Chapter 163 Panic
Crown opened the window and prepared to greet the morning light.
He didn't know when he could feel the sun and moon rising and setting. He didn't know if it was because of the Golden Light Curse or some other skill.
He had been up for a long time, and visualizing the Golden Light Mantra saved him from having to sleep for a long time, but provided him with sufficient energy.
If the Golden Light Mantra also had such characteristics on Earth, then there would definitely be a Golden Light Mantra level test.
All companies will recruit employees based on their skill levels, allowing workers to work longer hours every day, creating more surplus value, and making ordinary people more involuted! Before the gray fog descended, the sky gradually brightened.
Now, there is a clear dividing line between day and night.
When the sun rises, the dark sky soon becomes bright again, and when the sun stops shining, the world is immediately shrouded in shadow.
Just a minute after he opened the window, the morning sun rose, dispelling the gray fog and cold silence.
The earth welcomes the light again, and the flowers and willows are full of vitality.
Bathed in the warm morning light, Crown sat cross-legged on the ground and began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.
Even with the Golden Wall plug-in, he would not have made such rapid progress without his usual hard work.
At seven o'clock in the morning, he ended his meditation on time and sorted out his belongings.
He took out a brush and painted golden symbols on the bullets. This activity became one of his few pastimes.
He quickly drew runes on the dozens of bullets he had received. He checked his guns, took the Star Steel Sword, walked out of the room and came to the restaurant.
His teammates were already sitting together, and the dining table was filled with various foods.
"After breakfast, let's go to the patrol station to see if there are any new discoveries," Nick raised his hand and greeted.
It is important to eat a good and filling breakfast, especially for extraordinary people.
The few of them had their breakfast leisurely and drove to the patrol team.
When they arrived at their destination, the gate housing the patrol team was crowded with terrified people.
. . . .
When Elijah arrived at the patrol unit early in the morning, he was surrounded by bad news.
News came from the church that Father Peter died in the chapel last night. He died peacefully without any pain.
Roger in the west of the town woke up from his sleep and found that the person sleeping next to him was not his gentle wife, but a piece of human skin.
And on the beds of their three children, without exception, there was only a piece of skin lying alone.
Judging from the appearance of the human skins, these four skins are his wife and children.
Tough guy Roger collapsed on the spot. The neighbors heard him howling crazily in the house and came to check. Only then did they realize what had happened and immediately ran to report it to the police.
In the east of the town, the Leighton family also had four human skins neatly hung outside their door, fluttering in the wind.
In the past night alone, the small town hosted three funerals.
Now, the residents of the town were in complete panic.
Although there have been cases of missing persons in the past, they all happened in secret. Although the residents talked about it privately and were nervous, they had not yet reached the point of panic.
Now, all the fears were exposed. Not only the townspeople, but even the patrol officers became anxious and panicked.
When Ilia heard the roar of a steam locomotive outside, he rushed out immediately.
He tried his best to separate the crowded crowd and welcome the members of the investigation team in. During the pushing and shoving, his hat was knocked off.
"Old Elijah, the town has been in trouble for so long, why is it that the patrol team has done nothing?"
"If the police can't solve the problem, why don't we ask the city of Rhineland to send people to help us?"
"What should we do next? Who knows if we can wake up the next day after falling asleep."
. . . .
In the sheriff's office, sunlight shines through the window onto the wall next to the desk, and a beam of light divides the room into two worlds.
Elijah's gray hair was scattered messily on his head, and could no longer cover his smooth scalp.
During the struggle, several buttons on his shirt were pulled off, and the belt around his waist was pulled crooked, making him look extremely embarrassed.
Nick sat down and asked, "What happened? The residents are very emotional."
Elijah gave a panicked laugh and reported the news he had received that morning.
“Which rat hiding in the dark corner is declaring war on us?” Jason sneered.
If it was an evil spirit or a monster that committed the crime, it would definitely not do such a provocative behavior. This made him even more certain that it was humans or intelligent dark creatures behind the incident.
"Perhaps, the evil creatures we killed yesterday did not cause any serious damage to the perpetrators behind the scenes, or they were just demonstrating to us and creating panic."
As Clown spoke, he practiced his armor-solidifying ability.
A silvery-white liquid metal flowed over his hand in his pocket, moving from one finger to another.
He also determined that the enemy was an intelligent creature, most likely some cultists, because evil spirits and monsters would only suck the marrow out of people, and would not do such a thing as hanging human skin as a colorful flag.
"Clues, we need enough clues."
Nick tapped the tabletop with his middle finger. "For our team, it's not difficult to kill evil creatures. The hard part is finding those hidden enemies."
Elijah was in a dilemma. When the missing persons case file was placed on his desk, he realized the seriousness of the matter.
As a superhuman, he understands the dangers hidden behind these cases.
He organized police forces and launched a large-scale undercover investigation, but found nothing.
Elijah understood that it was not because of the incompetence of the police, but he knew that if extraordinary evil spirits or monsters were involved, it would be difficult for ordinary people to detect.
Or some ordinary people noticed it, but became the new missing persons.
"Captain, what should we do now? People have been missing every night recently, and the perpetrators are becoming more and more rampant. The residents are in a panic, and the truth has been exposed. Patrol team."
Elijah did not continue speaking. The patrol team was powerless right now, otherwise they would not have asked for help.
During the investigation, it was discovered that three extraordinary people had died in the patrol team.
If he hadn't stayed in hiding, he would probably have been on the missing list.
Nick also knew that it was a bit difficult to ask these patrol officers for clues. If these people could find the murderer, things would not have dragged on for so long.
"Sheriff, you should look for clues first. You can start with these residents gathered at the gate.
We went to the two crime scenes and then in the afternoon we decided how to spend the evening.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
By the way, what's the current situation of Roger? Is he still conscious?"
"He is a little out of his mind. He won't respond if you call him."
Nick frowned slightly: "Where is he now? Let's see if we can get some clues from him."
"It's in the holding room next door. I'll take you there."
Elijah led the way, and everyone came to a small room with iron bars.
This is a man with some curly hair, dishevelled appearance, squatting on the ground with a blank expression, his mouth opening and closing as if he is talking to someone.
"Sir, this is Roger."
Nick called out in a low voice: "Hey, can you hear me?"
His words seemed to have opened a certain mechanism. Roger suddenly looked up and smiled strangely:
"Everyone will die, including you."
As soon as he finished speaking, an expression of horror and despair appeared on Roger's face.
Thick blood flowed from his mouth, nostrils, ears and eye sockets. His body shook violently, and more and more blood flowed out at an increasingly faster rate.
After a few seconds, he fell to the ground with his eyes bulging.
"Damn it, these beasts behind the scenes have successfully aroused my desire to kill," Jason slammed his hand heavily on the iron fence.
Klauen's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a frightening cold light.
Nick clenched his fists, his knuckles crackling. "The enemy wants to provoke us. What is their purpose?"
If the enemy is really strong, there is no need to play any tricks, you can just confront their team head-on.
But the purpose behind the means used by the enemy is thought-provoking.
"Don't worry about the enemy's purpose, we just need to find them and blow them up." Jason's words were like a cold wind blowing across the snow, bringing bone-chilling chill.
He paused and continued, "Based on my experience, the enemy must not be strong enough to overwhelm us. Otherwise, we would not have been able to live peacefully last night."
Nick nodded slightly: "Sheriff, send someone to lead the way. Let's go to the crime scene last night to look for any clues."
"Also go to where the fire happened last night. I think there will be something the enemy wants to hide there."
Crown added that there were so many coincidences that he felt it necessary to go to the fire scene.
He felt uncomfortable because he had the strength but nowhere to use it.
We must not be led by the enemy and must disrupt the enemy's rhythm.
Elijah stepped back a few steps and said, "Okay, let James be your guide. I still have to prepare funerals for the dead and send someone to notify Father Peter's family."
. . . .
Led by James, the team first went to Roger's house to check the scene.
Crown saw that the human skin was peeled off from the back, and a bloody mark ran from the top of the head to between the thighs, then forked and ran along the legs to the soles of the feet.
The skin of people's fingers and toes was also peeled off. It can be said that these were pieces of skin that were preserved intact.
After checking each room, Nick asked, "Did you find anything?"
From the situation at the scene, he could only conclude that the perpetrators were probably a group of strange beasts, as there were several bloody claw marks.
Jason shook his head. “I can only tell it’s some kind of beast, but beasts can’t possibly perform such a difficult task as skinning, let alone such a complete skin.”
Crown breathed in lightly. To him, the smell of blood was very strong here.
In addition to the blood and everyone's body odor, he also smelled a faint stench of decay.
The crime had been committed not long ago, but he could still distinguish the stench of decay mixed with the smell of blood extending outward.
Cooking has actually enabled me to develop the abilities of a search and rescue dog. I really don’t know what to say. A fierce smile appeared on Crown’s face. He was confident that he could find the enemy’s hiding place.
"I found some clues. Everyone follow me."
(End of this chapter)