Chapter 963 Panic

As soon as the police were dispatched to surround the "Happy Palace" hotel, rumors about the "Transformer Murderer" had already spread throughout the hot spring town.

In less than an hour, the townspeople who knew nothing about the rare creatures like "shape-shifting monsters" seemed to have become experts in the study of shape-shifting monsters, declaring with certainty:

The doppelganger can take the appearance of anyone, and unless the "true seeing" is used, it is absolutely impossible to see the flaw.

Based on the above facts, it is possible that we are all doppelgangers in disguise.

In this case, I can only be sure of one thing, and that is that I am definitely not a doppelganger.

As for you, although you seem like an old friend of mine, you can't be completely trusted, so how are you going to prove your innocence?

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The atmosphere of panic spread rapidly in the town, and the only hope of helping people get rid of the panic was pinned on the brave and courageous police detectives.

Only when the police manage to capture the damn doppelganger can people get rid of mutual suspicion and life get back on track.

At this moment, on the evening of May 29, the "Happy Palace" Hotel became the focus of attention.

Compared with the crowds flocking to watch the excitement, the police detectives seemed alone and alone. While blocking the exits of the hotel, they also had to take care of maintaining order on the streets, and told the people watching the excitement to stay away, lest the "transformer" take advantage of it. slip away.

The people who were blocked inside the hotel by the police and temporarily lost their freedom were even more anxious all day long.

Compared with the townspeople watching the bustle outside, the guests and staff in the hotel have more worries.

The police claimed that "the shapeshifter" was among them. The question is... who is he?

The most basic mutual trust between people was completely destroyed by a monster like this, a monster who was good at imitating others.

Although so far, no one has actually seen the "changeling monster", and it is not even certain whether the rumors about the "changeling monster" are true. Does such a monster really exist?

When life is at stake, few people can still adhere to the principle of "seeing is believing". As long as there is a possibility, even if it is only a slight possibility, that they will be murdered by the "transformer" and have their identity taken away, they would rather believe it. It's unbelievable.

In the entire hotel, only manager Harry Kaufman could maintain the most basic calmness.

"Mr. Michael, you broke in suddenly and messed up the hotel into such a mess. I really don't know how to explain to my father."

As a hotel manager, Harry has the right to protest the police's brutal handling of the case.

Grayson's second-in-command, Michael, laughed off Harry's protest.

"Master Harry, you don't have to worry about being blamed by Mr. Kaufman. Mr. Kaufman was fully aware of our operation. In fact, he himself provided important clues for the police. If Mr. Kaufman hadn't spoken, we would have It is inconvenient to surround the 'Happy Palace' with great fanfare."

"After all, we police detectives also have to eat, and we also have wives and children living in this town. Unless we have to, no one wants to offend a millionaire."

"My father... What evidence did he provide to the police?"

Harry took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"It's inconvenient for me to disclose this."

Deputy Sheriff Michael smiled secretly.

"But Master Harry, I can give you some small hints."

"Your father and his fiancée, Mrs. Josephine, have been staying at the police station since morning and refused to leave. They also said that there is no place safer than the police station, as if they were afraid that someone would assassinate them..."

"Think about it, who is it that can sneak up on a millionaire and successfully assassinate him?"

"Your father, Mr. Kaufman, the reason why he seemed so nervous and went straight to the police station to seek asylum without a bodyguard may be because he knew very well that in this world, besides himself and his fiancée, only We police can be trusted."

"As for other people, whether they are relatives, friends or business partners, at least for now, in your father's eyes, they may be 'deformed monsters' plotting evil."

"Uh, my father...probably because he was under too much pressure during this time, distracted by the serial murders, and a little nervous."

Harry wiped his sweat again.

"Who knows? Anyway, if a millionaire says a word, we little people will have to run and lose their legs. Life is miserable!"

"Mr. Michael, I have a question for you. Since everyone can't tell who is a normal person and who is a 'shapeshifter' mixed in with normal people, how can the police find it?"

"You're on point, Master Harry."

Deputy Michael smiled.

"We don't have the ability to see through the disguise, but someone can."

"Master Harry, do you know Professor Moriarty? This university student is at the police station right now, assisting our police in handling the case."

"The professor told us that a high-level magic called 'True Seeing' can see through the disguise of the 'Transformer'."

"Right now, Mr. Professor is taking his students to copy the scrolls in the police station. When they finish copying two scrolls, Sergeant Grayson and Mr. Pinkerton will bring the scrolls to the hotel to bless the 'true seeing' , Pick out that 'deformed monster' from the crowd."

Harry Kaufman listened silently to Mr. Deputy Sheriff's statement.

When he heard the word "true seeing", his facial muscles shook violently, and his already pale face became pale as paper.

"Master Harry, your face is ugly. Are you feeling unwell, do you want to take a rest?"

"No, it's nothing, it's just a little stuffy and I can't breathe."

Harry Kaufman grabbed his wet handkerchief and wiped away his sweat again.

"Mr. Michael, when will your Sheriff, Mr. Pinkerton, come over?"

"It will come in half an hour at most. Just wait patiently. After they come, they will definitely contact you, the hotel manager, as soon as possible, and I will do an investigation for you by the way. Master Harry, you will never be out of shape." Is it strange?"

"Just kidding, please don't mind."

Deputy Sheriff Michael laughed, turned and walked into the hotel gate, led two young police detectives to maintain the internal order of the hotel, drank a glass of iced sparkling wine by the way, and found a shady place to rest.

Harry watched the deputy sheriff's back disappear into the depths of the hotel porch, let out a breath of foul air slowly, dropped the sweat-soaked handkerchief, turned around and hurried into the bathroom near the lobby on the first floor.

Not long after, thick fog escaped from the bathroom and quickly spread to the entire lobby, making the first floor of the hotel steamy and difficult to see.

The police detectives guarding the entrance and exit of the hotel immediately became vigilant, flashed their batons one after another, and kept a close eye on the doors and windows where the fog was pouring out, to prevent anyone from slipping away.