He in hell and he in heaven, through himself as the medium, forcibly opened up a space. It belongs to heaven and is connected to hell, but it exists independently. It is called...the abyss.

His followers also like to call him the Master of the Abyss."

"Lord of the Abyss?" Karen looked at Dis, "Why have I never heard of him?"

“The birthplace of this church is very remote, and the church’s sacrifices and teachings are too extreme. Many governments have banned it from preaching in their own countries.

Not to mention that in Luojia City, even in Ruilan, there is no organization of the Abyss Cult, at least not on the surface."

…

The police are here.

Leading the team was Sheriff Duke again.

Because when he received the report, an old police detective's sixth sense made him feel that this seemed to be the murderer's new work.

the entire afternoon,

"New works of art" are almost constantly beating Sheriff Duke's head,

In addition, there was the calm expression of the young man named Immelais when he said this.

If there weren't a lot of things going on at the moment, and if it weren't for the Immelais family, especially the old man, who had connections in Luojia City, Chief Duke would have really wanted to find a reason to detain the young man and give him "care and attention."

Then,

When Sheriff Duke led people into the Hughes Cremation House and saw Karen already standing there, he immediately clenched his fists and shouted in disbelief:

"Damn it, did you sign a cooperation agreement with the God of Death? It comes so fast every time!"

"Hello, Sheriff Duke," Dis said.

"Hmm, eh?" Sheriff Duke took the initiative to shake hands with Dis, "Hello, Father Dis."

The police started working,

Karen, as she had a direct conversation with the murderer, was asked to take detailed notes.

Sheriff Duke was present throughout;

"...That's all I know."

"So this time, did you switch from the Berry Cult to the Abyss Cult?" Sheriff Duke puffed on his pipe and patted his forehead, "What I'm worried about now is whether he will continue to kill people.

"

Karen replied calmly: "That's inevitable, and it will happen soon."

"soon?"

"Because this work of his failed.

The murderer is a person who thinks very highly of himself but is actually very average. This kind of person will not stop to examine himself, but will be eager to prove himself again and again."

In his previous statement, Karen concealed the content of his "taunting" to the murderer on the phone.

"By the way, Sheriff, has the identity of the first victim been found out?"

Sheriff Duke shook his head and said:

"We have some clues, but we are waiting for the police station in the next city to confirm that the deceased is not from this city.

In addition, one more thing, you said that the murderer and the victim should be very close, so that they can have a sense of empathy."

"Yes, so I suggest you investigate from Darcy's social network first."

Sheriff Duke narrowed his eyes, leaned forward slightly, looked at Karen, and asked:

"In this way, once the identity of the first deceased is found out, and the social networks of the two people are brought together, and the overlap is found, the scope of the murderer can be delineated?"

"Theoretically, it should be."

"Can the murderer be so stupid?" Chief Duke asked in disbelief.

Karen shrugged,

road:

"He is really stupid."

…

"Thank you, Mrs. Hughes."

Karen expressed her gratitude to Mrs. Hughes.

Because she drove herself and her grandfather back to Mink Street.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"You're welcome." Dis responded.

Mrs. Hughes took a deep breath and said: "Old Darcy is my old employee. I didn't expect that he would encounter this kind of thing. Father Dis, I will leave it to you for Old Darcy's funeral. I will

All responsible.”

"good."

Mrs. Hughes forced a smile and said: "It's just hard work for Mary. I only have one request. I hope that on the day of the funeral, old Darcy can be whole...just look whole."

"good."

"Thank you. There is one more thing I hope you can consider."

"explain."

"I want to sell the cremation society. In fact, I was very tired. Over the years, thanks to the old employees around me who have supported me, especially old Darcy, now that he is gone, I am alone.

It can no longer operate.

I hope you can consider purchasing the Hughes Cremation Society. As for the price, everything is easy to negotiate. As long as you put forward the price, I will not refuse."

This is absolutely trusting of Grandpa’s character.

In addition, although old Darcy died in the cremation house, what kind of place is the cremation house... A place that burns people every day would care whether it turns into a "haunted house"?

"I'll talk to Mason."

"Okay, thank you again, and...your grandson."

Mrs. Hughes bowed to Diss first,

Then he stretched out his arms and hugged Karen.

Immediately, Karen felt a sense of fullness, as if she was sinking into a ball of butter, but she didn't feel tired at all.

Just like an old farmer, lying on top of his barn at home, he is extremely spiritually satisfied.

Mrs. Hughes got back in the car, started the car and left.

Karen followed Dis into the living room on the first floor of the house, where Aunt Winnie was sitting on the sofa looking at the ledger.

"Father, you are back."

"Um."

"Where's uncle? Hasn't uncle come back yet?" Karen asked.

He didn't see the hearse at home before at the door.

"Mason and the others came back in the evening, bringing back two 'guests' and a family member."

"Guest" in the Immelais family refers specifically to the corpse, and the family members of the deceased who paid the money are called the guest's family.

That is to say,

The uncle successfully took over the two orders.

One was sitting on a booth with half of his head cut off, and the other was seriously injured and eventually died.

"Where is uncle now?"

"I went shopping, and I took the guest's wife with me." When she said this, Aunt Winnie pointed to her head, which meant the wife of the deceased whose head was separated.

Karen remembered what Aunt Mary said in the afternoon. When the wife received the notice, she kept insisting that her husband was on a business trip in Wayne and could not have died in the ballroom on Hill Street!

It seems that the wife has accepted the fact.

No,

Not only did she accept the facts, she was also severely mentally stimulated.

My husband died during the day,

In the evening, I went on a shopping spree in the hearse.

It sounds crazy... but Karen understands.

However, Karen still asked curiously:

"How could Aunt Mary agree to this?"

Let your uncle go shopping at night with a woman whose husband just died?
To be continued...