It was an indescribable feeling, as if you could clearly feel that some terrifying monster had just departed from here, and the remnants of madness and hideous bones were destroying everyone's nerves.

Preece froze in place, then his stomach began to churn, and he could not contain the sensation, and bent over and retched in pain, his face hideous, as if something was grasping at his internal organs and trying to crawl out of his body.

Lorenzo lifted him up and carried him out the door, and then he strode inside, his face solemn.

Everything in the room was covered in bright red blood, as if it had been a storm, the furniture in the room was all disrupted, and there was blood everywhere, it was hard to imagine that the blood could have poured out of a victim, and it was not what a wound would spill out of a slash.

Lorenzo walked through the blood towards the house, the white sheet had been completely stained red, the twisted corpse was lying in a pool of shallow blood, the whole body was completely torn apart, extending from the throat to the abdomen, the ribs were broken, the entire internal organs were hollowed out, and the death was extremely tragic.

The victim's appearance was unrecognizable, her entire eye socket was sunken, and the eye in it had been shattered into a bloody mass, and her mouth was wide open as if she was screaming in pain until the last moment of her life.

"Can you see anything?"

Preece came from behind with a pale face, and as a veteran police detective, his discomfort just now seemed very unprofessional.

"A complete torture and killing, not for money, just for torture. ”

Lorenzo looked around the room, blood scarlet everywhere.

"The murderer deliberately dyed these red with blood, and looked at the list. ”

Lorenzo pointed to the woman's hands, she clutched the sheet, Lorenzo tried to break her palms, but found that the nails were already in blood, and I imagined how much pain she had suffered.

She was tortured to death, not killed and then killed, she endured the pain, clutched her order, and prayed and wailed until she died. ”

Even Lorenzo felt a little uncomfortable at the moment, not knowing what the killer was thinking when he did these things.

Everything was so silent that the ticking of the clock was so loud that it began to slow and slow until it came to a standstill, along with the concept of time, and then all the light was gone, and in the endless darkness only Lorenzo and the blood-red room remained.

"It's tragic. ”

The woman stood in front of the dead body, gently caressing the shivering blood, and let out a chuckle.

"Why Lorenzo, you really look like a serious detective, and your name has been changed to Holmes. ”

Lorenzo grimaced, he felt ominous like he had never felt before, and he tried to activate the secret blood, but there was silence.

"It looks like my connection to the darkness has deepened again, and I'm now able to develop psychic vision even if I don't smoke herbs. ”

Lorenzo regretted that he had not taken the nail sword with him, he had never expected to see a woman again in such a situation.

"No, to be exact, my restraints have cracked, and the gap is so big that I can crawl out and get some fresh air with all I have to do. ”

The woman smiled and walked around Lorenzo with blood on the ground, her blood-stained hand gently caressing his cheek.

"There's no need to be so afraid of me, Lorenzo, aren't we essentially a subtle symbiosis? I need you to maintain my existence, and you need me to escape the connection of the Stagnant Saint, when in fact we are on the same front. ”

Lorenzo looked at her stiffly, hatred and more complications in his eyes.

"You're not her, you're just something that lives in her shell. ”

"Is that really the case? Is it possible that I've always been her, and that everything before me was just my disguise?"

Without waiting for Lorenzo to answer, the woman laughed and sat down, examining the woman who had died miserably.

"Actually, if you don't understand, I can't figure it out, if there is a standard answer to everything, it won't be him who dies, right?

You're the one who should have died, Lorenzo, even if the name was changed, this was his ideal, not yours, and if it was your confession, it would be too cheap. ”

Lorenzo was silent, silent, the darkest side of his heart, an unspeakable secret.

He laughed as if he had seen Lorenzo's cowardly woman.

"You'll always be like this, Lorenzo, I can't understand why he let you live, it's more valuable for him to survive. ”

She whispered, her eyes flashing back to thought.

Holmes ...... He told me that this is the name he received in the Baptism of the Divine Grace, and that this ritual in your Order is so mysterious that you will be given the power to resist erosion just by going through a dream of nothingness.

He said it was the name of a detective he had heard in his dreams, and he had an assistant named Watson, and he kept telling me that he was going to open a detective agency if he retired......"

There was a sudden sadness on the woman's face, and it was hard to believe that there was a sorrow on her face, just as you feel pity for a murderer.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Lorenzo asked through gritted teeth.

His relationship with women was so complicated that sometimes Lorenzo himself felt lost, unsure whether he was doing the right thing, and it all stemmed from that night of sin, the night of Presence that burned up all glory and truth.

Lorenzo thought he would forget all this, but it was clear that it was just an escape from him, and they had been following Lorenzo all the time, never leaving.

"Nothing, just trying to make a deal with you. ”

The woman finally revealed her purpose, and ominous power filled every corner of the space.

"I said I don't do business with the devil. ”

Lorenzo directly refused, women will always try to lead him, but fortunately, Lorenzo is no longer his former self, and he can keep his sanity before confusion.

"Why? I never deceive you, I put everything in front of your eyes. ”

"But it's this little truth that keeps us alive, isn't it?"

Lorenzo roared.

Silence, at this moment, there is only a long silence left here, and it is a long time since this time stood still, but it seems to have happened just now, the woman became expressionless, and said lightly.

"So how about we each take a step back, there's no deal, just helping each other. ”

"Do you think I'll trust you again?"

"So how about I exchange a newspaper for your trust?"

The woman smiled slyly, and the cold touch swept through Lorenzo Zhou at that moment, he looked at the woman, this is another confusion, but this time it can be obtained without any price, but Lorenzo knows very well that she never makes a loss-making business, and there is a huge price hidden after that.

"Imam Lawrence is not dead, the so-called sacred coffin has been obtained by him. ”

The woman said directly, she knew Lorenzo too well, even if she knew clearly that there was danger behind it, he would be desperate.

The news was like a hammer, Lorenzo's eyes were bloodshot, he looked at the woman in disbelief, and gasped for a long time, as if he wanted to suppress his rage, and it took him a long time before he slowly spoke, with deep fear in his eyes.

"Did you also use this trick to degrade the Pope?"

"He's just a greedy villain, much easier to deal with than you. ”

The woman shook her head and said casually.

"Everyone desires different things, but the hardest thing to satisfy is an idealist like you, you don't expect anything or anything, you greedily want to change a world, make a will perpetuate. ”

The woman stood up, put her hand on Lorenzo's shoulder, and whispered in his ear.

"And the ...... you once longed for Isn't that me, too?"

The voice was charming and **, and the hazy qi made the world psychedelic, but it was cut off by the cold sword.

Lorenzo's eyes were cold, and he responded.

"Not anymore. ”

"Haha, is this also one of your changes?Then my gift of trust is okay, Imam Lawrence is also one of the culprits, he should be responsible for the death of the demon hunters, and he also took the sacred coffin, you shouldn't stop your hunting, right? ”

Seeing that the cowards who used to secretly look at themselves have also grown, the woman doesn't know whether to laugh or delight.

"So, is this a preliminary collaboration? ”

She stretched out her hand and looked at the white palm, and after a long time Lorenzo nodded helplessly, this is true, but he also knows that this will eventually lead to the wrong result, this is the terrible thing about the devil, they have never deceived you, but you can never get a good result.

But as the woman said, Lorenzo should have died a long time ago, his survival was just an accident, he had been living in an extra life, and of course he didn't mind giving back these lives that didn't belong to him.

Some people have to pay for his mistakes, whoever it is, and Lorenzo doesn't care what it takes.

The devil had succeeded again, she said, smiling.

"John Watson. ”

"What do you mean. ”

"This is what he said, the great detective in the dream of [God's Baptism] has a partner, and his name is John Watson. ”

"But it's a man's name. ”

"Then am I a human being? I have many names, devil, witch, demon, etc., and you dare not state my real name, so is it necessary to discuss whose name it is?"

With her words, it began to change, and even her countenance, from a child to an old man, and the familiar cheeks of Seleuc Eve Pres flew across the blank face, and finally it was all fixed on her original appearance, and she looked at Lorenzo with a smile.

Lorenzo didn't speak, just reached out and held her hand tightly.

......

"What is the purpose of the murderer?"

Prey looked out the window, trying not to look at the contents of the room, and though he wanted to think about it, his mind was completely captured by the horrific tragedy.

"Revenge, just revenge, venting one's anger on this woman's body. ”

Suddenly, the voice sounded, Preece looked at Lorenzo, only to see such a big detective with a pale face, panting, cold sweat running down his skin, as if he had just recovered from drowning, as if he would faint in the next second.

"You...... How did you reason about it. ”

Preece didn't seem to expect Lorenzo to react so much to this scene, it seems that no matter how magical this urban legend is, he is only mortal after all.

"It's simple, it's written on the wall. ”

Lorenzo pointed to the words on the wall, and followed Lorenzo's finger to Pres to see the words engraved in blood, it was this nightmarish sight that shocked everyone, and everyone tried to avoid making eye contact with the distorted tragedy, so that no obvious trace was found.

"Revenge ......"

Lorenzo whispered the blood on the wall, not feeling a bit fateful.

"Alright, let's get to work. ”

A slight smile tugged at his pale face, and Lorenzo tried to make himself look as happy as he could.