Chapter 7: Alex's Corpse Blood!
"It seems that the two referees sent by the church are not in harmony. ”
Looking at the performance of the two just now, Tang Ning thought to himself, and by the way, he looked at the burden that Royce was carrying in his right hand, which should be the so-called church holy relic.
"Director Cross, you know that there are supernatural forces in this world that resemble the Light. ”
As if to eliminate the crisis of confidence between the investigation bureau and the representatives of the ruling samurai caused by the words of the young companion, the middle-aged ruling samurai added.
However, the effect does not seem to be very large, and a crisis of confidence has already occurred.
Cross frowned, unpleasantness written on his face.
"No matter what force the murderer belongs to, the Bureau of Investigation will find out the real culprit. ”
There was a pause.
"What do you think?"
Seeing this, the middle-aged ruling samurai was no longer pleasant, and his voice was cold.
"Since it is a supernatural power similar to the Holy Light, the local supernatural power owners will be screened according to this condition, and those who meet the requirements will be interrogated one by one. ”
Cross doesn't think so.
"I feel like the local church people also need to be questioned so as not to miss the real murderer. ”
The words of the two seem to be peaceful and kind, but in fact, they have already begun to clash.
The middle-aged ruling samurai let out a disdainful laugh.
"Of course, in order to avoid favoritism, I, as a representative of the Church, will review potential suspects who meet the criteria, and your Bureau of Occult Events will have to give us a list of them. ”
Cross's voice was equally disdainful.
"The Bureau of Investigation will send a representative to investigate the local church personnel, and I will have someone select a list of qualified occult power owners for you, and you can go to the Bureau of Investigation tomorrow to get it. ”
He turned to remind.
"Stewart, let's go. ”
Downing hesitated for a moment and made a request.
"Can I go see the body?"
Cross nodded.
Tang Ning quickly stepped forward, his purpose was not to examine the corpse, but to collect the corpse blood needed for the ritual.
Director Alex died less than two days ago, and the quality of the corpse's blood meets the needs of the ceremony, not to mention that the ready-made ones are in front of you, and you can't kill people specifically for the sake of the ceremony.
Stepped forward and knelt down to look at the corpse whose head had been cut off, the blood had not yet coagulated, and was still oozing.
His chest turned inward, and he took out a small glass bottle from his bosom, which he had prepared when he went out.
"Mr. Alex, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. He whispered silently.
Put it in the place where the neck was cut, gently press the corpse, and the blood in the neck artery slowly flows into the bottle, and after collecting it, get up and leave.
Back in the Bureau of Investigation, all colleagues have already gone to work.
The task of sitting in the office was most popular with these people, so when Cross asked for a list of owners of supernatural powers similar to the Light, everyone raised their hands.
After doing this, Cross selected two more people, a total of four people along with Downing, and went out again.
The four people in the car sat opposite each other.
"Stewart, you can't learn supernatural powers, and when the time comes, you stay outside, and if something happens during the investigation, you'll have to leave and quickly return to the Bureau of Investigation to find someone. ”
Director Cross advised.
The other two looked envious.
The vehicle arrived in front of a small wooden house in the town.
The three of them got out of the car and went in, and Tang Ning stood guard at the door.
After about half an hour, the three of them came out, and then rushed to the next place, and it was clear from Cross's expression that they had gained nothing.
The clergy of the chapel in the town was not small, and it lasted until late at night.
"It's finally over, and there's nothing to seem suspicious. One of the detectives breathed a sigh of relief and pinched his thigh.
The underlying implication of this sentence is that it is time to leave work.
But Director Cross didn't think so, and took the list of people in the chapel and looked at the last name.
"Mark Marquis, a recently retired church member, where does he live?"
Despair was written on the faces of the two agents, and there was a moment of silence before someone spoke.
When he retired, he moved out of town and lived in a cemetery three kilometers outside the town, saying that he wanted to send the dead to heaven for the sake of the dead. ”
Unlike the cemeteries of ordinary residents, the cemetery three kilometers outside the town belongs to the local police station, where the prisoners who were executed by the hangers are buried, who have committed countless sins in their lives and can only go to hell after death.
"Time is of the essence, we have to get there. ”
Cross stuck his head out of the car to warn the driver.
The carriage left the town, crossing a small bridge over a small river and entering a silent forest, where large staggering tombstones loomed before me.
Originally, the plan to buy sheepskins today was in vain, and the vehicle suddenly stopped, pulling Tang Ning back to reality.
I got out of the carriage and walked through the gloomy mass grave to the small cabin next to the tomb.
Cross glanced back, and Downing nodded and stayed outside.
As soon as the three companions entered the cabin, Downing immediately marched down the aisles of the graves to observe.
"The soil of the old grave, the older the better, and it is best to be the soil closest to the coffin. ”
As he spoke, he walked to a grave, the tombstone of the grave was already unreadable due to wind erosion, and the grave soil had been turned over a lot, and a piece of powdered coffin was exposed.
"That's you, sorry, I don't want to bother you, I just need some grave dirt. ”
Muttering and sitting down in awe, he ripped open the surface of the grave, and then took out the cloth bag he had brought with him and put a little into it.
When I got up, there was a loud bang in the direction of the cabin.
"Boom"
Quickly cheered up and turned back to look into the distance through the faint light that shot from inside the room.
The door panel of the cabin was broken, and someone was crawling on the ground.
"Stewart, run. ”
It's Director Cross......
Then a figure quickly rushed out of the room, like a wild beast pounced on the screaming Director Cross.
Flames alternate with darkness.
The flames came from Director Cross's counterattack.
As the new director of the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation, he is also a member of the Magical Society.
And his main supernatural power cultivation direction is the fire elemental attack magic in the elven magic department.
His prowess in fire elemental magic led to the Silver Owl Badge.
When the Magic Association registers supernatural practitioners, they will issue badges of the corresponding level according to their strength, which is supervised by the Church.
From lowest to highest: Iron Hexagram Badge "Bronze Hexagram Badge" Bronze Owl Badge "Silver Owl Badge" "Golden Violet Badge" Golden Lion Badge "Gold Sapphire Badge" "Gold Ruby Badge "Gold Brilliant Gem Badge "Jewel Crown". (Honorary Position to reward outstanding contributions to the country)
Seeing this, Tang Ning turned around and ran hard.
His strength does not allow him to become the Robin Hood of this era, and he can only be buried here if he stays here.
After only a few steps, he stopped again, hesitated slightly, and then turned and ran in the direction where the scuffle was raging.
"Tang Ning, if you don't make a move at this time, it will be difficult to meet such a noble person who values you in the future, once something happens to Director Cross, the new director is likely to drive you out of the Investigation Bureau without hesitation, and then you will lose the shortcut to find the magic crossing data. ”
He had waited two years from Alex to Cross for his chance, and it was more frustrating to live here than to die.
Tang Ning thought so and quickened his pace, and when the distance was only twenty meters, the scene in front of the wooden house was clearly reflected in front of him.