Leon started the sedan and drove along the road.

At this time, it was late at night, and the community had fallen into silence, and the old car driven by Li Ang was out of step with the community environment, and some people were faintly looking over on the second and third floors of some houses on both sides.

In the high-end communities of the United States, residents have a strong sense of safety precautions, and if neighbors see sneaky non-community residents on the street in the middle of the night, they will call the community office or even the local police station.

Leon didn't change his face, didn't let go of the accelerator, and continued to go straight, past George Carter's house, and even out of the neighborhood.

Chai Cuiqiao asked curiously, "Huh? Don't go looking for that guy anymore? ”

Li Ang shook his head, "If you stop now, you will let the community residents call the police, wait for me to park the car outside." ”

He pulled over to a street outside the community, stepped out of the vehicle, and sneaked back into the neighborhood with an agile pace that didn't match his old appearance.

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George Carter lay on the bed in the bedroom, drank a small half glass of whiskey floating with scattered ice cubes, put the quilt on the bedside table, and flipped through the detective books in his hand by the light.

He is an ordinary middle-aged man who works for the Frankfurt City Police Department and is an excellent forensic doctor. The family is happy, the husband and wife are harmonious, the son and daughter who have just entered elementary school are smart and cute, and the family of four is a very standard white middle-class family in the United States.

The only misfortune is probably that his wife, who runs a dental clinic, makes a lot more money than him...

Damn, it's clear that everyone is a doctor.

"Bang Bang"

The sound of pots and pans falling to the ground rang out on the first floor, followed by a sharp cat meow.

Did a feral cat break into the house?

George Carter frowned slightly, and listened to the outside of the door, but heard nothing.

He put the book on the bedside table and whispered in the ear of his wife, who was already asleep, "I'll go down and see what's going on, John may have opened the backyard window again." ”

John is the name of his son.

The wife, who was immersed in the dream, mumbled "um" and did not wake up.

George Carter carefully lifted the quilt, put on the blue plush slippers that lay beside the bed, pulled a steel baseball bat out of the gap between the closet and the wall, and pushed the door out.

It was pitch black in the hallway, and George Carter pressed a button to turn on the lights and go downstairs.

He first went to the bedroom of his son and daughter on the second floor, and helped them tuck the corners before walking down the living room.

"Meow!"

The shrill meow of the cat came from the kitchen again, and George Carter shook his head, thinking to himself that he must tell Little John not to open the backyard door during the day.

He went into the kitchen, and by the moonlight he could see some knives and forks on the ground, but there was no cat.

Smack.

He turned on the kitchen light to see where the damn wildcat was.

"Meow~"

The cat's meow changed from the screeching and panic it had just been, and it became lazy and idle, like a cat licking its fur comfortably.

The only problem is that the source of this meow is just above George Carter's head.

The medical examiner felt like he was falling into an ice cave, and a sense of extreme panic enveloped his heart - he could even hear the sound of blood vessels frozen.

He, like a rusty machine, slowly raised his head and looked overhead.

On the ceiling of the kitchen, a white woman in her fifties wearing loose red short sleeves and jeans, with a wicked smile on her lips, stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, like a ghost, and made another cat meow at George Carter.

"Meow~"

！！

George Carter took a few steps back in horror, failed to stand on his feet, and fell to the ground.

Boom.

Li Ang let go of his palm that was clasping the crack in the wall, and fell from the ceiling, his body spun slightly in mid-air, like a tiger, bent his limbs and fell to the ground.

George Carter was completely stunned and speechless, he was a seasoned forensic doctor who had seen countless horror scenes, but corpses were fundamentally different from living creatures...

Leon crawled towards him unhurriedly, his limbs writhing back and forth like a spider, each hand and foot as if it had its own consciousness.

With that weird and hideous smile, no matter how you look at it, it is more exciting than the scene in a horror movie.

George Carter, relying on his strong personal will, resisted the urge to be incontinent, and he desperately moved his limp limbs backwards, while taking a deep breath and trying to scream, "Ahhh

However, Leon moved faster than him, rushed directly in front of him, and slapped him with a strange smile.

Syllable.

The slap is clear and pleasant, extremely loud.

George Carter covered his aching, swollen cheeks and forgot to scream for a moment - not even his dad had hit him!

"Shhhhh

Li Ang craned his neck, lowered his voice and said, "I was sent by your grandfather, you have to listen to me." ”

“？？”

George Carter's eyes widened, and he gasped and said, "My grandfather died twenty years ago..."

Li Ang was stunned for a moment, and immediately said with a gloomy face, "I am your grandfather's new wife." ”

George Carter said weakly, "But my grandfather likes men..."

"Huh?" Li Ang was stunned again, "Your grandfather likes men, so how did your father come?" ”

The medical examiner's voice became even weaker, "Adoption...."

“... Okay. ”

Leon rolled his eyes and put on a menacing expression again, "Anyway, your grandfather heard that you wanted to be an astronaut since you were a child, and he was so happy that he sent me to feed you your favorite big mouth." ”

With that, Leon gave George Carter several more slaps with his forehand backhand, whipping him so that his face was red and swollen, and his cheeks flew and his head was dizzy.

"Now, I say, listen."

Li Ang shook the forensic doctor who was about to pass out, "Understand? ”

George Carter nodded subconsciously.

"Good."

Li Ang patted the forensic doctor's shoulder with satisfaction, took out a photo of Erin Raphael from his pocket, and handed it over, "This young lady, do you know each other?" ”

George Carter shook his head to refocus his gaze, and almost as soon as he saw the photo, he was struck by lightning and his palm shook, causing it to fall to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The forensic doctor hurriedly spoke, picked up the photo, pretended to take a good look at it a few times, forcibly calmed down, and said to Leon: "I'm sorry, I don't know..."

Click.

Li Ang pinched his neck, his face was cold, "Brother, who are you acting with?" ”

George Carter was firmly held by Leon's neck, his face flushed, and he was instantly suffocated, his fingers weakly clasped Leon's palm, and a "hiss" sound came out of his throat.

"Let me ask you again, do you recognize her?"

Leon asked in a deep tone, but the forensic doctor was still very stubborn and didn't say anything, just stared at him with red eyes.

"Yo, you're pretty stubborn?"

Li Ang sneered and picked up a kitchen knife and gestured back and forth towards the forensic doctor's face, "Don't say it again, believe it or not, I'll draw a nine-square grid on your pretty little face?" ”

His threats did not work, and the forensic doctor was loyal and unyielding, fearless of power, and refused to give in to Leon even if he foamed at the corners of his mouth.

After a few seconds, Li Ang suddenly realized, let go of the palm that was holding the opponent's neck, and let the latter fall to his knees, and resumed his breathing with a "hiss".

"I'm sorry, but your neck feels a bit like a duck's neck."