Detective Cole had some impressions of this last name because when he was investigating the disappearance of the little girl Fontenot last year, the former local sheriff who handled the disappearance case was named Childress.
Childress Family
Everyone bid farewell to the old lady and prepared to go to the tax bureau to check the company's business information.
When parting, Qin Zhibo suddenly turned around and extended his hand to say goodbye to the old lady.
"Take care, ma'am."
The old lady was stunned for a moment, and she felt a little fond of this polite young man, and a smile appeared on her rugged face.
"Young man, take care of yourself too."
At the moment when the palm of his hand came into contact with the old lady, Qin Zhibo silently started the [Investigation] and asked at the same time: "I would like to ask, what is the name of the local church that you and your husband attend?"
"It's called the Illuminati, why? Do you want to join the religion too?"
Qin Zhibo smiled and shook his head, "Thank you, I was just asking."
"Bye now"
Qin Zhibo turned around and left, looking down at his right hand.
No prompt appeared in the system, indicating that this old woman was not a member of the Yellow Seal Brotherhood.
The group went to the tax bureau to inquire about the business information of "Childries Family Maintenance Company" and soon found clues.
"The business license obtained in 1978. The main business project is to provide building maintenance for residences and schools. The legal person of the company is Billy Childress."
Detective Martin's voice was obviously more patient than when he first started investigating, while Detective Cole next to him was looking at the information on the computer without saying a word.
Qin Zhibo, who was also looking at the information, expressed his reasoning at this time.
"The old man said that a young man provided services to his family, so the murderer should be a young man."
"Can his family information be found out?"
Martin turned his head and cast a pleading look at Detective Cole.
The silent Cole didn't say anything, so Martin found relevant information in the police's population system.
"His son is William Lee Childress and his wife is Lizbeth Childress. He was born in 1944. The address listed on the driver's license is south of Highway 27."
After getting the address, the four people immediately drove to the target location to investigate.
The whole journey was silent.
When they arrived near the address, Qin Zhibo was about to get out of the car when he was stopped by Detectives Martin and Cole.
"The rest is up to us professional police officers. You just stay in the car."
Kudo Yusaku has no objection to this. Although he has solved countless cases, he does not have the habit of taking the lead in catching bad guys.
And Kudo Yusaku is not afraid of missing any important clues, because the scar-faced man is at least suspected of chasing and threatening a girl. This alone can bring him to the police station for investigation.
Qin Zhibo didn't say anything to his face, but after Martin and Detective Cole left, Qin Zhibo opened the door and got out of the car.
"I'll go over and have a look"
Qin Zhibo didn't have much explanation, and Kudo Yusaku also understood Qin Zhibo's behavior.
It is also a professional habit for the US FBI to intervene in local police cases.
Qin Zhibo left the police car and quietly headed to Childress' house.
In fact, Qin Zhibo wanted to follow him simply because he wanted to see if he had a chance to come into contact with the tall, scarred-faced murderer. He was probably the member of the Yellow Seal Brotherhood he was looking for.
Crouching in the haystack outside the house, Qin Zhibo saw Detective Martin and Detective Cole putting one hand on the pistol behind their backs and reaching out to knock on the door with the other hand.
The door was opened by an old man, and Qin Zhibo saw the name Billy Childress on his head.
This was the father of the scar-faced man. He was slightly drunk, naked from the waist up, and invited two police detectives into the house.
The vision disappeared. Qin Zhibo carefully recalled the scene he had just seen, and it seemed that he did not see the spiral pattern on his body.
Qin Zhibo, who was about to continue squatting, glanced at the open space in front of the house, and suddenly saw a figure in the haystacks opposite.
The man was tall, and the large scar on his chin gave him a fierce look. There was also the name "William Lee Childress" floating above his head.
It's him!
The scar-faced man was obviously surprised when he saw the policeman walking into his house. He turned around and saw Qin Zhibo squatting in the haystack opposite, and was even more surprised.
The two looked at each other in the air, and for just one second, Qin Zhibo immediately got up and chased after him.
After the scar-faced man reacted for a second, he quickly turned around and ran away, getting into the bushes behind him.
Among the lush and messy trees, the scar-faced man ran away frantically in front, while Qin Zhibo chased behind.
Soon, the two of them arrived at a cave one after another.
The gloomy cave is full of thorns and wooden sticks, which are piled into a tripod-like shape and seem to be blocking the way.
Qin Zhibo had seen such a structure, which was a tripod woven from thorns placed near the scene of Dora Lan's murder.
Carefully avoiding these roadblock-like furnishings, Qin Zhibo finally stopped in a place that resembled a small palace.
This is an open space of about 20 square meters, with a scarecrow in the middle.
The scarecrow is covered in ragged yellow clothes, and its ribs and head are made of real bones of some large animals.
The light source projected from the dome of the open space produces the Tyndall effect, like a layer of gray holy light blessing the yellow clothes.
This is
Qin Zhibo's pupils shrank, and he felt an unparalleled sense of holiness deep in his heart. Even the hand holding the nuclear lighter trembled slightly.
Suddenly, the scar-faced man walked quickly from the shadows behind, raised the sickle in his hand and struck Qin Zhibo.
Qin Zhibo reacted quickly, dodged sideways to avoid the sickle attack, and took advantage of the scar-faced man's stiffness after the attack to kick him in the crotch.
However, the scar-faced man was too tall, so Qin Zhibo's kick was not in a good position, but just hit the scar-faced man's inner thigh.
Still feeling the pain, the scar-faced man roared angrily, then swung the sickle at Qin Zhibo again.
Qin Zhibo subconsciously took a step back. Although he avoided the fatal cold light, he accidentally bumped into the yellow-clothed scarecrow in the middle of the open space.
As Qin Zhibo's back hurt, the yellow-clothed scarecrow that was hit immediately collapsed to the ground, and its tiny bones cracked on the ground.
"No!"
"What did you do!"
Seeing the yellow clothes falling on the dirty ground, the scar-faced man's eyes were about to split, and he immediately raised the sickle in his hand and rushed towards Qin Zhibo.
Before Qin Zhibo, who was lying on the ground, could stand up, the scar-faced man who rushed forward strangled his neck with his strong palm and raised the sickle in his other hand.
In desperation, Qin Zhibo quickly slammed his knee into the scarred man's crotch.
Bang, bang
A muffled sound came from the scar-faced man's crotch, but at this time, the scar-faced man seemed to be possessed by the god of war, and his body remained motionless despite the severe pain that the man could not bear.
His brain seemed to have fallen into some kind of completely crazy state, and no pain could wake him up from this crazy rage.
"ah!"
The red-faced scarred man roared like a beast and pointed the cold light of the sickle in his hand at Qin Zhibo.
It’s over!
Barbie is qing!
Facing the approaching crisis, Qin Zhibo's brain had no time to think of more combat methods, because the next second, he would be greeted by death.
No matter what reaction you make at this time, it will be ineffective!
But at the moment when the sickle was about to be swung down, the scarred man's eyes suddenly turned red, and the expression on his face was instantly distorted with fright.