Chapter: 36
"A few years ago, we dealt with a case of a cult. They organized believers to commit suicide to complete living sacrifices to please the evil god. After one of the believers was selected, the instinct to survive overcame stupidity, disbelief, and superstition. Phantom drugs, sneaked to the police station to report."
"The matter was handed over to us. It was a very small task, because the cult had no Extraordinary, and the gods they worshiped were randomly thought up by their leaders. In order to make money and enjoyment, they annihilated humanity."
"We only used two team members, and with the cooperation of the police, we successfully solved this cult, and no one slipped through the net. And the reporter, we also confirmed that he has no smell left by evil spirits, no curse entanglement, and even more No psychological disorders, no personality issues, no other strange traces."
"Afterwards, his career made good progress. He married a good wife and gave birth to a boy and a girl. All the shadows seemed to be far away from him, and the horror and bloodshed in the past seemed to have completely dissipated."
Speaking of this, Dunn Smith smiled and said: "But in March of this year, the financial situation was good, the husband and wife had a deep relationship, and the child was smart and cute. He died, and he strangled himself in the office."
The crimson moonlight shone in from the window of the carriage and shone on Dunn Smith.
At this moment, his seemingly self-deprecating smile actually made Klein feel creepy, indescribably creepy.
"I strangled myself to death..." Klein silently took a breath, as if he had seen his tragic end.
Even if he escaped a catastrophe, he could only escape for a while?
Is there any way to completely solve it?
Make yourself an Extraordinary to fight against?
The carriage fell silent, and Klein's countless thoughts emerged and fell one after another.
In such unspeakable silence, the carriage drove for a long time, very fast.
Just when Klein made up his mind and planned to brazenly ask Dunn Smith for advice, the carriage stopped.
"Mr. Smith, Welch's residence has arrived." The coachman's voice came to their ears.
"Let's go down." Dunn straightened the black windbreaker down to his knees. "Heh, let me introduce in advance. The 'expert' disguised as the most famous psychic in Ahwa County."
Klein restrained other thoughts and asked curiously, "Then what is her actual identity?"
Dunn turned his body halfway, turned his head, and said with deep gray eyes: "The real 'psychic'."
A real psychic... Klein read this description silently, followed Dunn Smith out of the carriage without opening his mouth.
Welch's residence in Tingen is a single-family house with a garden. Outside the hollow iron gate is a road that allows four carriages to drive at the same time. There are street lights every 50 meters on both sides of the road. It was different from what Ryan had seen in his previous life. It was a gas lamp, and the height of the pillar was slightly equal to that of an adult man, which was convenient for lighting.
The black metal clings to the glass to form a grid, casting lantern-like classical "artworks", where coldness and warmth dance together, shadow and light coexist.
Stepping on the dimly covered road, Klein and Dunn Smith entered Welch's rented place through the half-closed iron gate.
Facing the gate is a passage for two carriages, paved with cement, leading directly to the two-story house.
It is the garden on the left and the lawn on the right. The light floral fragrance and refreshing taste are intertwined, which makes people feel refreshed.
As soon as he stepped in, Klein's hair suddenly stood up, and he looked around.
He felt that in the garden, in the shadow of the lawn, on the top floor of the house, behind the swing, in the dark corners, there were pairs of eyes watching him!
It was clear that there was no one there, but Klein seemed to be in a busy street.
This weird contrast, this weird feeling made his body tense, and a chill came up from his tailbone.
"There is a problem!" He couldn't help but remind Dunn.
Dunn walked to the side with his expression unchanged, and replied flatly: "Don't worry." JrNovels.com
"The matter was handed over to us. It was a very small task, because the cult had no Extraordinary, and the gods they worshiped were randomly thought up by their leaders. In order to make money and enjoyment, they annihilated humanity."
"We only used two team members, and with the cooperation of the police, we successfully solved this cult, and no one slipped through the net. And the reporter, we also confirmed that he has no smell left by evil spirits, no curse entanglement, and even more No psychological disorders, no personality issues, no other strange traces."
"Afterwards, his career made good progress. He married a good wife and gave birth to a boy and a girl. All the shadows seemed to be far away from him, and the horror and bloodshed in the past seemed to have completely dissipated."
Speaking of this, Dunn Smith smiled and said: "But in March of this year, the financial situation was good, the husband and wife had a deep relationship, and the child was smart and cute. He died, and he strangled himself in the office."
The crimson moonlight shone in from the window of the carriage and shone on Dunn Smith.
At this moment, his seemingly self-deprecating smile actually made Klein feel creepy, indescribably creepy.
"I strangled myself to death..." Klein silently took a breath, as if he had seen his tragic end.
Even if he escaped a catastrophe, he could only escape for a while?
Is there any way to completely solve it?
Make yourself an Extraordinary to fight against?
The carriage fell silent, and Klein's countless thoughts emerged and fell one after another.
In such unspeakable silence, the carriage drove for a long time, very fast.
Just when Klein made up his mind and planned to brazenly ask Dunn Smith for advice, the carriage stopped.
"Mr. Smith, Welch's residence has arrived." The coachman's voice came to their ears.
"Let's go down." Dunn straightened the black windbreaker down to his knees. "Heh, let me introduce in advance. The 'expert' disguised as the most famous psychic in Ahwa County."
Klein restrained other thoughts and asked curiously, "Then what is her actual identity?"
Dunn turned his body halfway, turned his head, and said with deep gray eyes: "The real 'psychic'."
A real psychic... Klein read this description silently, followed Dunn Smith out of the carriage without opening his mouth.
Welch's residence in Tingen is a single-family house with a garden. Outside the hollow iron gate is a road that allows four carriages to drive at the same time. There are street lights every 50 meters on both sides of the road. It was different from what Ryan had seen in his previous life. It was a gas lamp, and the height of the pillar was slightly equal to that of an adult man, which was convenient for lighting.
The black metal clings to the glass to form a grid, casting lantern-like classical "artworks", where coldness and warmth dance together, shadow and light coexist.
Stepping on the dimly covered road, Klein and Dunn Smith entered Welch's rented place through the half-closed iron gate.
Facing the gate is a passage for two carriages, paved with cement, leading directly to the two-story house.
It is the garden on the left and the lawn on the right. The light floral fragrance and refreshing taste are intertwined, which makes people feel refreshed.
As soon as he stepped in, Klein's hair suddenly stood up, and he looked around.
He felt that in the garden, in the shadow of the lawn, on the top floor of the house, behind the swing, in the dark corners, there were pairs of eyes watching him!
It was clear that there was no one there, but Klein seemed to be in a busy street.
This weird contrast, this weird feeling made his body tense, and a chill came up from his tailbone.
"There is a problem!" He couldn't help but remind Dunn.
Dunn walked to the side with his expression unchanged, and replied flatly: "Don't worry." JrNovels.com
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