"Ding, ding, ding, ding!" The phone rang one after another. Dean Charles was disturbed by the sudden ringing, and his face darkened. He thought to himself that if this is not an important matter, then the caller will definitely be in trouble for you.
Although I am unhappy and still thinking about it in my heart, I still have to answer the phone in case there is something important!
"I'm Charles, who are you?"
"Dean, this is Ralph, and I found the information you want." A thick voice said from the other end of the phone.
"That tattoo?"
"Yes, Dean."
"There is a tattoo on the chest of a man kneeling on the ground with no scalp and covered in blood. This kind of tattoo first appeared in the Netherlands and appeared in West Sussex in southern England two years ago, mainly in the Chichester area."
"The tattoo belongs to an organization called ①'The Church of Divine Light'. They promote 'the end of the world and the ascension of souls'. Their peripheral members have that tattoo on their chests." Ralph's thick voice came through the microphone with unusual clarity.
, even a little deafening.
"Why did they come to London?" Dean Charles asked in a deep voice.
"That's not clear. It took a long time to get this news." Relf said that he had tried his best.
"Is there any other related news?"
"The Sussex County officials once organized a siege against them because a local nobleman spread doomsday speeches everywhere and even burned his family members to death. The nobleman later committed suicide and died.
Before he died, he told everyone that he would repent to the light." Ralph told a true incident that had happened in the 'Shenguang Church'.
"The encirclement and suppression failed, right?" Dean Charles asked after taking a sip of coffee.
"No, most of the members of the 'Shenguang Church' in that area died, and no one survived. Most of them died when they couldn't escape, and only a few people escaped." Relf said.
"Can you find out which country they are in?"
"No one knows which country or region their base camp is in. Their leader Wayne in Sussex County escaped, and there was nothing gained except a pile of ashes." Relf told what he learned
Dean.
"Ah! By the way, there is this sentence that Wayne said, 'The disasters happening in the world now are no accident. We are approaching the end of the world as horrific as in the Book of Revelation in the Bible.' He said that only
Only by joining the great 'Church of Divine Light' can we avoid the doomsday disaster." There was a faint sound of flipping through paper on the other end of the phone.
"You said that the tattoos of their outer members are people without scalps and kneeling on the ground covered in blood. Do the internal members also have tattoos? What do they look like?" Dean Charles suddenly remembered the tattoo that Ralph mentioned at the beginning.
Then he asked.
"According to the information obtained, apart from the leader Wayne, only two of the leaders of the group of cultists in Sussex County were insiders, and the rest were all peripheral members. All three of them later ran away and died.
They are all peripheral members. No one knows whether the internal members have tattoos. Even if anyone knew about it, they were turned into ashes." Ralph said while flipping through the information on the phone.
"Dean, I arranged for someone to send you a piece of information that I found. It contains images of the time and more detailed events that happened in Sussex County. There is also a piece of information that records a small number of events that happened in Sussex County.
What happened in the Netherlands," Relf said.
"Okay, I will deposit your money in the Bank of England." Dean Charles admired Ralph's ability to do things, even though he did not bring him any more important news this time.
After saying that, just as Dean Charles was about to hang up the phone, Ralph on the other end of the phone suddenly said: "Dean, when my people were investigating this cult, they discovered that the Secret Intelligence Service was also secretly investigating."
"Are you sure?" When he suddenly heard the news, his tone suddenly became serious.
"Dean, those guys' weapons and equipment can be said to be the best in the UK. They are famous internationally for eavesdropping and assassination. How could I not know that?"
"What's more, I've seen one of them at your place. There was a photo of them in the information bag I gave you. It's not very clear but you can identify who it is." Ralph said with certainty, very sure of himself.
Won't admit mistakes.
"Okay, I will pay you separately after confirming the news." Charles said that he would not treat those who work for him badly.
"That's great! Dean." Ralph had never expected to benefit from this news, but now he was pleasantly surprised.
"Okay, I have something to do here." After saying that, he hung up the phone first. After hanging up the receiver, Charles sat on the sofa and pondered, thinking about the news brought by Ralph.
The person who attacked his son obviously wanted to target himself. He could have killed his son but instead just wounded him, or wanted to kidnap him. In order to coerce him, the failure of the task caused the other party to lose patience and kill him directly. The killer and
If it is related to a cult, then this matter will be difficult to handle. After all, those people are crazy lunatics, but there is no guarantee that they will do something extreme.
Thinking of this, Dean Charles immediately picked up the phone and called Lieutenant Avery. There were soldiers at the hospital in London who were watching the phone to notify the Lieutenant at the police station at any time.
The call was received by the guarding soldiers. Dean Charles directly issued an order to the soldiers, asking them to monitor the entire hospital around the clock, not to let down their guard against any stranger, and to guard the hospital in shifts to prevent accidents from happening at all times.
"Ding, ding, ding!" A phone rang rapidly in the public office area of the Metropolitan Police Department. A young man wearing a police uniform and glasses picked up the phone and asked: "This is the Metropolitan Police Department. Who are you calling?
?”
"Is Ensign Avery from Dover here?"
"Sir, Lieutenant Avery is in the superintendent's office. Do you have anything important to do?" The young man's meaning was obvious. If there is nothing important, don't disturb the conversation of the superiors.
"I'm Charles Roberts." Dean Charles said his name directly without talking nonsense.
"Please wait a moment, Dean Charles." After saying that, the police officer gently put the phone on the table and ran to the superintendent's office.
"Dong dong dong!" The police officer knocked on the door of the first office on the second floor. After hearing the echo of people coming in, he opened the door and walked in.
The superintendent's office is a suite. The entrance is a 5-square-meter room. In addition to a wooden table and stools placed near the door, there is only an old European-style sofa leaning against the window.
A clothes hanger hung alone in the corner.
Behind the wooden table sat a young woman under thirty years old wearing a police uniform. She was not ugly but her appearance was compromised by her freckles. Her London accent could tell that she was a local. Behind the female police officer was a suite.
The inner room is also where the superintendent works, and the outer room is like a reception room. The female police officer looked at the police officer who walked in and asked: "Officer Chad, what can I do?"
"Miss Beverly, you are even more beautiful than yesterday." Chad looked at the female police officer and praised her. Everyone in the police department knew that she was a stinky and beautiful woman. If you don't praise her when you meet her, she will roll your eyes.
① Shenguang Church: It is based on the Sun Temple Cult and integrates many modern cult organizations on the original basis.