Chapter 319

At six o'clock in the morning, when the siren sounded through the sky, the town of grancard ushered in the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

The red sun rushes out of the Cape. Half of it is crimson and half is blue. The two colors complement each other and make the sky look like an oil painting. Unfortunately, people in the small town can no longer see such a beautiful scene.

Metropolitan Police Chief cleman Weber and Sheriff green arrived at the scene of the murder overnight. Due to the heavy loss of the eye of heaven and the serious shortage of manpower, the human tragedy that is destined to resound throughout the United States can only be taken over by the police.

The police officers in charge of investigating the scene were pale, and their eyes were full of deep worry and fear.

The environment of the small town is too terrible. There are blood and corpses everywhere. It's like the scene in a horror story. The death is extremely tragic and makes people shiver.

After the survey results came out, they were immediately sent to cleman.

Looking at the data in the report, the police chief's face turned pale and his arms were shaking,

"there were 1352 people in the town, all of them died, and no one was spared."

With these words, kriman seems to have lost all his strength.

Green's eyes beat violently for a few times. He lowered his voice and said hoarsely,

"chief, what shall we do?"

"Have you checked them all?" he said

Green nodded heavily. "It's very similar to bloody Christmas. Some bodies have been cut open, and some have become mummies. We checked the surveillance video of the town. The killer is a purple monster covered with sarcomas. His eyes will emit red light. The technique is extremely cruel and can be said to be cold."

"Director, please inform the Tianyan meeting. We can't solve this kind of case."

Cleman said with a bitter smile, "you don't know. Just yesterday, the sky eye motorcade was attacked by unidentified creatures. Except for general Ryan and several guards, all the entourage died miserably."

"Because of this, general Ryan was recalled to the White House. It's hard for him to take over the new case."

"Then what can we do? We can't let the police die. That monster is cannibal."

Cleman waved his hand and sighed,

"I've called the White House and let them solve the follow-up."

"What we have to do is to protect the scene as well as possible."

"God, what's wrong with the world."

……

More than 1000 people died overnight.

Soon, the grancar tragedy appeared in the major television media and became the focus of the morning news.

Media reporters swarmed in, and the police were short handed. They could only control the main entrances and exits of the town, but other places couldn't prevent them at all. As a result, one after another bloody photos entered the reporters' cameras.

With the popularity of showme, a lot of reporters who are not in the class also join in one after another. They set up their own columns on the website and get extra income by publishing news, pictures and various secret information.

As a result, before the police held a case press conference, all kinds of insider information had appeared on the Internet.

In an apartment somewhere in the metropolitan area.

Just waking up, Clark and Louise sit on the sofa, browsing the news on showme one by one.

The photos describing Glen Carr were pushed to the home page by netizens, along with a series of case introduction and insider analysis. Several powerful hackers also sent the photos of the murderer stolen from the police station to the Internet.

Despite the blur, Clark recognized the creature in the photo for the first time.

"Are you sure it is?"

"Yes."

"More than a thousand people."

Louise was holding her arm, a little chilly. "The old man, the child, are dead. It's terrible."

"We have to find it. We can't let the disaster go on. Lois, you have to help me

"You mean the eye of heaven?"

Clark nodded slightly, "the meteorite that breeds the purple monster is in the hands of Tianyan society. I don't know the correctness of this message. I need your help. If it's true, we can take it as the starting point."

"I see."

As Sam Lane's daughter, she has a considerable degree of contacts in the two military and political terms, and those people are willing to provide convenience for her.

This time, though, it was a bit of an accident.

At the end of the call, Louise sat down on the sofa, her eyes blankly looking ahead.

"What's the matter? What's the matter."

Louise murmured, "my father is under investigation in the White House. Some people suspect that he has a close relationship with the murderer in the bloody Christmas case. The White House has suspended his work."

"How could it be?"

Clark was also shocked by the news.

Louise whispered, "yesterday afternoon, Tianyan motorcade was attacked by purple monster. Except for four people including father, the remaining more than 30 people died miserably. The monster's so-called survival is that it didn't kill him because it recognized his father. The three surviving guards all said so.""Because of this, the high level suspected that his father was colluding with the monster and called him back to investigate."

"This..."

Clark doesn't know what to say. It sounds absurd that the director of tianyanhui met the monster. However, as a "prospective son-in-law", he has to ask,

"is there any misunderstanding?"

Louise shook her head. "My father admitted that he did know the monster. The monster was a human parasitized by alien insects. His name was Joshua Allen. He was a courier. He came to my house to deliver the express on Christmas day and met my father. They met at that time."

"Joshua Allen!"

Clark murmured, recalling his experience with him, and said, "we must find him as soon as possible. Do you have any clues?"

Louise said with a bitter smile, "after my father is arrested, the eye of heaven will be in a mess. There is no clue. This time we have to rely on ourselves."

Clark comforted,

"don't worry, everything will be OK."

……

It's about the safety of his father-in-law. If Clark can solve this problem and keep his father-in-law clean, he will surely look up to himself, rather than as before: nose is not nose, face is not face.

After making up their mind, they launched an investigation.

Joshua grew up in Mexico. When he was 17 years old, he smuggled to the United States with his "friends" and never obtained citizenship, which made the official agencies have no files related to him.

Louise and Clark had to go two ways. The former entrusted a reporter friend in Mexico to investigate Joshua Allen's identity information, while the latter went to the southern suburb of the metropolis, where Mexicans gathered.

The surrounding environment is very poor, the ground is pitted, the houses are short and broken, and there are many sheds.

It's no doubt difficult to find clues here. Fortunately, Clark has his own way to open up his senses, collect the conversations of everyone nearby, gather them in his mind, analyze them, extract useful information and integrate them.

Half an hour later, Clark came to a factory shed and pushed the door of the dilapidated house. On the opposite side, the Mexican man who was smoking heavily said,

"I'm looking for Joshua Allen."