Last night's drizzle finally stopped, and the sky was clear.

Due to the lack of funds and maintenance, there were several leaks on the roof of the Sleepy Town Police Station, which caused serious water accumulation in the office area, and Lupita and other police officers at the front desk were busy all morning before draining the water.

In the sheriff's office, Rorschach sat in a chair, holding his phone in his hand, listening to the occasional whining in the hall of the police station, shaking his head and chuckling.

On the way back to the police station, he had been thinking about how to deal with Medkai. However, he alone could not quickly find Medkai's weaknesses, and he needed professional assistance to deal with him, and it just so happened that he had a good relationship with the two witchers.

So, he called the Wen brothers, but the phone never went through.

Rorschach glanced at the time, it was almost 10 a.m., picked up his phone, and tried to dial Dean again, and this time the other person finally answered.

"Sheriff, what's the matter?" On the phone, Dean's voice was low, hoarse, and dry.

Rorschach heard the change in Dean's voice, and guessed in his heart that he should have just gotten up and hadn't woken up yet. The Wen brothers basically work at night, and it is more common to stay up late, and their work and rest time are already as fast as vampires, day and night.

"Dean, excuse me, I'm in a little trouble."

"What?" Dean's voice paused, "Sheriff, what's the trouble you're going to have?" ”

"I had a murder here, it was a guy who resembled an "evil spirit", and my attacks didn't seem to have any effect on it......"

Then, Rorschach briefly told Dean about the abandoned old house.

After hearing this, Dean hurriedly replied:

"Sheriff, this is very similar to the case we're investigating."

"You've encountered similar evil spirits?" Rorschach was surprised.

"Yes, when we were investigating a haunted house, we also encountered a ghost who was not afraid of salt bullets."

It turned out that Dean and Sam infiltrated a haunted house last night to investigate the murder and were attacked by "evil spirits", and because the "evil spirits" were not afraid of salt bomb attacks, they had to retreat from the haunted house first. After that, the two studied at the hotel for a night without finding a solution.

After hearing this, Rorschach hurriedly asked:

"What's the name of the original owner of that haunted house?"

"Rumor has it that it's Murdekai."

Hearing this name, Rorschach frowned, it turned out to be also called Medkai, how many Medkais are there?

Feeling that the situation was inappropriate, he asked for Dean's mailbox and sent the electronic version of Jill's case file in a compressed package.

……

In a standard room in a motel, Dean sat in a chair, chin propped up, his eyes fixed on his laptop on the coffee table.

On the screen of the laptop, there is a download progress bar that is moving slowly, and I don't know how long it will take for the download to complete.

Looking at the progress bar in the distance, Dean opened his mouth and yawned, the internet speed of this hotel was so slow that he complained that it was half cheaper than other motels, and the service was reduced by more than half.

He and Sam left the haunted house last night and found the cheapest motel nearby.

The hotel rooms are not large, the walls are seriously damp, and a foul smell blows into the house when the air conditioner is turned on. Sam wasn't happy to stay here at first, but there was no cheaper motel nearby, and the brothers had been strapped for money lately, so they chose to stay here.

At this moment, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Sam walked out of the bathroom shirtless wrapped in a bath towel. Although he has a delicate face, he has well-developed muscles, bulging chest muscles, obvious abdominal muscles, and is typically thin in clothing and fleshy in undressing.

Dean turned to look at his brother.

"Washed?"

"Hmm......" Sam nodded, lifted the bath towel, and glanced at Dean, "Whose phone?" ”

"It's the sheriff."

"What happened?" Sam looked curious.

Dean sighed.

"He's also encountered evil spirits like the one we encountered last night."

"What!?" Sam was surprised and said, "Why is this evil spirit still in other places?" ”

"I don't know......" Dean shook his head and pointed to the screen, "The sheriff sent me the case file, but the internet is too slow to download it yet." ”

Sam walked over to the bed and changed his clothes, and said:

"You don't know how to use hotspots?"

Dean turned his head to look at him.

"How?"

"You're really ......" Sam put on his T-shirt and shook his head helplessly, "I'll do it." ”

"Hehe......" Dean laughed dryly, quickly got up from his chair, and made way for Sam.

Sam connected his laptop to a hotspot on his phone, and the download speed immediately improved, and the compressed package was downloaded quickly.

Dean stood aside, watched Sam's quick operation, and smiled slightly, worthy of being a top student admitted to a prestigious university.

Remembering last night's experience, he sighed:

"It was really terrible last night, didn't you say that the evil spirit only attacked girls?"

"That's right." Sam put his finger on the touchpad, click on the downloaded zip package, and start to unzip.

Dean looked at him and shrugged.

"Then it's understandable for it to attack you, but why did it attack me?"

"You're so cold." Sam glanced at him, "Legend has it that it hanged itself, but did you see the blood on its wrist and that short axe?" ”

"Well, I see." Dean nodded.

Sam turned to look at him.

"You say, what the hell is going on? Ghosts usually have a fixed pattern, and it should be the same every time, why did this evil spirit's behavior pattern change this time? ”

"yes, that's weird." Dean frowned.

"I'll look at that story again." Sam typed the URL "Let's go to hell together" into his browser. Opening the website, surprise flashed in his eyes as he pointed to the screen, "Look at this." ”

"How?" Dean quickly poked his head out.

"The story changed, they said that Murdekai was a demon worshipper who slashed people with an axe until it broke its wrist, so it was imprisoned in that house forever......"

"How did this happen?" Dean was surprised that this was a complete change from what they had first heard about Medkai.

"I don't know...... See what tips the sheriff will give us. Sam held out his hand, slid his finger over the touchpad, and clicked on the unzipped folder.

After a long while, the two of them finished going through Jill's case file.

However, they found no useful clues in the case file, and Sam clicked on the photos of the scene.

Dean leaned back in his chair, looked at Sam who was staring intently at the screen, thought for a moment and said:

"That means the evil spirit is growing."

"Well......" Sam nodded, "from hanging people at first, to killing people first and then hanging corpses, to now to slashing people with an axe." ”

"So...... It's not a ghost? ”

"It's not a ghost, it's a monster made up of a story."

"How can a fictional monster appear in the real world?"

"I don't know......" Sam shook his head.

Dean pinched the bridge of his nose on the side, worried in his heart, and now he didn't have a clue at all, sighed, and looked at Sam, only to find that his brother's expression was serious.