Deep in Colin's consciousness, above the five yellow clouds, a new black iron statue appeared in the cage to the west, looking exactly like the man in the suit.
With the slightest contact, there are endless twisted, chaotic, scarlet, crazy... memory fragments come like a torrent, like countless impressionist and abstract paintings, accompanied by countless whispers and wild laughter,
Filled in Colin's heart!
Inexplicably, a violent, wanton, and arrogant impulse appeared in his consciousness, urging him to kill! To enjoy! To enslave!
In an instant, he felt as if another person had entered his mind, wanting to occupy the magpie's nest and take control of his body!
"What a domineering will! But..." He gritted his teeth, his consciousness withstood the invasion, and there was a firm look in his eyes, "You are already dead!"
This sentence sounded the death knell of the dead person, echoing repeatedly in the consciousness, and finally dispelled the tyrannical consciousness that grew out of countless memory fragments!
Immediately, Colin's consciousness passed through countless flashes of light, saw many vague and cruel fragments, and arrived in front of a high wall.
Under the blood-colored sky, the white high wall was flashing with spiritual light, and sporadic fireworks and two holy marks could be seen.
One is milky white and the other is pitch black.
"Second-level transcendent, Luther Will Bayer!"
"Your analysis is a bit outrageous." Captain Robin, wearing a brown trench coat, shook his head.
"Ah? Yes! This person is Colin Varland, here...his home is in the building opposite!" Devlin replied nervously.
"I understand." Captain Robin stopped in front of the corpse and lightly ordered, "Miss Moran, measure the spiritual concentration here."
"Do you know this person, Miss Morland?"
Captain Robin pointed to the corpse and said, "If my guess is correct, this man is the Wrist Slitter."
Devlin looked curious and nervous.
Sudden!
bite.
"Ah, the clue, um," Devlin racked his brains, and finally he saw the door that was split into two, "Ah, that's it, Mr. Varlan ran here and brutally murdered the owner of this room.
Yes! They may have had neighbor conflicts, yes! Colin Varland lived across the street! They were very close, maybe there was a quarrel, and then Mr. Varland jumped into the house and committed a brutal murder! This is too
It’s scary! I didn’t expect him to be such a person. We need to protect the scene and arrest...him? Captain Robin?"
"Ah?" Devlin's face was full of surprise, and then she became even more nervous, "Why do you ask? You have also seen the captain's body with your own eyes!"
Then, the red-haired girl exclaimed: "There are two values. One of them has a weird residual level of 2.7, which is a normal second-order value, but the other weird residual level jumps repeatedly between 2.2 and 3.3, with an average of 3.0! This
It’s a third-order numerical value! Could it be that..."
He was very tall and thin, and he seemed to be followed by the wind as he walked. After walking out of the elevator, he looked around, and finally his eyes were fixed on the unconscious Colin.
Under the illumination of the spiritual light, Colin got the corresponding information.
Devlin looked confused: "Oh, I'm really not good at this. I didn't even notice the real cause of death of our captain unless Mr. Varlan reminded me before. Yes, Mr. Varland is a good man, and he is definitely not the murderer. What do you think?
Captain Robin?"
Later, when she noticed the trench coat man's frown, Devlin's voice gradually became weaker.
"Then I understand." Captain Robin nodded and said, "I captured Jameson's spiritual aura here, but after careful inspection, I found that it was somewhat different, and it was much stronger than his spiritual strength, so
It’s become obvious.”
She saw the red and white stuff painted all over the wall, then looked at the corpse with its head shot, and Colin who fell unconscious on the ground. She fell into a state of complete confusion, and then she covered her mouth and nose, her stomach churning.
.
"A place where the spiritual power is so boiling must be the location of a battle!"
Just after Colin fell, less than two minutes later, the sound of breaking through the air came from a distance.
Wow!
A pane of glass in the corridor suddenly shattered, and a red-haired woman wearing a large suit and black-rimmed glasses jumped in.
Devlin seemed to have woken up from a dream. She took out a pocket watch from her arms and ran to the end of the corridor. Completely ignoring the blood and stench, she opened the pocket watch and pressed a switch, and a thin, ultraviolet-like light hit her.
on the body's wounds.
"Don't be so nervous." Captain Robin looked away from the corpse, "I already understand the whole process of the matter."
"Sure enough, it's just as I thought. When the text message was parsed and the address was located here, I knew it was related to this person." Captain Robin nodded and looked at the body at the end of the corridor, "So,
Do you have any clues about the situation here?" As he spoke, he took steps and began to patrol around.
First, he experienced a fierce battle, endured the burning of his soul, and faced off against the soul of the wrist-slitter. Now he had to analyze the extraordinary foundation of the wrist-slitter, and he was exhausted.
"Let me ask first," Captain Robin looked at the female team member, "Are you sure Jameson is dead?"
Devlin became more and more confused. She hesitated and asked again: "So, what exactly happened here?"
She raised her head and looked at Captain Robin with an expression as if she was facing a formidable enemy: "Recently, no third-level people from other cities have visited Bursonburg! According to the Management Act, extraordinary people who exceed the second level must enter and exit the central region in advance.
It takes three days to report! Is it someone who has not registered?”
"He has the trait 'bloodthirsty' and the ability 'blood stained'..."
After Devlyn Moran stood firm, she turned around and glanced at Colin and the body next to the wall, with a look of shock on her face.
Boundless fatigue hit him, and Colin didn't even have time to react. His consciousness was swallowed up by fatigue, and then his vision went dark, and he couldn't stay awake at all——
"What's going on?"
The sound of the elevator arriving sounded, and then the elevator door opened, and a slightly cold voice came from it——
He fainted.
"What on earth is going on?" She carefully knelt down and felt Colin's breath.
The man who spoke was wearing a brown trench coat, had an angular face, slightly slender eyes, and his hair was meticulously combed and shiny.
"When you encounter something you don't understand, the first thing to do is to observe the scene."
"The wrist-slitter?" Devlin was stunned, then her face changed drastically, "That crazy serial killer, the wrist-slitter, died here? Who did it?" She looked at the unconscious Colin, "It can't be Mr. Varlan.
Bar."
Then...
"The wrist-slitter came here for this Colin Varlan." Captain Robin was confident. Everything that happened here seemed to be reappearing in his eyes. "The beginning of the matter was in the opposite room, in Colin Varland.
In Lin Varland's apartment. The sudden visit of the wrist-slitter forced Colin Varland to flee in panic."
Devlin wondered: "Mr. Varlan could not be the opponent of the wrist-slitter. Why did he survive in the end, but the wrist-slitter died?"
"The reason is very simple." Captain Robin looked solemn, "There is a third person here! An unregistered transcendent of at least the third level!"
The partners and the eldest lady in the store were all confused. They only made phone calls all night, and the update was late...