The lazy afternoon sun shines through the window, illuminating the three people at their desks.

Otis placed the list and photo in front of Dean and Adam in his left hand, and in his right hand he held a freshly boiled egg rolling over the bruise on his face.

"These are the people who have visited William in recent years, such as Julie Simon, a professor of history at the University of Chicago, Lionel Lassitet, the owner of the House of Sandpipers, and Frankie Culus, a well-known real estate developer..."

The photographs depict a middle-aged man in a yellow trench coat and tortoiseshell glasses, an old man with silver hair combed back, and a withered, thin old man sitting on a chair.

"As far as I know, the first one is of great prestige in the academic world, and he came to exchange information about Leviathan with William."

"The second made his fortune by hoarding uranium during World War II, and he loved to collect all kinds of strange items, and somehow he heard that William had an antique Rubik's Cube in hand that he wanted to buy."

"As for the third place, it is the richest man in Columbus, a philanthropist, and a household name. He made generous donations to Ohio University many times, and visited William as a companion to the president. He is in his seventies and in a worrying physical condition. ”

Dean heard this, and his heart moved, and he took the third photo in his hand, "Frankie is not in good health?" ”

Otis nodded, "This guy is paralyzed in a wheelchair and can't take care of himself. ”

Adam on the side sobered up from his contemplation, "I used to talk to my friends about this rich man, the organs in his body have been changed several times, and he still can't maintain his health, and he doesn't have a son and a half daughter to inherit the inheritance. ”

Otis continued, "When man is in a desperate situation, unable to be redeemed by scientific and realistic means, then he may turn to the occult, and this French, perhaps believing that William's research will save his life, promises to invest tens of millions, but William very decisively refuses him. ”

Dean's eyes showed thought, William's original intention in studying the séance was to save his terminally ill wife, and wanted to make the other party reborn as a curse.

This French probably learned a little inside story from somewhere, and heard the news.

"Rich people are very ambitious and desired, and they will never be willing to die like this, he will definitely grasp the straw that saves his life at any cost," Dean tapped his finger on the table, "This French is most likely to have kidnapped William, I am going to go to him, do you want to be together?" ”

Adam clutched his handbag in his arms, "I have to confirm William's whereabouts." ”

"Please take me with you." Otis snapped off half of an egg, "My life's wish is to witness the summoning of a séance, and now the opportunity is right now. ”

"Well, I'll fulfill you." Dean took Frankie's picture, closed his eyes, and launched the Black Domain.

……

In the heart of the city, the top floor of a twenty-storey building.

All sides are surrounded by transparent glass.

Dressed in pale gold silk pajamas, Frankie Culus slid to the high floor-to-ceiling window in a wheelchair with an infusion stand, because he had just gotten off the operating table not long ago, with a circle of white yarn wrapped around his chest and abdomen, and an infusion tube inserted in the back of his left hand.

Tick, tick, ice-cold fluid is slowly injected into the vein.

His cloudy, large and small eyes look down on the city through the glass.

The sky-high buildings are like a jungle of steel rising from the ground in a snowy field, cruising with golden spots of light.

Below the building, neat and orderly streets, dense and chaotic traffic and crowds form a prosperous scene.

Columbus, full of energy and vigor, moved forward at a rapid pace.

"Till."

Frankie shouted in a voice hoarse like a throat cancer patient,

A man in a tuxedo with a black bow tie and meticulously combed hair walked to his side, bent down his straight body, and respectfully lifted the old man's right hand on the armrest of his wheelchair.

The fingers covered with age spots, dangling like fish floating in water, pointed to an area under the window,

"Forty years ago, it was a stinking gutter, where people lived in red-brick houses that had lasted for more than a century, making tons of sewage and excrement every day that seeped from inferior sewers onto the pavement. The air is filled with the smell of feces and urine, and if you are not careful on the road, your shoes will be dirty, and there are no companies willing to make a home in such a place. ”

A ray of pride shot from Frankie's wet eyes,

"I made it happen. My construction company, my guys, bags of cement and excavators, filled in its ugly and backward past, built churches, hospitals, schools, gave it a new lease of life, and helped it transform into the glamorous, decent, and prosperous it it is today. ”

"Mr. French," said the butler, with a look of respect, "you are the creator and master of this city. ”

Frankie sighed, "Yes, even you, an immigrant, understand my contribution to the local area, why is there a local who doesn't know how to be grateful... I invited him over and helped him save his wife at any cost, but in the end he left me with only a mess! ”

Ahem, ahem...

Frankie coughed emotionally, his skeletal chest bulging like a bellows and then retracting.

The butler gently patted him on the back, placed a towel to his mouth, and took a thick piece of bloody phlegm.

"You still have a chance, as long as you find another mourning box, you can continue the ritual, the séance, the pentagram circle, and the blood are all ready."

"That damn box is playing hide and seek with me. I've been searching for more than ten years all over the world to find one from William, how long will I have to wait for the next one? Even God can't give an answer. Franche's bark-like face showed a touch of helplessness, and he touched his chest to feel a twilight, slow snail-like heartbeat, "Hear, how can this rotten heart keep me going until the next ten years, immediately pick a young heart, I will have a transplant tomorrow." ”

"Yes, the hospital you funded has saved countless families, and many good children are grateful for your kindness and are willing to sacrifice their lives for you."

The butler bowed to him and turned to retreat.

Frankie was the only one left in the living room on the rooftop, and he continued to stare out the window at the tall buildings, "It's time to tear down the old building on the west side of the Irish Quarter and build a new shopping street... Talk to their boss first and take it for a small fee. ”

Suddenly, a crisp tinkling sound sounded in front of the wheelchair, which suddenly disrupted the grand blueprint in his mind.

A half-palm-sized brass-colored badge flew through the crack in the window, landed on the tiles of the floor, rolled past his limp feet, and jumped onto his shoulders with an eerie chuckle.

Frankie was terrified for a moment, so frightened that his legs, which had been paralyzed for many years, trembled.

He tried to turn his head to look at the badge, and it turned out to be like a mischievous little devil, circling around the back of his neck.

"Till! Come! Get the damn thing out of my way! ”

Frankie pressed the button on the wheelchair in horror but couldn't press it, and instead his body turned back uncontrollably with the wheelchair, and three figures suddenly appeared in his vision.

A Mexican, a skinny young man like a ghost, a fat man with a bald broom and a beard.

Standing side by side like a ghost, three pairs of eyes staring at him like police interrogating a prisoner.

Frankie couldn't remember not seeing such rude eyes in twenty or thirty years, and his heart burned with anger.

But years of life experience made him recognize the situation in front of him for a moment, and the three guys dressed the professional bodyguard team he hired into a sieve, and silently came to the twentieth floor under the hundreds of surveillance cameras in the building, behind him.

Far from ordinary people.

As soon as he thought of this, Frankie swallowed his anger and the stupid thoughts of those fools, released the fingers on the button, and spoke first, his throat hoarse as if he was blocking a mouthful of phlegm,

"Three, please don't do it, I'm not lightly ill, and I will die in Huangquan after a few blows, and you won't be able to get anything at that time. Why don't you make a deal, I spend money to buy my own life, you make a price, a knife, bearer bonds, gold, or a transfer? ”

"There is a helicopter on the roof... Ahem... After the transaction is completed, I send a driver to fly you away? Make sure nothing goes wrong. ”

"Don't like airplanes? There is a latest-style armored Rolls-Royce parked in the parking lot on the first floor, you can drive it casually, and I guarantee that the entire Columbus Police Department will not be able to mobilize any armed forces that can threaten this car within two hours. ”

"Evil capitalists! Don't insult our personality with your stinky money! Adam, in the center, spat at his wrinkled face, then looked at Dean beside him.

The gaze was both awe and awe.

He felt that this "Kenny" was unfathomable, and he led himself and Otis to the Saarinen Building, snapped his fingers at random, and the two of them were in a daze, and passed through a dark door and entered the top floor of the building.

Facing the ugliness of the richest man in Columbus.

Getting Dean to nod, Adam glared angrily and looked at the old man angrily,

"What, don't you know me? You kidnapped William White and didn't even recognize his son? ”

Frankie's heart sank, narrowed his swollen eyes, and thought of the evaluation of a gangster who had been found by the group of subordinates on the streets, and secretly scolded them for being bloody.

What gangster can sneak up on him without knowing it?

His deep, calm eyes showed an apologetic look, "Adam, I'm sorry to take your father without your permission, but I promise I didn't hurt him. ”

"Where is he?"

"Listen to me, I invited William into this building half a year ago." French's gaze swept over the faces of the three men, especially the Mexican one in the middle, inexplicably startled, "I signed a cooperation agreement with him, and the agreement is in the second drawer of the desk behind you." ”

Dean gave Otis a look, and the latter immediately walked over and rummaged through the cabinets.

"So, the fire that burned down the house that night and the corpses inside were your handiwork?" Dean condescendingly looked at the richest man in Columbus, who was sitting on a net worth of hundreds of millions, and the cold light in his eyes made the other party tremble,

"Hmm."

Adam choked angrily, "Don't say anything about William, you obviously forcibly kidnapped him, and you also killed someone and faked his corpse!" ”

"It was my inconsiderate thought that offended His Excellency William, but we have been very happy for months since." Frankie endured great humiliation, twisting his neck in a wheelchair like a maggot, "As for the body, it also came from a sick person in the hospital, and the falsification process did not hurt anyone, if several still feel that it is inappropriate, I am willing to compensate." ”

"I'm not unapologetic about compensation." Adam slapped Frankie's old face with contempt, "Go on William." ”

"I helped him perfect every step of the séance, gathering all the materials he needed. And I asked for a reward, just to let him use his knowledge to help me tailor a 'rebirth' after the deed was done, so that I could get rid of this diseased body and regain my youth and health. ”

Escaping from hell back to the human world is quite appropriate to call it rebirth.

Dean put down the contract handed over by Otis, and his eyes swept over the light of the life of this rich man who was less than one-fifth of the ordinary person, "You have lived the life of a master for more than seventy years, and you haven't enjoyed enough?" ”

Frankie took a deep breath and smiled compassionately, "Who thinks they're living too long?" What's more, there are hundreds of patients who depend on my donations, and without me, their next treatment will be interrupted. ”

"Those poor people who haven't been funded by me... Ahem... Nor can it escape the fate of tragedy. ”

After Frankie's statement, Adam, who came to ask the teacher to ask for his guilt, looked at him with a slightly less aggressive look.

The shoal sent a message to Dean, "This old man is lying, and I haven't taken in the slightest bit of pity for the world. ”

It's a good pretend, a good person on the surface.

Dean didn't expose the other party's lies, and reached out like lightning to suck a drop of blood from the back of his neck, stuffed it into his mouth and licked the memory.

French continued,

"Maybe I rescued too many people from 'hell' and offended Satan, so hell started to trouble me, made me sick, and tortured me with all kinds of accidents."

"Half a month ago, William White held a séance ceremony in this hall."

"With my patronage, his research on the Séance reached its peak and could not be improved, and he always believed that he could succeed, and I had high hopes for him."

"But something happened at the ceremony, and a thick fog filled the hall with his call to 'Aurora'. ”

"There was a lot of dark light radiating from the fog, the sound of metal cutting through the air, William's desperate screams."

"The whole process lasted less than half a minute."

"The smoke cleared, and all unusual movement disappeared."

"William and the mourning box are nowhere to be found, and only a blood-stained séance remains in the hall."

Dean confirmed from his blood memories that the other party was not lying, and looked at Adam again, "Did the letter mention this situation?" ”

"Nope." Adam shook his head with difficulty and looked at the old man again, "Where's William?" ”

"Dozens of surveillance cameras that I laid around were malfunctioning and didn't capture any images." Frankie hesitated, "So I can't be sure of his whereabouts, but I guess he went to Leviathan Hell?" ”

Dean walked to the glass window and looked at the beautiful scenery below, and nodded, "Opening the spatial passage will cause the surrounding magnetic field to change, damaging the electronic equipment, and the passage between hell and the world must have been opened at that time, and it is indeed possible for William to enter hell." ”

Adam's face changed when he heard this, and every muscle began to tremble, "William just used the séance to summon Aurora, how could he go to hell with the box of mourning?" What happened in between? ”

Dean shook his head, "I'm sorry, I can't figure it out yet. ”

"I'm going to get him out and ask him face to face."

"Go ahead and I'll help you." Dean looked at eighty-five percent of the progress, and for the follow-up of the incident, he also had to summon William.

Adam strode over and grabbed Frankie by the collar, making the other party "quack" like a duck that has been choked by the neck,

"Give me the séance he left behind, I'm going to do a new ritual, I'm going to summon William back!"

"In the safe, the code is 3265... Let go... Loosen up..."

"Awesome, guys, let's go!" Otis, who had been silent beside him, walked excitedly to the safe, and the opportunity to fulfill his lifelong wish was in front of him, "I'm here to help you descend!" ”

Dean looked at the Monopoly man and commanded, "Tell your people to prepare the blood, and don't play tricks, or you will be in more pain than going to hell." ”

"Don't worry, I won't dare to mess around...", Frankie stroked his bellows-like chest, and a hint of excitement welled up in his eyes, "I also want to see a successful summoning." ”

(End of chapter)