Chapter 617: Morbid Crisis (VI)

Since the head of the corpse was relatively intact this time, it could be seen from the direction of the facial muscles that the victim had suffered great pain before his death.

Some young police officers nearby had already vomited, but Angela walked up expressionlessly and began to examine the corpse.

Her rich experience gave her enough understanding of the serial killer, and she could see details that many people, including Bruce and Lex, had not seen.

Since Angela had not seen the first two corpses, she had no way of judging whether the murder weapons used were the same, but through the video materials left behind, she could see that the chairs used by the other party to tie the corpses were different.

The chair used to tie up the bank president was an employee chair used by the bank, and the chair used to tie up the second female boss was the ergonomic chair used by the Palo Company. This time, the chair used to tie up the victim was the same as the chair used by the employees of the Snow Mountain Company.

This was in line with Angela's understanding of the serial killer. They always had unique pursuits in this regard. She could even imagine that if the other party could not get this kind of chair, he might not kill this person.

After Angela checked the body from top to bottom, she stood up and began to recall in her mind.

The first body was modified in the eyes. The skin and muscle tissue of the eyes were torn off, and a telescope was inserted into the eye socket. However, because there was no autopsy, it was not sure whether the wound in the chest and abdomen was fatal or the wound in the head was fatal.

Judging from the cruelty of this murderer, it is very likely that the first victim was torn off all the tissues around the eyes, and then the telescope was inserted into the brain, and then died. The wounds in the abdomen and chest were left after the victim died.

The second victim was somewhat similar to the first one. It is very likely that his ears were cut off, and then the end of the signal receiver was inserted into the brain through the ear canal, stirring the brain into a pulp.

As for the third victim, Angela could already see at this time that he should have died of suffocation. Just a few seconds before the explosion, he died of suffocation caused by a foreign body rat blocking the esophagus and compressing the respiratory tract.

Angela stood there, took a deep breath, and a long-lost anger surged up. She hadn't seen such an arrogant serial killer for a long time.

She immediately said to the intercom: "Surround all the surrounding buildings immediately. The other party may be in the crowd, looking here."

Obviously, she was much more professional than Bruce and Lex. Angela knew that the other party had carefully arranged this good show, and even accurately calculated the distance from the blood splash to the explosion time, so he must be nearby to observe the reaction of the detective.

But when the body exploded, the crowd of onlookers had already fled in all directions, and the mental shock of the police officers was also great. For a while, they couldn't stop the fleeing crowd. When Angela gave the order, the surrounding onlookers had already run away.

Angela took a deep breath and slowly put the pistol back to her waist. This heroic female police officer rarely showed a trace of fatigue. She turned around and walked back. After sitting in the police car, she was a little tired.

"Detective, you don't have to be too stressed. This murderer has committed so many murders, he will definitely be exposed." The young detective driving the car said.

Angela shook her head. She was not worried about this case. As a well-known detective who specializes in investigating serious cases, she knew that she must not rush to deal with this kind of serial killer, otherwise she would lose her composure.

The best way to deal with them is not to listen, not to see, not to feel, and not to investigate according to the clues they left behind, but to find another way. Once the other party feels that no one is watching the drama they performed, they will panic and then reveal their flaws.

In the early stages of investigating such cases, Angela never behaved very radically, such as saying something like "the murderer must be brought to justice."

Because she knew that these murderers were lurking in the dark, they just wanted to hear such words, see the police frustrated again and again, muster up courage again and again, and then be fooled by him again.

Angela was very patient. She had dealt with many brutal serial killers and knew their habits well. So she believed that as long as she persisted to the end, she would definitely win.

She was so tired because of another personal matter. When the police car stopped at the door of the police station, Angela said to the detective before getting out of the car: "Please don't drive the car away later. I will go out to investigate alone at night."

"Oh, my God, detective, you are too dedicated. You should pay attention to rest... I parked the car in the parking space on the east side. If you want to drive, the key is here." The detective handed the key to Angela without thinking too much.

After returning to the police station, Angela went to the bathroom and washed her face with cold water. After she regained some energy, she returned to work again, arranging personnel to handle the crime scene, collecting as much physical evidence as possible, finding witnesses, and completing unfinished inquiries...

Another busy day, until late at night, Angela left the police station but did not drive back to the apartment. Instead, she turned the car around and drove away from Metropolis, along the highway, towards Gotham.

In the hospital in Gotham City, Constantine was lying on the bed. He leaned on the bedside, folded his arms, and said to Clark in front of him: "Clark, I know you are a simple person, but you have to understand that in this world, There are people who live differently from you, and you cannot force others to accept the same lifestyle as you..."

"But you are about to die!" Clark said very seriously: "The doctor said that you are a lung cancer patient, and your lungs are almost rotten, but you still smoke more than 20 cigarettes a day, so you will die!"

"I won't die, have you forgotten? I am a magician, magic will save me." Constantine lit up another cigarette without caring, but before the flame of the lighter could rise, Clark was With a wave of his hand, it was blown out.

Constantine showed a helpless look. He took a deep breath and thought about how to escape from Clark's clutches. He thought for a while, and while Clark turned around, he took out a small dagger and slashed Broken his arm.

When Clark turned around and came back, he saw Constantine's arm bleeding. He immediately ran to the door and shouted: "Doctor! Doctor! Someone is bleeding!"

When he looked back, there were only stains of blood on the hospital bed, and Constantine had disappeared.

Clark put his hands on his hips and let out an angry sigh. At this moment, he saw through the corridor window that there seemed to be a robbery outside, so he flew out of the window directly. When he arrived at the scene of the robbery, he shouted Said: "Everyone, stop it, stop fighting!"

At the same time, Constantine, who used teleportation magic to run away, returned to the door of the apartment where he lived. He shook his head, took out the key and opened the door.

The moment he opened the door, a ghostly figure with a furrowed face rushed toward him. Constantine crossed his arms in front of him and took two steps back.

He removed his arm and looked at the demon standing in front of him. He thought about it carefully. It seemed that this was a demon he had tricked about two weeks ago. After counting the time, it was time to come and demand payment.

Just as the demon was about to speak, Constantine stretched out a hand to stop him. Then he snapped his fingers. In an instant, the flames of the magic circle rose under the demon's feet. With a "swish", the demon was dragged under the floor.

Constantine sighed and walked forward, picked up the candle on the magic circle, and said: "This magic circle is quite useful. It can not only catch owls, but also hang demons. I will improve it later, cough cough." …”

He first left the door open, picked up the burnt pieces of paper on the ground, and threw them outside the door. Just as he was pulling the door handle to close the door, suddenly, he felt something coming from his hand. Comes resistance.

He pulled forward hard, but found that the force on the other side was very strong. He simply let go, causing the figure opposite to stumble back two steps. Constantine took a step back and looked at the figure holding his door. It was a The woman, wearing a uniform, looked heroic.

When the woman was about to speak, Constantine immediately stretched out his hand to stop him, and then said: "...it was just a misunderstanding before. I am really sorry. I had no choice but to do it. Everything is my fault. I am willing to make it up to you."

The woman opposite was stunned and asked with some confusion: "Excuse me, is this the residence of Hell Detective Constantine?"

"Uh... is this the first time we have met?" Constantine was a little surprised, but he immediately showed a warm smile, took a step aside, pointed to his room and said: "Please come in, beautiful Miss."

"Are you Constantine?" The woman opposite narrowed her eyes and looked at Constantine with some confusion. Now Constantine looked a little haggard.

Previously, he had been working day and night for more than a month. His golden hair had grown into long hair and he hadn't had time to cut it. His chin and sideburns had not been trimmed cleanly. He looked more like a tramp than a man. A detective.

"Yes, that's me. What's your name?" Constantine took out his business card from the pocket of his windbreaker and handed it to the woman. The woman hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Angela Dodgson. "

"Okay, Miss Dodgson, what do you want from me? Let's come in and talk." Constantine gave in again, and Angela walked into Constantine's apartment, and the scene here made her believe , the opposite is indeed an exorcist.

The apartment has a bit of a British style, but there are still magic circles around the carpet that have not been erased. Various feather decorations are hung on the walls. The bookshelves and tables are all messy with some magic materials. It looks very weird and even weirder. What's more, the voodoo dolls piled in the corner like a hill.

Seeing Angela's eyes falling on the pile of voodoo dolls, Constantine also looked back and said with some embarrassment: "Ah, don't get me wrong, these are some... assembly line workers, and now they have "Laid off."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and the magic covered it. He turned his head again, looked at Angela and said, "Where did you hear my name? Why did you come to me again?"

"I..." Angela took a deep breath and seemed a little embarrassed by what she was going to say next. She said, "I was introduced to you. He said that you can solve my problem."

"What's the name of the person who introduced you here?" Constantine asked.

"I don't know, but others call him Dad..."

Constantine nodded, then he went to pour a glass of water for Angela, guided her to sit on the sofa, and he sat across from the sofa and asked, "So, what trouble did you encounter?"

Angela opened her mouth and seemed to feel very awkward, but after hesitating for a long time, she still said:

"Just a month ago, my twin sister committed suicide."

"My condolences, but I'm sorry, I can't resurrect anyone." Constantine pursed his lips, tilted his head, picked up the water glass and took a sip of water, and said: "If this is your request, there is nothing I can do."

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"No!" Angela raised her voice and said, "My sister is a devout believer. She knows that suicide will not lead to heaven. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for her to commit suicide!

"But..." Angela's voice became trembling: "I have solved so many murders, but I couldn't find any clues in my sister's murder. I don't know who killed her... "

Then, she took a few deep breaths, picked up the cup and drank a few sips of cold water. After calming down her emotions, she looked at Constantine and told her unknown secret:

"My twin sister and I have been able to see some things that ordinary people can't see since we were born, some... extremely terrifying things."

"What do you mean by scary thing? A ghost?"

"No, I think they were just hallucinations. But my sister told her about the hallucinations, so my family put her in a mental hospital, but she..."

Constantine stood up slowly, and then said: "You mean, both you and your sister could see something, and she said it, but you didn't, so your family regarded him as a mental patient. She was imprisoned in a mental hospital, and then she committed suicide in the mental hospital.”

"Because you think she is a devout believer. It is impossible for people who follow the teachings to commit suicide, because they will not go to heaven. Therefore, you came to me to find out the cause of your sister's death."

Constantine summarized it so completely that Angela didn't even know what to say. Her mood fluctuated a bit, so she didn't notice that Constantine had gone around behind her.

Constantine held the back of the sofa, leaned down, lowered his head, and put his face close to Angela's ear until his long blond hair fell next to Angela's temples.

The moment Angela wanted to escape, Constantine stretched out his hand and strangled Angela's neck from behind, magic flames rising from his hand.

"The story is well written. Tell me, who are you? Where are you from? Heaven or hell? When did we make the deal?"

Angela struggled desperately. The female police detective deserved to be experienced in many battles. She stood up from the sofa, rolled over to the back of the sofa, and when Constantine dragged him to the ground, she pulled his ankle hard with her hand and let him go. Constantine stumbled, then broke free from his grasp.

Constantine bumped against the door frame, but he immediately waved his hand and handed it to Angela before, and Angela received it in his pocket. A ghost appeared in the business card, and Angela reacted quickly and ducked back. , escaped the attack of the ghost.

But suddenly, she covered her mouth, and the uncontrollable feeling of nausea and nausea came over her. She made a "vomit" sound, and kept spitting out the black sticky substance that he drank before. Constantine handed him Give her water.

In the end, Angela lay on the ground, and the last scene she saw was Constantine looking at her condescendingly, lowering his head to light a cigarette.