"Absorb!"

"Buzz!"

The words fell, and in an instant, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly again, and in an instant, it came to a space with a radius of one kilometer, and the entire space was covered with dead silence and falling ashes from the sky.

Even, there was the smell of sulfur that filled the entire nasal passages.

It can't be said to be exactly the same as the imaginary underworld, but it can also be said to be inseparable.

And in the ashes that fell from the sky, a policewoman in uniform, who seemed to have just regained consciousness, was standing in place, looking around with a blank face, as if she didn't quite understand why she was here.

That's when it happened.

The policewoman heard the movement behind her and turned to look, but saw that from the fog behind her, Booker, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, walked out of the fog, and immediately subconsciously prepared to pull out the gun at her waist.

But......

The policewoman touched the void, her expression was stunned at first, and the next second, she seemed to think of something.

Seeing this, Booker went straight to the point: "You're dead." ”

The policewoman came back to her senses, looked at Booker's badge of the New York Police Department that she took out after finishing speaking, recalled the scene before she died, and looked at Booker: "You ......"

Booker looked at the inquiring expression on the policewoman's face: "I'm in charge of your case, you can call me Booker." ”

"I know you."

"Oh."

"I'm in the same training session as you."

“…… I'm sorry. ”

"It's fine."

The policewoman smiled and looked around: "Then here is ......"

"Death's staging station."

Booker told a white lie, and then looked at the policewoman: "I found a psychic medium, if you don't mind, can you tell me, your memories before you die?" ”

Psychic mediums are very marketable in the Federation.

It's the same as feng shui, which is also very popular in the eastern country.

The reincarnation of the Wraith of Tikai is desperate, and it can't keep the soul, at least, until Booker completes the task of occupying hell.

If the policewoman does not go to hell within the specified time, then if she stays for a long time, she will completely GG or become an evil spirit.

The policewoman opened her mouth, and then, as if she thought of something: "Of course, but maybe I can't help you, because I don't have any impression at all." ”

"Don't worry!"

Booker looked at the policewoman who was the same age as himself and was trained at the same time as himself and nodded: "I promise, the person who killed you will kneel in front of you when he goes to hell and beg for your forgiveness, no, I will let him not even have a chance to go to hell to confess." ”

Again, that's the same sentence.

Criminals who kill police officers have no human rights, at least, in the hearts of countless police officers in New York City and even in the entire Federation.

Booker is also a member of the police department, and naturally it is no exception.

said.

Booker looked at the policewoman who closed her eyes, and slowly closed her eyes.

The next second.

The memory of the policewoman's death, instantly, flooded into Booker's mind.

This is the reincarnation of the Iron Armor Wraith's netherworld, and here, the soul has no secrets for Booker.

Even if the soul doesn't want to.

But......

As a price, if the soul is unwilling, then, after the forced extraction, this soul will completely turn into ashes and become a part of the countless ashes of this reincarnation netherworld.

However, the policewoman is willing, then it won't get in the way, at least, don't delay, later, the soul of the policewoman can still go to hell to report, if you're lucky, take a trip to purgatory, maybe you can go to heaven.

In a flash.

Rainy night.

Patrol.

Gunshot.

Fell.

The death clips of the policewoman flashed in Booker's mind one by one like a lantern.

Moment.

These countless slide-like images are stitched together into a finished fragment.

Soon.

By the time Booker opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth had risen slightly.

Got you!

And the policewoman who was still standing in place has disappeared.

That's when it happened.

Booker opened his eyes again, and returned to the alley, and saw George, who was standing in front of him, with a look of concern and anxiety.

“…… Why? ”

“……”

George looked at Booker, who suddenly came back to his senses, and was stunned for a moment, and then, relieved, and laughed angrily: "What are you doing, you've been standing here for almost three hours, why are you asking me?" ”

Has it been so long?

Booker thought to himself as he heard this, and when he looked up, the sun had risen in the east.

Is the speed of time in the reincarnation realm different from that outside?

Booker thought to himself, and then, oh, he said, "I'm too sleepy, I'm too lazy to go back to the bureau or go home, so I just slept here." ”

George rolled his eyes violently: "Do you like to sleep standing when you sleep?" ”

"Don't horses sleep standing up?"

"Are you a horse?"

"I'm a horse!"

"Genus ......"

Booker directly pulled away George, who was still pestering why he could sleep standing for four hours, stretched out on the spot: "Is the ballistic report out?" ”

"It's out."

"Parabellum nine-millimeter bullets?"

"Hmm."

George nodded, then reacted and looked at Booker: "The Ballistic Data Forensics Department only called half an hour ago, how do you know?" ”

Booker shrugged: "A man's intuition! ”

George: "......"

He has the headshot skill of Catherine, a policewoman in Picheng, and as an add-on to this magic skill, let's put it this way, just listening to the sound of gunshots, or listening to the sound of bullets breaking through the air, Booker can subconsciously know what type of bullet it is.

It's just that......

After Booker got the bullet model confirmed by George, he once again substituted the death memory of the policewoman in his mind.

The policewoman said she couldn't help much.

This is a lie.

Because the memory of man and the memory of the soul are two different things.

The policewoman herself may not have seen the murderer.

But......

Her soul has been seen, but the policewoman herself doesn't know it.

In the dim alley, the policewoman who was about to cross the alley and go from Brick Street to Adelson Street to find a 24-hour coffee shop to sit in for a while, after walking into the alley, suddenly, a man in black clothes and a black hood burst out of the corner where he had been hiding, and then a bullet quietly and directly cut through the sky, and then, with a bang, he didn't even leave a chance for the policewoman to survive, and he was killed directly.

Booker opened his eyes, and then looked into the corner where the killer was hiding.

George next to him seemed to be surprised by Booker's chattering appearance, shook his head, and said directly: "Tell me, have you found any useful clues." ”

Booker came back to his senses and looked at George.

The next second.

……