Catherine, who was startled by the sudden screams at midnight, subconsciously reached out and grabbed the handle of the gun that had just been untied, she held the silver gun in her hand and listened nervously for a while, and then heard several screams, and the sound seemed to come from a room across the corridor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Catherine glanced at Monica, quietly got up and came to the door with her gun, carefully opened the door a crack, and looked out, the corridor of the inn was dark, empty and empty, only the sound of sorrow kept coming from the room across the corridor.

Catherine crept out of the room, and approached the room where the sound was made, and she crouched down in front of the door, and put her ear to the door to listen to the movement, at first she heard a cry and a moan, and then suddenly, a scream accompanied by a "thump" made her startle.

The frightened Catherine heard the sound of "dong dong" inside and still did not stop, as if someone was violently chopping a hard bone stick with a knife, and the chopped person kept screaming miserably, making Catherine squatting in the dim corridor feel creepy.

After a few moments, the screaming stopped, and a deathly silence lingered inside and outside the room, and Catherine held her breath and listened to Monica's movements, when suddenly, they heard a heavy footstep sound, "Boom, Boom, Boom", which was particularly frightening in the silence of murderous midnight.

Catherine had the courage to clench the silver handcuff with both hands, and was hesitating to kick open the door and rush in to take a look, when she suddenly heard footsteps approaching the door where she was, Catherine subconsciously shrank back, and prepared to raise her gun to aim at the door.

The footsteps continued to approach her, though only four or five paces away, but it sounded as if Catherine had walked for 10,000 years, and when the footsteps stopped abruptly near the door, Catherine's eyes were fixed on the crack in the door, nervously waiting for it to open.

As the minutes ticked by, the door never opened, and the surroundings fell silent, and the uneasy Catherine and Monica exchanged glances, and looked around carefully, the corridor was still empty and silent, and not even a ghost could be seen.

Catherine gestured to Monica for her to watch her back, then cautiously leaned over to the door, and put her ear to the door to listen to the movement, but the room seemed to be empty, and there was no moaning or screaming of the victim, nor the strange footsteps again.

Just when Catherine was puzzled, a light suddenly flashed behind her, and a hand suddenly grabbed her shoulder, and a shout came from her ear: "I caught you!"

Catherine, who was frightened by this sudden shout, almost fell to the ground, but she reacted quite quickly, and hurriedly leaned against the door and turned around to raise the gun to aim at the person who reached out behind her, but saw the little Lolit Lilith standing behind her with a curious face, looking at the gun in her hand and asking: "Hey, the stupid girl plays hide and seek and has to bring a gun, is the bad wolf asking you to do this?"

Catherine, who came back to her senses, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, panting and putting down the gun in her hand, Monica on the side also glanced at Lilith with palpitations, and complained: "Lilith, don't scare people in the middle of the night, you will scare people to death if you are so elusive." ”

"What are you afraid of?" Little Lori looked at them curiously, Catherine raised a finger to her and "shh ”

When little Lori heard this, she suddenly became interested, and leaned her little head forward and stuck it on the door to listen for a while, frowning and saying, "There is no sound in it, but I smell the smell of blood, I guess the stupid girl guessed correctly, someone must be dead inside!"

She looked back for a moment and asked, "Where's the bad wolf?"

"Mr. Rogge hasn't come back yet. Catherine got up from the ground and looked at the door.

"Then let's go and have a look first!" Little Lori didn't say a word, and with a wave of her hand, the lock of the door opened by itself, Catherine was startled, worried that the murderer was still in the room, and quickly pulled Lilith and Monica back.

She let little Lori stand behind her, holding the silver gun and carefully pushing the door open a crack, looking inside, the room was black and empty, and the fire candles seemed to have been extinguished, but Catherine's night vision eyes were not affected by the darkness, and the first thing that caught her eye was a male corpse lying in a pool of blood.

She steadied herself and slammed the door open completely, and at the same time raised her gun and aimed her gun into the room, where there was no sign of any living person, and there were seven or eight male corpses lying on the ground, as at the scene of the death of the last deceased, Marshall, with blood staining the walls and floor.

She was about to step into the room, little Lolit Lilith suddenly stretched out her little hand from behind her and clicked her fingers, and the fire candles in the room were all lit up instantly, and the startled Catherine and Monica both turned around and frowned at Little Lori, and Lilith jumped and ran into the house without care.

"Lilith, don't run around, don't destroy the clues left by the murderer!" Catherine hurriedly chased into the room and grabbed her, and the little Lori nodded impatiently: "I know, we have to wait for the big stupid wolf to come back to collect clues, I just want to see what that stupid murderer looks like!"

She turned into a little owl with her little hand, fluttered her little wings and flew around the room, and did not see a living person, and could not help but fall on the table in disappointment and said to Catherine: "Stupid girl, how can there be murderers here, they are all dead ghosts!"

"Looks like he's fled. Catherine carefully avoided the corpses and blood on the ground, went to the open window and looked out, and found some boxes piled up under the window, and the blood stains on the surface of the boxes could be seen, but they did not last too far on the subsequent pavement, and soon disappeared.

She turned to the bodies and examined them with Monica, revealing that the wounds on their bodies were the same as in the previous case, with large steel needles penetrating through the abdomen or chest, blood pouring out of the wounds, and severe damage to the internal organs.

As before, the head and limbs of one of the deceased had been severed, and the other deceased had horrified expressions, bulging eyes, and contorted facial muscles, and it is conceivable that they must have seen something very terrible before they died.

Catherine examined the contents of the corpse and found that a large number of valuables were there, and she checked the rest of the room, but found no useful clues, and just as she was considering whether to let the lamp god contact Rogge, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the hallway.

"The bad wolf is back!" the little furball sniffed the air, and with a flap of his wings, he rushed out of the room, and Catherine and Monica hurried out the door, only to see Rog walking up the stairs with the innkeeper and his group of thugs.

"Little villain, help me deal with these guys, don't let them pester me about the murderer, and let them all go back to sleep!" Rog said as he walked towards the little furball, and the little furball passed him and fell to the ground, turning into a little loli chanting spell and starting to cast an amnesia spell on the boss and the thugs.

Taking this opportunity, Rogge came to Catherine's side, glanced at the tragic situation in the room, and said, "I heard that we have another victim, which one is it?"

"I don't know, but everything is exactly the same as the last one. Catherine told Rogge the whole story, and Rogge walked into the room as he listened, and after a circle of the room, he stopped in front of the dismembered body, looked down at the deceased, and said, "Ah, we have the answer, it's Mr. Orlando." ”

"It turned out that he was Orlando. Catherine looked down at the bloody head that the trafficker had chopped off, looked up and asked the song: "It seems that the murderer should be Huntington!"

Rogge shrugged his shoulders and turned to the window, the probe looked out for a while, and suddenly jumped out of the window, Catherine and Monica shouted in surprise, and the little Lori who had just walked in from the outside asked, "Stupid girl, what's wrong? Did the bad wolf jump off the building?"

She turned into a little owl and flew to the windowsill, and looked down, only to see Rogge squatting on the wooden box about two meters below the window, looking down to check something, and after a moment he stood up and looked up to Catherine and said, "I think there are not many mysteries left to us in this case, and we can meet the murderer." ”

"Bad wolf, do you know again?" said the little furball, tilting his little head and looking up at the midnight sky, "Are we going to catch the stupid murderer now?"

"No, it's not time yet," Rogge said with a mysterious smile, "let's arrange a date for Mr. Huntington and the girl he has a crush on." ”

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The next night, there was silence on the docks of Dead Harbor, except for the ships moored in the harbor squeaking and swaying in the night breeze, and the nightwatchman's huts were empty, and there was silence on the docks.

At a dock on the harbor side, Huntington appeared with a dozen escorts, and Rogge approached him that morning, telling him that Miss Catherine had agreed to meet him and that she was willing to talk to him about cooperation.

Huntington was overjoyed to learn of this, his nemesis had just been killed the night before, his men had swallowed up the two ships of Orlando and Marshall, and he was greatly strengthened, and he was very excited that the beautiful woman he had chosen had agreed to meet him.

In the distance, he saw the white shadow of the night, Catherine sitting alone at the end of the dock, her legs rippling in the air, her long golden hair fluttering in the sea breeze, Huntington stopped to admire her back, and couldn't help but glance at his subordinates, let them stop where they were, and walked slowly forward.

"Miss Catherine, long wait. He paused behind Catherine and smiled earnestly.

Catherine looked up at him and nodded lukewarmly, and Huntington smiled and sat down beside her, his eyes greedily glancing at her towering breasts and beautiful face, and at the same time laughing, "Listen to Mr. Rogge, would you like to talk to me about future cooperation?"

"Mr. Huntington, let's talk straight," Catherine put her face close to him, and a fragrance suddenly seeped into Huntington's nose, making his heart flutter for a while, and he stared straight into Catherine's bright eyes, and heard her ask, "I know exactly what you want, I just want to know, what can you give me?"