Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 41 The Dead Man's Elevator

"Dude!"

At this moment, Bell had already walked out of the main building of the church with his coat in his hand, following Jeffrey.

"How, what do you think of this body image?"

The thin Jeffrey didn't even look at his colleagues, took out his mobile phone from his arms, and continued walking.

"I don't know, don't ask me, after all, I have a problem with my brain."

"Oh my God..." Baker patted his forehead, apologetic.

"I'm sorry! Jeffrey! I'm sorry! OK?"

However, Jeffrey ignored Baker, but sped up and walked towards the police car on the side of the street.

Baker followed behind, talking non-stop.

"Hey man, come on, you should know, this was just a joke..."

Until the two got into the police car, Baker, who didn't hear a response, spread his hands in a fit of anger.

"We have cooperated for so long, you still don't understand me? Well, whatever you want!"

Hearing this, Jeffrey glanced at Baker who seemed to be sulking in the passenger seat and said calmly.

"If you think Father Yorks is the mysterious man, what do you want to do or what will you do?"

"I can……"

Baker frowned slightly, trying to say something, but found that he couldn't answer the question.

He suddenly thought of a fact: Even if he felt that Father Yorks was the mysterious man through the comparison of his figure, he still couldn't do much.

Jeffrey inserted the key into the car hole, and then said calmly.

"We came here only to complete the task, not to do anything, because the dead people are rotten animals, and the bureau does not work hard on this matter,"

hum! ! ! !

The police car was started, and Jeffrey said calmly while shifting gears and stepping on the accelerator.

"So what you should take seriously now is this case that happened now..."

boom! ! !
The police car galloped forward suddenly, rushed into the darkness and left the range of the church in an instant.

It didn't take long before he merged into the traffic going to the city center and sped towards the city center.

"Elevator murder? Or did it happen in the Jesse Mansion?"

As his colleague said, Bell quickly changed his state. He frowned, remembering the case of jumping from a building he received yesterday, which happened to happen in Jesse Building.

"Yeah!" Jeffrey, who was in charge of driving, recalled the information on the phone and said in a concise tone.

"According to the reporter's description, the elevator in the Jesse Building had some kind of failure, trapping five passengers. However, not long after, the light suddenly went out due to the failure. When the light was restored, one person died in the elevator..."

As he said that, Jeffrey closed his mouth, looked at the traffic flow in front of him, and the flashing neon lights, but his brows frowned more and more tightly.

According to the information he got, one of the most suspicious things was that the elevator had malfunctioned for a long time, and during this period of time, the professional maintenance workers failed to find out the cause of the failure, which made him suspect that the murderer inside had some kind of connection with the maintenance workers.

"watt?"

Baker still couldn't figure it out, "Dude, does this murderer look down on us? How dare he kill people right under our noses?"

Jeffrey didn't respond, just threw the phone on Baker, then stepped on the gas pedal, hard to the bottom.

"Let's go and have a look first."

hum! ! ! !

"Hey!!! Dude, slow down slow down!!!"

Under Baker's voice, the police car overtook every car in front like an arrow.

At this moment, two security guards were sitting in the control room of the Jesse Building where the homicide had already occurred. One of them, Adolf, the security captain with gray temples, was holding a walkie-talkie, watching the monitoring and trying to keep the people trapped in the elevator calm.

"The police will be here soon, please keep calm, we will try our best to keep the lights from going out again, ok?"

That is to say, but when a person suddenly died in the elevator for no reason, or by hanging himself, no one would keep calm.

There were only three men and a woman left in the elevator, and the dead person was an old woman, who was being hung in the air by a rope, with disheveled hair, a hideous face, and a long tongue.

Abigail, who was only wearing a white short-sleeved pair with jeans, was a little hysterical, crying and panicking.

"Fk!!! One person died!! Who can calm down in this tm!!"

She huddled tightly in the corner of the elevator, staring at the three people who were also alert and nervous, and now the rest were all men, which made her wariness and fear rise to the limit.

The second living person was a tall black man named Ralph in a security uniform who had just been on the job for a day.

He glanced at the hanged old woman, swallowed the non-existent saliva, and shrank in another corner, facing the four directions, and finally stopped at the two men next to him, with vigilant eyes.

In his heart, Abigail, a woman, should not be able to do this, and only a man has the strength to lift up an old woman, especially this thick man in casual clothes.

"Damn! Fix the elevator quickly! I can't stay in this fk elevator for a second!"

At the same time, Max, who seemed to be able to feel the special defensive gaze of the black man, put most of his guard on the black man at this time. For him, only Ralph could do this quietly.

The last living person was Vic, a diminutive Vic in a gray suit who looked like an elite. He was not even as good as Abigail, squatting in a corner and crying in horror.

"Please! Please!!..."

What they didn't know, however, was that no one could hear their prayers.

Adolf in the monitoring room watched the mouths of the people in the monitoring move, but no sound came out. He frowned and looked at the subordinates beside him.

His subordinate Ronald understood, picked up a walkie-talkie and approached his mouth.

"Man, where are you getting?"

Dark basement.

The voice was transmitted to another walkie-talkie through a certain channel. Gene, the maintenance worker who had just checked the wiring in the mechanical room, stopped checking the main wiring in the basement, looking a little strange and puzzled.

"The main wiring in the basement is also fine and looks normal."

Ronald looked at his captain, Adolf, and then spoke into the walkie-talkie.

"Man, you need to hurry up. Someone died in the elevator. I'm afraid they won't be able to bear it."

Gene was a little surprised and a little unbelievable. He died just now, but he looked at the bus line where everything was normal, and shrugged.

"Okay, I will speed up, but it seems that there should be no problem with the line, I need to go to the elevator shaft to check."

The sound was transmitted to the monitoring room, Ronald and Adolf looked at each other, and could only respond to the walkie-talkie.

"Okay, good luck to you, man."

Hearing the response, Gene, the maintenance worker, put away the walkie-talkie and took a final look at the line. He still didn't find out the problem. He tilted his head and could only suppress the strange feeling, and continued to walk deeper with the muff.

　Thanks Kopcn for the reward! ! !Thank you for your support! !
　　This chapter shouldn't look messy to you, right?
　　I wrote it as concisely as possible.

　　
　
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