Stuart was ushered into a quiet room, and the bishop was invited.

Stuart eagerly described his situation, and the bishop nodded, and asked for a clean priest's robe, gently comforted Stuart, and asked him to take him for a change.

Stuart felt weak and almost collapsed, and his whole body was wet, and he smelled of wanting to burrow into the cracks in the floor, and although there was no wind in the room, it was not warm, and he shivered violently.

After Stuart was taken out, the bishop directly informed the mechanical heart, and several members of the mechanical heart team immediately rushed to the scene, and found that there was neither the murderer nor the corpse there, but after careful investigation, a large number of traces of blood were still found, apparently the murderer hurriedly removed the body, but could not completely remove the bloodstains, so he had to give up and run away.

Once Stuart had regained some of his spirits, he was taken to a larger room with candles and other items, where a senior inspector was waiting.

He was told that all he needed to do was pray fervently to the god of steam and machines, that is, to cooperate with the investigation, and then he was led to rest in a daze.

After obtaining the portrait of the serial killer, several more members of the Mechanical Heart team entered the room, including Deacon Iconser, whose brown hair grew savagely.

Iconse picked up the portrait that had been copied into several copies, and said aloud to everyone:

"To save time and prevent the killer from escaping, I brought 2-111, which of you will use it?"

A few of the people in the room, you look at me, I look at you, and all but Carlsen looked down as if they hadn't heard, looking at their own shoes or those of their companions.

"Deacon, let me try."

Carlson replied eagerly.

"Try not to get into punishment."

Iconser handed the ancient silver mirror to Carlson.

Carlson confidently took the silver mirror and stroked its surface three times, he had wanted to do it for a long time, he felt that he was open and open, and there were no unspeakable secrets.

"Dear Arodes, my question is, who is the person in the portrait?"

The mirror floats like water waves, and a line of white words is displayed:

"Baron Arndte Casdey."

The words wriggled and transformed into a line of words that Carlson knew all too well. Then the blood-drenched handwriting covered the original silver:

"You haven't been looking for the right lady to enter the palace of marriage because you are not confident enough in that ability?"

For a moment, Carlson felt all eyes on him, filled with pity.

He immediately wanted to shout out "Absolutely impossible!" But Deacon Iconser's smoking appearance was still vivid, and he had to mumble in the affirmative.

"Ask again where this person is."

As if he hadn't heard anything, Iconser commanded Carlson in a calm tone.

Carlson pushed his thick glasses, closed his eyes, and stroked the silver glasses again, asking questions.

The silver mirror suddenly dimmed, it was a luxuriously decorated bedroom, and a young man with his eyes closed, lying quietly on a large bed, was the man in the portrait.

The camera then rises to reveal a villa mansion with a garden lawn and fountain, and then the camera rises to reveal a top-down view of Queens Bakeland.

The image fades abruptly, and Silver Mirror lazily claims that according to the principle of reciprocity, Carlson needs to continue answering questions.

"So, you have to solve it every night by hand?"

Carlson's lips twitched, his head buzzing, like a bubbling steam-powered engine, overloaded.

"Max, you're going to the Church of the Storm on our behalf."

"Carlson, you go to the police department right now to check the files, check the specific address of the murderer, and the rest of the people bring weapons and other seals to follow me to Queens."

Iconser put away the ancient silver mirror, put it in his pocket, and began to assign tasks in a rather rapid tone.

"Deacon, I have a question, why was the murderer just hit on the spot, but the murderer didn't run away, but went home to sleep like no one?"

One of the team members suddenly asked.

Iconsey paused for a moment and explained, "I find this strange too, but we only have so many clues at the moment, and it is the quickest way to ask directly." ”

……

After Crane finished scaring Stuart, he immediately rushed back to his house on Minsk Street, and came to the gray fog to predict whether things would develop as he expected and get all the best results.

Crane was lying on the bed, feeling a little sorry for Detective Stuart, especially at the thought of scaring him so much that his pants were wet.

If the murderer can really be caught, Detective Stuart is the biggest hero, and he should get a large bonus, I really hope that money can soothe Detective Stuart's scarred heart.

It's a pity, I found the murderer, but I couldn't get a copperpenny bounty.

……

The Mechanical Heart team led by Iconse came to the mansion, and to be safe, he used a seal outside the villa that could allow ordinary people's spirits to plunge into the dream world together, and the real-world fight could effectively protect the innocents in the villa when the strength could not penetrate the dream.

If the owner of this villa is also pulled into a dream, it means that he is an ordinary person, it cannot be a serial killer, and ordinary people do not have such a strong anti-divination ability.

If so, the Mechanical Heart team will retreat first, wait until dawn, and then the inspector will come to the door to question.

On the contrary, catch it first and then talk about it.

Arndt, who was asleep, suddenly woke up, he felt a palpitation, and his intuition frantically prompted, wake up, don't sleep, disaster is coming.

He immediately got up, grabbed his claw dagger, and prepared to leave the villa first.

The whole villa was quiet, and all the servants didn't make a sound, as if they were the only ones left in the villa, and outside the villa, there were hideous monsters, wanting to choose people to eat.

Several members of the Hearts of the Machine, with magazines full of extraordinary bullets and steam rifles, kicked in the door and met Arndt standing alone in the hall.

"Da Da Da"

Without saying a word, the members of the Mechanical Heart team began to strafe at the figure.

Arndt dodged with his strong, agile body, and yellow-green flames rose from his palms, and several flames emitted a pungent smell and flew towards the mechanical hearts.

The flames seemed to have eyes, chasing the people who were dodging, and a member of the mechanical heart team was accidentally licked by the flames, and the contact immediately made a corroded "zizi" sound, and he immediately let out a muffled snort in pain, and the gun was unstable. But it wasn't over, he immediately felt an evil force invade his body from the wound, spreading through his body with the blood. He was poisoned.

At this time, Arndt's mind was full at this time, what was going on, why did you arrest me, I couldn't be exposed, I didn't do anything in the past few days, the last time I killed someone was last week, I really handled it cleanly.

But no matter what, run!

As soon as he unleashed the poisonous fire, he fled backwards.

Before he could turn into the hallway, a pillar of blazing light of magnificence and purity descended from the sky, enveloping Arndt, leaving him with nowhere to hide, and his body almost melted.

Arndt let out a terrible scream, and extraordinary bullets of various effects rained down, and the battle came to an end in a blink of an eye.

The golden light spread out layer after layer, purifying all the evil and filth around them, and the poisoned team members felt that the toxins in their bodies were slowly being removed.

A heavily armed squad of official Extraordinaires raided a Sequence 7 Extraordinaire, and the results speak for themselves.