The two white old men next to Charlie were a little curious about Baker's "Sherlock Holmes Detective Collection".

It seems to be a detective genre novel.

The mayor stared at the red book in Baker's hand for a moment.

This old thing doesn't care who is dead, he only loves reasoning.

This time, I came with the director because I was curious about the case, and I came with the director.

Dressed in a suit, the mayor leaned down with wax: "Young man, how is this book?" ”

The immersive reading was interrupted, and Baker frowned slightly, squinted, and pulled the corners of his mouth down: "Before I get angry, get out of here." ”

Being interrupted from reading annoyed Baker.

As he spoke, Baker patted the holster on his waist, meaning to annoy himself again, so he invited the old thing to eat the gun and let him see how powerful the Eagle Sauce police were.

When these words were thrown, the police chief instantly clenched his fists, his eyes widened, this kid did what he wanted to do all his life.

Because Mr. Mayor is also a fanatic of mystery novels, but this old thing has a bad memory and is addicted to food.

Whenever there are some cases in the town, the mayor who does not know how to handle the case often asks the director about the details of the case and tries to reason to solve the case, although the mayor's result is always wrong.

But he was the mayor of the town, and the director was embarrassed to offend the mayor, so he had to play childish games with him.

It's like a boss who loves to play games and wants you to take him to play games, and your monthly salary is nourishing, but you can fire you if you don't take him, how can you choose?

Sometimes I want to collapse the mayor when I am annoyed.

Seeing that Baker watched it with relish, the mayor couldn't help but lick his lips, Meijian detective novels are not mainstream.

Because it involves detective novels, it naturally involves all kinds of murder methods.

I don't have much else to be beautiful and healthy, but I'm crazy, and I'm never short of mental illness.

In recent years, the popularization of Eagle Sauce education has been quite good, although the low-level fart people have implemented happy education, so that they can successfully graduate from primary school, there is not much culture, and their ideological consciousness is not high, so they just work for the Eagle Sauce Lord.

But this group of fart people must understand English words and letters, if they don't understand the future, how can they work for the big man to wipe the floor?

But if there is a detective novel that is popular, the murderer's modus operandi in it will be learned by those who are interested.

At that time, a group of fart people will set their eyes on Lord Eagle Sauce, what can they do if they commit murder and destroy their corpses.

For example, all kinds of salary deductions for no reason, as a result, the employee is a fan of detective novels, gets all kinds of chemicals, and is ready to kill the boss and then destroy the body.

Eagle sauce can compete with the burritos next door for drug control, and it is loose and soft, so the chemicals you need can be easily obtained.

This is also the fact that detective novels are not promoted by Eagle Sauce Media, so that they have always been niche reading.

After all, I am very beautiful and healthy, and the fewer books that teach murder in this way, the better.

Especially the big beautiful Jian who walks everywhere, the old man hates books that teach murder.

Seeing Baker's fascination, the old mayor stretched out his hand to Baker: "Young man, show me." ”

The corners of Baker's mouth pulled down, and the immersive reading was interrupted again, and now he was completely angry, suppressed and trembled his hands, gently closed the red book, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes stared at his legs slightly, and he stood up steeply, ready to pose as a police officer to show this old thing.

The afterglow swept over the old guy.

A hooked nose, blue pupils, and wax hair that looks greasy on this old thing.

Baker remembered that Mayor Mare liked to whip wax, and in large quantities.

He wears a modest suit and a Rolex on his wrists.

"Wait? Rolex. Beck was immediately alarmed, he remembered that the old mayor had come to the police station for a lecture this year.

It's probably a beep to thank the police department for how many potential threats they killed in the previous year, such as drunkards, quarrelsome passers-by, and owners who don't keep their dogs on leashes.

Successfully maintained the law and order in Fox Town.

At the time, Baker was bored and learned to be a detective to write down the mayor's appearance.

Love to whisk wax, and wear a costly Rolex on his wrist.

Then the identity of the person in front of him is about to be revealed.

"Hey, old man, take it if you want to see it." With a smile on his face, Baker grabbed the red book and threw it into the old mayor's arms.

There was no trace of evil on his face, but now he looks like a kind police officer.

The old mayor was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this young man's attitude to change so quickly, quite a bit like his own youthful demeanor.

The director held back a smile, this kid was clever and recognized the identity of the old man.

Charlie, who was leaning against the corner, dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

can be an official in Eagle Sauce Town, this person is either a donkey or an elephant, and his connections are definitely not bad.

Baker offended the mayor of the town, which basically means that the goods are finished in his career, and the police officers are basically done.

The old mayor sat down in Baker's place, adjusted his seat, and turned the first page.

The mayor read quietly, while the chief's eyes were on Kerry, a young man peeling an apple with a knife.

"Hello, Mr. Kerry, I'm Fox Town Police Chief Calland." The fat old man stretched out his right hand.

"Hello, Mr. Director." Kerry tried to smile, his hands clasped slightly.

"Tell me more about that day."

Kerry pinched his chin and leaned forward slightly, staring at Calander with a pair of eyes: "If I say that Doon is a Blood, do you believe it?" ”

Charlie shook his head, was Kerry also infected by Old John and turned crazy?

But Thomson's hideous corpse before, the knife kept in the evidence room, and the strange black ash in the morgue seemed to tell him that it was possible that Doon was a blood clan.

"We know about this, what happened in the morgue at that time? Can you elaborate on that? Calland glanced at Charlie, who took out his notes and prepared to take notes.

"Okay." Kerry looked out the window, his eyes closed and his brow furrowed, as if unwilling to think back to the experience.

"It was ......... at the time"

................

"In the end, I ran out as hard as I could, and I was almost killed by them." Kerry clutched his chest, seemingly innocent of the scene that day.

Charlie closed the note.

Calland had a headache and was dressed in black, revealing only a pair of scarlet eyes.

Could it be that those guys are also bloodborne?

Things are confusing, the old director feels haggard, and how to deal with it has to wait for those people above to come down to make a decision.

"Thank you for your cooperation..."Callander was just about to get up, and there was a cheer from the side: "Well written!" ”

This sound frightened the fifty-year-old man enough, and his legs went weak and fell back into the chair.

I saw that the old mayor who was reading quietly in the corner was flushed, as happy as his dead wife, and waved the "Sherlock Holmes Detective Collection" in his hand: "Sherlock Holmes can judge the other party's profession with just a simple glance, it's just a god." ”

The old thing pushed the director away, looked at Kerry with two eyes "with affection", and clenched Kerry's hands tightly: "It's not common to have such an excellent work!" ”

Even if it's just a few chapters, it can be seen in the old mayor's opinion.

This novel can be a masterpiece in the world of mystery novels, and he said quietly: "I have a friend who is a publishing editor, please let him publish this work!" ”

Saying that, the old mayor was indignant, clenched his fist with his right hand, knocked on the baffle of the hospital bed, and couldn't help but scold angrily: "There have been no excellent mystery novels in the world for a long time." ”

"Ugh." Jeno is a little embarrassed, this old thing is a fan of mystery novels.

"I'm sorry, I'm not going to ..... this book" Kerry didn't want to be noticed, he raised his hand slightly, his wrist exerted force, and he was about to wave his hand to refuse, when a system voice sounded in his head: "If someone who reads the host novel does evil, the protagonist will also get points." ”

Kerry stopped waving his hand, touched his cheeks with both hands, and his face was normal: "Then trouble Mr. Mayor Town, if the second book is released, a role must be arranged for you." ”

"Hahaha! All right! "The mayor feels very honored to love mystery novels, and in his eyes, Kerry is already the first person in the mystery world.

Seeing that the mayor wanted to continue, the director hurriedly gave Charlie Baker a look, and the two of them coaxed and coaxed the old mayor by the shoulders and pushed him out of the ward.

"I'll come again, boy, daddy!" The old mayor turned his head frequently, clutching the "Sherlock Holmes Detective Collection" in his hand.

Fleshy eyes looked at Kerry with a chill, and hurriedly picked up the bedside western novel, pretending not to hear.

The next week is a rest.

During this time, Isabella would bring some bento boxes to Kerry every day.

Kerry, on the other hand, recovered from his foot injury very quickly and is now able to get out of bed and walk for a while.

After completing his rehab session, Kerry lay in a hospital bed with his fingers on the bedside table, tapping rhythmically.

"Da, da, da."

The scene of Doon's head being cut off last week comes to mind.

As self-summoned creatures, when the Ninjas return to the Shadow World, what they see in reality comes to Kerry's mind.

That is, Kerry clearly appreciates the scene of Doon's head being cut off from a first-person perspective.

If you want to, you can even give it a 10x slow play.

"It's disgusting." Kerry's eyes were closed, and his face was pale.

The clearly visible blood vessels, white cervical vertebrae, and gushing blood kept coming to Kerry's mind.

"Smack!" A cold touch on his neck interrupted Kerry's thoughts.

Then a huge force dragged Kerry up.

The force on his neck made it difficult for Kerry to breathe, and he opened his mouth and breathed hard.

The body gradually lacked oxygen, and Kerry only felt blurred vision.

When I opened my eyes with difficulty, I saw a short-haired woman in front of me.

"Love, Alice." Kerry struggled to speak, and he recognized the woman.

The repertoire is ready.

Now the heroine appears.

"You, ho-ho, you, what are you doing?" Kerry struggled frantically, his legs flailing wildly in mid-air.

He felt like his brain was dizzy, but he was going to gamble.

"What to do? I ask you, what did you do to Doon? Alice looked at the man in front of her, and she was a little worried about whether this guy was one of those crazy blood hunters who was putting her family in danger.

This week, the Kerry ward has a rotating guard in the morning and evening, and Alice, who can't wait, finds her little brother Edward to lure the guards away.

Doon is a good friend of Alice's family, and Kerry happens to be called Van Helsing, so Alice can't be suspicious of whether it will be Doon who was killed by Kerry.

"You, you let go of me, I, I have a clue to the murderer." Kerry gripped Alice's wrist, and like Doon, her skin was unusually cold.

Hearing the word murderer, Alice's originally red pupils shrank, and she couldn't help but loosen her fingers.

Kerry sat in a hospital bed, greedily breathing air.

"You'd better not play tricks, Blood Hunter, you're not your ancestor Van Helsing." Alice has a cold face, stepping on Kerry's face in her running shoes, and her attitude is arrogant.