The patrolling bodyguards made Cleveland-Humphrey feel more at ease and in a happy mood. After getting off the car, he entered the door and went directly upstairs.
He had not had time to take a closer look before, so he had to appreciate the contents of the document again.
Of course, the bodyguard was also kicked out by him.
There are bodyguards everywhere in your home, and there is no safer place than home.
When he arrived at the room, Cleveland-Humphrey locked the door, threw the documents on the table, poured a glass of wine, sat on the sofa, and called Chi Feichi's fair-weather friend.
"Hi, friend, thank you so much!"
"What?"
"Although it cost a lot of money, it was worth it to get this thing!"
"Cleveland? What's wrong with you? I don't know what you're talking about..."
"Are you still pretending that this is not the case? Okay, okay, I understand. I will contact you after the matter is over!"
In the rear closet, Anderberg, wearing simple black clothes and a black peaked cap, opened the closet door a crack, observed the situation in the room, and quietly put on a gas mask.
Direct administration of medicine will leave traces of struggle, and fingerprints may also be left on the cheeks of the corpse.
If Cleveland is forced to take medicine at gunpoint, accidents are likely to happen. Once Cleveland resists, the bodyguards standing outside will rush in if he makes any noise.
If you knock a person unconscious and then give him medicine, the corpse will leave traces.
Even if Cleveland was put to sleep with sleeping pills first, the autopsy would still be able to detect residual sleeping pill ingredients.
Then the only way left is to use inhalation anesthesia to make Cleveland fall asleep. As long as the amount is controlled and the sleeping gas is allowed to disperse out of the window later, no trace will be left...
On the sofa, Clifford didn't notice someone staring at him in the closet behind him. After hanging up the phone, he took out a packet of powder from his pocket.
In the closet, Anderberg was stunned for a moment and didn't move anymore. He just stood in the closet wearing a gas mask and waited.
After more than ten minutes, Cleveland's mental state began to drift.
Underberg held the gun tightly in his right hand, quietly opened the closet door and walked out, until he walked up to Cleveland, who did not react as a normal person should.
"You? Why are you here?" Cleveland didn't know who Anderberg was, so he patted his side and said, "Sit down."
"I brought something for you," Anderberg handed the document in his arms to Cleveland with his gloved right hand, "Take a look."
"What?" Cleveland took the file and flipped through it casually.
Underberg was speechless, quietly picked up the documents on the table and put them away.
He originally brought the document so that it could be replaced with Cleveland's fingerprints after Cleveland's death.
I didn't expect this guy to be so cooperative...
"What kind of mess?" Cleveland threw the document on the table.
Anderberg took out a small box, opened it, took out the APTX-4869 inside, and put it in Cleveland's hand, "Then try this, it's good stuff."
"Really?" Cleveland happily took the medicine and swallowed it directly.
In less than a minute, Cleveland-Humphrey fell to the thick carpet, barely making a sound.
Anderburg knelt down, sniffed Cleveland, and took out his cell phone to make a call.
"Lark, the mission was successfully completed."
"Someone died?"
"No breathing."
"After cleaning up the traces, confirm whether he is dead, and then evacuate. The car is at the intersection and the keys are in the car. If an accident occurs, try to lead the person to the street and I will assist you in evacuating."
"Ok."
Anderberg checked the closet where he had been, cleaned up the strange traces, and checked Cleveland's breathing. He walked to the window, sprayed some mist on his body with a small spray bottle, took out his mobile phone and looked at it.
I checked the time, calculated it, verified the situation through the sounds coming from outside, and waited patiently.
A patrol officer with a dog passes by...
Another patrol passed by...
20 seconds!
The black shadow jumped out of the window, jumped to the first floor, and then ran to a shadow without stopping.
A group of bodyguards leading dogs passed by. The dog in front lowered its head and sniffed, noticing an unusual smell. However, the smell made it not cold at all, like some kind of weak creature.
Soon, the dog passed by without any reaction.
The black shadow rushed out quickly, climbed over the fence with minimal noise, jumped off the fence, ran to the street, got in the car, and left, all at once.
On a nearby building, Isao Takatori, who had shaken off his pursuer, was standing on the rooftop, observing the street with a telescope.
On the side, Chi Feichi put down his sniper rifle and did not leave in a hurry. He took out a match from his pocket and lit a cigarette. He put the extinguished match stem back into the matchbox and took out his mobile phone to send an email, "Can you do it?"
The location of Humphrey's house was very particular. There was no suitable sniper spot nearby. It was a high vantage point that was very suitable for observing the nearby streets, but the courtyard and front windows could not be seen. It faced an oblique angle of the house.
That's why he asked Anderburg to lead people to the street if there was an accident. He would snipe from a distance and cooperate with Anderburg to evacuate.
He didn't know how Anderborg acted inside, but the speed he had just jumped off the wall and ran into the car would have made him a champion in an international sprint competition.
And the speed of driving away was also very smooth.
Takatori Yannan recalled the behavior of the black figure he saw, and nodded heavily, "No problem!"
"Let's go." Chi Feichi finished sending the email on his mobile phone, squatted down, and packed up his sniper rifle, "You will follow me later."
Next, there will be several waves of people trying to confirm whether Cleveland-Humphrey is dead.
At the same time, there will be people who will confirm the police investigation, verify whether there was anything wrong with Anderberg's actions, and whether the police determined that the death was normal, suicide or homicide.
Whether they will take follow-up actions will also be decided based on these.
…
That night, Chi Feichi stayed in the room and typed on the computer.
Another person has been added to APTX-4869's list. He brought the medicine and he has to leave a code name to sign.
As for the ‘Status’ column, it still needs to be confirmed.
When a core member confirms Cleveland's death, the status will be changed to death and then signed.
If no one sees the body, the status will change to unknown in a few days until a core member can confirm the death and sign the death status.
Chi Feichi did not look at it further. After confirming that Cleveland-Humphrey's name had been added, he withdrew from the list, sent an email to Feimo, and went to some local forums in Boston.
Looking for posts, looking for posts about vampires.
There have been a lot of vampire rumors recently, but he was looking for some old legends in the city.
While Chi Feichi was browsing the forum, Feimo flew into the house from the window, "Huh... the snow has begun to melt, but it's still so cold. Master, what do you want from me?"
"Come here and take a look at this..."
Chi Feichi moved the computer a little to the left so that Feimo could see the photos and introduction on the screen.
It was the priest who baptized Hiroki Sawada, Joshua.
Recently, in some forums where ghosts are discussed, in addition to the Halloween vampire issue, the priest has been making a fuss.
Some people say that vampires really appeared and were messengers of the devil, coming to induce their priests to fall.
Yes, most of the posters called Joshua ‘our priest’, which shows how much Joshua was revered by Christians before.
Judging from the information revealed by some posters, Joshua was baptized as a Christian since he was a child. He graduated from a university majoring in philosophy and became a godfather. It has been more than 30 years now.
Joshua, who just turned 60 today, is a fervent Christian. He believes in the existence of God, adheres to the creed that believers should abide by, has performed baptism ceremonies for countless people, and is also the listener and comforter of many Christians when they confess.
After he left the church and disappeared, many people missed his goodness. Although these same people were angry before, they felt that Joshua's high fever was because he was not pious enough and because he had violated the Lord's will...
Looking back, in the posts from the past two days, someone was showing off that he went to the hospital to curse Joshua, and even threw the books on Joshua's desk.
Feimo squatted in front of the computer and watched.
Feichi also leaned over with great interest, watching what happened to Joshua in the past few days, and couldn't help but said, "Master, humans are really weird. They were the ones who blamed and expelled Joshua a few days ago. Now,
They are also the ones who miss Joshua..."
"Human beings are inherently complicated." Fei Mo tilted his head and looked at the screen. "What does the master mean by saying that this person can be used? Let him be the legal holder of the house in our stronghold?"
"He has been inseparable from faith in his life. For such a person, you only need to pretend to be a ghost in the past, and you can get loyalty beyond your imagination." Chi Feichi said, "Of course, he can no longer stay here. You can let him
He went to other places to do other things, to step in for you and me, to buy some real estate and prepare your stronghold in advance. You can call on him again if necessary."
Before he saw these experiences of Joshua, he never imagined that such a person existed in the world.
The military official behind Ichiro Saruwatari was persistent enough and continued to worship every week, but he was not very particular about his behavior. Joshua was under the supervision of the people, and to the point where he was spurned by the original believers, no one exposed it.
What wrong thing did you do?
The only thing wrong was that he had a high fever for no apparent reason.
Listening to faith, talking about faith, and abiding by the rules of faith every day, even if you originally had other thoughts in your heart, after more than 30 years, you will become accustomed to faith and become a fanatical practitioner of faith.
"Where should we go to find him?" Fei Mo was a little regretful, "I knew I would have let the crows keep an eye on him. It's a pity that I didn't pay attention to such a person before. Now he has hidden and can't even find other people."
he……"
Chi Feichi brought up another web page, "Here."
On the webpage is a forum post from six years ago, with some deliberately eerie photos and text descriptions.
This is an old house, and there is no ancient vampire legend, but a murder occurred there. The owner went crazy and killed two people with the method of 'piercing'.
The prototype of the vampire Count Dracula was Vlad III, the Archduke of Wallachia in the Middle Ages.
Vlad III once impaled more than 20,000 Turkish soldiers on spears, and then inserted the spears into the ground, allowing the corpses on the spears to bleed out of blood and slowly rot. It is precisely because of this that "impalement" is used in legends
In the process of evolution, it also became a way of killing for the vampire Count Dracula.
The reason why the owner of that old house killed people like this was that he was an extremist who worshiped vampires.
"Before and after Joshua's accident, vampire rumors were very popular. After the original belief collapsed, he probably believed the vampire rumors and went there." Chi Feichi called up other web pages, all of which were different forum posts, "
Although the church has sent many people to look for him, and has also focused on finding places with vampire legends, and here is no exception, he is still most likely to be hiding here..."