Apart from the scars on the corpses and the stone statue of Poseidon, the appearance of the murderer could be vaguely determined, but it was still impossible to know how the corpses ended up in the wishing pool.
Under the illumination of the holy light, there are no valuable clues around. It seems that these 17 corpses first appeared in the wishing fountain with their limbs and arms broken.
Things seem to be reaching a dead end.
Milton was struggling in his heart. If he arranged rituals and prayed to Uriel, the archangel in charge of criminal law, he would definitely get the results he wanted. But in this world without demons, the energy consumption could not be replenished at all, and the only remaining
The Holy Light only has one chance to communicate with angels. Whether to waste the opportunity here is worthy of his careful consideration.
Some of the remaining plutocrats and bureaucrats who had some thoughts in their minds did not know what Milton was thinking about. They thought that the so-called bishop was just a foreign gunman, not good at academics, or a pure liar. Many people
There was a faint hint of indifference in their eyes, and their eyes were darting between each other as if they were communicating something.
"My God, what is this!"
JC exclaimed, but when everyone turned to look at the wishing pool, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the pool.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and when no one could see clearly what happened, JC, who was standing on the base of the Poseidon statue, disappeared. Only the dark red pool water below was still violently rolling and rippling.
Almost at the next moment, the clear and melodious sound of firearms being loaded rang out, and countless firearms were pointed at the wishing fountain.
There were crackling, crackling sounds like fried beans in my ears. Golden warheads were jumping everywhere on the ground, water splashed in the wishing pool, and almost every square centimeter was ruthlessly strafed by the metal storm.
What happens when metal bullets are fired densely at a man-made landscape and the distance between the shooter and the target is short?
Ricochet!
The bullets fired on the stone slabs were flying randomly in the violent collision. Fortunately for the JCs, they were well prepared and wore heavy body protection. Although the ricocheting bullets hurt their bodies, at least there was no unnecessary danger.
But those bureaucrats and plutocrats who were close to the wishing fountain were in bad luck. The scattered bullets picked up a lucky person. The bullet entered from the sternum, passed through the collarbone, and drew a beautiful tearing curve in the body.
Blocked by scapula.
His whole body went limp in an instant. Under his not-so-thick suit, bright red blood was surging like a clear spring. He opened and closed his mouth and wanted to say something, but the rapidly passing blood no longer allowed him to speak loudly.
After a round of shooting with no results, the JCs quickly stopped shooting. It was only then that a forensic doctor dared to come forward to check the injury of the lucky man, and then called his companions to take away the injured person and his residual limbs.
During the process, almost everyone looked at the scarlet water of the Wishing Fountain with complicated expressions.
They had just been recovering bodies from the wishing pool where unknown horrors lurked, and they were on a thin line between life and death.
But how is it possible? The wishing pool is obviously just a fountain, and the depth of the water in the pool is limited. Even if the water in the pool looks a little turbid due to the contamination of blood, if an adult-sized creature hides in it, it will definitely be discovered after the body is recovered halfway through the process.
"Stop shooting and put some distance between you and the wishing fountain."
Senior officials responsible for dispatching and commanding at the front line arranged the scene in an orderly manner.
"Peripheral control, a team comes in and asks these gentlemen to leave the scene obediently."
As soon as he finished speaking, a JC in uniform came over, half respectfully, half forcibly, and led these plutocrats and bureaucrats away from the scene.
"General Administration, please bring in some small underwater equipment. I need to check the underwater situation."
"Who, go and prepare some water pipes, connect them to a nearby fire hydrant, and then throw them into the pool. Wait for my permission to throw them into the pool water to clean the fountain. The others raised their guns to enforce law!"
After the on-site commander arranged everything according to the original disposal method, he stepped forward with a smile on his face and made a gesture of invitation to Milton, who was wearing casual clothes:
"Before coming, the director instructed me to obey the bishop's orders in all matters except for death and routine matters."
"Sounds so complicated." Glancing at the smiling command staff, Milton waved his hands expressionlessly: "What's the difference between having such a right and not having it?"
"Just stand there and wait!"
"laugh!"
He hummed softly through his nose and stepped past the commanders who were obviously relieved. On Milton's raised left hand, a ring inlaid with pure white crystal was rapidly blooming.
In a moment, the light condensed as if he had held a small ball of light in his hand.
Illumination is a holy light spell developed from magic with extremely simple effects.
Although the light emitted by the illumination technique was bright, it was not dazzling. Then, as Milton gently swung his left hand, the ball of light was like a falling dandelion, gently floating over a distance of more than ten meters and then slowly falling into the water. The next moment
, the turbid and dim pool water was illuminated. Although it was still scarlet in general, it could be seen clearly within a range of three or four meters around the light ball.
Seeing Milton's actions, the commander immediately summoned his subordinates to retrieve the drone from the J car at the intersection. Using instruments to obtain images would result in far less losses than manual operations.
But before the drone was brought, the surrounding sights focused on the wishing pool saw something unexpected happening below the light ball of the illumination technique. It should have been the bottom of the fountain pool paved with stone slabs. Even if it was lifted.
When you open the stone slab, you can only find soil and rock formations that lead directly to the mantle. It turned into a body of water at some point.
As the light ball continued to descend, the dark and deep water also infiltrated people's hearts bit by bit. The next moment, a purple-black shadow suddenly appeared from below in the dark red water, and a bloody mouth opened.
The mouth swallowed the light ball of illumination.
The water in the pool returned to its turbid and scarlet color again, but this time the people surrounding the wishing pool subconsciously took a step or two back, as if they were still frightened.
Although at a quick glance just now, they only saw a purple-black outline, for humans, fear is not just about intimidating themselves with crazy persecution based on half-knowledge.
"call!"
An illumination ball of light lit up in Milton's hand, and when he threw the ball of light, he lit another one without hesitation.
After the light balls landed in the pool water, they did not continue to dive as before, but instead floated at the top of the pool water. At the same time, Milton looked back at the commander at the scene: "Aerial photography records the appearance of this thing.