Chapter Eighty-Five: Murder in the City of Fog

"Tick. "It seemed to be the sound of water droplets falling.

In the hallway outside the rental house, the flickering fluorescent lamps flickered.

A black-robed figure walked in through the doorway, and the light illuminated her appearance, but nothing could be seen on her except that it was pitch black.

"Tick-tock. ”

The sound of water droplets rang out at the figure's feet, the sound of blood dripping from her hands.

Her black palms were stained with red blood, and she had killed many people that night.

Standing under the fluorescent lamp in the hallway, the black on the figure began to squirm, and then slowly faded, revealing her face and palms.

Chu looked up and looked at the fluorescent lamp, which made her feel a little dazzling.

She walked down the hallway, and at the end of it stopped at the door of Lawrence's rental.

Chu raised his hand and pushed the door open, but the door was not locked, and in the door, Lawrence did not sleep.

The middle-aged policeman was drinking a cup of coffee next to the couch, looking at his somewhat tired eyes, thinking that he hadn't rested all night.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Lawrence immediately turned his head to look at Hatsu, who walked in outside the door.

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Lawrence looked at Chu for a moment and said.

"You're back. ”

"Hmm. Chu whispered and looked out the window.

"It's almost dawn. ”

Lawrence just asked her to patrol the night, so she would be back before dawn.

Outside, the mist obscured the window, and only a faint light could be seen on the other side of the sky.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and Lawrence nodded.

"Hmm. ”

He looked at Chu's palms, which were covered with blood, and he knew that it wasn't anyone.

But as a police officer, he turned a blind eye to the bloodstains.

"Remember to clean this up before you come back next time. ”

Lawrence said, gesturing to the bathroom in the corner.

"Go wash your hands, you should be able to rest for another hour or two before you go to work. ”

Before dawn, all traces of this night will be erased.

"Good. Chu replied simply, and went into the bathroom to clean his palms.

After washing her hands, she lay down on the bed as Lawrence had intended, ready to rest for a while.

But she closed her eyes and didn't fall asleep.

Lawrence sat on the couch and drank his coffee until his lips were dry and his throat was bitter.

The sky outside the window was getting brighter and brighter, and some dim light was shining into the room.

"Chu. With his back to Chu lying on the bed, Lawrence suddenly said aloud.

"I'm sorry for letting you do such a dirty thing, I guess I'm the worst summoner you've ever seen. ”

His voice was soft, and I didn't know if I could hear it at first.

Or maybe he wasn't talking to the first listener at all, it was just his own words.

Lying on the bed, with her eyes closed, listening to Lawrence's words, she rolled over.

For a long time, her mouth moved, and she answered Lawrence in an equally soft voice.

"It doesn't matter. ”

This in itself is what she should do, and it is what she does best, taking other lives.

That's why she deserves to be punished.

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The next day's foggy capital looked calm, a thin mist echoing in the air with dampness, ships docked at the pier with undulating waves, and a few seagulls flew past the harbor with a long chirp.

But the undercurrent of the city has become a mess.

It's like a storm sweeping across a calm shore, and the sea is entangled. On the other side of the city, almost everyone is talking about one thing.

There's a story about last night's murder in the City of Fog.

Who died and how, these are not the point, the point is that last night, a total of twenty-three people were killed.

This is not just for any one power, because there are dead people in almost every force. Of course, there are also some who are just gangsters roaming the streets.

The twenty-three people who were killed were all killed by the same method, they were directly pinched off their necks, their cervical vertebrae were almost shattered into powder, and their muscles were pinched out of shape.

Everyone's death was ugly, their eyes were round and open, as if they were about to fall out, they were covered with blood, their noses, ears and mouths were bloody, their mouths were wide open, and they were still struggling and wailing before they died.

The bodies were disposed of immediately, and the city had no police, but it had its own large management staff, with various gangs and organizations managing their own territory.

To everyone's dismay, no one knew what the twenty-three had been killed, and they had only one thing in common, and that was that they were all people who had been wandering out last night.

In the streets of this city, there seems to be something that is not under the management of any organization.

They didn't allow it, but they couldn't find any clues to identify the killer or the cause.

Undoubtedly, for the first time, the city was in a panic because of the appearance of the dead.

Everyone is asking why the dead died, and what killed them.

In a bar, several people are sitting in the corner drinking.

"Do you have any results?" asked one of them, pouring his glass with his glass.

"Not yet. ”

"Nope. ”

The others shook their heads, indicating that they had nothing to gain.

They were all sent from above to investigate the cause of last night's death.

I thought that asking in a place like a pub with a lot of news would lead to some results, but the situation was obviously not as easy as they thought.

"Tsk. The man who poured the wine put down the bottle sullenly.

"We can't go back empty-handed like this, you go somewhere else, and you must know what broke the necks of those men last night. ”

At this time, a scantily clad woman walked over, she walked to the side of several people with her head down, and asked out loud.

"Do you need any other services?"

Her meaning is obvious, many bars in the City of Fog will offer.

But at this time, these men were obviously not in the mood, and one of them waved his hand impatiently and said briefly.

"No, go away. ”

"Hmm. The woman bit her lip, her expression was a little strange, but she didn't say anything, just nervously turned and walked away.

If Chu was here, he would know her, she is the woman Chu rescued last night.

She had just heard it, and those people seemed to be investigating something.

About, the person who was pinched off his neck yesterday.