He gained a lot of valuable knowledge from this respectable elder and gained a general understanding of the other side of the world.
It just feels like something is not quite right...
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The weather in New York today is the same as ever. The industrial revolution brought convenient living conditions but also polluted air.
The gray sky makes people feel extremely depressed.
The carriage swayed down the street, and a car drove up from time to time.
At this moment, a harsh sound came from the other side of the street. A Harley single-cylinder motorcycle roared through the streets and alleys. The violent vibrations scared the surrounding pedestrians and drove them away.
However, the motorcycle rider didn't care and continued to fly crazily.
The black trench coat rustled behind him.
He was not wearing a helmet, but was wearing a red iron mask that covered half of his face. His flamboyant white hair was dancing wantonly behind his head, and his wolf-like forest green eyes were slightly narrowed, obviously enjoying himself a lot.
Such crazy excitement.
The motorcycle stopped in front of a townhouse.
A policeman in black uniform saw the roaring motorcycle and quickly stepped forward to stop it.
"This place has been blocked, no one is interested..."
An older police officer beside him quickly interrupted the young policeman: "This is specially invited by Chief William!"
"Ah..." The young policeman was stunned for a moment and looked at the weird motorcycle man in front of him.
The man didn't pay attention to the little policeman's words. He stepped out of the car and casually scratched his white hair. Only then did others notice a sudden strand of black hair on his forehead.
The red iron mask covered half of his face, and only his eyes and pale skin could be seen. The exposed face was very young, looking to be in his early twenties at most.
But no one would notice how young he looked, because his eyes were as cold as a bloodthirsty wolf. Everyone who looked directly at him felt fear.
The man was wearing a belt tied under his black windbreaker, and he was obviously carrying some dangerous items.
There was a strong ferocity in his whole body, and he looked like a cruel and dangerous terrorist.
He walked straight into the police circle. The little policeman couldn't help but step back, fearing that this guy would pull out a gun and kill them all in the next second.
The dangerous man completely ignored the little policeman's reaction.
He walked directly into the apartment, ignoring the cordon.
"Can you please be more low-key every time you appear?" A police officer with a beard gritted his teeth and stared at the guy in front of him. "I can hear the terrible sound of your motorcycle from a distance! You know, this case can't be solved yet.
public!"
"Then shall I go?"
The motorcycle man finally spoke, his tone full of cynicism.
The bearded police officer had veins pulsing in his forehead and his blood pressure kept rising.
He tried hard to comfort himself in his heart, it was okay, this bastard who had his own way of speaking was always so irritating.
"William, it's you who asked me for help." The man on the motorcycle raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically.
"..." The bearded police officer is the Chief William mentioned by the police outside, and he is also the boss of this police district.
He really didn't want to call this bastard unless he had to.
Every time I cooperate with him, I have to give up half my life.
No one can stand this bastard's bad temper.
Officer William rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and tried to say in a calm tone: "Jiesen, I'm glad you can come. On behalf of..."
"Don't talk nonsense," the motorcycle man named Jason interrupted Officer William and said bluntly, "Tell me what happened here quickly, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."
"..." Officer William once again scolded this bastard countless times in his heart, and then said with a straight face: "You can go and take a look, the situation is very difficult."
Jason raised his eyebrows.
He knew that Officer William was an experienced veteran who had accepted numerous cases, and there were only a few cases that made Officer William find them difficult.
It seems that this time it will definitely not be easy.
The rental apartments here are close to the city center and the stock exchange. Although the rent is relatively expensive, the security conditions and infrastructure are very complete, and they are very popular among various financial professionals.
People who live here are generally people related to the financial field.
Jason followed Officer William to a door blocked by the police.
Officer William stopped when he reached the door and motioned for Jason to go in alone.
Jason glanced at Officer William and opened the door in front of him.
As soon as he entered the door, he smelled an unimaginable stench. It was a disgusting smell that went straight to the depths of his soul. Even if he wore a mask, he could not stop this penetrating stench at all.
The moment Jason opened the door, Officer William stepped back a long way and covered his nose. He was obviously well prepared.
Jason just frowned slightly and walked in.
The floor of the apartment is paved with Persian carpets, elegant and exquisite chandeliers, neatly arranged mahogany furniture, and valuable ceramic tableware, all showing the excellent economic conditions and life taste of the owner of the apartment.
It's a pity...
Jason stared blankly at the twisted human body embedded in the carpet.
The face was half rotten, and it clearly showed the terror before death. One eyeball barely hung in its socket, while the other one was decorated with the carpet pattern, and a beautiful flower bloomed.
A disgusting green slurry flowed out of the corpse, and a vibrant grassland was spread out on the carpet.
The carpet and the corpse were perfectly blended together, revealing a strange beauty, but it was so abhorrent that even just a glance was enough to make people panic and have nightmares.
"It's quite artistic." Jason commented with great interest.
Officer William retched outside.
He didn't go in with Jason, but just thinking about that scene made him unable to suppress the nausea in his heart.
"Who is the deceased?" Jason asked.
Officer William suppressed his discomfort: "The deceased's name was Edward White, and he worked at the New York Stock Exchange..."
Jason walked around the carpet, listening to Officer William's words casually, but staring unblinkingly at the strange masterpiece in front of him.
He even leaned down, stretched out his gloved hand, and dipped a little green corpse liquid on it, thinking deeply.
"Any suspects?"
"Yes." Officer William nodded, "Edward is good at financial fraud, and his last victim, Howard Wilson, is highly suspect."