Chapter 123: Shadows
Sean did not go home, but came to the Mercy Hospital, the same hospital where he was hospitalized with gunshot wounds when he was a patrol officer, and at this moment his colleagues Clark, Wayne, were also being treated in this hospital.
There weren't many people in the hallway, only a few people sitting on the benches near the hall, all of them looking like Sean was in the same frame of mind, as if they were coming to see their loved ones.
"How's he, doctor?" asked Sean as he approached Clark's primary doctor.
"Oh! The sternum was broken, and he was injured by a chainsaw. At least four months will not be able to recover as before!" The four-eyed doctor in a white coat looked very plain and said: "Sean just saw this four-eyed in the doctor's introduction frame, and it is an expert!
"So he can recover, but it might take a little longer?" Sean continued.
"That's right! βγ The four-eyed doctor said, "As long as there are no accidents in between!".
"Okay, thank you!" Sean thanked him and came out of the doctor's office, wanting to see Clark's, but when he came to the hospital room and saw that the guy was asleep, he put a "recovery" cake he bought on the cabinet next to the bed.
In view of the accident that Clark encountered during the re-investigation of the case, the CBI authorities also assigned him a guard. He sat on a chair at the door.
Sean nodded to the guard and said, "Excuse me, buddy!": and walked out of the hospital gates.
After he got home, he exercised step by step, eating, drinking, pulling and withdrawing and other trivial matters of life, not mentioning the bill for the time being, and the next morning, Sean finished washing, changed into a new clothes, and answered a phone call. But it's the little lover he met in the Oakland Bay Area, Minian.
As soon as he heard Minian's voice, Sean sounded that hot night, this woman was simply the embodiment of sensuality, although she was not tall, but her body was simply hot.
βOKοΌβγ Sean said as he drove, "I'll pick you up when you come!"
Bow. β
After he arrived at the CBI, he got information about Lansborne from Theresa, and now the police detective murder case has been assigned to Group A and Group D by Director Clint. The former is mainly responsible for law enforcement crimes, or similar to integrity inspections. As for Group D, who was originally in charge of the Lansbolton sighting, the chief asked the two groups to cooperate and investigate the matter with all their might.
Fortunately, this information, the media is still only a few words. Otherwise, the pressure on the CBI will be too great.
And now Group B, due to the injury of Agent Wayne, is a little weak in staffing, so they have shifted their focus to the murder case of the town church.
"It's better, I'll give Wayne an explanation!" Keeley said in his own right.
Several people are now sitting in Theresa's office, and although Sean has not been to the scene, his colleagues in the Forensic Identification Department have taken pictures of the crime scene in great detail. And there is also a very "original" video.
"Hey, Detective Wayne, Ms. Catherine, you should be awake by now! I'd like to play a game with you...... As for your fate......, I'll let Father James decide!
Wayne's cell phone is now evidence. Forensic experts copied the recording on a computer.
"Sean, you've listened to the recording, and although you haven't been to the scene, you've seen the photos and videos.
Keeley, you've been there. Now tell me what you think!". Theresa said.
"It's a psychopath, and it's certainly smart. Keeley said, "I've never seen such a layout! And this pervert is only responsible for arresting and fixing the three men, dead or alive, and giving it to themselves!"
Theresa nodded and said, "In this recording, Catherine is also a serial killer, and she is the famous Red Saint!" With that, she put another stack of photos in front of the two of them.
Sean and Keeley each picked it up and looked at it. Trido explained, "This was taken by our forensic staff at Catherine's home. There is a handicraft workshop in the attic. But what is annoying is that this is a human skin workshop. β
Sean took a closer look at the photos, with old-fashioned sewing machines, rubber mannequins.
Needlework and thread, etc. Several of them are human skins that have been sewn with needles and threads, and they have been made into faces. It was put on the face of a rubber mannequin. Makes this dummy look a little weird.
"We checked her file and found that she was married once, except that she was an orphan, but her husband did disappear and had been subjected to domestic violence before," Teresa said. βγ
"Looks like it's going to be closed!". Sean said.
"Yes, if there hadn't been a church murder!" said Theresa.
"How did Wayne find Catherine?". Sean asked.
He said that there had been some new discoveries in the case of the Red Saints, that the skin on the chest of the deceased had been recorded, but that the dots were scattered around the town, and that Catherine was the only witness to seeing the Red Saints from a distance. βγ Keeley said.
Speaking of this, several people were silent for a while, and Theresa said, "This person should be very good at electricians and mechanics!"
"Maybe you live near that town!" Keeley added.
"It's possible that what you're talking about, from the analysis of the voice on the tape, this man didn't use any voice change, it was his original voice. I've seen people with hoarse voices, but he may have some kind of disease, respiratory or lung disease. And the age of this person is not young, about fifty to sixty years old. Logical and thoughtful, and very concerned about the warning signs, at least we have followed Wayne for a while, we had better look this line. In the cases of lung disease in major hospitals, is there a man between 50 and 60 years old, who has a hoarse voice but a strong body. βγ
"The body is strong. βγ Keeley said, "You judged from which killing devices, right?"
Sean nodded and said, "I haven't been to the scene, but it must be heavy to look at those few things." And Wayne is not small, to get him to the cross and nailed, but the individual lΓ¬ live. β
"What else did you find?". Theresa asked.
"This guy is very good at studying the human psyche, or he is a guy with a lot of life wisdom. A good understanding of human nature. But ......". Sean said, "From the last sentence on this recording, that Father James should have a similar ...... to Wayne Kindness...... Recordings and stuff like that! Did you find out?".
"No! nothing else was found on the scene or on the priest!". Theresa said.
"From the recording, we can also hear that Father James was not in the church before, so where did he go?". Sean asked.
"In a nearby town, where someone got married, he went and blessed it!". Keeley said.
"What about the car?" Xiao Yi asked again.
Theresa and Keeley looked at each other......
This is a parking lot that CBI has partnered with. Of course, most of it was stolen cars and stuff, and Father James's car was parked here. When this case is over, this old Ford still needs to be returned to the church!
Theresa and Keely can't be blamed for this, after all, the two of them have been to the scene once, and a series of things have happened since then, which is equivalent to just starting an investigation.
The three of them, like doctors during surgery, wore thin leather gloves and began to look around in the car.
Sean turned on several major systems. Scanning Toonai's situation back and forth.
Eventually, he found an audio tape through a gap under the driver's seat.
Sean said: "It looks like he listened to the recording in the car, and when he got to the church and tried to take it out, it didn't fall very much, he was very anxious, so he didn't continue to rummage, let's hear what it was saying!"
"OK!" said Theresa.
"Let's go find a ...... "Keeley said as he watched Sean plug the tape into a tape recorder in the car.
"Hiss...... Hello, Father James!" said a very hoarse voice, "I want to play a game with you." You are a very competent priest, and neighbors, friends, all say that about you. The book of Revelation says that sacrificing one's life to save others is sometimes worth it: I think that's the motto of every clergyman, but no one knows that you ever had a child with a prostitute:".
Hearing this, Sean and the three of them glanced at each other.
"When you go back to church, you'll see two people, and you may not believe it and think it's a joke, but remember that you can only save someone's life if you sacrifice yourself. The prostitute and your child are doing well now, but you are grief-stricken with the wrongs you have committed and have reformed your ways. Then use your motto to complete salvation. As a word of caution, when you open the door, there are only two lives left, and you must choose between those two lives. Only your blood can save lives. Hiss......
That's where the tape went.
"Looks like this guy still has a study in theology!". Keeley said.
"Click". Sean retrieved the tape and carefully placed it in the evidence bag. He said: "The book of Revelation does not say such things as sacrificing oneself and saving others, but all the scriptures in the world are exhorting people to do good!
"I want to run to see those killing devices again!" said Theresa.
"That's right, at least the case must be restoredγ,γ Sean said.
"So what are we waiting for?". Keeley said.
When the three of them came to the evidence room of the forensic department, they saw the murder weapons in an evidence room.
This was the first time Sean had seen these things, so after opening the major systems, he began to look at them carefully. From the split-head device, to the chainsaw cross, to the bone-penetrating bed. I watched it very carefully.
Sean's view is different from that of others, because seeing and observing themselves are two different things. He combined all the information that was now known and then went to observe the murder weapons.
For example, as soon as he saw the split-head device, he immediately combined it with the sitting posture of the female corpse in the photo, the surrounding environment, and the recordings: and the same was true when observing the other two murder weapons.
After listening to the results of further examination by forensic experts, several people began to restore the facts of the case.
The restoration of the case is divided into two types, one is the most basic, which is to reproduce the scene at the time of the crime.
Sean is different, he has supersensory skills, in addition to reproducing the scene at the time of the crime, he is based on the information and materials left by the criminal, deducing the psychological process of the criminal when committing the crime, and analyzing the root cause of their crime.
In this way, we can restore what the real criminal saw and thought when he committed the crime.
The inspection took half an hour.
"Sean, don't hide it. Theresa said, "We all know you're a lot different from other people, so tell us about it." γοΌγ
Sean lit a cigarette to make his thoughts clearer, and then said: "Father James, on the way back, he turned on the radio, he likes to listen to some old songs, which we can see from the old tapes of the Beetle in his car, he may not believe it at first, but his name is mentioned, so he listens." When he arrived at the church, after imagining the sound in the tape had been maximized in his head, he was a little eager to go in and see what was going on, and he wanted to take it out, but accidentally dropped it on the ground. In a hurry, he didn't continue to look for it, or he felt that this thing was not the most important thing at the moment, so he entered the church and immediately triggered the mechanism!"
Trefzay raised an eyebrow and motioned for Sean to continue.
Seeing this scene, he was convinced that it was not a joke, and that Father James was merciful, and he immediately pressed the button on the bed to stop it. But it didn't work, but as I said before, the voice in the tape had already maximized in his mind, "Only your blood can save lives" At this time, the priest only wanted to save people, and he had put his own life and death on the line, so I said that he was a good priest! After the woman's sudden head burst, Wayne's electric coffin in front of him gave him an invisible and huge pressure, and he didn't even think about it for a second, he lay down on the bed and pressed the twist. Nine iron pincers pierced his body, and the blood flowed into the container underneath the piercing, and after a certain amount of time, the electric pincer stopped. β
"Uh......". After hearing this, Keeley felt a little creepy, but he still calmly asked, "Is that priest really willing to sacrifice himself to save others?"
"I don't know, but as far as we know, I'm afraid so!" Sean said.
"Then Wayne should be thankful to James!". Theresa said, looking at Keeley, and then added, "Wayne doesn't know if he's awake or not, so we can ask him about it." ββ¦β¦
The golden sunset shines on the city of San Bernardino.
On the campus basketball court, sweaty boys: Hollywood studio directors come here to shoot and yell at the actors: couples walking on both sides of the street: these people suddenly set off the city very softly and quietly under this sunset!
In a white villa in the eastern suburbs, two eight- or nine-year-old children are lying quietly on a bed in a room on the second floor, their immature faces are innocent with the unique temperament of this age.
In the hallway from the first floor of the house to the second floor, a woman in loungewear lies on her side on the ground, her breathing is steady, and her two smooth legs look golden in the setting sun shining through the back window.
However, in the residual light, the living room next door was mostly shrouded in shadow.
A pair of hands appeared out of thin air in the sunlight, black gloves, black suit cuffs: these hands held a silver pistol, and then, with the left hand, a black cylinder was screwed to the muzzle, this pair of hands with black gloves, the movements were very light, very soft, but they were so joyful.
The gun was lightly inserted into the holster under his armpit, and as the hands disappeared into the shadows again, the whole hall seemed empty.
Later, with the sound of a key, the door of the villa was opened, and a man about 1.8 meters tall walked in, first looked at the living room that fell into darkness, and then he closed the door casually, turned to the corner, where was a cloakroom, and then he reached out and pressed the wall switch at the door of the living room a few times.
He took off his trench coat and looked up and down, as if to see why the overhead light was not on, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything.
He hung his trench coat on the hook of the cloakroom, turned around, and walked down the hallway next door. But a thought suddenly popped up in his heart: how could his home be so quiet?
The guy didn't run down to meet him as usual.
"Anne, dear, I'll ...... back"
When he just turned around and saw the pair of beautiful legs next door that were illuminated by the setting sun, his heart suddenly "flickered". Immediately the right hand was about to be stretched out into his bosom.
"Don't move, sir!" a slightly hoarse voice sounded behind him.
He hurriedly stopped his movements, judging from his years of experience, this person was about five meters away from him, and it should be near the sofa against the wall in his house.
"Turn around slowly!". The slightly hoarse voice sounded again.
Helplessly, he slowly turned around, he knew that it was best not to irritate the other party at this time, he stared wide to see the person who made the sound, but he was disappointed, although the remaining sunlight could shine into the hall, it made the rest of the place appear even darker. He thought about his family, so he couldn't help but look back at the legs lying on the ground again.
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