"Can you tell me how the homeless man named John left you that night? I think reporting a false police report will not end with an apology, right?" Master Cat asked.
"Mr. Logan, this is also very bizarre. If I hadn't witnessed it with several of my subordinates, I might not have been able to believe my eyes. Don't think I'm joking. I can tell you with certainty.
, that John, escaped from the eyes of a whole group of us that night!
He ran too fast. Please pay attention to my wording, it is 'too fast'! I personally think that this is no longer a speed that humans can achieve. That speed is definitely faster than the Olympic sprint world record. Well... it may be faster than that record.
Twice as fast! You can literally catch the train on foot.”
Master Cat's face darkened: "Officer Amberley... did you smell a smell of sulfur on that John's body..."
Amberley was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a confused expression: "I remembered your reminder. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but I can confirm that John can always smell the smell of sulfur.
"
Wang Xu snorted coldly: "Hey... it seems... I'm here to do the work."
Mr. Cat shrugged: "Young police officer, this case is over."
Amberley was confused. He was about to show off how he had deduced the idea of a potential murder in the alley with a few footprints and some cigarette ashes.
In the end, Master Cat told him that the case was over, and his tone was conclusive. Poor Amberley was like a joke teller who lost all his audience the moment he was about to shake off his burden.
"I don't understand... Mr. Logan..."
"Well... you don't have to understand. In short, within a few days, John's body will be found. If you do an autopsy, you will find that the time of his death was the night he met you. Oh, I miss you
After that, I must have tried to find him, so I said the idea of "evaporating from the world", but that is wrong. We have a saying in China - if you are alive, you will see the person, if you are dead, you will see the body, so you must
You will see corpses.
As for the so-called murder that John said, he just made nonsense when he was drunk. This is an obvious fact. You should not have any doubts anymore. That...the above is all my opinions on this matter. As for my reasoning
I believe you will be able to understand the process if you think about it a little with your wisdom, haha...ah haha..." Mr. Cat said and ended up smiling stupidly, and his smile was very fake.
Amberley seemed a little angry. He had almost confirmed that the Detective Logan in front of him had no real talent and knowledge. He was just trying to prevaricate himself. However, the young police officer was still well-educated. He did not have any fits and was polite.
He stood up and said goodbye: "Okay... I think you have done your best. Thank you very much for your opinion. There are still some things to do in the bureau. Please excuse me."
"Haha... walk slowly, I won't give it away." Mr. Cat said that he would not give it away if he didn't. His butt didn't move even half an inch from the chair.
As soon as the person walked away, Wang Xu jumped up and said: "What do you mean 'within a few days'? You can't say ten days and a half month? How many days? You go and do it?"
Mr. Cat picked up the coffee and said with a relaxed expression: "It's just a demon. Its strength is between the ghosts in the human world and the Yin and Yang world. With your current strength, it's not difficult to deal with it."
Wang Xu shouted: "That's nonsense! It's not like I haven't seen a demon before. Just your bad friend, what's your name? Oh! Vincent! That's it! I'm going to deal with him? When he raised his hand, I lay down on my own
It’s okay.”
"He is an individual case. There are only a handful of demons at the same level as him, and they no longer have the smell of sulfur on their bodies. They will leave a smell, and they specialize in doing robberies and robberies in the human world. Their strength will never be better than mine.
My estimate just now was too high. Wouldn’t it be easy for me to take care of the guy who possessed Elbert?”
Wang Xu squinted at him: "How about... you can handle this matter."
Master Mao said with a shameless face: "Brother is a detective. If you say you don't need your spiritual sense, you don't need it."
"If you don't have a girl to pick up with you, you just have to stay still, right..."
Mr. Cat just pretended not to hear this, and continued: "Use your 'spiritual transformation' to expand the search range and find the other party yourself. This kind of low-level demon will not hide himself at all, and then you will take advantage of the moon."
It's a dark night of murder, a stormy day, go and send him back to hell. Oh, don't forget to bring the kerosene lamp I gave you last time."
Wang Xu replied: "You still dare to mention that lamp... Do you think I don't know that you have tampered with it? That lamp is only green when viewed by humans. All races with different spiritual consciousness and human beings will see it as extremely dazzling.
The weird colors attracted me.”
Master Cat said: "Well... you have indeed made a lot of progress. You can already see through the power of spiritual weapons. But what surprises me is that you can completely master the seventy-two techniques of subduing demons in a short period of time."
"How do you know this name..."
"My understanding of Guigu Taoism is deeper than you think..."
…………
At this moment, in a small wooden house in the suburbs of London.
A ragged beggar was tied to a chair, with a towel stuffed in his mouth. He could only make a whining sound from his throat, and his eyes looked terrified.
Another man wearing glasses moved a chair and sat across from him: "Hey hey hey... don't be afraid, I am your savior. You should still remember that your friend John Fingerless tried to kill you.
.”
The beggar looked at the man in front of him suspiciously and moaned for a long time but could not utter any clear tone.
"Hehe... I know you have a lot of questions to ask, but unfortunately, I can't answer them, so I won't give you the chance to ask questions. You only need to know one thing. You are very lucky, at least better than your friend John
Much luckier..."
During the conversation, the door of the cabin was pushed open. The beggar sat with his face facing the door, so he immediately saw the person coming. He was so frightened that he shrank his neck and struggled hard, but it was all in vain. The chair was
The legs were as motionless as if they were nailed to the ground.
The person who walked in was John. He didn't look at the beggar at all, but stared at the man wearing glasses: "Woody...it turns out you are against me..."
"Hehehe... Meg, right?" Woody said without looking back: "When did I allow you, a bitch, to call me by my name? Do you deserve it?"
The cold sweat of John's broken finger instantly soaked his clothes: "I...I'm sorry...Mr. Woody." Although her words were soft, her eyes were full of hatred and anger.
Woody said: "I know your plan, but during this period, Satan has a clear prohibition. Supernatural murders must not appear in the city of London. I thought that Satan's voice has spread to every place in hell."
Corner, isn’t it?”
The other party didn't answer him, and a thick black smoke poured out from the seven holes of John Fingerless and went straight into the ground.
Woody sneered: "Huh... run away? Extremely stupid."
In the corner of the cabin, another figure suddenly appeared. It seemed that he was standing there from the beginning, but no one could notice it.
Vincent was still smiling: "Meg's strength has been exhausted, there is no need for us to catch her."
"Hey hey hey...a message from Satan to you?"
"You don't have to worry about how I know this. In short, it's almost time for us to go back to hell. Simon left yesterday. In the next two months, only a few of the most senior and most insensitive people will be left in the entire city of London.
Guarded by the God of Death, they are all guys who have already assimilated with the list..."
"Hehe... Really? The fun is about to begin. It's a pity that we can't watch Mr. Jack's unparalleled performance up close."
"Hmph... even heaven has withdrawn its power, and this city has become the darkest place in the human world... I am afraid that only those mortals will be lucky enough to witness this show."
Woody smiled obscenely. He looked back at the beggar who was tied to the chair. Judging from his expression at this moment, he was probably not far from a mental breakdown.
Woody put his hand on his forehead: "Did you hear that? You are the audience of this show, so enviable, hehe... hahaha!"
With the chilling laughter, the beggar lost consciousness and the memory of three days and nights.
