Chapter 93

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Carl accompanied Hugo outside to calm down.

Hendrick arranged for Hardy to investigate in the room first, trying to find clues ignored by the police.

Then walk with Cole to the window.

The vice captain of the action team, who has been on the front line of the demon hunting regiment for many years, said calmly, "Mr. Cole walker, make it clear.

As a rule, you are a psychic. During your tenure, Newcastle cases must come.

But now an adult doesn't want you to have an accident here. Do you understand what I mean? "

"Big man?"

"I can't tell you who he is."

Cole finished smoking, threw the butt out of the window and stopped the boring bureaucratic topic with him.

He put his hands in his pockets, frowned and said, "after entering Newcastle, nowhere is safe, Mr. Hendrick."

Compared to Hugo.

Hendrick had little prejudice against Cole himself except that he was responsible for the above orders.

He is also the captain of the operation.

Being on the front line against unspeakable evil and darkness, keen intuition is as important as rich experience.

If he investigated bath alone.

Dealing with the evil force carrier of the painful witch Keira.

It is difficult not to mention whether we can find out the truth and survive.

Now the topic turns to the profession of demon hunters.

Hendrick was silent for a moment and said, "what did you notice?"

Cole handed over the cigarette box.

The middle-aged man shook his head and motioned him not to smoke.

"The city is full of a rotten smell, like the musty smell of a coffin after it gets wet."

"The smell of decay?"

Hendrick frowned and said, "many years ago, the demon hunting regiment and the local police organized a big search, which involved a total of 1000 hounds.

It was never mentioned in the final report... "

Talk.

He twitched his nose and said, "besides, I didn't smell any noticeable smell."

Cole patted him on the shoulder, put his arms around him and said as he walked to the stairs leading to the second floor, "that's the smell of death, Mr. Hendrick.

It doesn't belong to our world. "

"Don't belong to this world? You mean there's an entrance to hell in Newcastle?"

Cole smiled, loosened his shoulder and said, "didn't the Institute of mystics give its name? The world in the mirror, otherwise, where does the name of murderer in the mirror come from?"

This time.

Hardy's voice came from the second floor.

"Boss, this place is really strange everywhere."

The little young man took a teacup, went downstairs and said, "I tracked the whereabouts of the teacup user with sequence secrets.

Nothing was found.

As described in the police file, the world evaporated.

Well, that's not very accurate, like... Like... "

Vera and gene also got off their arms.

The two shook their heads.

There's no clue.

Cole closed his eyes and opened the seventh vision.

If the disappearance of the family is a murder disguised as a supernatural event, we can definitely see the wronged souls wandering in the room.

The result is still nothing.

When the investigation of the incident fell into a dead end, a scream from the street immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Hardy hurried to open the door, looked around, turned and said, "boss, something's wrong."

Newcastle is one of the top ten major cities in the Mongolian Empire.

The folk houses with exquisite pattern are staggered with high-rise buildings.

A small couple who lived across the street from the Gerhard family sat by the side of the road.

The young wife was held in her husband's arms and whispered comfort.

The two nearest police officers called the headquarters for support while evacuating and calming the panic crowd.

One of them resisted the desire to vomit, took off his coat and covered up the terrible thing that was taken out of the trash can.

The pungent smell of blood and stench can be smelled across the street.

Cole and his party also hurried there.

Hardy arrived first.

When I opened my coat, I only took a look at the things under it. I immediately turned white and stepped back two steps.

"Fuck..."

Gene, who has a deep memory of the horror legend of Newcastle, coughed and said to villa, "Miss villa, if I were you, I would never lift that dress."

"Really?"

The young girl, who rarely accepted the cruel reality, bypassed hardy and pulled up her coat on the ground.

The next moment.

Strong visual impact and stench deep into the lungs.

Made her pale.

Unbearable nausea prompted her to drop her clothes, run to the roadside, hold the telegraph pole, and vomit wildly.

"Vomit -"

You can never believe it.

How terrible it would be for three people to be disassembled and then put together again.

Black blood leakage at the joint.

Wide, empty eyes, staring straight ahead.

The smiling face sewn up by needle and thread is like a crazy man who completely loses his mind after witnessing hell.

Cole pulled Vera's clothes back up, covered them, and took a deep breath.

Even if he.

The first time I saw this strange horror doll, I still felt that my San value was crazy.

This shit.

Compared with the evil spirit he saw in bath Town, there was no difference in the degree of nausea and strangeness.

Centipede general, thighs connect three residual bodies.

Except three heads.

The rest of the limbs are glued together as feet.

Hendrick asked the first couple to find a doll and tried to get some useful information from them.

Five minutes later.

Vera wiped the snot and tears on her face with a handkerchief, covered her stomach with one hand, walked to Cole with lingering fear and said, "Captain, do you have any clues?"

Hardy, with three cigarettes in his mouth, seemed to want to ease his fear in this way.

"What else can we find? Mrs. Downey found it in the trash can when she went out to take out the garbage just now. We can't find anything except these.

Fuck... "

Gene sighed and said, "Newcastle cases have a history of more than 200 years. We just want to find out some clues here. It's almost impossible."

After the questioning, Hendrick talked to the local police officer, walked over and said, "leave it alone.

Miss Vera is very frightened. You go back to the hotel with her and have a rest. I'll let you know when you have specific information.

Remember, don't try to investigate privately. "

obviously.

Vera Morgan, the stubborn demon hunter intern, was unwilling to listen to his arrangement and explained, "I just had a bad stomach in the morning. I can insist. Mr. Hendrick, you don't care about me."

This time.

Gene looked at the police officers and passers-by who were pulling the cordon around and suddenly said, "where are Carl and Hugo? Why haven't you seen them all the time?"

Hendrick frowned, turned and shouted their names, but there was no response.

Scolded, "those two fools, I told them not to run around in Newcastle at least ten times. Hardy, you and gene go to the bars around."