Just like he firmly believed that his father would be able to save him!
At this moment, Barry had already chosen the seat farthest from the toilet and sat down.
But even so, he could still smell the stinky smell.
"Just wait!"
"Wait until I get out!"
"Winchester? And that Ann!"
Barry's face was gloomy, and his eyes were indescribably ferocious.
quack.
Suddenly, a crow's crow sounded, and Barry was startled and looked up.
I saw a crow standing at the ventilation window at some point.
"Go away!"
Barry yelled, standing up and chasing away the crows.
When the crow flew away in fright, Barry breathed a sigh of relief.
I don't know why, when he just saw the crow, the violent young man suddenly became nervous, as if an invisible hand suddenly grabbed his heart and squeezed it tightly.
This feeling made Barry furious.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
"Damn Winchester!"
He cursed loudly.
He even started kicking the toilet with his feet.
Gah, gah!
The crow cries again.
Barry raised his head in anger, he was ready to grab that damn crow and tear it apart!
However, the next moment, Barry was stunned.
The crow just now was standing by the ventilation window, but outside the ventilation window, a group of crows were flapping their wings.
The crow standing there looked at him quietly.
Sudden--
Ga!
A whistle is like a starting gun being fired.
The crow spreads its wings and flies high.
Crows swarmed outside the window.
"Help...ahhh!"
Barry's shouts didn't ring out in a meaningful way, only screams remained.
…
"I hope my son has not suffered any injustice."
"Although he made mistakes, he is still a child."
"And I also paid the bail."
After Barry's father handed the signature pen to his lawyer, he turned to look at Ann and the other police officers and said righteously.
Some grumpy police officers immediately glared.
On the contrary, An was quite calm at this time.
There was no anger at all, and no threat at all.
Just point to the police cell door.
"Your son is in there."
"Now, you can take him away."
After saying that, An turned around and left.
"Oh, of course."
Barry's father turned around and walked into the cell with a smile on his face.
The elderly policeman took out the key with an expressionless expression and started to open the door.
And at this time——
"Ahhhhh!"
A shrill scream sounded.
Barry's father could tell that it was his son's screams.
"Open the door!"
"Open the door quickly!"
The other party urged the elderly policeman. The other party seemed to be frightened. His hand shook and the key fell to the ground.
"Sorry! Sorry!"
The elderly policeman apologized profusely and bent down to get the key.
However, just halfway through picking it up, his hand shook again and the key fell to the ground again.
"Sorry! Sorry!"
He apologized sincerely again, but Barry's father had no intention of listening to the other party's apology. He bent down, picked up the keys on the ground, and went to open the door.
Click!
After the sound of the door lock turning, the door to the cell opened.
Barry's father rushed in.
The police also followed in.
Then, everyone was shocked.
A crow stood on Barry's chest, pecking at Barry's flesh and blood.
The blood stained the dark feathers, making them look scarlet.
Barry's eyes have long become blood holes.
There is even a big hole in his chest.
Obviously he won't survive.
"Ahhh!"
Barry's father roared and rushed over.
The crow was frightened and flew away.
"Shoot! Shoot!"
"Kill it!"
Barry's father shouted loudly, but the police officers present looked at each other and did not take any action.
The elderly policeman muttered to himself in a daze.
"Is there really a 'Blood Crow'?!"
…
The car was driving on the road, and Barry's father, sitting in the back seat, roared angrily.
"'Blood Crow'?"
"What's the 'blood crow'?"
"It's just a trick!"
"A very poor trick!"
The other party roared and punched the armrest of the seat hard.
"Now! Immediately!"
"Find me someone to kill that guy named Winchester!"
"besides!"
"I want to file a complaint against those police officers!"
"It was their negligence that killed my son!"
"I want them all suspended!"
Whoops, whoops!
Barry's father gasped for air.
The secretary on the side picked up the encrypted phone and started contacting 'acquaintances'.
Barry's father is not only a city councilor, he also owns a department store, two shopping malls and three large supermarkets under his name, making him a wealthy man in the true sense.
In other words, it was precisely because of this wealth that Barry's father became a city councilor.
However, after becoming a city councilor, Barry's father did not give up some of his original methods.
"Sir, they will take action as soon as possible."
The secretary put down the phone and said.
"No!"
"I don't want it as soon as possible!"
"I want it right away!"
Barry's father emphasized.
"But, this is not safe, we should..."
Bang!
Before the secretary could finish speaking, Barry's father punched him in the face and kicked him.
"Get off!"
"I don't need a loser teaching me how to do things!"
"My son is dead now!"
"My son is dead!"
Barry's father yelled and drove the other person out of the car.
The secretary opened the car door silently, but the car did not stop.
Bang!
Barry's father kicked him again.
The secretary was kicked out of the car. After rolling several times, his whole body was in pain and he could not stand up at all.
All I could do was raise my head and look at the car that was quickly moving away, and...
A chasing motorcycle.
The motorcycle was so fast that it kept pace with the car in the blink of an eye. The grenade in the rider's hand was accurately thrown into the car before the door was closed.
Then, the motorcycle accelerated again.
Buzz!
Amid the roar of the engine, the motorcycle seemed to be flying close to the ground, beyond the secretary's field of vision.
boom!
The next moment, fierce flames occupied the secretary's field of vision.
The ringing in his ears and the flames in front of his eyes made the other party completely stunned.
…
Shosta rubbed his temples.
He wished he felt more energetic.
It's a pity that he hasn't slept all night, and now he can't wait to fall asleep.
But, no.
The colleague who takes over has not arrived yet.
As a last resort, Shosta could only light a cigarette to refresh himself.
He took a deep breath.
Spit it out slowly.
Smoke began to fill the car. Shosta looked at the smoke that dispersed in front of his eyes, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes again.
Last night, Old Jerry told him what happened in the police station.
‘Blood Crow’!!!
It’s actually true!!!
Old Jerry used six exclamation points to express his surprise.
And Siusta still hasn't recovered yet.
How could ‘Xuewu’ be real?
But old Jerry would never lie to him.
Although Old Jerry guards the cells of the police station and is in charge of logistics, and is quite idle most of the time, Old Jerry will never joke about this kind of thing.
After that, the police station directly arranged for colleagues to follow him together, which proved that Jerry Lao was not lying.
However, before his colleagues arrived, Shosta received the news——
Councilman Mr. Barry was attacked!
The driver and bodyguards were all blown to pieces!
The colleague who has not come yet has gone to the scene.
And he has to continue to stick here.
"What happened in the past two days?"
"Why are so many things happening suddenly?"
"It's like a disaster is approaching!"
Shosta whispered to himself.
Snap!
The car window was suddenly tapped, and Shosta turned around and smiled.
It's his partner, Ann.
"Coffee, sandwiches."
Ann handed the breakfast to Shosta.
"Thanks!"
"What I need most right now is coffee and food!"
Shosta opened the car door and happily took the breakfast.
"How about it?"
An asked.
"Everything is normal. Winchester has not left since he returned to the Folklore Institute - there is only one door in this building, and I am sure he has not left."
Shosta replied with great certainty.
The ‘Folklore Research Institute’ is in a six-story building, with the only entrance and exit being the front door.
An nodded again, and then walked straight towards the 'Folklore Research Institute'.
Shosta followed immediately.
Goethe had just woken up when the two came to the second floor where the Folklore Institute was located and knocked on the door.
Facing the two people's inquiries about the 'Blood Crow', Goethe looked shocked.
"What?"
"'Xuewu' kills people?"
"Just kidding, of course 'Xuewu' is fake!"
"This is just a legend, and it is very rare. I have only seen it in a certain ancient book."
"We must believe in science!"
Goethe said righteously.
"Fake?"
"But Barry is dead!"
Shosta had a wry smile on his face.
If Barry hadn't died, to be honest, he wouldn't have believed it.
"Well, I think you could ask some ornithologists to see if anyone can tame crows."
Goethe suggested.
"Someone from the bureau is already asking."
Shosta replied.
Then, the kind male police officer continued to ask.
"Winchester, do you know anything else about the Blood Crow?"
"'Xuewu' doesn't kill people at will."
"It only causes trouble for bad people."
Goethe answered this.
His eyes couldn't help but look at An, who had been silent since entering here.
Similarly, the policewoman's eyes were also fixed on Goethe.
The two stared.
After a second, they staggered apart.
Goethe kept smiling.
The policewoman remained indifferent.
Siusta didn't realize this at all, he was still struggling with the matter of the 'Blood Crow'.
This simple and kind-hearted police officer was a little frightened.
"How does 'Xuewu' judge good people and bad people?"
