Half an hour later, the two returned to the lobby on the first floor, which was filled with the smell of blood.

They searched every room of the three-story house and found no other victims, and it appears that all the people in the house were gathered in the hall and brutally murdered.

Angel also found that the study and master bedroom had been turned upside down, but they were not cluttered, but very purposefully rummaged, including the safe hidden behind the hanging paintings, which was also opened normally, and the inside was empty.

It seems that whether or not the murderer came for revenge, he also carried out an efficient plunder, and most likely threatened the owner of the house to take out all the valuable items himself, which is why he was so "efficient".

When the two of them descended from the central staircase to the first floor, old Neil, dressed in a black robe, had already arrived at the scene, and he had put the wooden box he had brought with him to the low stool by the door, and was rummaging through it.

Hearing Angel and Leonard's footsteps, the "voyeur" turned around.

"When I heard that police officer come to me, I thought it was a strange but not bloody scene like last time Riel Bieber, but I didn't expect ......"

He looked around the hall, his wrinkled face showing a hint of solemnity.

"I've ...... such a bloody and violent scene in the past few decades," he sighed before continuing, "Well, I've seen it quite a few times. ”

"The most recent one is the serial killer who shocked the city of Tingen five years ago, well, it's the 'criminal' pathway, also known as the 'demon' path sequence 7, 'serial killer'."

Old Neil crouched back and continued to search the wooden box for the ritual materials he needed, chattering words continuing to come from under his hood.

"They worship demons, and they like to sacrifice innocent lives with evil rituals they have in their hands to please them, and the victims who fall into their hands often die miserable deaths, as is the case in this hall now."

"The captain told me about it, and Miss Rosan's father died in the process of tracking down the serial killer, right?"

Leonard asked.

"Yes, and to die ...... So we told Rosanne that he had died in an accident and died protecting the people, and that Dunn wanted her to live happily instead of following her father's path in the pursuit of extraordinary powers. ”

Old Neil's words carried some embarrassment, which made Angel's mood a little low, she didn't expect that Roshan's father actually died at the hands of the murderous extraordinary, not the "accident" that she had always heard about.

"Well, without mentioning that, I mean, this very bloody looking murder scene could be the work of an isolated, perverted thug, or it could be part of a serial murder or a demon sacrifice ritual."

"You were right to call me over."

With a few thumb-sized glass bottles and a cloth bag in hand, Old Neil stood up from the wooden box and looked back and concluded.

He opened the cork of the glass bottle, walked to the center of the hall, found a space with less flesh and blood, and spilled the liquid of various colors beside him, and formed a circle.

He then twisted the powder out of the bag and sprinkled it around.

"This is the Holy Night powder, which in this case can replace the ritual dagger and quickly build a spiritual wall."

He explained, sprinkling the powder.

When the powder met the liquid on the ground, it evaporated a pungent smell that obscured the bloody smell of the hall and separated Old Neil from the other two like an invisible wall.

There is no need to prepare a sanctified knife, but it is necessary to prepare the materials in advance, which seems to be convenient in each way......

The first time Angel saw the "voyeur" old Neil using ritual magic, his curious eyes stared at his every move, and Leonard next to him seemed to have seen too much, his eyes kept skimming around, and even yawned boredly.

Old Neil half-closed his eyes and entered into meditation, his hands half-open, his lips squirming, and chanting a prayer in a low voice, because of the barrier of the spiritual wall, Angel could not hear the content of the prayer, but presumably to praise the goddess of the night and ask for her help.

It feels similar to Klein's dream divination, setting up the scene, entering meditation, and then it should be to wake up and tell us what we see?

Just as Angel was secretly speculating, Old Neil suddenly opened his eyes, and the dark red in his pupils became deep, and finally turned into complete black, spreading to the whites of his eyes.

He waved his hand directly to lift the spiritual wall, walked quickly to the wooden box he brought, took out white paper and pencil from it, closed the lid of the box and directly used it as a table, quickly drew on the paper, waved his arms, his body trembled like cramps, and his body revealed an invisible madness.

Angel and Leonard crept around and found a thin, thick-lipped face on the white paper taking shape.

"Black hair, brown eyes, about 30 years old."

After describing what was difficult to express in a sketch, old Neil's eyes returned to their normal color, and his body no longer shook wildly.

"Praise the Goddess."

He drew a crimson moon on his chest, and the invisible madness around him disappeared.

The voyeur lowered his hood and looked at the two teammates on the side, a trace of sweat running down his neck.

It seems that the ceremony just now is also a big burden for him, an old man.

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"I saw what remained in the room, the process of the intruder killing everyone."

After a short break on the bench in the cloakroom, old Neil began to describe what he had seen and heard.

"He gathered everyone into the hall, took his wife and children hostage, and threatened the man to take out his belongings or kill them all."

"The follow-up clips are a bit messy, maybe they were interfered with by some extraordinary abilities, of course, we also saw the results, including the male host, none of the five escaped."

He looked at the cloakroom door that led to the hall.

"This is similar to our suspicion, there is no trace of destruction or vandalism in the study and bedroom upstairs, all the valuables are gone, and the safe has been opened with a password, which should have been found by the Alain Plak himself, but unfortunately these efforts have not saved him and his family."

Leonard said with emotion.

"What is the way he kills people? You can't do it by ordinary means, can you? ”

Angel was more concerned about the killer's method of killing, and at first she even suspected that Mr. C, who had escaped in the port of Enmat, had done all this, but the portrait given by old Neil struck her as unfamiliar.

This may be another "Bishop of the Rose" of the Aurora Society?

Old Neil also frowned, and hesitated for a moment before answering.

"After getting the cash, the jewelry, the bearer bonds, he forced everyone to drink a glass of red potion, well, a bit like red wine, and then, in his shouts, everyone exploded into a cloud of blood."

"I can't see the follow-up situation, maybe it's the interference caused by the explosion, maybe it's that after this extraordinary person left, there was no psychic goal, but I found that in divination, the 'amount of flesh' on the spot, on the spot, is much more than what I see now."

Meat volume......

Angel felt that the word was a little creepy, and it was no wonder that old Neil hesitated for a long time to say what it was like.

"So, the killer not only stole the anonymous, untraceable property, killed everyone at the scene, but also took part of their bodies?"

Leonard also looked at the hall and said with a cold face.

(End of chapter)