Early the next morning,

Charles Reid, wrapped in a trench coat, tore through the fog and rushed to St. Mary's Hospital,

The police are investigating the case on the first floor, and the doctor with heavy black bags under his eyes yawns to report the horrors of last night, but when it comes to the excitement, the doctor will be extremely excited.

"Last night, a yellow-skinned man came to Sanders and found that he was also suffering from hallucinations, and I asked him to try the latest potion, of course it didn't matter...... He had a gun, and he lost something and turned into a girl! ”

Across from the dancing doctor, the policeman nodded perfunctorily and asked, "Well, of course he's going to be a big change." ”

It seems that he has made up his mind.

"Sir, may I ask him two questions?"

Reed walked over and interjected into the subject.

"It's the detective who solved the death of Albert Sloegmorton," the policeman turned around at the sound of his voice, and his pretended respectful words were full of cynicism.

"Of course you can investigate, the Sloegmorton family is an investor in the police department, and we will definitely give you the green light...... But I advise you to be at ease," the policeman whispered into Reed's ear, "put away your detective's tricks, we don't want to be considered a salaried waste by Mr. Sloegmorton because of a foreigner." ”

The policeman took half a step back and raised his hand to signal: "Please, Great Detective!" I'm going to take him to a nursing home after you ask. ”

Reed smiled, he would definitely be a thorn in the side of some people if he was in the limelight, but he was still a little surprised by the flow of information in the town.

Reid automatically ignored the threatening words of the police and asked instead, "Nursing home?" ”

"It's the place where these hallucinating guys are going, and it's been getting more and more recently...... Since the flood, he has been a very knowledgeable doctor, but unfortunately he has not escaped the terrifying hallucinations. ”

"It must be a place for creativity," Reed said, approaching the Decadent Doctor.

"Excuse me, has there been a recent hospitalization of a person with an axe cut in the chest?"

"Sanders? Damn, it's Sanders again! He's upstairs, and there's only one guy who gets slashed by an axe! The doctor was thrilled, and it seemed that Captain Sanders had not brought him good news.

"Who else is looking for him?" It's easier for detectives to catch key information in the utterance.

"Hey! You're asking me to repeat it again? The doctor who didn't want to cooperate looked at the policeman who was watching him and softened his temper again: "...... Well, last night a yellow-skinned man who looked like a madman came here, and he came to find Sanders too, and that bastard was able to conjure up a woman, a living woman! ”

Referring to the scene that would never be seen by a normal person, the doctor began to become crazy, covered with red and bloodshot eyes and black bags under his eyes, which was very terrifying.

"Bruce? He's really looking into something! ”

Albert's death case, saving the old night watchman one step earlier, and being the first to contact Captain Sanders, several things are superimposed, and it is difficult for Reed not to doubt the other party's purpose.

After Reed thanked him, he quickly rushed to the second floor.

But after searching for a few circles, he couldn't find Captain Sanders, and Captain Sanders chose not to say goodbye, even the doctors here didn't know where he was.

Only an old woman walked up and down the hallway, as if waiting for Reed to talk.

Reed did stop the old woman and looked at the old woman with scarred eyes: "Ma'am, did a patient with an axe cut in the chest come in yesterday?" ”

The old woman raised her head, and the wrinkles on her forehead were squeezed into layers, like the folded skin of the vicissitudes of Douglas fir.

The cloudy eyes can't see the light.

She slowly raised a finger and waited quietly for Reed.

"It's yours," Reed consciously pulled out a bullet.

"Last night, a yellow man with a strange knife came here with a woman who laughs madly" The old woman grabbed the bullet and put it in the pocket of her hospital gown: "He was like a grim reaper, murderous, they talked about something, but I could only hear Sanders's scared voice clearly.

… Sanders then left overnight. ”

"A yellow man like a grim reaper, with a crazy laughing woman by his side?" Reed was a little confused.

"Who this yellow guy is, it doesn't sound like Bruce."

The crazy doctor downstairs said that the yellow man could conjure a woman, and the old woman upstairs also mentioned the woman who laughed madly.

"If it's Bruce, then he really has unusual abilities......"

But this was not a major discovery for Reed.

On the contrary, the progress of his investigation had to be put on hold because of the disappearance of Captain Sanders.

Of course, it's not completely stagnant, as long as you find 'Bruce' and get the relevant clues, everything will be solved.

Standing at the window on the second floor, Reed, whose view was blocked by the sea fog, muttered, "Bruce, where would you be?" ”

This feeling of being one step ahead of others is very uncomfortable.

……

……

Soon after dawn, the sea fog was heavy.

The townspeople who were walking on the road were caught off guard by the sudden light rain and sped up their running.

In the town of Oakmont, near Cavsey, at the intersection next to St. Mary's Hospital, next to the crooked cypress, there is a rusty red telephone booth,

The rain poured on the top of the phone booth and rattled.

The man with the cowhide briefcase ran briskly through the rain, glancing toward the phone booth with obvious fear in his eyes, and then he ran away at a faster pace.

Not long after, a man with a strange eye tattoo on his body came from the intersection, and he let the rain wet him, and he was still muttering to himself.

Maybe it was seeing the phone booth that he stopped too.

Unlike the man who was holding the briefcase just now.

Thump! The tattooed man slammed his knees to the ground and raised his hands above his head, as if holding something sacred.

Like a devout believer, he sings praises to his god in strange language.

It just so happened that a sea breeze blew, blowing away a little fog and revealing something hanging on the phone booth.

It was a rain-soaked monstrous puppet, with multiple articular legs and feet that resembled the palm of a human hand at the end, with a split in the middle.

Just one glance is enough to plunge one into uncontrollable madness.

And after that, there were people passing by, but each with a different expression, some hid far away, and some fell to their knees and praised reverently.

There are more and more strange believers who are gathered.

Their obscure prayers frightened passers-by and avoided them.

Horrible illegal assembly.

……

"Isn't it too much?"

At the corner of the street, Li Zu strode forward, and the Harley Quinn followed closely behind, chewing bubble gum and playing yo-yo.

They watched silently at the dozen or so crazy believers who knelt down and prayed to the monster puppets.

"No, it's just right." Li Zu replied calmly.

"Cold" Harley Quinn pouted, "Just like that old Batman!" ”

Whew – bubbles blow big.

Snap again, burst.

"Giggle!!" Harley Quinn laughed.