Closed the wooden door,

Jobhuterron pulled Mills by the collar and pushed Mills against the wooden door,

Vicious eyes stared at Mills' face, lest he miss every subtle expression.

Mills' face revealed surprise, inexplicable confusion and inexplicable confusion. He couldn't figure out why he was suddenly attacked.

"Say! Where did you get the mark on the door? ”

Jo Buttrand said aggressively but in a low voice.

"Hey,

Can you let me go first,

I promise to tell you everything honestly, don't be so nervous, okay? ”

Mills replied in a cold sweat.

Jobuterron loosened his grip on Mills' collar,

Then he took a few steps back and sat down on Mills's favorite boss chair.

Mills tells the whole story of his past experiences,

including the father's sacrifice and the process of his later rescue,

When it comes to the statue of the evil god, it is clear that Tubtrand has violent mood swings.

"Mr. Jobuterrand,

This is the story of the mark on my door,

I don't have any ill will, I just want to know what that mark represents, after all, it's the secret of my father's death. ”

Milstin said honestly, showing the scar on his back to the captain of the vigilante as if it was not fiction.

Jobuterron looked at the terrible scar and realized that the man in front of him was not lying,

And from the tone, expression, and body posture, there is no hint of falsehood;

Normal people, even madmen, don't leave so many scars on themselves,

What's more, the scars on the back are even more difficult to fake.

Facing the man in front of him, maybe he could also tell him some dark and mysterious secrets, so Jobuterrand said,

"First of all, you have to promise me,

If you're going to go down and erase that mark and stop mentioning it to anyone, can you do it? ”

Mills was a little excited, but he didn't expect that he could finally wait for the day when he had an answer, so he nodded in agreement.

Jobuterrand took out a cigar imported from Cuba, lit it, took a puff, spit out a round of smoke rings, and said slowly,

"The sigil belongs to the Sleeping God, Lord of Ralaye.

No one in the world can pronounce its real name, only that it is called Cthulhu.

I can't tell you anything else, because the more you know,

The closer you are to that darkness, the easier it is to be consumed by it. ”

Mills's heart shuddered, and he also understood that there was no benefit in over-understanding this knowledge, so he was relieved.

For years, the sigil and the statue of the evil god had been a knot in his heart.

He tried to find historians, archaeologists, and occultists, but to no avail;

Either you don't know it, or you just kick Mills out of the house.

And today, when he finally got an accurate answer, Mills let go of the big rock hanging in his heart.

Mills bowed to Jobron in a gesture of respect for the seemingly fierce man.

Jobuterrand took a cigar in his mouth and opened the door,

He led Mills downstairs to inquire into the cause of the drunken man's death, and shouted to the deputy captain Tristne,

"Tristhene, have you made any discoveries? What is the cause of death? ”

Tristne, who was crouching beside the deceased, stood up straight and gave the captain Jobtron a standard military salute.

"Report to the captain, the deceased had an extremely frightened expression on his face, as if he had seen an unacceptable horror.

The deceased's pupils were dilated, and the wooden floor around him had traces of being scratched with great force.

The deceased's fingernails also had sawdust of the same material as the wooden floor.

It cannot be ruled out that it is a violent action caused by the stimulation of a stress response caused by excessive fear.

The deceased had drunk alcohol before his death, and he could smell the wine from the placket of his clothes.

At present, it is not ruled out that it is alcohol that increases the load on the heart and after being frightened,

A large amount of adrenaline is produced to reach the heart, causing ventricular fibrillation, which causes myocardial damage and death. ”①

Jobtron stepped forward and took a brief look at the deceased, and then said,

"The preliminary judgment is not wrong, and the results will not be known until the coroner has performed an autopsy.

Tristhenie did a good job, but you're missing a crucial detail. ”

Tristne said respectfully to Jobutrean,

"Captain, please."

Jobuterrand pointed to the dead man's eyeballs and said,

"You look in the direction the dead are looking,

That's where the bar is, and there should be something there that makes him hallucinate.

But it cannot be ruled out that it is the possibility that he has nightmares after drinking and scaring himself to death. Boss Mills, what happened at that time? ”

Mills responded,

"I don't know,

I was helping my friend to the second floor to rest when I heard this drunk shouting in yellow clothes and yellow clothes.

Maybe Peter had a better perspective than I did, and he was cleaning at the door of the bar. ”

Pitter, who was standing on the side, immediately said,

"The boss was right, the drunk man was all of a sudden shouting in yellow clothes and yellow clothes, and then the boss helped Dr. Yudekao to go upstairs,

I went over to check and gave the drunk a gentle push.

I swear his death had nothing to do with any of us here.

You can also ask the other drunks over there, and I'm sure they're seeing the same situation as me. ”

After some inquiry, everyone present came to the same conclusion, but no one could think of the album.

At this time, the faces of Jobutron, Tristne and the other vigilantes all became very ugly.

"Tristene! Find out the identity of this drunk now! Jobuterron growled.

"There's still a remnant of that damn Blasphemer Sect."

Jobron's heart throbbed.

Tristrong immediately arranged for his subordinates to copy a picture of the deceased and went to the city council to investigate the identity of the drunk.

At the same time, he ordered his subordinates to summon the body carrier and send the body to the coroner's premises for further investigation.

Chobuterron already had a certain degree of speculation about what was going on, so he said to Mills,

"Mr. Mills,

I hope you can keep your promises,

I beg you to keep it a secret and destroy the seal, and we will not bother you more.

There are no suspicions on the part of the few people present, and you can clean up the scene.

For future investigations, we may come back to you again to confirm your confession.

Of course, this is only a procedure, please understand and understand.

Guys, get ready to close the team, by the way, go and ask the drunks how to contact them for follow-up investigation. ”

After inquiring about the addresses of the other drunks, the security team left one after another.

Mills confessed that Pister had carried out a major purge of the bar, and told the drunks to keep quiet.

To scare a few drunks, Mills paid the price of a few glasses of stout.

In a short time, the cleaning of the bar was completed, and the black pepper bar seemed to be back to its clean and new state.

Mills himself picked up the paint and went to the door to paint it himself, and smeared the mark that symbolized the Lord of Lalaye.

As the paint is covered layer by layer, the pattern is hidden, and the meaning of this mark is no longer important.

Mills opened another chapter in his life.

Mills adjusted the layout of the bar, the tables and chairs, and laid a red carpet on the floor to cover the scratches.

When customers ask why they have made such changes, perhaps the renovation is a reasonable excuse.

At this time, Yudekaw was still sleeping in the small room,

Nothing was known about the events outside, and the album glowed quietly in the darkness, creating a suction that had no effect on the living.

The drunkard's soul was tugged at by that suction, and any struggle was meaningless.

The souls that should have entered the so-called heaven or hell or bliss were absorbed by the album and dissipated by all the soul power.

The album seems to stop glowing after absorbing the soul, and return to its original appearance.

As long as it is not opened, it is the delicate flower in the golden bottle from the East, the delicate flower of death.

Jobbuterrand flipped through the mountains of documents in the archives,

There are numerous documents relating to yellow clothing, sacrifices, and bizarre deaths.

Two documents were laid out in front of Jobron,

One of them was marked top secret, and the other belonged to the identity report of the dead drunk and the results of the autopsy.

This archive is only accessible to the mayor and members of the Department of Mystical Investigations.

Jobbutron's Sixth Squad of the Security Force belongs to the Mystery Investigation Bureau, and usually uses a professional team to deal with murders as a cover for his identity;

Because only those bizarre murder scenes will be related to the mysterious side, of course, those ordinary murder cases are not excluded.

Typical murder cases are analyzed by Team 6 and then forwarded to Sequences 1 through 5 for follow-up and processing, but those related to occult knowledge are handled by Team 6.

The people who deal with mysterious cases are people with some mysterious knowledge, and they are usually different from ordinary people, with different traits and strengths.

Just like Chobuterron himself turned out to be a great detective who was good at stabbing swords, after assisting the Mystery Investigation Bureau in investigating some cases, he came into contact with the existence of the mysterious side and was absorbed as a member of the Mystery Investigation Bureau, and his deputy Tristhenie became the vice captain of the sixth detachment.

Jobuterron had a headache as he looked at the information about the drunk man in front of him.

Name: Pordan. Willis

Age: 48 years old

Occupation: Unemployed

Faith: Holy Light Sect

Marital Status: Divorced, with no offspring

Address: Room 507, Building 6, Pith Street, Slum East, living with seven people

Hobbies: Gambling

Sightings: With the exception of the Black Pepper Bar, the last time he was seen was at the East End Underground Casino, where he left after winning three gold marks with his fifty pfennigs

Cause of death: myocardial damage Note: A large amount of alcohol residue and a small amount of hemp leaf acid were detected in the body, and it is suspected that he had smoked hemp leaves

Death: dilated pupils out of focus, broken epidermis at the back of the head and neck, small intracranial hemorrhage, slight damage to the epidermis of both fingers and abdomen, and hepatic ethanol poisoning

Anatomy of an eyeball: a vague scarlet image, suspected to be related to intracranial hemorrhage, or a hallucination caused by the mysterious side

In this document, the cause of death of the drunken man Boldan is clearly written.

If we speculate according to normal logic, Boldam is hallucinating under the dual action of alcohol and hemp folic acid, which stimulates the stress effect and leads to his own death.

The cause of death was enough to make the headline of the daily newspaper Umr "Surprise! A Man Scared Himself to Death" as a column for the second day.

But the last words before he died, the sentence "Yellow clothes! Yellow coats! ", as well as the scarlet image of the eyeball,

It's enough to prove that this thing is definitely related to the mysterious side.

Jobuterland's instincts had always been accurate, so he picked up another document labeled top secret and looked at it.

The information is divided into several paragraphs, the first of which is about a fire in a carpentry factory in the West End.

There were forty-nine dead in the fire.

The strange thing is that the body shape of the deceased does not show any posture of survival or struggle.

At the same time, forty-nine of the dead were all dressed in yellow robes.

The dead had bowed in a circle to the center, but there was only a spiral, twisted mark in the center.

The identities of the deceased varied, ranging from school-age girls, wealthy businessmen, elderly people, and even a pregnant woman who was pregnant with twins.

The Bureau of Mystery suspects that this is a sacrifice, a sacrifice of prayer to the mysterious being where the imprint is located,

But because of the incorrect number of people, it was attacked by evil.

The second paragraph concerns the bodies found in the sewers of the city of Umur.

The deceased was dressed in a yellow robe with twisted marks on his back with a soldering iron.

The exact cause of death is still unknown due to the fact that the body of the deceased was found to have decomposed in multiple places and had been gnawed by sewer organisms.

Along with the corpse, there were also some strange words,

The following translation was obtained after analysis by the cryptography researchers of the Department of Mystery Investigation:

The Sleeper of the Pleiades Nine, the King of Kalksa,

We adore you, yellow-clothed rejoicers,

The shackles of the starry sky cannot bind your majesty,

Come!

The third paragraph concerns the disappearance of a journalist from the Daily Umr journalist.

This reporter secretly infiltrated a mysterious cult called the Yellow Clique,

Wrote down a few words in a notebook hidden in underwear,

However, after being discovered by the followers of the Huangyi Group, he was cut open and died, and his brain was missing.

The distortion of his limbs and the pained expression of his face led the Bureau to strongly suspect that the journalist was being treated as a living sacrifice.

The words recorded by the reporter have been torn down and kept in the Mysterious Investigation Bureau.

Note: Due to the distortion of the corpse, Mysteries Bureau officers forged a corpse for the deceased's family

See Annex No. X-067 for details

X-067-1

God, it turned out to be the people of this evil organization, and I really can't believe what I'm seeing.

They are secretly believing in the same gods as we are!

These believers call themselves the Yellow Clique and do some brutal things,

For example, (bloodstained) cooked babies come to (bloodstained) to use, what a terrible person to do!

No! I feel like they're not human at all! It's monsters! A bunch of monsters!

I must not be discovered, this is the most exaggerated news in the city of Ulm in a hundred years!

I'm going to expose these evils to the world! My (bloodstained) will be proud of me.

But I don't have enough evidence, I still need to forbear!

X-067-2

Today is what they call the feast, but why haven't I found any food?

Why can I feel the hostility and pity that is being given to me today?

Forget it, let's keep lurking.

These three pieces of information all coincide to point to the evil and mysterious organization of the Yellow Coat Group.

At present, the movements of the remaining members of the Huangyi Group are still not known.

Once the words "Yellow Clothes" and "Deep Space" appear in the case, the Yellow Clothes Group has a high degree of criminal suspicion.