Chapter 672 Lasik’s Endless Nightmare
"Good morning Lasik, you look much better. Did you have fun these two days?"
Although it had just passed early in the morning, there was already a scorching smell in the air. Mrs. Mary put her hand on her forehead to block the light and looked at the convertible that slowly stopped on the roadside.
"Very good! Everyone feels relaxed."
In the seemingly well-maintained car, a lady with thick brown hair straightened her wide-brimmed hat and said hello to Mrs. Mary.
This person looks to be only about thirty years old, and his appearance can be called mature and beautiful, but his expression is lazy at the moment, there is no makeup on his face, and he looks like he is on vacation.
"The only problem is that after I relaxed, I seemed to have lost interest in the plans I made before."
"At least you achieved your purpose of coming here, didn't you?"
Mrs. Mary seemed to understand her mood very well and said with a smile.
"Want to come in for a cold lemonade?"
Well--
Lasik tilted his head and thought for a long time, then readily agreed.
The next moment she opened the door and got out of the car, walked into Mrs. Mary's yard, and said hello to Jones who was about to get into the car.
"Chief Jones, are you late at this time?"
"I'm older and this is standard time for me."
Jones spoke quite confidently and started the car directly after saying hello.
Mrs. Mary obviously came out to take her husband to work, and during the conversation between the two, Jones stood there patiently, as if waiting specifically for Rashik to come in and say hello to her.
"have you eaten breakfast?"
Watching Sheriff Jones' car drive away, Mrs. Mary led Rashik into the house and asked enthusiastically.
"No."
Lasik was also rude and hung his hat aside with a smile.
"Then it seems that this is indeed your lucky place. I just had an extra breakfast today."
Mrs. Mary had a tone that I knew very well, and quickly brought over a plate and placed it on the table.
"Make an extra serving?"
Lowering his head and smelling the fried eggs in front of him, Rashik frowned slightly.
"If you tell me in advance."
Mrs. Mary smiled.
"Jones has a bad appetite today, and that's his share."
"I really didn't see that."
Hearing what Mrs. Mary said, Rasik felt relieved and took the tableware naturally.
"It doesn't look like the Sheriff is the kind of person who wouldn't be able to eat because of anything."
"It's really rare for him."
Mrs. Mary sighed softly. She thought of something next moment and hesitated slightly.
"Speaking of which, you should be more careful lately and don't go to too remote places alone."
oh?
Lasik, who was filling his mouth with fried eggs, looked up after hearing this.
"What happened?"
"Logically speaking, I shouldn't tell you this, but you don't seem to have anywhere to leak the secrets."
Mrs. Mary smiled and continued her work.
"Yes, a resident of this town is missing."
"Ah! When?"
Rasik looked a little disapproving, and his surprised tone was purely in line with Mrs. Mary's.
"On the night you got here."
"That was two days ago...and I haven't heard of it at all?"
Rashik finally became more serious.
"That's because not long after, the victim's family also disappeared."
Mrs. Mary shook her head and sighed.
"Less than a day after Mrs. Harold disappeared, her husband was nowhere to be found."
"It sounds a little strange."
"But just two disappearances are not enough to make a police chief unable to eat, right?"
Lasik's thinking is quite sharp.
"that is because……"
Mrs. Mary thought for a while and lowered her voice.
"They found Mrs. Harold, just last night."
"...Shouldn't this be a good thing?"
"The person is dead."
"All right."
Rasik seemed speechless for a moment and could only concentrate on filling his mouth with fried eggs.
"So her husband is now a prime suspect?"
"I understand that you don't have a good impression of men right now."
Mrs. Mary smiled helplessly.
"Even if Harold's suspicion is very high, don't take it lightly."
"kindness?"
"Mrs. Harold's death scene was very cruel."
"cruel?"
Lasik frowned and asked, his expression seemed to say that everyone is dead, there is no need to emphasize this point.
"...It is said to be comparable to a slaughterhouse. Not only were people disemboweled, but their bodies were also arranged in weird shapes."
Mrs. Mary's tone sounded like she was trying to scare a child.
"It's hard to imagine what kind of hatred would make someone do this."
"Isn't this too exaggerated? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"
"Jones told me that himself."
Mrs. Mary breathed out.
"He never told me this, but when he came back this time, he told me twice in a row."
"It can be seen that even he needs someone to help bear this memory."
"It's true...but no matter what, it shouldn't have anything to do with me, a foreigner, right?"
"Why do you take it for granted!"
Hearing what Rasik said, Mrs. Mary was a little angry for a moment.
"The same goes for one of my nephews. I told him it was safer here, but he refused no matter what. He insisted on living in the mountains with his classmates."
"Did you know that the body was said to have had its head opened and the inside completely hollowed out? The murderer seemed to be looking for something."
"Is this so? Will it--"
Rashik's expression finally became serious, and he even looked up at the clock on the wall mid-sentence.
"What is the murderer really looking for?"
"What's the meaning?"
When the hot polenta was brought to Rasik, Mrs. Mary didn't quite understand what she wanted to say.
However, the next moment, accompanied by a sound of wind, a heavy ashtray hit her temple, and she immediately fell to the ground without saying a word.
Haha...hahaha!
Putting the ashtray down gently, Rasik looked at the drop of blood splashed in the polenta and actually laughed out loud for a moment.
The next moment she picked up the scalding bowl of porridge and drank the contents in one gulp as if she didn't feel the heat.
She gently put the bowl down, looked at Mrs. Mary on the ground, and finally spoke hoarsely.
"Feel sorry……"
…
"Why? Why didn't you either!"
Not long after, in the Shura field-like living room, Lasik faced a floor of flesh and blood, looking like he was going crazy.
"Impossible! You are the last member of that family in this town! The key point must be you!"
"I've searched everything, and all suspicious items have been eliminated, so there must be something wrong with the person, related to blood! I can't be wrong!"
"So how could there be nothing in your body-"
After frantically tearing at the opened head, Rasik looked at the clock on the wall after a long time and covered his face in pain.
"sorry--"
The task summary will be postponed to tomorrow for now...
This chapter has been completed!