"You'd better have stealth mode! I don't want to be a flying firework."

It was the most embarrassing way for Konstantin to die, and he was beaten down as a UFO.

Fortunately, there were no fighters trailing them, and the ship landed on Chicago's South Side.

"Didn't you say your friend just had an accident? Why did you live in an ID police building? ”

Pointing to the back door of the police station not far away, where you had to swipe your ID card to enter, Zhang San saw that when the few people next to him were still discussing how to get in, he made a move.

Pulling out his ID card from the Evergreen police station, he stopped a buddy who had just come out of the door and spoke a few words to him.

"Come on!"

The buddy who helped them swipe the card took a few people directly to the coroner's room where the corpses were stored, and after brushing the door open, he pointed to one of the corpses covered with a white cloth and said that this was the legendary music producer who was suspected of committing suicide.

"Can I take a picture with you?"

"No problem."

Obviously, there was no way to take a group photo in the autopsy room, but when the two came to the hallway, they were recognized by a passing medical examiner.

As a result, there were more and more people, and in the end, there were more than a dozen people standing next to Zhang San and behind him.

Some of them were medical examiners and aides, and some were Chicago police officers who got the news.

"Officer Zhang, do you think Bernie's death is a suicide?"

Outside the autopsy room, the Chicago police chief who was standing next to Zhang San looked through the glass at the few people who were using mysterious powers inside and asked.

Regarding the cause of death of the legendary music producer, the police determined that it was a suicide after a careful investigation and an autopsy, and it was also reported.

If this is not suicide, then their face is disgraced.

"There are not only superheroes in this world, but also demons and angels. The man inside was an exorcist, and he was also an old friend of Bernie's, who had come here specifically for this purpose. ”

Konstantin in the autopsy room, with the help of the other two, prepared and lit the air-dried palm he was holding, and a small flame erupted from the tip of each finger like a candle.

Then he held the air-dried palms of his lit fingers with both hands, closed his eyes, and began to recite the incantation, and the stitched corpse sat up suddenly a few seconds after the spell ended!

“FK！”

The police chief next to Zhang San widened his eyes and took a few steps back, obviously frightened by this scene.

Immediately afterward, all the corpses lying in the coroner's room began to twitch and let out terrible wails.

Goo-dong

"Let's hope his witchcraft won't put on the Night of the Living Dead at our police station."

The police chief, Gary, had his hands on the gun at his waist, his gaze quickly scanning over the twitching corpses, ready for a challenge from hell.

"Is he talking to a corpse?! OMG."

Seeing the exorcist quickly say something to Bernie, who had just sat up, Director Gary really relied on his strong willpower to watch this scene that was more terrifying than a 3D horror movie.

As the flames on the palm of the hand that Chas helped to hold inside were extinguished one by one, the corpse of the legendary music producer who had just 'come to life' gradually lay back.

It was at this time that Director Gary clearly saw that the corpse's mouth was opening and closing, it was talking, it was responding to the exorcist's words!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have taken the police officer who said such a thing for a fool!

"Director Gary, you don't care what the truth of this matter is, just close the case according to the original autopsy information."

After cleaning up the blood on the ground, Konstantin led the people out of the autopsy room, and as he spoke, he reached out to make a new friend.

Facing the outstretched hand of an exorcist who knows witchcraft, Director Gary shook it after a moment of inner confusion: "Thank you very much for your help. ”

A few minutes ago, the other party was still holding another person's severed hand in his hand.

But the witchcraft props shouldn't have any infectious viruses or anything like that, right?

"The next time you find any strange cases, you can call me, I'm here to help people solve this kind of thing, but it's not free."

Konstantin smiled and took out a business card with the Master of Dark Arts written in black on a white background from his pocket and placed it in the hands of the Chicago Police Department chief.

When a few people came out of the police building, he told Officer Zhang, who was following behind, the information he had received: "There is something wrong with Bernie's death, and I have to let my old friend go through the most horrific moment of his life again." ”

"What is the price of this spell?"

Doctor Fate often talks about the cost of magic, and the price of a magic spell that can make a dead person answer a question must be not small.

"Live a few days less."

This is not the first time Konstantin has used this spell, and the reduced lifespan adds up to a lot.

Drip.

A private car parked on the road next to them honked its horn, and the driver inside was still Director Gally.

"I forgot to ask you, what the hell is going on with Bernie?"

The police chief, who washed his hands and drove over to help, wanted to know the cause of death of the legendary Chicago music producer.

"Bernie said that voice, what sound in the record made him feel cold, and the moonrise"

"Moonrise Records?"

Director Gary had loved to listen to the blues before, and he remembered that there was a blues record label registered decades ago whose name was Moonrise.

He also told several people about the company's owner, Marcos. Mooney is still alive, but not in good shape.

"Take us around, maybe this person knows something." Konstantin returned the mobile phone handed by Zede next to him, since someone knows him, he doesn't need to spend time checking the information.

"Yes, but don't irritate Marcos, he's getting worse and worse."

After a more than ten minute drive, the group arrived at the entrance of a hospital under the leadership of Director Galli.

The owner of Moonrise Records is now so weak that he will have to spend the rest of his life in the hospital, and the last time Director Galli came to visit, the doctor told him that Marcos only had a few months left.

"Marcos is also a legend in my eyes, he used to be Willie. Cole's album producer, who was a popular blues musician in the thirties, suddenly disappeared at the height of his popularity. ”

"Could it be that his dead soul resides on the record, and then Bernie listens to the song and is attacked by a ghost?"

According to the clues provided by Director Gary, Zhang San instantly made up the common horror movie sequences.

"We're not catching the ghost Wachaji."

Konstantin, who walked behind the police chief, shook his head helplessly, because the reality was even weirder than a horror movie.

Knock knock.

Director Gary, who had led them to the door of room 2022, knocked on the door before pushing the door and walking in.

(End of chapter)