. The policeman who came to question him claimed to be a senior detective and warned him repeatedly.

"...Yes, he was lying there when I came. I didn't approach or destroy the scene. Instead, I returned and the apartment called the police."

"The reason why I didn't call the police immediately was because my mobile phone was out of battery and I put it at home to charge. I came down because I was hungry and I came to find something to eat.

"Yes, I know him, but not for long. Just a few hours ago, he knocked on the door of my house and said he was a detective from Ruther Street."

……

He answered the questions asked by the senior detective honestly and in detail, and his eyes fell on the scene surrounded by the cordon from time to time, and he saw that Miss Davelyn Moran was crying very sadly.

She knelt and howled in front of the corpse, her tears were like broken pearls, her voice was already hoarse from crying.

pitiful……

Colin shook his head secretly, feeling pity in his heart, and then he noticed the busy police officers and staff around him. At a glance, there were at least a dozen or 20 people, and it was said that there was also the director of Luther Street.

He couldn't help feeling that it involved public officials, and it was a serial murder. The battle was really big.But this is not good news for myself.

"You say he's the Luther Street detective?"

At this time, the inspector who was questioning him and taking notes raised his head and looked at Colin: "Why do you say that?"

"He told me, and he showed his police ID." Colin first looked at the corpse, then pointed to the crying red-haired girl, "Isn't this lady your colleague? The deceased came with her Yes. I saw this young lady appearing at the scene with you, so I thought you were together." He narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, "Is there any problem with the identity of the deceased?"

"The deceased is from the same department as this lady? Well, I understand, don't ask too much." The senior detective immediately shut his mouth when he saw the red-haired woman, and then said, "That's all for now. , stay here, don’t leave, don’t walk around casually, you may need to go to the police station for further inquiries later.”

"No problem, I can go with you now, I am very willing to go to the police station." Colin was very cooperative, he wished to spend the night at the police station, so that he could feel safe, but at the same time he was aware of the problem.

It seems that the identities of Detective Jameson and Miss Moran are not as simple as they said!
Colin thought about it, and then thought about the two people's reluctance to take him to the police station at first.

"Is there something wrong with it? If they are really from the authorities, why don't they want to take me to the police station?"

Seeing that the detective who was questioning put away the small notebook for recording and was about to leave, he couldn't help asking: "How will this case be handled? I mean, will the murderer be found soon?"

"There have been a lot of cases like this recently." The detective sighed, "The death method is similar. Although this... Detective Jameson has a different identity, his death method is the same as others, so it will probably be dealt with together. The murderer is not easy to find, he has been committing the crime for a long time. And this case is no longer part of the police system in Fort Bolsen..." Suddenly, he came back to his senses and looked at Colin vigilantly, "These are all inside information , please don’t say it casually.”

"I understand." Colin's heart sank.

He looked at Jameson's body, and said to himself, "It's not good to say that he came to protect me, but he died at the hands of the murderer first! Why did I say 'first'? This is too unlucky!"

"Wrong, the modus operandi is completely different."

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang in Colin's ear.

"What's different?" Colin asked subconsciously, but in the next second, his face was as pale as paper.He recognized and was familiar with the owner of this voice, because he had only heard it a few hours ago!

Feeling the cold air behind him, he slowly turned his stiff neck, and his aim was Detective Jameson's face.

This face was very close to him, almost transparent, exuding a slight chill.

(End of this chapter)