Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 43 Deadlock
"All right!"

The news reached Gene, the maintenance worker, who looked at the normal operation of the electric box and shook his head, then took a flashlight and shone into the nearby shaft.

"If none of this works, the only way I can think of is to go back to the top of the building, climb down from the top of the elevator, and restart the elevator manually."

in the monitoring room.

Ronald and Adolf looked at each other, then pressed the button and responded.

"That's the only way to do it, Gene, call me when you get there."

"Okay, wait for my message."

Gene released the button of the walkie-talkie, looked straight at the shaft, and felt a strange feeling in his heart. He always felt that there seemed to be something in it, and the more he looked down, there was always a sense of déjà vu that should not have passed in his mind.

So, he approached cautiously while looking at it, but before he reached it, suddenly a strange sound from the tile made him jump.

"Damn it!"

Gene cursed secretly, and the flashlight shone inside, but the visibility of the shaft was lower than that outside, and he couldn't see everything.

So, he continued to approach until he entered the well, and then he finally saw something that was making a strange noise.

It was a few steel wires tangled together, they were being pulled taut by some kind of force.

Gene opened his eyes wide, looked up at the elevator hovering in the sky, and cursed secretly.

"Oh! Shit!! Damn it!!"

Accompanied by his voice, the taut steel wire suddenly swung towards him...

monitoring room.

The two security guards who were staring at the monitoring screen had only two choices.

One is waiting for the police officer to arrive, and the other is waiting for the maintenance worker Gene to return to the roof.

So the only thing the two of them could do was to stare at the monitor screen and continue to wait.

Perhaps because he was impatient with waiting, Adolf also began to feel a little irritable.

"Ronald! Our dear Inspector, why hasn't he come?"

"Shit!! Our taxpayers' money is for nothing?"

Ronald glanced at his captain and chose to ignore it. He just kept staring at the monitor screen and continued to reason about the murderer.

The situation in the elevator was the same as before, the lights were still flickering, and the passengers inside seemed to be talking, but no sound came.

Ronald looked at it, couldn't help taking out his cross, and prayed for the innocent passengers inside.

"God, please bless these poor people."

However, when he took out the cross to pray, in the afterimage left by the flickering lights, he seemed to see a skull made up of afterimages.

"what's the situation?"

Ronald stared blankly at the monitor screen, feeling dazzled. He blinked, but the lights were still flickering, but the skull had disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Adolf heard Ronald's movement and looked at him.

"Ronald, what have you found?"

Although he can no longer see it now, the scene that happened just now left traces in Ronald's heart. He held on to the cross tightly and stared at the monitoring screen.

"No."

Adolf didn't care either. He looked at other monitoring screens, and his tone relaxed while watching the scene inside was still full of sarcasm.

"Our dear officers are here at last."

...................................................

Jesse Building.

A group of people swarmed in.

"Go, block all the entrances and exits, and disperse the crowd."

"And bring me the entry and exit registration book."

"..."

Jeffrey and Baker, who were in charge of this case, walked all the way to direct, and in a short while the entire Jesse Building was under the control of the police.

Greeted by Adolf and Ronald, Jeffrey and Baker came to the monitoring screen.

Jeffrey stared at the situation inside with a calm expression.

"Before we arrived, nothing should have happened, right?"

Adolf responded, explaining everything.

"No, officer, it's just that there is a sudden problem with the lights, and our maintenance workers are ready to start repairing..."

"And they can hear us, and we can't hear them..."

"..."

As soon as he heard the maintenance worker, Jeffrey stared at the monitor screen and looked at his colleague Baker. They had analyzed in advance before coming that the murderer inside could kill people in the elevator, and the maintenance worker was suspected of responding inside and outside.

"Where is your maintenance man now?"

Adolf was taken aback, not understanding what he meant, and looked at Ronald.

Ronald glanced at the monitoring screen, then responded.

"Gene? He's probably still in the basement or on the roof."

Hearing this, Jeffrey nodded to Baker.

Baker understood in seconds, waved his hand and led a few police officers out of the monitoring room in a hurry.

"Officer, what's the matter?"

Jeffrey didn't answer, just picked up the walkie-talkie that Adolf indicated, looked at the monitoring screen and pressed the button.

"I'm Officer Jeffrey of the NYPD, and we're trying to get you out, it won't take long,

So you must keep calm, now you listen to what I say, take out the things that can prove your identity and hand it to the monitor, we want to know your identity..."

Jeffrey's voice sounded in the elevator, perhaps because the police had arrived, and the four people who were huddled in the four corners and guarded each other breathed a sigh of relief.

In the flickering lights, Max in casual clothes looked at the other three people who did not move, and shrugged.

"I'm not a murderer, I'll come first."

With that said, under the watchful eyes of the three, Max took out his ID card from his pocket, and watched the monitor lift up the ID card.

Although the lights are still flickering, the names inside can still be seen.

"Max Ward."

In the monitoring room, Jeffrey directed Adolf to write down Max's name.

"Next person."

Hearing the voice, Max knew that he was over, and returned to his position with a calm face, looking at the other three.

"I come."

When things got to this point, no one could avoid it. The black Ralph fought for the second, walked out of the corner and held his number plate in front of the monitor.

"Ralph Luke."

Registration was also completed in the monitoring room.

Then Abigail, Vic, and even the old woman's ID cards were taken out by them...

"May Birrell."

"..."

Jeffrey took the paper written by Adolf and handed it to a police officer on standby.

"Let the bureau check the situation of these people. I want to know where they are connected and whether they have any relationship with the deceased."

In homicide cases, the motive and reason of the murderer are generally traced, which is the key to the investigation of the case. The police knew the importance of it and left in a hurry with the paper.

"call……"

Jeffrey breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to look at the monitoring screen, his eyes lingering on the black Ralph and Max in plain clothes.

Arriving at the scene, combining all the information, his suspicions have been placed on the black Ralph and the plainclothes Max.

If there is a maintenance worker outside to respond or arrange secretly, with the physical fitness of these two people, they can indeed kill May Bieler instantly when the lights go out.

However, this relatively reasonable reasoning was deadlocked under Baker's notice.

"Oh! shit! Jeffrey, he's dead."

(End of this chapter)