Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

On the third day after Jiang Chi disappeared in front of Police Officer Bright, another appalling murder occurred in the small town of Notting.

The deceased, Baron Humbert, was pierced by a cross with a sharpened bottom in a kneeling and penitent posture, and a large amount of blood spattered from the ruptured chest cavity.

The marble statue of the Madonna standing in front of him was splashed with oxidized and blackened blood, and the gentle and soft face also made people feel awe-inspiring for no reason because of the ferocious blood stains.

When walking into this gloomy abandoned church, it seems as if you can still hear the magnificent orchestral music lingering into the high sky, and the gray sky light pours from the broken colored windows onto the body of the corpse.

It was like a punishment from the gods.

Angels won't come, demons are raving to open hell.

Officer Bright, who was already difficult to get along with, seems to have become more irritable recently.

He frowned and went around behind the corpse, and saw poor Baron Humbert's arm that was forcibly broken back, and a pair of dark and shiny... erotic handcuffs on his stiff wrist?

This strange but shocking death, it is hard not to remind people of a murderer who has not yet been caught.

Moran Vedder.

Brett had already handed over the photos that Jiang Chi desperately brought out to the police station.

Although the pixels are still very blurry, it can be vaguely distinguished that the corpse of the unlucky guy whose throat was pierced by an iron rod is Villiland, a wealthy confectioner in this town who died last year.

And standing next to Villiland's body, the man with a calm expression was Viscount Moran Wade, a well-respected gentleman in the town.

"Unexpectedly, such a respectable Master Vader is actually a murderous night devil who makes everyone dare not go out."

"No wonder you can't catch him! How hateful!"

"If I catch him, I will punch a few big holes in him with a wooden barn!"

Brett was not in the mood to hear how his subordinates insulted the Night Demon, he just wanted to know where that stupid and deceitful Oriental had gone.

If it was captured by night demons...

Such a squeamish little guy would cry out of fear at the slightest pain.The tears are so beautiful, if you cheat a little bit, you will foolishly follow him away. It is easier to capture him than to capture a puppy.

Brett knew he couldn't think about it anymore, but he couldn't help it!

As long as he thought that he might be in danger now, Brett hated himself for not having the supernatural ability like a demon to grab Jiang Chi's hand the moment he disappeared.

If something really happened to Jiang Chi...

He will hate himself forever.

Brett's face became more and more frightening.

"Sir! I don't know who broke the news. The wife of the deceased, Mrs. Humbert, is here."

The fat subordinate wiped his sweat that seemed to never be wiped clean, and bent over to report to Brett.

The man frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, and waved for the police to let her in.

Mrs. Humbert is a blond and blue-eyed aristocratic beauty, wearing a complicated and gorgeous Bonnet hat, and holding a gorgeous feather fan adorned with gemstones in her jade fingers that are properly covered with lace gloves.

She looks like a noble princess 100 years ago.

However, the beauty stood half a foot away and took a long look at the dead body on the ground. With a "swipe", she opened the feather fan, covered her face, and giggled: "God is really unwilling to forgive him. He is so dead." great."

Brett frowned, and walked up to the woman in a few steps, his tone was quite polite: "Beautiful lady, you don't seem to be saddened by your husband's death at all."

"Sad?" Mrs. Humbert seemed to have heard some great joke, laughing so much that even the wide hem of the skirt was rippling away like waves.

"The bastard who can do that kind of thing should have died a long time ago. It's his luck that he was selected by the night demon now!" The woman squeezed the feather embroidery fan in her hand a little angrily, and her beautiful face under the exquisite makeup was slightly distorted. , "Tris is dead, and Little John is dead, so why isn't he dead!"

Officer Bright's face froze slightly, and he looked a little frightened: "What did you say?"

The names that came out of the woman's mouth were all those who died under the hands of the Night Demon.

This shows that there must be some unclear connection between the dead.

The police had tried to search for the commonality of the several deceased, except that they were all upper-class figures, or civilians who worked for them, and they might have had a lot of friendship, but it didn't help the development of the case much.

Mrs. Humbert seemed completely indifferent to revealing the secret.

She has hated this beast in human skin for a long time, and it would be great if she could strip him of the last decency as well.

The woman half-covered her cheeks, and her dark green eyes showed a treacherous smile from behind the feather fan: "Then what does the police officer want to know? For example, that...'Artificial Angel Project'?"

Artificial Angel Project?

what is that?

Seeing the puzzled expression on the man's face, Mrs. Humbert smiled even more freely. The feather embroidered fan opened and closed, and even the bead chains on the skirt kept colliding with each other.

The delicate and charming red lips are like a tragic rose that is in full bloom and is about to decay. She murmured in a sleepy tone: "How can people try to make angels with their despicable hands? Heavenly Father will not forgive them!" of."

"Those are the real demons."

Mrs. Humbert lifted the corner of her skirt and nodded reservedly to Police Officer Bright: "There is the last member of the Angel Club, Dick Emerson, you can ask him, maybe that coward is willing to face him under the threat of death. What are you talking about?"

She didn't seem to want to look at this disgusting man again for a second, the feather fan slapped the tip of her nose in a small and high frequency, and walked away contemptuously.

Brett stood where he was, caught in a great mystery.

What does artificial angel mean?

Are these nobles trying to make angels?

The source of making angels... what is it?

This abandoned church has not been used for many years, and the last priest who came to serve is said to have died in a strange fire.

Those gorgeous and vivid glass windows have long been smashed by nearby children with stones. The huge marble statue of the Madonna splashed a large amount of radial blood. On the angel's fleshy face.

In the gloomy light, Officer Bright felt that all this seemed gratuitous and sent a chill down his spine.

There was a rustling sound from the top of the statue of the Virgin Mary.

It's so high, it should be a wild cat scurrying in from somewhere, or a small squirrel or something like that.

Brett was not interested in these small situations that had nothing to do with the case. He raised his steps and was about to leave, but suddenly sensed something, turned around and ran under the statue of the Virgin.

A light white cloud fell from the top of the Madonna.

The first thing that caught Brett's eyes was the white skirt that was blown up by the wind when it fell, and the two long slender white legs under the skirt.

Why is he not wearing shoes?

Brett subconsciously thought.

It's great that he's okay.

This was Officer Bright's second thought.

The man stretched out his arms to catch the fluttering white bird.

The other half of the blood-stained skirt fell down, and Officer Bright's flustered heart finally calmed down when his arm really touched the soft skin.

Jiang Chi was caught off guard and fell into a wide embrace, blinked ignorantly, and looked at the man for a second, the expression on his face quickly changed several times between shock and embarrassment, and finally stopped at embarrassment, he carefully Greeted softly: "You, how are you."

You are so tall!

After disappearing without saying a word for so long, don't you know how worrying it is!

After ensuring that the person stayed in his arms safely, the emotion of surprise quickly turned into anger. Officer Bright's facial features, which were already looking fierce, were now covered with a terrifying shadow that was about to erupt.

He gritted his teeth, and a vein almost popped out on his forehead: "Where did you go?"

"Don't you know it's dangerous to run around outside now! In case you are caught by the Night Demon, you..."

Originally reprimanding the young man for not knowing how to take good care of himself, he was soon choked up by sparkling tears. Jiang Chi blinked, trying to hold back the tears, but unfortunately the tears couldn't fall and the red eyes made him look even more pitiful up.

"I didn't run around on purpose."

The young man was so wronged that his hair turned up. He tried to explain to the fierce police officer that a kind priest saved him. He not only helped him get rid of the demon's mark, but also helped him find a way to really get rid of the night demon.

But when he raised his eyes to look around him, he saw only the gray and old decorations, the statue of the Virgin Mary stained red with blood, and the corpse whose chest was pierced by a cross.

Jiang Chi was taken aback, and when he stepped back, he directly bumped into the warm chest of the man behind him.

One second, he was studying the method of exorcism with Father Ilya, and the next second, he saw the terribly vicious police detective, and even stumbled into the murder scene by mistake.

Although he knew that entering horror games and encountering various death scenes is commonplace, Jiang Chi was frightened again and again with tears in his eyes.

The man behind him let out a disdainful scoff, grabbed Jiang Chi by the back of his collar and pulled him up to look him at the same level: "Now you know how scared you are?"

He said with inexplicable anger and yin and yang: "This is the handwriting of your good husband Moran Wade, why? Don't you like it?"

This man is so annoying!

Jiang Chi was furious, but after thinking about it, he couldn't beat him. After thinking about it, he thought it would be better to hypnotize him to be a stupid servant who brought tea and water all day.

"Mr. Police Officer." The young man suddenly looked at him with infinitely gentle eyes. His deep blue eyes were like the sea on a moonlit night, which made people sink involuntarily.

He just looked into the man's eyes so tenderly, and it seemed that they could kiss each other if they got closer.

Brett didn't know what was going on with him, but he just wanted to touch his pink lips, to get closer to him, to be more intimate.

He leaned towards his face in a strange way.

Then in the next second, a silver-eyed crow that appeared from nowhere suddenly rushed out and ruthlessly pecked at the back of the man's head.Behind it, more small animals who didn't know when they hid here appeared from the darkness together, revealing silver cold eyes.

There was no time to think about why there were so many small animals in this ruined church. Brett was caught off guard and was seriously injured. Even though his physical skills far surpassed most ordinary people, he still couldn't face so many crazy animals at once. The rushing animal.

The man cursed viciously, and ran out with Jiang Chi in his arms. The subordinate who stood guard outside the door touched the back of his head and said inexplicably, "It seems that the chief is not very popular in the church."