As the golden velvet enters, the slightly tattered and illusory figure of the Candyman gradually becomes real, and the state looks a little better than when he was first summoned to Waldberg.

In its pupils, some complex and mysterious pictograms loomed, little by little condensed and rendered, at first glance it looked like a fragment of a mirror, flashing a faint arc of light.

The man breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the movement in the candyman's pupils.

Fortunately, this stupid nigga did not waste this precious wisp of blank divinity, it seems that the divinity of the "mirror" has been extracted from his body, and then he only needs to continue to build momentum for the legend of "Candyman", and create more terrifying rumors and murder scenes, and wait for this idiot to regain his strength.

With the condensation of divinity, the Candyman gradually began to regain his senses.

He had obviously dealt with the man, and when he saw the other party, he looked displeased, and said gloomily: "Have you disposed of the few people who injured me?" ”

The man almost slapped him in the face.

Are you a bit of a push?

I was beaten like a dead dog, and if I hadn't saved you, you would have been a piece of scum by now.

He licked a big black face and asked me if I had solved it.

What the hell I want to solve most now is Ling.

But the concept of divinity of the "mirror" condensed by this is a necessary condition for the Lord's coming, and it must be completed by his active cooperation.

The man suppressed his anger and said coldly: "Not yet, the official people are not so easy to solve, you should be careful during this time, don't respond to any calls, don't go out, just wait here for your strength to improve with peace of mind." ”

The man's long-standing gentle treatment made the candy man feel an inch, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Your way of improving me is too slow, and only I can get more fear by creating death with my own hands." ”

He felt the power in his body that had become condensed and turbulent, several times stronger than before, and said, "Or you can give me a few more powers like just now." ”

The man's blood pressure rises for a while.

I just said that I can't get used to, I'm about to become an uncle.

He turned his head away, as if one more look would explode.

"In short, you must not respond to any call, you can't get close to the official premises, you can control the rest by yourself, that divinity should strengthen your ability to shuttle, and the situation will not come back to you."

Candyman said impatiently, "Got it, got it, no one can catch me." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and burrowed into the mirror, not knowing where he was going.

——

At this time, the Tvina District Police Department.

The four Lukes have arrived outside the interrogation room to interrogate the gang leader who is posing as Candyman and beating Professor Helen.

The black man had a few fresh scars on his face, and it looked like he had just been "interrogated", but he still didn't admit anything, just said that he couldn't get used to the white woman asking questions on the black man's territory, so he wanted to beat her.

As for why the fake "Candyman", just think it's cool.

The pre-trial officer stepped out and whispered all of this to Amisha, emphasizing the difficulty of the man.

Dust smiled disapprovingly and said, "Leave it to me." ”

He reached into his small pocket, which had taken several of the charms he had used in his previous battle with Candyman.

Luke looked over curiously, and saw that there was indeed a metallic flaky object in Dust's hand.

Seeing Luke's curiosity, he explained: "Hypnosis charm, a very simple basic charm, can only be used to deal with some ordinary people with low mental strength, it is useless in the transcendent world, but it is very convenient to use it to solve cases." ”

After saying that, he put the charm in the palm of his hand and walked into the interrogation room with several people.

The black leader saw that there were a few more people, the old man, the little one, and a woman, obviously not knowing that the most important thing to offend in the rivers and lakes was the old man, the woman and the child, so he just smiled disdainfully: "Is there no one in the police station?" I'm looking for you guys to ask. ”

The four of them didn't react to this, and Daxter walked over to the black leader who was chained to the interrogation chair, and the charm in his palm faintly emitted a strange ripple.

He asked softly in a non-hurried tone, "You're Mandy Carlson, aren't you?" ”

The black man on the other side of the street had answered this question several times, and he replied with a smile: "Yes, it's me, do you each one have to ask once?" ”

Dast continued, "Did you hit Lady Helen?" ”

Mandy, a black man, still has a dead pig expression that is not afraid of boiling water: "You said that white Bichi, right?" Yes, I beat her up, and she shouldn't have been on the black territory to do her so-called social research. ”

After two exchanges, I don't know if it was the influence of the power of the spell, and the atmosphere on the field eased a little.

A subtle light suddenly flashed in Daxter's hand, and the fluctuations that were only vaguely felt before became more and more obvious, and Mandy was confused for a while, and suddenly felt that Duxter in front of him didn't look so annoying.

His spirit began to weaken, and the two eyelids couldn't help but start fighting.

Seeing that the spell worked, Dust asked in a soft voice, "Did someone instigate you to pretend to be Candyman?" ”

Mandy heard the question, didn't think about it, and subconsciously replied, "Yes." ”

Daxter continued: "Who is it, do you know his name or what he looks like?" ”

The question seemed a little complicated, and Mandy thought for a moment before answering, "Someone gave me a sum of money to spread the Candyman rumors on my territory. He was wearing a mask and a hat, and I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could tell it was white from the eyes. ”

"So what did you do besides spreading rumors?"

"They brought my attention to the people who came to investigate the Candyman case, and nothing else."

Without any more clues, Daxter put away the charm in his hand and slammed it into the treasure bag.

Mandy also gradually woke up from his half-asleep state, and he suddenly recalled the scene just now, and shouted in horror: "Wizard! You are also an evil sorcerer! ”

Also.

Luke's eyes lit up and he stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, "Have you seen other wizards?" ”

Mandy also realizes that he has said the wrong thing again, and he closes his mouth, not saying a word, and does not dare to make contact with Luke again.

Daxter stepped forward, pressed Mandy's head, twisted it, stared him in the eye and said, "Say it yourself, or, like I did, I'll say it for you." ”

In the face of supernatural powers, Mandy realized his powerlessness, and after a brief struggle of thoughts, he swallowed his saliva and confessed: "It's a white man, although he is disguised, but I can see the fake workplace elite smell on his body at a glance." He killed a little boy in the public toilet on my site, and that's where I first advertised Candyman. ”

As he spoke, his whole body began to tremble. "I saw the man who killed the little boy, covered in blood, coming out of the public toilet and gesturing a thumb across my neck at me, and mouthing me, Candyman. But no one but me could see him, as if he was invisible. ”

It is also invisible, and can freely choose whether to be seen or not for different people.

Luke, who is shallow in this ability, has no clue at all, and Amisha is a layman among laymen, and the two can only look at Duster and Yaska for help.

Dast smiled bitterly, "Why, do you really think I'm an encyclopedia?" I don't know. ”

Yaska shook her head dumbfounded, "I don't know. ”

——

A few days later.

In a small villa, the Candyman hooked the sharp iron hook of his right hand into the throat of a middle-aged white man, and lifted him up like a dead pig in a slaughterhouse, and smiled unbridled as his legs struggled weakly.

After absorbing the Void Divinity, his [Mirror Crossing] skill has been strengthened again, and now when there is a mirror around him, he can freely perceive all the mirrors within a kilometer through the mirrors around him, and observe the surrounding environment through the opposite mirror, and after a short cast delay, he can shuttle through any mirror.

The Candy Man, who had fully recovered from his injuries and greatly increased his mobility, felt the nearby mirror at random, and saw that the middle-aged white man was tidying up his meter in front of the mirror, pretending to look like the farmer who killed him, so he came out of the mirror and killed him to vent his anger.

After tasting the fear and blood, Candyman's mood was much better, and he finally remembered what he had to do.

That woman, the woman who was investigating himself, looked exactly like his former lover.

But she was going to turn against herself, and she published a story in some bullshit newspaper saying that Candyman didn't exist and that people were making up lies.

As a result, a large number of ordinary people who have not really met themselves have lost their fear of themselves, which has caused his strength to drop a lot.

Damn, why go against me.

Candyman recalled the sweet love and the woman's vivid flesh, threw the corpse in his hand and turned into a swarm of bees and flew out of the open window.

In just a while, he has already devised a "flawless" plan: kill a few people first, and then hypnotize and control the woman to the scene, frame her, and if it doesn't work once, he will come back a few times, and guide the actions of the police in the dark, it is best to let her die unjustly and become a wronged soul, so that she can be with him forever.

He even gave the project a resounding name, called - Resurrection, my love.

Kill this young woman and resurrect your eternal love.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but unfortunately, he was just a university professor, not a female college student, otherwise it would be more perfect.

The swarm had been circling for a long time in the place where Helen had surveyed her, and sure enough, it had waited for her.

In the empty underground parking lot, Helen walked while holding some of the photo negatives about the Candyman case given to her by her companion, took them out one by one to observe, just walked to the car, took out the keys and was about to get into the car, a sound of footsteps came from behind, and a deep voice called her name inexplicably.

"Helen."

The woman, who was in the excitement of getting a new clue, didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, turned her head to see that there was no one on her side, and responded: "It's me." ”

Again, the same deliberately slowed gloomy tone.

"Helen."

The look of excitement on Helen's face vanished, and she turned to look behind her in confusion.

At the other end of the parking lot, a tall figure stood in the sunlight, tilting its head as if thinking about something.

She asked out loud, "Who are you?" ”

The man still held his head up, and there was no response.

Realizing that something was wrong, she lowered her voice and repeated nervously, "Who are you?" ”

The man didn't move, his mouth didn't open, but a clear voice sounded in her mind.

"Helen, I'm here especially for you."

When she saw that the man was mysterious and dangerous, she immediately turned around and wanted to drive away.

Suddenly, frames of images came to mind, which were the murals of the Candyman that I had seen during the investigation.

Her brain tingled and she couldn't stand steadily, so she had to lean against the side of the car to support herself.

Pictures continued to flash through her mind, causing her to feel dizzy.

She stared at the figure opposite with wide eyes, but she couldn't make out who it was for a long time, and asked in confusion, "Do I know you?" ”

The figure on the other side finally reacted, he put his hands behind his back, looked unfathomable, and slowly walked towards Helen, his voice was still as low.

"No, you don't know me, but you doubt my existence."

Helen seemed to lose control of her body, and she said, "I'm sorry, I'm leaving." ”

But his body was motionless, so he could only stand still.

Candyman smiled smugly, such mortals were too weak in front of him, and he could control their life and death at will.

He stretched out his right hand, which was behind his back, and the hook still had fresh blood and flesh stains.

"Now you don't need to go, you're not satisfied with my story, so I'm here."

"Be my victim."

Looking at the mysterious runes swirling in the candy man's pupils, Helen's eyes went black and she lost consciousness.

——

In her sleep, a violent scream and wail rang out, gradually waking Helen awake.

She opened her eyes, and the mold-covered ceiling appeared in front of her, and she didn't know where she was lying on the floor.

Not far away, the crying continued.

She sat up, lifted the coat over herself, and found that her abdomen was covered in blood.

The frightened Helen hurriedly touched her stomach and found that there were no wounds on her body, but there was still no trace of stability.

If it is not your own blood, whose will it be?

In a panic, she used her hands and feet together, stood up, ignored the blood on her body, opened the door of the room and planned to go out.

As soon as the door opened, a bloody human head was sitting on the ground in the doorway, and the blood that flowed out formed a small pool of blood on the ground.

Helen was so frightened that she retreated, and she regained her senses, picked up the kitchen knife next to the human head, and walked in the direction of the wailing.

A black woman is crying at the bedside.

Seeing Helen with a knife, she ran out like crazy, chased Helen, threw her to the ground, grabbed her by the neck, and slammed her to the floor.

As he collided, he shouted, "You murderer! Murderer! ”

Helen couldn't hold the woman's arm at all, and in a hurry, the kitchen knife in her right hand slashed at the woman's arm.

The sharp pain sent the woman tumbling to the ground, and Helen turned and half-knelt on the ground, restrained her, and raised the knife to try to calm her down.

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the door.

"Police, open the door!"

As soon as the voice fell, several policemen broke down the door, their spears aimed at Helen.

Helen hurriedly threw away the kitchen knife in her hand, raised her hands, and stood in place according to the instructions of the police.

The slashed woman took the opportunity to pick up a kitchen knife and brandished it to slash at Helen, but was also stopped by several policemen.

After taking the situation under complete control, several police officers twisted Helen's arms and took her away, leaving the remaining people to check the clues at the scene and calm the emotions of the victim's relatives.

I've been coding words in the morning, and it doesn't end until half past eleven. Then I was busy with the work of the unit for a while.,After working overtime, I was dizzy and crashed.,Forgot to release.。。。 I'm sorry

Wait, there's another chapter of 5,300 words, it's been reviewed, I'll see what's going on

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