"What?" Eden suddenly stopped talking when he saw Linn staring at him, feeling uncomfortable all over.
"Move your head to the side." Linn looked at Eden without blinking.
"oh."
"Not the right side, the left side."
"good……"
When Eden moved his head, Linn narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a few times, then stood up and walked over, pulling out a scripture from the bookshelf behind Eden.
Eden followed and looked: "What's going on?"
"This book..." Lin En tried hard to recall the scene when she searched the house of Peter, a man who lives alone. "The man who lives alone I am staying at tonight also has a copy in his house..."
"Then what?"
"Then?" Lin En looked at the book, "Don't you think it's a bit of a coincidence?"
"Isn't this a coincidence? Many people are religious, so it's normal to have scriptures at home. Especially, didn't you say that this Peter's house contains more than just books? There are so many books, and there is a scripture sandwiched between them. I can't think of anything strange about it.
"Eden didn't think there was anything unusual about this matter.
Lin En didn't know if he had entered a sensitive state, so he did not reply to Eden, but silently opened the book and scanned it.
The content of this book mainly tells some mythical stories, how demons bring harm to the world, and how gods save the world.
"When checking what the deceased had in common before, did you check that they all believed in gods or something?" Lin En asked again after a while.
"Belief in gods..." Eden held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the other sheriffs present. "This is a very common thing. It is no different from eating or drinking, so I haven't checked it."
Lin En first went out and looked outside. Seeing that there were no priests or believers, he returned to the scripture room and faced everyone: "Is there a possibility that all these victims are believers? It may not be the most common one, but they believe in evil spirits. Then
Was he seduced by someone with malicious intentions, and finally committed suicide and became a sacrificial object in some evil ritual?"
The scripture room was deathly quiet.
"Just...just because you saw the same book in one of the deceased's houses?" Eden's eyes were complicated, and he obviously couldn't accept this direction of Lynn. "Isn't it a bit too far-fetched?"
"It's not that I doubt this church, but this opened up my mind." Lynn explained, "I now increasingly doubt that these people really committed suicide, rather than someone sneaking into their homes, or somewhere else.
He committed the murder with his own hands. Only in this way can we explain why there were no traces of the murderer at the scene in the past few times. This time we watched so closely and still didn't find any clues."
A police officer said pessimistically: "If we hadn't gone there to commit the crime in person, I'm afraid it would be more difficult for us to find out..."
"In this case, I will go to Father Fitch and ask if there are any groups that believe in evil spirits nearby. You can also go to other places and ask." Linn found the route that best explained it at present.
"I have been investigating here for so long, but I have never heard of the existence of such a sect." Eden poured cold water on Linn.
"Then do you have any better ideas?" Linn asked.
Eden was silent for a few seconds: "I'll check again."
"Yeah." Linn went out first and found Father Fitch in the confessional.
All the lonely people in the hall are resting.
Lin En simply started chatting with Father Fitch in the confessional: "Father Fitch, there is something I want to ask you about."
"Please speak." The confessional is divided into two spaces, with a partition in the middle. Father Fitch is listening in the other space.
"Is there any sect that believes in evil spirits in Crean Street?"
"Why do you ask?"
"I suspect that the current ten victims were all bewitched by sects that believe in evil spirits and chose to commit suicide." Lin En sat among them, feeling that he was confiding his affairs to the priest and praying for God's forgiveness. "
The victims are all concentrated on Crean Street, so if such a sect exists, it should only be active here."
Father Fitch took a few seconds and replied: "Over the years, I have indeed heard of the existence of some illegitimate sects. They seek wealth and murder, and use believers to do all kinds of evil. But I have lived on Kling Street for many years.
I’ve never heard of it here.”
Everyone's answer so far is that there is no such evil sect on Crean Street.
Have you hit a wall again...
Lynn took a deep breath: "How long have you been a priest?"
"Ten years." Father Fitch said.
"Then your qualifications are high enough, do you think this is possible?" Linn hopes to seek professional help.
"Are you referring to the possibility that the residents who died on Kling Street during this period were bewitched by sects that believe in evil spirits?" Father Fitch pondered, "I'm sorry, before I became a priest, I was just an ordinary person.
I'm a doctor. I'm not involved in solving crimes, so I can't give you any precise analysis."
"You only need to answer whether this is possible."
"Yes. Most of the sects that believe in evil spirits act in extreme ways. It is not uncommon for believers to commit mass suicide and perform weird sacrificial rituals." Father Fitch gave his answer under Linn's persistent questioning.
Then this conjecture is established.
If this is the case, there is only one difficulty left.
That is, to uncover this evil organization hiding in Crean Street.
"Thank you." Linn thanked Father Fitch and was about to open the door and return to the scripture room to share his progress with Eden and others. "By the way, why don't you take a rest at this late hour?"
"Too many things happened tonight, let me help see if there is anything else you need my help with."
"Sorry to trouble you." Linn kept an eye on him and launched a test on Father Fitch. "The instigator of all this is really a bastard. Sooner or later we will catch this scumbag who killed other people."
Father Fitch showed no hostility.
The test passed.
"Stop talking, I'll go over first." Linn put aside a little doubt about Father Fitch, returned to the scripture room, and shared Father Fitch's opinion with others, "... From this point of view, the murderer may not really be
It's what we expected. Our previous investigation route went astray."
"But I have never heard of such an organization existing in Kling Street, and I have not received similar reports from other places." Eden looked embarrassed, "Tswold is such a big city, it is really difficult to find it like this."
"They only did it on Klin Street, so they must hide in Klin Street. I think it may have to be hard on everyone, as well as all the residents of Klin Street." Lin En had a bold idea.
Eden instantly realized what Lynn was thinking: "Do you want to conduct an interview with everyone on Kling Street?"
"Yes, and it's best to start now. I believe that if there is such an evil organization on Kling Street, some residents will be more or less aware of it." Lin En said, "It can be said that we are very far away from the truth now.
There may be only a thin line between them."
"This..." Eden hesitated.
There was too much pressure on him.
He took the case on his own initiative and signed a military order with the director.
There was not enough manpower, so the director waved his hand and used all available manpower to support his work.
The solitary residents on Crean Street are required to receive unified protection. Except for the victims, other situations are also very cooperative.
But what’s the result?
After so long of investigation, the murderer still hasn't been found, and five people died tonight!
If the residents of Kling Street were called up in the middle of the night for investigation, nothing would be gained in the end.
His situation will be critical.
"Or... investigate during the day?" Eden suggested with difficulty.
When the residents are awake during the day, if we conduct an investigation at this time, we will encounter less resistance and if the subsequent investigation does not reveal the situation, the residents will be less resentful.
But Linn couldn't wait any longer.
He will have to be killed by daybreak.
Moreover, the mission description said that if the case cannot be solved tonight, the culprit will lie dormant for a year.
If there really is an evil organization, this probably means that they will flee after tonight.
"We must start now." Therefore, he insisted, "If there is really an evil organization that is bewitching residents and using their lives to perform some kind of sacrifice, then what happened tonight is probably the last part of this ritual."
If you miss tonight, the uncertainty will be even greater. If you miss it, you will really miss it forever."
No one here asked Linn why he said tonight was likely to be the last part of the ceremony.
This is obvious.
Before, one person died every two days, but today five people died.
The sudden surge in efficiency must mean something has changed.
The scripture room once again ushered in deathly silence.
The sheriffs all looked at Eden.
As members of the Public Security Bureau, they also know how great the pressure is on Eden. This time they overturned Crean Street and mobilized all their manpower. If there is still no harvest, I am afraid that Eden will have to get out.
"Lynn, how sure are you about this matter?" Eden asked with rare caution.
"I really want to give you some comfort, but to be honest, I can't guarantee that after investigating all the residents of Klin Street, we can find the murderer." Lin En has always been sincere towards sincere people.
"Huh..." Eden held the unlit cigarette tightly in his hand and began to weigh it.
"The only guarantee I can give you is that I will definitely find the murderer before dawn." Linn used the words within his power to push Eden to make a difficult decision, "And a comprehensive visit to the residents of Klin Street is the most effective way at present.
There is hope.”
"What about you? What do you think?" Eden looked at Gotha, Paul and other confidants.
Gotha and Paul looked at each other without saying a word.
They really wanted to find the murderer, but they were also afraid that supporting Eden in a comprehensive investigation of Crean Street would cause big trouble for the respected chief.
In the end, all Eden received in response was silence.
"Adjutant Eden." Just when Eden was about to speak, Gotha stood up, "I support all your decisions and am willing to share responsibilities with you."
"Me too." Paul agreed.
"Me too."
"Me too."
The other magistrates were inspired and expressed their stance in unison.
Eden couldn't help but be moved, and his heart changed from panic to extremely determined: "...Okay, let's investigate. No matter what the result is, we have done our best for this job and the responsibilities on our shoulders, and we have a clear conscience."