"Can you tell me how this homeless man named John left you that night?
I think reporting a false police report will not end with an apology," Master Cat asked.
"Mr.
Logan, this is also very bizarre.
If I hadn't witnessed it with several of my subordinates, I might not have been able to believe my eyes.
Don't think I'm joking.
I can tell you with certainty. , that John, escaped from the eyes of a whole group of us that night.
He ran too fast.
Please pay attention to my wording.
It’s too fast.
I personally think that this is no longer a speed that humans can achieve.
That speed definitely exceeds the Olympic sprint world record.
Well, it may be twice as fast as that record.
It’s really possible.
Chased the train on foot. " Master Cat's face darkened: "Officer Amberley, did you smell a smell of sulfur on that John?"
Amberley was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a confused expression: "I remembered your reminder, and I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but I am sure that John can always smell sulfur on his body. " Wang Xu snorted coldly: "Hey, it seems I'm the one doing the work."
Mr.
Cat shrugged: "Young police officer, this case is over."
Amberley was confused.
He was about to show off how he had deduced the idea of a potential murder based on a few footprints and some cigarette ashes in the alley.
As a result, Master Mao told him that the case was over, and his tone was conclusive.
Poor Amberley is like a joke teller who loses all his audience just before he is ready to tell a joke.
"I don't understand Mr.
Logan" "Well, you don't have to understand.
In short, within a few days, John's body will be found.
If you do an autopsy, you will find that the time of his death was the night he met you.
Oh, I think you are there.
I must try to find him in the future, so I would say that the world has disappeared, but that is wrong.
There is a saying in China that if you are alive, you must see the person, and if you are dead, you must see the corpse, so you will definitely see the corpse.
As for the so-called murder that John said, he was just talking nonsense when he was drunk.
This is an obvious fact.
You should not have any doubts anymore.
The above are all my opinions on this matter.
As for the process of my reasoning, I believe you can understand it with your wisdom and a little thought, hahahahaha."
Mr.
Cat said and finally smiled silly, and the smile was very fake. .
Amberley seemed a little angry.
He had almost confirmed that the Detective Logan in front of him had no real talent and knowledge.
He was just trying to prevaricate himself.
However, the young police officer was still well-educated.
He did not have any fits and was polite.
He stood up and said goodbye: "Well, I think you have done your best.
Thank you very much for your opinion.
There are still some things to do in the bureau.
Please excuse me."
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"Haha, let's go slowly.
I won't give it away."
Mr.
Cat said that he would not give it away if he didn't want to.
His butt didn't move even half an inch from the chair.
As soon as he walked away, Wang Xu jumped up and said, "What do you mean within a few days?
You can't just say ten days and a half months and you'll get it done."
Mr.
Cat picked up the coffee and said with a relaxed expression: "It's just a demon.
Its strength is between the ghosts in the human world and the ghosts in the Yin and Yang world.
With your current strength, it's not difficult to deal with it."
Wang Xu shouted: "That's nonsense.
It's not like I haven't seen a demon before.
What's your name for that bad friend?
Oh, Vincent is like this and I'm going to deal with him.
He raised his hand and I could lie down on my own."
"He is an individual case.
There are only a handful of demons at the same level as him, and they no longer have the smell of sulfur on their bodies.
They will leave a smell, and they specialize in doing robberies and robberies in the human world.
Their strength will never be better than mine.
My estimate was too high just now.
Wasn’t it easy for me to take care of the guy who possessed Elbert?”
Wang Xu squinted at him: "Why don't you go and take care of this matter."
Master Mao said shamelessly: "Brother is a detective.
If you say you don't need your spiritual sense, you don't need it."
"If you don't have a girl to pick up with you, you're just going to stand still, right?"
Mr.
Cat just pretended not to hear this, and continued: "Use your spiritual consciousness to transform to expand the search range and find the opponent yourself.
This low-level demon will not hide himself at all, and then you will take advantage of the darkness of the moon to kill people."
At night, the wind is high and the sky is burning, go and send him back to hell.
Oh, don’t forget to bring the kerosene lamp I gave you last time.”
Wang Xu replied: "You still dare to mention that lamp?
Do you think I don't know that you have tampered with it?
That lamp is only green when viewed by humans.
All races with different spiritual consciousness and human beings will see it as an extremely dazzling and strange color.
So attracted."
Mr.
Cat said: "Well, you have indeed made a lot of progress.
You can already see through the power of spiritual weapons.
But what surprises me is that you can completely master the seventy-two techniques of subduing demons in a short period of time."
"How do you know this name?"
"My understanding of Guigu Taoism is deeper than you think."
At this moment, in a cabin in the suburbs of London.
A ragged beggar was tied to a chair, with a towel stuffed in his mouth.
He could only make a whining sound from his throat, and his eyes looked terrified.
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Another man wearing glasses moved a chair and sat across from him: "Hey, hey, don't be afraid, I am your savior.
You should still remember that your friend John Fingerless tried to kill you."
The beggar looked at the man in front of him suspiciously and moaned for a long time but couldn't utter any clear tone.
"Hey, I know you have a lot of questions to ask, but unfortunately, I can't answer them, so I won't give you the chance to ask questions.
You only need to know one thing.
You are very lucky, at least luckier than your friend John "More" During the conversation, the door of the cabin was pushed open.
The beggar sat facing the door, so he immediately saw the person coming.
He was so frightened that he shrank his neck and struggled hard, but it was all in vain.
The chair was The legs were as motionless as if they were nailed to the ground.
The person who walked in was John.
He didn't look at the beggar at all, but stared at the man wearing glasses: "Woody, it turns out you are against me."
"Hey, hey, Meg, right?"
Woody said without looking back: "When did I allow you to call me by my first name?
Are you worthy of it?"
John's cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes: "I'm sorry, Mr.
Woody."
Although she spoke softly, her eyes were full of hatred and anger.
Woody said: "I know your plan, but during this period, Satan has a clear prohibition.
Supernatural murders must not appear in the city of London.
I thought that Satan's voice has spread to every place in hell."
Corner, isn’t it?”
The other party didn't answer him, and a thick black smoke poured out from the seven holes of John Fingerless and went straight into the ground.
Woody sneered: "Well, running away is stupid."
In the corner of the cabin, another figure suddenly appeared.
It seemed that he was standing there from the beginning, but no one could notice it.
Vincent was still smiling: "Meg's strength has been exhausted, there is no need for us to catch her."
"Hey, hey, did Satan give you a message?"
"You don't have to worry about how I know this.
In short, it's almost time for us to go back to hell.
Simon left yesterday.
In the next two months, only a few of the most senior and insensitive people will be left in the entire city of London.
Guarded by the God of Death, they are all guys who have already assimilated with the list."
"Hey, is that so?
The fun is about to begin.
It's a pity that we can't watch Mr.
Jack's unparalleled performance up close."
"Hmph, even Heaven has withdrawn its power.
This city is already the darkest place in the human world.
I'm afraid only those mortals will be lucky enough to witness this show."
Woody smiled obscenely.
He looked back at the beggar who was tied to the chair.
Judging from his expression at this moment, he was probably not far from a mental breakdown.
Woody put his hand on his forehead: "It's so enviable to hear that I'm an audience member of this show without you, hehehehahaha."
With the chilling laughter, the beggar lost consciousness and the memory of three days and nights
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