Slimes also want to be evil gods

"Have you found anything?"

The thief's suspicious voice attracted the attention of his accomplice, and several people who were searching in the next room walked into the living room in an instant.

"No, it may be my delusion...but, um, I'm going to take this."

The thief didn't know what he was surprised about, but the moment he turned his head just now, there seemed to be some strange changes in the painting in the corner of his eye, but if he looked carefully now, there was no problem.

It was a very strange painting. The main content of the painting seemed to be an old attic. This painting was about the corner of the attic. In the middle was the gap between the walls. A strange smoke came from this gap. Constant gushing.

This painting is very well drawn, even if the thief doesn't know how to paint, he can tell it. Although this painting is piled up here with others, it has a charm that can be noticed at a glance. Compared with the surroundings, it doesn't look like it was painted by the same person. of.

"Hey, are you crazy? This guy has no reputation at all, and it's useless to take his paintings, and they won't sell much... Hey, are you listening?"

The thief's accomplice was completely incapable of understanding why he would suddenly want a painting that seemed worthless to him.

"This one, this one too, and this one, it will definitely sell for a lot of money...Why is this guy not famous?"

After taking out this painting, the thief didn't know what he was thinking. He looked at the stacked paintings one by one, and found four more, and pulled out together with the original five in total.

Crack...crack...crack...

Suddenly, there were several rhythmic clapping sounds near the door, which made the thieves stop their movements for an instant. This was the signal they had agreed upon, meaning that the original owner had to retreat when he appeared.

Chapter 150 Three Strange Deaths

"Angelo, can you put down these damn paintings?!"

In a certain dilapidated house, Bernie Isaac, who had returned to their temporary stronghold, looked at his companion Angelo Marvin who had been staring at the painting since he came back, and said angrily that because Isaac Mendes left The time to go was too short, far below their budget, and the hasty escape made them not gain enough, which made Bernie Isaac feel bad.

However, although the poor harvest is helpless, it is another matter for the companion to be so obsessed with this oil painting. Unlike the other few who took away valuable things as much as possible, Angelo Marvin only took Isaac Five paintings of Mendez's house that he was interested in, and he has been observing them since he came back.

"You don't understand, you don't understand at all, these paintings are masterpieces, absolute masterpieces!"

Angelo Marvin didn't care much about his companion's opinion at all, but he probably realized that if this continued, his companion would make some irrational actions in anger, so he shook his head, picked up the painting and moved it to the attic.

"Speaking of which, that guy came too fast... Our gains this time won't last long."

Touching the sixty dollars in his pocket, Oliver Kim, who did not participate in their conversation, removed the five paintings and estimated the items they brought back, and came up with a not-so-good figure.

It's no wonder that the time this time was too short, they only had time to roughly search a few rooms on the first floor, but they didn't find too many valuable items, and they left in a hurry without even making it to the second floor. of theft.

Moreover, this kind of stolen goods cannot be sold in a normal way. It is okay to say that ordinary items are sold in a grand manner. It can be said that the investigating police are not in the eyes of the investigating police.So under normal circumstances, they will sell to guys who will buy this kind of stolen goods through certain channels, even if the price will be severely suppressed by a large amount.

Another point is that they will not choose a target that has already been stolen to steal a second time, and there is no special reason, it is purely because the risk of stealing the same target twice is too high.

After all, after being stolen once, people will always have a longer memory, and they may set up some small tricks, such as surveillance cameras or something. If they are caught by the police because of this, it is really not worth it.

"Then let's dispatch it next week, and then tell Harlan to find another target..."

He casually opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of blue ribbon beer inside, and said before opening the can to drink.

Harlan was the one who alerted them by clapping his hands at the door. He was responsible for alerting the sentry when they acted, and he was also the one who chose the target of the action.

"Next week? Understood, but you'd better tell Angelo not to be stupid before you act."

Oliver Kim didn't argue with Angelo Marvin like Bernie Isaac did, but like Bernie Isaac he thought Angelo Marvin paid too much attention to those paintings .

"Sure enough, if he is still like this next week, we will remove him, and let him act with us when he becomes normal."

"No opinion."

"I agree."

Bernie Isaac got the support of several people present. After all, they didn't want their companions acting together to be like this. The probability of accidents would be too high.

At the same time, although no one mentioned it, they did become curious about making Angelo Marvin such a painting.

However, they didn't have much appreciation for paintings, but after they came back, they kept listening to Angelo Marvin's nagging, and they began to think that those paintings might be really valuable.

Angelo Marvin, who had already gone to the attic, obviously didn't know all this, but even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care. Now he has devoted himself to these five paintings.

Angelo Marvin opened these five paintings in a row in front of his eyes, so that he could watch these paintings more carefully and clearly.

"These are masterpieces, why can't they understand the charm of these works, why don't they understand..."

The more Angelo Marvin looked at these paintings, the more he became obsessed with them. His fingers began to shake unconsciously, and he continued to draw along the lines of those paintings...

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"what……………………"

A scream that pierced the sky broke the peaceful morning, declaring that this would be an extraordinary day.

woo... woo... woo... woo woo... woo...

It didn't take long, following a piercing siren, several police cars full of law enforcement officers came to the place where the scream came from. An aunt with trembling legs was standing in panic in front of a dilapidated house, trembling. Pointing towards the policemen into the house.

Although they haven't entered yet, they can already smell a strange stench, which comes from the inside of the room.

"Are you the one who called the police?"

A high-ranking policeman stepped out of the police car. When the others pulled up the cordon, he asked the aunt. His name was Baird Burnie, a detective from the New York Police Department. Here recently so was assigned the case.

"No, that's right, it's me."

The aunt was obviously still in shock, and her answering voice was trembling.

"When did you discover the anomaly? Wait a minute... Okay, but it's not suitable here, let's go over there and talk about it."

While speaking, the policemen had already cordoned off the surrounding area, and the one at the door was already signaling to him whether the door was open. He gestured twice to signal the other party to move freely, and then turned his head back again.

After seeing the police officers entering the room one after another, Detective Baird took the aunt away from the murder scene. The specific details will be investigated. Now he just wants to try to see if he can find out from the first place. What information do you get from them.

"I don't know, I don't know anything, it was like this when I found out, I really don't know anything, officer, you have to trust me!"

Aunt obviously hadn't been involved in this kind of murder before, and before Detective Baird asked, she began to defend desperately, but doing so aroused Detective Baird's suspicion.

"You... know these dead people?"

This is what Detective Baird deduced from the aunt's excessive reaction. Even if ordinary people encounter a murder case, the reaction is absolutely impossible, unless it is a murderer. However, Detective Baird can't see that this aunt is a murderer, so In addition, the most likely thing is to know the dead.

"Yes, yes, in fact the ownership of this house is mine, and they are my tenants...but I swear, I have absolutely no idea what happened here!"

Chapter 150 Four Attic

"It's too miserable, who did it..."

In the room, a few policemen looked at the mess in front of them, investigating as soon as possible without destroying the scene.

It is only natural for them to express this kind of exclamation. Although these police officers have been working for a long time, there are really not many murders in their careers that are more exaggerated than the ones here. Of course, the exaggeration here does not refer to the number of deaths. quantifier, but simply refers to the bloody degree of the scene.

Don't think that any case is as cruel as that shown in the movie, and don't think that those homicide cases in the news can be seen everywhere. This kind of case is often heard purely because of its huge base.

To be honest, most of the police may not encounter a murder case for several years or even ten years. They deal with all kinds of trivial matters every day or stop the drunks from getting together to fight, or they just give up on the road. Penalties for violating vehicles.

Oh, by the way, the encounter here refers to the encounter in person at the scene, and what you know from other people afterwards can only be regarded as what you have heard, not what you have encountered.

However, even if they compared the cases they knew, the scene in front of them convinced them that this was a case that would be included in a textbook in the future, and that it was a huge case that would be hyped up and reported by the media.

The reason is also very simple, or anyone who has seen these corpses in the house can realize this.

Fortunately, the policemen who entered the room had been in the industry for at least ten years, and their psychological quality was excellent. None of them retreated because of the tragedy of the scene.

"Tsk...I hate this kind of touch."

Stepping on the blood under their feet, one of the policemen complained, but there was no other way. After all, the floor of the entire room was covered in red, and there was no other place to stay. The policemen only To keep myself from stepping on the scattered pieces of meat as much as possible, the blood has nothing to do.

"How many people were there before... three, or four?"

The pieces of meat scattered in the room did not look like the weight of a person, one of the policemen guessed after looking around the scattered pieces of meat.

"It doesn't matter how many, I don't want to stay here for too long..."

The policeman didn't respond to his colleague's intentions, and walked on the blood-spattered floor with a look of disgust, and moved his eyes to the stairs where the blood ended.

"Wait, there is a situation, pay attention over there..."

Not long after observing the stairs, the policeman suddenly changed his expression, took out a pistol from his waist, pointed to the stairs and said to his colleague who was still checking the pieces of meat.

"What, what did you find, hey, that's..."

"Blood footprints...are the murderers leaving them on purpose?"

"It's hard to say, but the guy who will do this kind of thing can't be deduced with common sense, and there is a great possibility."

"Achille, you stay and report the matter to Detective Baird, we will go up and have a look..."

The appearance of bloody footprints on the stairs changed the spirit of the policemen. If they were using the mentality of investigating the crime scene before, they are now acting on the premise that the murderer is upstairs.

When they judged that the murderer was probably still there, they didn't care about protecting the scene or anything, they didn't care what they were stepping on, and rushed upstairs, the only one left was to take out the walkie-talkie and prepare Report the incident to Detective Baird.

"The footprints are broken here..."

"Don't be careless, it might come out from somewhere suddenly."

"Speaking of why these things are piled up here..."

The bloody footprints were interrupted in a room full of items upstairs. The strange thing is that the items placed here are a bit out of place with this house, and they don't look like things that should appear in this room at all.

"Looks like stolen goods."

"It should be true. Some things look familiar, much like some stolen items I investigated before."

"That is to say... These stolen goods were stolen by those guys who have turned into minced meat?"

"Perhaps the internal leverage after the uneven distribution of spoils?"

"If it's an internal bar, you don't need to do that at all."

"That's what I said..."

"Wait...you look at that."

Because there was no danger, and another lack of clues, several policemen upstairs argued, but the policeman at the beginning noticed something again, it was the direction of the ceiling, and there was a line where the policeman pointed. Slightly bright red.

"Why is there... By the way, this house has an attic, yes, this is an attic above!"

"The attic, so that's the case. In that case, there should be... there!"