Slimes also want to be evil gods

The blood on the ceiling and the existence of the attic made the police realize something. After groping around the wall for a while, they found a rope connected to the top.

click......

With a gentle tug by the police, the rope moved a wooden board on the ceiling, and a blood-stained ladder slid down from above.

"…………"

After the ladder fell, no one spoke.

Before that, although they thought that the murderer might not have left, in fact, the probability in their minds was very low, so although their mentality changed, they were still a little relaxed in essence, but after the ladder fell, they realized that the murderer was in it The possibility has risen to a level that cannot be ignored.

Therefore, no one spoke, even if it was too late to do so now, they still could not break the silence.

It's just that staying still is not a solution. After 3 minutes of staring at the ladder leading to the attic, the policeman who pulled the rope couldn't bear it anymore and was the first to put his hand on the ladder.

After he stopped his colleagues' movements with his eyes, he climbed the ladder and carefully went up to the attic, watching everything in the attic with his own eyes.

Then, he backed away the moment he saw it clearly.

"What's the matter, what's the situation above?!"

Seeing him retreating so quickly, his colleague hurriedly asked, regardless of the possible danger.

"Hmm... The owner of the footprints is indeed on it, but, um, evil..."

The policeman covered his mouth while speaking, and expressed the desire to vomit several times.

"That smell is really, really... vomit... cough cough... vomit..."

As soon as he recalled the smell of the attic, the policeman's face became very ugly, and he retched at the same time.

Chapter 150 The beginning of the fifth incident

"Citizens have the right to know!"

"Was the mutilation really carried out in that house?"

"Does the rumored painting of viscera really exist?"

"I heard that the original work was created by the painter Isaac Mendes a month ago?"

"The police shouldn't be hiding information!"

"Yes, we need to let citizens know the truth!"

At the entrance of the New York City Police Department, countless reporters with cameras raised surrounded a policeman who was about to enter, and large and small microphones were handed in front of him.

"Scatter, scatter, don't gather here, do you want to be arrested for obstructing official duties if you continue like this?!"

However, the policeman obviously didn't like the behavior of the reporters, he pushed away the topic and the camera lens in front of him with a bad face, and yelled loudly.

"We're looking for the truth!"

"You are abusing your power!"

"Just say something!"

Unlike those peaceful countries, the United States is very chaotic due to various reasons, and the police have relatively great powers. After being warned by the police, although these reporters were a little unwilling, they still took a step back, um, yes , there is really only one step.

These reporters don't think that the policeman dares to do this while surrounded by cameras, but it's not good if he doesn't do anything, and if the policeman really shuts them up for a few days because of this, they have nothing to say , The act of taking a step back is to give them a lot of buffer space to play freely.

After confirming that they took a step back in front of the police, the reporters rushed up again.Regrettably, the police who had expected this situation for a long time rushed into the police station and closed the gate of the police station heavily before they blocked the road.

The next moment, the reporters slapping the gate and talking loudly came from the gate of the police station, but this had nothing to do with Detective Baird who had entered the police station.

"FUCK! Those bloody bastards, they're only so active at times like this!"

Detective Baird, who entered the police station, was in a very bad mood by the reporters outside. He kept complaining and moved towards the conference room in charge of this case.

However, there is no way around this. The case this time is so eye-catching that even if the media only got sporadic news, it can still make the headlines of the day.

Not to mention that after getting the news, a reporter sneaked into the scene for some reason and took a photo of the attic of the crime scene. Isaac Mendes became a nationally renowned painter overnight.

Countless people are discussing this incident, and countless people want to know the details of the incident.

Only the New York Police Department is very dissatisfied with this. The attention of the people across the country means that they are under unimaginable pressure. If the case cannot be resolved as soon as possible, it will seriously affect the impression of the New York Police Department in the eyes of the public.

In this way, this kind of pressure will produce a series of chain reactions. If one is not good, many people will even take the blame and resign, and even affect the salary of the subordinates.

Of course, this possibility is very small, and the probability of it happening is very low, but it is undeniable that this possibility exists.

"Baird...you are one minute late."

The meeting room was almost full, and Detective Baird was the last one to arrive. It seemed that because of this, after he walked into the meeting room, a policeman standing by the table said to him with some dissatisfaction.

"No, it's just right. I think your watch is running fast. Shall I fix it for you?"

After hearing this person's words, Detective Baird replied while pretending to look at the wrist that had nothing on it.

"You two, stop arguing, Baird has arrived anyway, let's start today's meeting officially."

Sitting at the front of the table, a guy with three folded bars on his police uniform, who seemed to be higher than them, stopped the quarrel between the two and announced the official start of the meeting.

"First of all, Baird, tell me about the current information."

"Yes!"

After the official start of the meeting, the people in the meeting room became quiet one after another, preparing to listen to the information on this case.

"First of all, the deceased. According to the laboratory report, the body parts on the first floor of this case belonged to Bernie Isaac, Oliver Kim, and Harlan Derrick. They are also the organs of the attic. original owner."

Following his words, everyone in the meeting room has opened the information about these people placed on the table one after another.

"Their spending and income are grossly inconsistent..."

After reading the information, a person on the left raised a question.

"Well, this is what I was about to say. According to some items we found on the second floor of the room, I think these dead should be 'artists'. Uh, maybe some people don't know, 'artists' refers to the past. A gang that robbed artists for two years."

Seeming to see some people's doubts, Detective Baird explained what an 'artist' is.

"But that's not the point. I don't think everyone should care about this. The key to getting us together here and keeping the media blocking the entrance of our police station is not this, but the prisoner who made the viscera painting!"

Detective Baird pointed his hand and pointed to the most conspicuous photo in the middle of the table, and it was also a photo that everyone present tried not to allow themselves to see, the frontal photo of the painting of the interior of the attic.

As the name implies, the painting on the photo is a work made entirely of viscera.

Due to the limitation of the material itself, the basic tone of the whole painting is crimson. However, the creator tried to use different internal organs to create a sense of layering in the work, so that people can see what he painted at a glance. Not only that, The edge of the painting also uses intestines as a frame, which restores the appearance of the painting as much as possible.

"After checking the fingerprints, we know that the prisoner's name is Angelo Marvin. According to the landlord's testimony, Angelo Marvin lived in that house with the three deceased."

Although there were a lot of news on the Internet, no one knew whether it was true or not. It was the first time for many people present to know the name of the prisoner, and it was also the first time they knew the relationship between the prisoner and the deceased.

"Silence, silence!"

Seeing that the conference room was becoming noisy, the opening with three dashes in front of the table stopped their voices.

"The original painting of the prisoner's internal organs was Isaac Mendes. I think everyone already knows this. After all, there have been too many media reports recently... But there is one thing I don't think everyone is clear about. A few days ago, that Mr. Isaac Mendes reported to the police that his work had been stolen."

Chapter 150 Six original paintings full of mysteries

"Stolen...... Is there any relationship between the behavior of the prisoner and the painting?"

"The prisoner is also a member of this 'artist'?"

"Is it an internal bar between peers?"

"If it's an internal gang, shouldn't the prisoner flee the scene directly? Why is there still time to stay and make this viscera painting?"

"There are too few clues..."

Detective Baird's words aroused a lot of discussion in the conference room. It has to be said that among the many cases he has seen, this case is considered a strange case.

"If it's just like that, there's no need to gather us here... The holding of this meeting will prove that something else should have happened."

While everyone was discussing, the one on the left looked through the documents on the table after listening to Detective Baird, and suddenly asked, and his question made the others come back to realize the problem, Turning to look at Detective Baird waiting for his answer.

At the same time, several people secretly looked at the boss with three folded bars, but after being noticed by the boss, they pretended nothing happened and turned their eyes back without leaving any traces.

In fact, this is also a natural question. Although the media advocated the case because of the viscera painting at the scene of the incident, if we only start from the police's perspective and start from the case itself, this is just a homicide similar to mental illness. Reason for calling this meeting.

"Still as sharp as ever...Charles."

Detective Baird glanced at his colleague Charles Eugene who raised this question, and scratched his head as if feeling a little troubled, as if he was worried about how to speak.

"Let's be straightforward... We actually found the criminal in this case three hours ago, the guy named Angelo Marvin."

Although Detective Baird said he had found him, he did not express the joy of finding the prisoner in his words. Instead, he felt even more distressed because he had been found.

"Since we have found it, the case has been closed, so why hold this meeting?"

"Wait, three hours ago, I remember that this meeting was decided on the spur of the moment two hours ago..."

"Looks like something happened..."

"Why does this kind of thing always happen to us? My vacation has to be postponed again."

Most of the people in the conference room were discussing what exactly happened, but there were still a few complaining that the vacation was delayed or canceled, but this had nothing to do with Detective Baird, it was not the kind of incident that he didn't want to happen. something that will not happen.

"The reason for holding this meeting after we found Angelo Marvin is very simple. The Angelo Marvin we found is dead... Be happy, your vacation is over!"

The latter part of Detective Baird's statement was addressed to those who were called during their vacations and who were recently preparing to go on vacation.But in fact, if it wasn't for this case, he himself should have a week-long vacation in these two days, which means that a large part of this sentence is actually what he said to himself.

"He's dead, since he's dead, shouldn't the case be closed... Tsk, a premonition of trouble."

"Fortunately, I have no vacation recently."

"Hopefully there will be extra overtime pay this time."

"Then, what exactly happened, let's talk about it once and for all."

Detective Baird's hesitant way of not finishing the key things at once made a impatient guy on the opposite side a little impatient, waving his hands and urging.

He still had a lot of things to do before he came to this meeting, and he came to this meeting halfway through. He hoped to put aside those meaningless things and finish the real key to finish this meeting and let him Continue with those unfinished business.

"This is a photo taken by our people, that is, Angelo Marvin we found three hours ago. If possible, please try not to let the outside world know. I think everyone should know the reason."

While speaking, Detective Baird took out a few photos from the bottom of the document and handed them to everyone in the conference room to check under the gesture of the boss with three dashes.

"this is…………"