Today, during the day, there was no progress in the case, and the camera interfered with the camera due to the magnetic field formed by the sudden appearance of a large amount of white fog last night, and the figure of the murderer was unfortunately not filmed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info and there was no clue about the third party at the scene, and the police chief lost his temper and scolded a group of police officers. At night, it's dark again, and St. Antis Church is the only church in Chicago's East Downtown area. It was already dark, but the lights in the church were still on in the dark. In the auditorium, the statue of the Virgin Mary looked at the old priest Roberto who was praying below.

At this moment, outside the church, a small figure jumped out of the darkness and jumped towards the church, which is an ancient church, more than 300 years old.

Under the dim street lamp, the appearance of a small figure was revealed, dressed in a black Qing Dynasty petty official uniform, dressed in Manchu makeup, and wearing a peacock feather on the small official hat on his head. The pale little face looked at the statue of the four-winged angel holding the cross in the church in front of him, and squeezed out a hideous smile on his face, and let out a low roar, two white fangs peeked out from the teeth of the upper jaw.

The little zombie opened its mouth and spat out a few mouthfuls of cold white mist. Jumping into the backyard of the church, his agile body jumped into the churchyard.

In the backyard, in addition to the church's utility room, there are bedrooms for a group of nuns and priests. The staircase was made of wood, and when the little zombie jumped up the stairs step by step, it made a very loud sound, which immediately woke up several sleeping nuns upstairs and complained.

"Who, be quiet."

The little zombie moved so much that it woke up the nun, and the little zombie suddenly let out a strange echo, the kind of childlike voice of a ghost baby.

His eyes widened, and he covered his mouth with his hand, until the group of nuns upstairs fell asleep again, and the little zombie covered his mouth with one small hand, and jumped up the stairs lightly.

Knock knock knock......

"What sound?"

The old priest who was in prayer had a very sensitive ear to hear the movement in the backyard, especially in the silence of the night. At that moment, the old priest put down the Bible in his hand and walked towards the place where the sound came from, and he was about to go to see if there was a thief in the church.

The little zombie didn't know that he had been discovered, he jumped up the stairs step by step, and came to a relatively spacious room, where the four windows were covered by curtains, and the moonlight outside could not be seen, and the room was dark, but the zombie was not limited by the brightness of the light at night.

On the table was a goblet filled with blood-red wine. When the little zombie saw it, he thought it was blood, and he was delighted and walked towards the red wine on the table step by step. At this time, in the corridor outside, the old priest walked slowly up the stairs.

"Ahh Yes! Blood! The little zombie let out a slurred language and took a bite into the red wine in the cup.

"Poof!" The little zombie tasted it in his mouth and found that this thing that looked very similar to blood was not blood, so angry that he shook his stiff arms, and the wine glass bag was on the ground, and the half bottle of red wine on the table also fell to the ground and made a screeching sound in the dark.

"Who!" An old voice came from the corridor outside the room, and the little zombie was so frightened that he hid under a hanger with a white coat, but unfortunately the boots of the little zombie and the lower part of the official robe were clearly exposed.

The door to the room was pushed open, and the old priest turned on the electric light and came in, and saw broken wine glasses and red wine bottles on the floor, and red wine spilled on the floor.

The old priest found a strange thing, there was a person under the hanger, who looked like a child. So the old priest walked slowly. Suddenly uncovering the clothes on the hanger, he saw a strange child hiding underneath.

"Roar!" The little zombie smelled the breath of the living person in front of him, he was ready to intimidate the other party, if the other party was timid and distracted for a while, he would take advantage of the other party's inattention and kill the other party at once, if he didn't have a chance, he was ready to run away.

The old priest looked at the ferocious strange child in front of him, and then saw the pair of white fangs.

"Oh, my God......" the old priest looked at the child in front of him in surprise.

The little zombie saw that the other party was not afraid of him, so he was ready to feel running, but he didn't jump out twice, he was picked up by the old priest and walked to a diamond-shaped white coffin, the coffin lid was a golden cross, the old priest opened the coffin, put the struggling little zombie inside, and closed the coffin lid to lock the white coffin with a lock. When he had done all this, the old priest turned off the light and walked out of the room, closed the door outside, and left the floor, leaving only a thumping sound in the darkness.

During the day of the second day, the Chicago Police Department.

Yes! Ah......h

…… Don't, ah, dead man, dead man......

Don't hit me......

"Fake!" A policeman with a baton, took out a tissue and wiped his unusually clean hands, regained his crooked police uniform, put on his hat, picked up the baton and joined the fight.

In a dark corner of the detention cell, there was a terrible scream as two police officers armed with batons were beating a blonde man with his head in his hands and screaming.

"Those two bastards are really even more hooligans than hooligans, and they beat people up, and they are also celebrities."

"Moana, I think you're. What does it mean to others, I heard a few paparazzi break the news, that guy has been involved with several actresses, and all of them are convex and backward, Mo Anna, I advise you to die of this heart, stars like him like him like sexy beauties like me. A tall white policewoman looked at the black policewoman in front of her and said defiantly.

"Hmph, goblin!" Mo Anna rolled her eyes at the other party, turned around and lifted her chest, and cocked her cheeks! A sentence popped out of his mouth. "I'm lordosis too! Backwards! ”

"Hahahaha......" The office suddenly burst into laughter, and a few young policemen whistled.

"You two are actually jealous of that guy, I guess this time, when he goes out, I estimate that his current appearance brokerage company will definitely fire him, the former playboy is now beaten into a pig's head, most of the night word ah illegal drag racing on the road, suspected of drugs, I estimate this time, Abel is very lucky not to kill him."

"The No. 1 film production company in the whole country has dominated Hollywood for decades, and the most important thing for those Jews is face, and now a small actor under his hand has caused such a scandal, I guess they don't mind sacrificing a small artist to maintain the image of the group company."

The police station in Chicago, the big financial city of the United States, is now as lively as a vegetable market, and several male police officers are roaring like wolf cubs.

"The boss is here!" Suddenly, a little policewoman ran in to help the four policemen inside, and suddenly, I saw a burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the office, and several male policemen hurriedly opened the windows, so that the outside wind blew away the smell of dirt smoke in the office, and sprayed the perfume in the air. In less than a few minutes, the police officers in the office became like the elites of the listed group, and they worked hard one by one, and the office became extremely tidy.

At this moment, the sound of leather shoes was heard, and a white man in a neat suit walked into the police station.

All the police officers in the office stood up and greeted him.

"Inspector Jones, your coffee." Mo Anna, a black policewoman weighing more than 300 pounds, hurriedly ran over and handed a cup of hot coffee to the man named Jones in front of her.

"Why are you again, Mo Anna, more than three months have passed, and you have been asked to lose weight but you are losing more and more weight, did you steal all the cookies in the police station?"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the office, and several police officers couldn't help it.

"Ahh Jones sneezed, causing a group of police officers to shudder, "Who sprayed perfume, so heavy, open the window quickly!" ”

"Yes! Yes!"

"Ah, don't fight, it's dead......"

"What's going on?" Hearing the movement coming from the detention cell, Jones asked with a frown.

"Detective, a little star drag racing, drug addiction."

"Oh, tell them to do it lightly, try not to slap their faces, they were photographed by the media, and our police station is not easy to explain......"

"Yes......"

"How's the progress of yesterday's murder?"

"Detective, there are still no clues."

"Let's go, go see the corpse." Jones walked to the medical examiner with two police officers. ”

A young female medical examiner was cutting a piece of tissue from the deceased's wound and taking DNA, "Miss Mark, how is the investigation?" ”

"I'm sorry Detective, but I still haven't found any clues about the murderer."

"Young people, don't be stressed, no matter how busy you are at work, you should also pay attention to your body, and go to eat together after work."

"Detective, although I can't know the clues of the murderer now, I have found a new clue related to the cause of the deceased's death."

"Oh, Miss Mark, tell me about the newfound clues."

"Look, Inspector, this is the decaying muscle tissue I just extracted from the wound of the deceased. After identification, I found a toxin, and at that time I had limited levels and could not find out the principle of this toxin, so I could only figure out that it was a new type of toxin. ”

"You're saying they were poisoned?"

"Yes, I did guess so, after observation, I found that in addition to a large amount of blood loss in the deceased's body, this toxin had already entered the body, and as for the ischemic condition, I guess the deceased may have suffered from anemia before his death, and it would take several times to draw blood."

"Poisoned, could it be an experimental blow by some terrorist or a hostile national force to their country?

"Danny, what did the Director say?"

"Detective, the director said that if the murderer can't be found, the deceased will be treated as a sudden heart disease."

"Well, let's do this thing, we can't investigate it, if we really provoke a terrorist organization, then it won't be something that our small police station can live in."

"Well, Danny, go and ask Father Robitt of the Church of St. Antis to give a blessing to the two deceased, and may the Lord bless them on their journey to heaven. The blessing ceremony was held at our police station, and the body was cremated three days later. ”

"Yes, Inspector, I see."