The most troublesome part of the blood stain cleanup is the blood splattering on the original wooden plank floor.

Because the blood will soak into the plank, it will be difficult to clean it no matter how much it is cleaned, unless it is purified by direct flames.

Dean could tell at a glance that the wooden planks in the room in front of him had been washed away repeatedly recently, but the remaining blood scale had formed a characteristic black-brown mark because of the large amount and the exposure to the air for too long.

No nonsense.

Dean kicked the young man in front of him in the leg joint.

With a clattering sound.

The young man twisted one leg and bent in reverse, kneeling on the ground with a confused face, but his head was pulled by Dean's hair, causing a large handful of bloody hair to be torn off.

Another kick.

The young man's other intact leg also lifted upward, showing an inverted U-shape, which made people's scalp tingle when they looked at it.

The person experiences a strong shock of pain that crosses the boundary.

The first time was that I was in that state of confusion, rather than feeling the pain directly.

Three seconds passed.

The young man looked blankly at his crippled and deformed legs, and only then did he let out a miserable howl like killing a pig.

"Shut up!" Dean grabbed him by the neck, took out a thin and short needle from the special buckle around his waist, and injected it into the young man's neck.

This is a morphine injection, which can be injected to relieve pain quickly.

This was originally a small preparation made by Dean in order to maintain a stable combat force after being injured, but now in order to interrogate and not attract Harry, he had to use one.

The mouth is gagged.

Severe pain cannot be vented.

The young man's aching nails were buttoned on the ground, and the green tendons on his neck flared up, and it was not until a few breaths later that he calmed down again.

He looked at Dean in horror, as if he had seen a demon himself.

"This is the price you paid for lying to me again, tell me, what the hell is going on here! The answer is fast, you may not have to be in a wheelchair for the rest of your life. ”

"I say! They're dead! ”

The young man looked at his twisted legs, and said in a trembling voice:

"That little bitch seduced me!

She said that his brother forcibly 'avenged' her, and followed her mother to kill their father, and was preparing to run away with millions of dollars.

She didn't want to follow these two devils, so she begged me to kill her brother and mother with her.

She slept with me, and then told me that after killing them, she would take the money and live with me in peace.

I didn't resist the temptation and drugged her brother and mother unconscious.

That bitch killed them with his own hands!

Then we decomposed the corpses here. ”

"That's an interesting truth." Dean whistled, "What about the corpses?" ”

"The bones were burned to ashes by me, and the meat was brought back to feed the dogs." In order to save his legs in time, the young man continued without waiting for Dean to ask: "After that, I sent her to the city, and she told me that if anyone came to investigate, she would give the other party the wrong information, so that people would think that the bitch's brother and mother had fled to Mexico alone!" ”

Nice plan.

It's a pity that Dean came too quickly, and just through the traces of the vehicle's stop, he determined that the young man was lying, and recognized the strangeness of the room at a glance, and didn't ask, and directly hit the ruthless.

"Are you sure you didn't lie to me this time?"

"I swear, I didn't!" , the voice of the youth has taken on a crying tone!

"Good!" , Dean smiled gently and stroked the young man's head: "I am very satisfied with your cooperation, you don't have to use a wheelchair in the future!" ”

Just when the youth breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Dean would call an ambulance for him.

Click.

The young man's eyes stared blankly at the sudden change in vision in front of him.

Why did this bed suddenly come from behind to in front of me...

The next moment.

His mind was in darkness.

Dean made sure that the other party was out of breath, so he threw the body with the broken neck on the wooden board and slowly got up.

He didn't lie to the other party.

If you're dead, you don't have to be in a wheelchair.

The other party is so skilled in dismembering corpses, how can it be the first time to commit a crime?

For such people.

Dean lazily wasted time pulling to the police station.

Outside.

Harry pistol in hand, waiting with a bored look on his face.

Dean hadn't been in for a long time, and there hadn't been any big movement in the hotel, so he wasn't very worried.

Now he has a kind of confidence in Dean.

Suddenly.

There was black smoke coming out of the direction of the hotel.

“FK。”

Harry cursed, picked up the pistol, and touched it.

It's not close yet.

Dean had already walked out of the hotel with a calm expression.

"Dean, this—" Harry pointed to the smoking cabin inn, "Don't tell me, there's a barbecue party in there." ”

"Almost." Dean pointed to the surrounding plants: "Harry, guess why the plants here are so much more lush than the surrounding ones?" ”

He briefly searched the hotel, and finally found a lot of bloody pieces of jewelry in a utility room, some with Mexican characters.

Dean guessed that more than ten stowaways, full of joy, were deceived by the young man's face and finally slept in the land.

It's just that I don't know why.

After he killed the young man, there was no movement from the detective panel this time.

"Plants?" Harry thought of something, his black face turned white, and he covered his forehead with some pain: "FK, Dean, I suddenly found that Los Angeles is much better than I thought. ”

"If you knew what Malina did, maybe you would be more disappointed in human nature." Dean shook his head, pulled out his phone, and dialed Marago's number.

This is where cleanup is needed.

Marina, too, will have to pay the price of deceiving him!

...

The dilapidated wooden door was pushed open.

Under the dim light of the hallway.

A dark shadow stood in the doorway.

The shadow stretched from the ground, completely enveloping Marina, who was huddled in the corner.

The black shadow looked at the stained and scarred ceiling above his head, twisted his neck, and made a series of crunching bone grinding sounds, which brought people a depression far beyond the environment here.

"I hate it when people lie to me!"

"Marina!"

"You've disappointed me!"

The black shadow is none other than Dean who has returned to the precinct.

Malina tried to escape, but was stopped by Marago's arrangers, who finally imprisoned her in this place of age at Dean's request.

Dean is in a bad mood right now.

In his previous life, the slightest intelligence error could lead to the failure of the mission.

Failure means death!

So in Dean's world.

Deception is equivalent to death!

Marina violated his bottom line one after another!

The trembling figure stopped the meaningless disguise.

Malina raised her head, and her originally pitiful little face showed a weird smile, looking up at Dean in front of her: "It seems that that fool didn't deceive you." ”

"But you wasted more than an hour of my time, and you took me a favor, and most importantly, you made my few sympathies worthless!"

Dean looked at Marina, who looked very sick in front of her, and a hideous smile appeared on her face that was even more penetrating than her: "In my heart, there has always been a bloodthirsty beast that wants to replace me, so I often suppress myself, you should not challenge the thickness of this door." ”

"So you're going to tear me apart?" , Marina looked at Dean without fear, and even ripped off her clothes with both hands, revealing the girl's unique white skin: "Come on, don't let me down." ”

Dean couldn't contain the excitement in her eyes.

Disgusted with their bodies.

So the more this body is tortured, the more there is a twisted pleasure?

"Huh~", Dean chuckled and turned around:

"I'm not going to touch you.

Not only that, but I'll get you back to Los Angeles safely.

During your time in prison, have someone write a book about what you have experienced in your voice and give it to your teachers, classmates, neighbors, and fellow inmates.

Everyone will pity what happened to you.

Even if you die.

Everything you have experienced will still be constantly mentioned, and finally become an unforgettable memory for many people. ”

After speaking.

He walked outside without looking back.

The next moment.

A soft body hugged him from behind: "I was wrong, Dean, don't do this, I apologize to you, I... It's just painful. ”

Sure enough, there is only another pervert who can deal with perverts.

Seeing that Marina was soft, Dean stretched out his hand and touched her soft hair: "I want to know, who is the person behind you?" ”

Ma Lina's body stiffened: "What..."

Dean lowered his head and whispered like a demon in the girl's ear:

"If you have a sense of resistance, you did it early in the beginning.

But you only dare to torture yourself.

You were domesticated by your mother as a little sheep.

Until, you meet someone who changed your mind.

He is smart, patient, enlightens you little by little, and finally makes you what you are now.

Think about it.

Marina, you had a chance to do it all over again, but now, you're going to go to prison for the best of your years.

So tell me, that person, who is it! ”

Think about it.

If Dean had been deceived by Marina's plan.

Was she so easily whitewashed?

Ma Lina is an ordinary girl, even if her spirit is twisted to the limit and blackened, she can't think of this revenge whitewashing plan.

The point is.

Bert and his mother, the bodies already stink.

If Marina is the end of this ethics case!

The detective panel should have closed the case as early as when Ma Lina was caught by the police here.

So Dean guessed.

Behind Marina, there is also a black hand that plans everything!

There was a half-silence.

Ma Lina's face showed relief: "Anyway, it's too late for you, just tell you, you should know this person." ”

"Who?"

"Marcas, he designed it all!"

Dean was shocked.

Marcus!

It's Marcas!

In Marcas, a helper, Dean's group has experienced doubt, denial, doubt, and denial.

Go round and round!

It's back in the dark!

The point is.

This bastard, because he has cleared his suspicions, there is no patrol officer to guard him anymore!

Now it is estimated that it has run.

!

Everything is a calculation!

Dean suppressed the frustration in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Go on." ”

"Marcus first met me through social media accounts, and I had so much pain in my heart that he quickly became my best friend.

After getting along for a while.

I couldn't help but tell him my secret.

Marcus helped me devise a plan for revenge.

Zoe is the key point that we deliberately selected and detonated all this.

Everything after that.

It went even better than we thought. ”

"Where is he now?"

"I don't know, before we left, he gave me medicine to find a chance to get revenge on my own, and since then, we haven't been in touch."

"Then why did he come to your house?"

Ma Lina showed her previous sick expression again: "Because, he wants to witness the revenge with his own eyes, including the money, he also transferred it, and he wants to complete a big plan." ”

"The big plan..."

Dean suddenly thought of the picture frame, as well as Marcus's birthplace, and hurriedly said, "Did you replace a photo in the frame and leave a message on it?" ”

Holz examined the frame and found that it was just an ordinary frame, and that the passage was just ordinary red paint, not blood.

Harry has also confirmed that Marcas's family died unexpectedly, he grew up in a welfare home, and his original family was not related to the Sheehan family.

Plus evidence of subsequent findings.

Dean and the others finally turned their suspicious gaze away from Marcas.

Marina shook her head: "No, it should have been Marcas, he said that he would leave clues and remind the police at the last moment that they could testify against him, after all, big scenes, need to have the right audience." ”

Dean was lost in thought.

He clearly remembered the words on the photo: behind the sacred, full of lies and filth...

He had thought it was a clue that Marina had left on purpose.

After all, affection is sacred.

Now it seems that this is Marcus identifying himself!

Sacred means faith!

Dean had a flash of inspiration, and several unrelated pieces of information came together in his mind:

Religion, Sheehan's family, who came to Los Angeles from poor and backward Arkansas only nine years ago, Sheehan's boss and Sheehan's wife, both devout believers in Christianity...

It is reminiscent of some religious scandals and deformed forms that he knew in his previous life.

Dean vaguely guessed the story behind this.

He knew where Marcus had gone.

Dean lowered his head, looked at Marina who was holding him, and said softly, "Okay, I'm done asking, do you have any other wishes before you go back to Los Angeles?" ”

Malina shook her head, the sickly expression on her face had disappeared, and only calmness remained: "No need, I feel much more comfortable when I say these things, I'm tired and want to rest, Dean, can you help me?" ”

Dean nodded hesitantly.

He took out his pistol from his waist, removed the bullets one by one, leaving only the last one, then reloaded the magazine, put it on Marina's hand, and tapped her finger on her eyebrows: "This is the closest place to heaven, it won't cause you pain." ”

This is a firearm supplied by Marago.

Dean had already put a guard on his hand so that he wouldn't leave fingerprints.

"Thank you." Marina held the pistol and sat back in the corner, with her back to Dean: "Dean, you are a good person. ”

Good?

Scold~

Dean laughed to himself and turned to leave.

More than ten seconds later.

A thud of gunfire echoed through the dimly lit passages...

There is much suffering in the world.

May you rest in peace.