Deputy Sheriff Mustachioed told me not to touch anything, I guess he meant that everything in the room was needed to prove that Sheriff Redfield was crazy and that two of his subordinates shot Sheriff just in self-defense.

I didn't want my curiosity to cause the two officers to lose their jobs or even send them to jail, so I tried to keep the little underground slaughterhouse as it was, just open the lids of some boxes or barrels on the surface.

Qiao Wei and I found the heads of cats, dogs, and even some lizards, found chopped bones, and saw hanging skins, but there were two things we didn't find—flesh and blood.

The basement was a mess, but there was no blood here, and there wasn't much blood on the ground.

No normal person would slaughter the town's pets in the basement of their home, and peel them off, remove their bones and flesh, so I can only imagine that the blood and flesh of these pets have been eaten.

The basement wasn't a good place to store food, so Qiao Wei and I immediately came out of the basement and went to the kitchen again, and then opened the kitchen's double-door large refrigerator.

There were a lot of plastic boxes in the refrigerator, and we opened a few of them casually, and there were neatly cut steaks inside.

We opened all the boxes one after another and looked at them, and they were full of meat! There were no ingredients in the whole refrigerator, no drinks, and all the meat was full. In terms of quantity, the meat here adds up to about twenty or thirty kilograms, and if they were all cut from the animals in the basement, then the sheriff's family would have eaten at least half of the pet meat.

As for the blood of those pets, I think the sheriff probably made them into blood pudding and ate them without preserving them.

Thinking of this, my mouth also secreted saliva uncontrollably, I quickly swallowed my saliva, and then took out a blood pudding from my jacket pocket, opened the package and ate it in one bite.

The blood pudding has not been processed at all, and in Qiao Wei's words, he will want to vomit when he smells it, let alone eat it, but for me now, this thing is the most delicious thing on shijie!

I can't explain how this would happen to the weishenme, but when the blood pudding slid down my throat, an indescribable incense would fill my whole body. Then, my body would become light, my brain would be unusually awake, and the nerves all over my body would be in a state of extreme excitement.

Maybe for me, blood is a very stimulant, but the downside is that I'm already addicted, and if I don't replenish it in time, I'll have a desire to attack people - evil gods, maybe this word is also very suitable for me.

"Are you also a police officer?"

A girl's voice pulled me out of my mental state.

The voice came from behind me, and I quickly turned my head to look behind me, and there was a little girl standing behind me, who should be over ten years old. She was very beautiful, but her skin was so white that she couldn't even see a trace of blood on her lips, and her body was pitifully thin.

My first reaction was that the sheriff's family had come back early, but when I looked over the door, I saw that the mustache and the other officer were facing away from the door, and I figured that if Sheriff Red's child came back, they would never let the child into the house, or even let them see Sheriff Red's body.

So, this girl was in the house all the time?

I crouched down and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Rachel." The girl replied simply, then repeated her previous question to us again: "Are you police?" ”

I glanced at Qiao Wei and motioned for him to come and talk to the girl.

Qiao Wei also hurriedly came over and squatted down and shook his head with a smile at the girl: "We are not policemen, but we are not bad people either, if you have to say our identity, you can think that we are priests." ”

"And do you know how to exorcise demons?" The girl asked.

I was taken aback by her question, I was sure that from us we could clearly see Sheriff Red on the ground, I could even see the blood on the ground, a ten-year-old girl was not as easy to deceive as a five-year-old, she should know very well what was going on at the door, but she ignored it, and came over to ask me and Qiao Wei what we do, if we could exorcise demons!

There is no doubt that there is something wrong with this home, there are serious problems!

"I can exorcise demons." Qiao Wei nodded in response to Rachel, and then asked, "Weishenme, you want to ask this question?" Is something going on in your house? ”

"It's not my home."

Rachel said something that surprised me even more, and Qiao Wei's eyes widened as well, and he didn't know how to proceed at all.

"This ...... You...... You say it's not your home? That...... So where do you live? Qiao Wei stammered and asked.

"I live here, but this is not my home."

"Wait, Rachel, you're confusing me! You say you live here, but this isn't your home? Qiao Wei confirmed Rachel's words again.

"Yes, it's not my home anymore, they've all changed." Rachel said unusually calmly.

Who do you mean by them? Sheriff Redfield? Qiao Wei tried to ask.

Rachel nodded, "He's not my dad, he's not human." ”

The phrase "not being human" can be understood in two ways, the first is also normal thinking, I can think that Redfield is a pervert who violates his own daughter! But now I'm more inclined to the second way of understanding, which is through the literal meaning of the word itself -- Sheriff Redfield is not human.

"So you're not sad at all to see him killed? Not surprised, not afraid, right? Qiao Wei asked.

Rachel nodded again in confirmation, "Yes, he's a monster." ”

"He's a monster? What did he do? Has anything been done to you? "Qiao Wei's question seems to be more inclined to the first way I thought of understanding.

"He's not my dad, he's not my dad anyway, and neither is my brother."

"Weishenme is not, where did you see that?" Qiao Wei patiently continued to ask.

Rachel didn't answer Qiao Wei's question again, but looked in the direction of the board, her eyes clearly looking at the blood-stained fork.

Qiao Wei also followed Rachel's gaze and glanced at the fork, "That fork ......"

"They keep stabbing themselves, not only with forks, but also with knives, bones, and awls, and then laugh and drink their own blood, they are all monsters." Rachel said calmly.

"Who are they talking about, your father, your brother, and your mother?" Qiao Wei asked.

Rachel nodded vigorously.

Qiao Wei was about to continue to ask Rachel other questions, but I had to pull Qiao Wei away from Rachel, because as the two of them were asking and answering, I also noticed that Rachel had many fine needle holes on the back of her hand, and the edge of her skirt was still stained with a little blood red!