Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 320 The Devil’s Family

"Based on the information provided by 'Arodes' yesterday, we checked the alley where the Devil Dog's body was found, the archives where the serial murder case files were kept, and also conducted some kind of research on the black viscous liquid he left behind, and finally Targeted this building in the West End.”

Ikonse turned sideways and said to the several Beyonders following him.

Except for Lydia, the other four people who were at Essinger's house just now have followed the "Mechanical Heart" deacon to the West End and entered a private house on Edward Street.

This house is three stories high, covers a large area, and is surrounded by a garden with a fountain and pool. At this time, there are several black carriages with police insignia parked at the gate, and figures wearing black windbreakers flash past in the garden from time to time.

"Is the evidence sufficient?"

Kaslana still had the normal thinking of a detective and asked subconsciously.

"We will inform you after we confirm it," Ikanser nodded, walked around the fountain pool and walked towards the main entrance of the building. "The owner of the house is Patrick Jason. He is a shareholder of a bank in Backlund. He is single. Cheerful, passionate, and had many mistresses...Although he did not take pictures, he left some portraits, which are consistent with the faces we know. The most important thing is that the neighbors around here know that he kept a big black dog."

Devil dog...

A few people understood in their hearts and stopped asking. They followed the deacon and opened the door and walked into the building.

As soon as I crossed the threshold, a stench hit my face, like the rotten smell of meat that had been fermenting for a long time in the basement.

"It's corpse odor."

Angel frowned and whispered.

Although she rarely smelled this smell in this world, before that, she had a deep memory.

The three detectives also looked solemn. It was obvious what happened when they smelled such a strong body odor in the home of such a serial murderer.

As they walked into the lobby on the first floor, a burst of footsteps approached quickly, and several members of the Heart of Machinery came to greet them. The leader was wearing a mask made of white gauze layers, and his eyes were hidden under thick glasses. But with the upper half of his face exposed, Angel easily recognized him as Carlson, whom he had met once in the craftsman Kawei's shop.

The latter obviously recognized the young woman who had asked where mummy ashes were sold, but business was important, so he just glanced curiously and looked at his captain.

"Deacon, we found a lot of corpses here," Carlson's eyes were complicated, mixed with anger and helplessness. "Under the garden outside, inside the walls of the living room, deep in the stove in the basement, and in the mezzanine of the attic, there are... There are corpses one after another, the earliest ones are just white bones, they may have been dead for more than ten years, and the latest ones have not even begun to rot!"

As he narrated, figures appeared behind him one after another, their expressions were serious. They walked in pairs carrying corpses wrapped in shrouds and walked past several people. These were all members of the Heart of the Machine, as well as some. Backlund police elite who have the authority and courage to come into contact with extraordinary events.

Some of the corpses they carried were still largely intact, with only varying degrees of decay. Most of the stench was emitted by the recent deceased; some shrouds contained loose "corpse parts". "The shroud soaked in blood swayed as the police raised and lowered it; some corpses made a rattling sound, with rugged outlines squeezed out under the cloth, and they were obviously old bones.

Several people, including Carlson, who had been complaining angrily just now, watched silently as the victims were moved out, carried away, and placed neatly on the garden lawn, until the door was filled with bundles of different colors. shroud.

"Those new, new bodies, are they his neighbors, or servants, or victims elsewhere?"

Klein asked in a low voice.

"They are the latest batch of servants he hired. Hehe, this guy had a good reputation before. He gave his servants adequate wages, generous holidays, and gifts during the holidays. The servants hired by Patrick Jason are spreading the word He is so good, of course, this batch will definitely not..."

Carlson replied, his eyes following the last body being moved out of the hall.

"A devil in disguise."

Kaslana, holding her nose, commented angrily.

"He has stopped pretending in the past few days. He killed all his servants and sold all valuable items. He even sold out all the shares in the bank just for this act of revenge and his subsequent escape."

Ikanser pointed to the luxuriously decorated hall, but lacked common noble furnishings such as paintings, wall clocks, and porcelain.

"A calm guy, but there is madness hidden deep in his heart," Essinger said as he took out his pipe, but put it back under Carlson's stern gaze. "What I'm curious about is that such a crazy person Would a guy like this, possibly even an Extraordinary who had committed many serial murders many years ago, abandon everything for the sake of the 'Devil Dog' he raised, and go on a killing spree even if his identity was revealed?"

Everyone thought silently and followed Carlson's footsteps to the depths of the building.

In the living room, they found a portrait of Patrick Jason, which was consistent with what Ikanser said. It showed a middle-aged man with blue eyes. He was slightly sideways, with a solemn face, high cheekbones, and short hair. Comb, exactly the same as the black shadow with blue eyes seen by "Arrodes".In addition, in the bedroom and the basement, they found a lot of evidence proving that the other party was an Extraordinary with a lot of problems, including a large magic circle deep in the basement.

According to Essinger's judgment, this is a ritual magic that is enough to summon a powerful demon, but for some unknown reason, Jason did not complete it.

"The 'demon' of the Beria family, Patrick Jason's real name should be Jason Beria."

said the well-informed "keeper of knowledge."

Angel had seen this family in the Nighthawks' internal information. They had been active among humans in the Fourth Age. They were an important branch of the "Blood Worship Cult", a loose alliance that worshiped demons. They claimed that they had received gifts from the abyss. Worship the evil god "the dark side of the universe", regard him as the master of the abyss, and believe that he will corrode and corrupt the entire world, and even the entire universe.

Even though this ancient family has declined recently in the Fifth Era and has become a vassal of other demon families, their profound heritage allows their family members to still live a good life, and even have spare money to raise a demon dog with the same path. .

After searching around, except for more evidence proving the identity of "Belia", the few people did not find any clues that could confirm the location of the other party. Since they did not bring the silver mirror "Arrodes", Ikanser and Carlson After discussion, it was decided to temporarily stop the search, protect the scene, and wait for subsequent detailed investigation.

But Angel discovered that when no one was paying attention, Sherlock secretly stuffed a handkerchief that was obviously used during the ritual next to the demonic ritual circle into his pocket.

"Is it possible to start with Jason's blood relationship and find other members of the Beria family? They may all have similar identities and experiences, and they may have even killed many people."

She pretended to frown and asked a question, attracting everyone's attention.

"An investigation is already underway, but the connection between the Demon family is very loose, and there is even no blood relationship on the surface. For example, this Patrick Jason, if his identity is not revealed, no one will know that he is Jason Belial."

Carlson answered in place of his butler.

Seeing that Sherlock had succeeded, Angel nodded to express his understanding and stopped asking further questions.

The group of people returned to the ground from the basement and were about to go to the garden to see the remains of the servants who died not long ago and look for some additional clues. However, at this time, a member of the Machinery Heart quickly walked into the hall. After whispering a few words in his ear, the latter's face became serious and he looked at several outsiders.

"The Nighthawks are here, bringing with them a dangerous sealed object. In order to prevent accidents, we have to leave first."

The dangerous sealed object...is it the "1-42" that Essinger mentioned before?That full-body armor capable of destroying a city...

Angel subconsciously looked outside the door and saw the "Mechanical Heart" and the carefully selected police officers putting down their work one after another. They didn't even bother to wash off the dirt in their hands. They walked outside the garden and got on their carriages. left the scene.

Sensing the tense atmosphere, they did not bother to continue the investigation. Instead, they followed Ikanser and Carlson out of Jason's house, returned to Edward Street, and boarded the carriage from which they came.

Standing in front of the carriage, Angel glanced at the corner of the street. Two four-wheeled carriages with police logos but dark appearance were slowly approaching. The driver was not very skillful in controlling the horses and parked the carriage on the roadside not far from her. , several men wearing black woolen coats filed out, rushing into Jason's house as if they were being chased by something.

At Carlson's urging, she no longer delayed and stepped into the carriage. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the door of Nighthawk's second carriage. A leg in thick silver armor stretched out of the carriage and stepped heavily on the ground.

"Kick!"

The heavy sound seemed to hit her heart. Not daring to look any further, Angel quickly got into the car.

……

"Kick, kick."

With his feet on the ground, Leonard Mitchell breathed a sigh of relief and looked curiously at the carriage that was quickly leaving beside him. According to Captain Sost, it should have arrived at the scene before them. "Mechanical Heart", but there seemed to be a familiar figure in it. Unfortunately, the width of the opening on the visor was limited. Before he could further confirm, the carriage left his sight.

"Hurry up, enter the building and replace people, time is running out."

Beside him, "Requiem Master" Sost also stepped out of the carriage, holding an exaggerated gold pocket watch in his red-gloved hand.

"Yes, Captain Sostre."

Withdrawing his gaze, Leonard no longer hesitated. He controlled the heavy armor and walked step by step into the garden and into the home of the demon Belia Jason.

(End of this chapter)