Chapter 964: Fleeing

Near a remote side entrance of the "Happy Palace" hotel, there is only one young police detective in charge of guarding it.

He vaguely saw a figure hastily approaching in the mist, and hurriedly scolded.

"Stop! Who are you? What are you doing?"

"What are you talking about, you don't even recognize me?"

The blurry figure on the opposite side walked over angrily.

The young police detective rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, only to realize that the other party was also wearing a police uniform. It turned out to be Deputy Sheriff Michael.

"Uh... sorry, Mr. Michael, please forgive my faux pas!"

The young man hastily bowed and apologized to his superior.

Mr. Deputy Sheriff waved his hand, and the golden ring on his ring finger shone strangely.

The light shone through the fog and shone on the young police detective's face, making him feel slightly dizzy. Afterwards, he felt an unfounded sense of trust in the boss in front of him.

Deputy Sheriff Michael, stepped forward and patted the young subordinate on the shoulder.

"Peter, you did a good job, you should always be vigilant like this, don't trust anyone, understand?"

"clear!"

Pete was pleasantly surprised by his boss's praise, his freckled face flushed red and full of energy.

"This thick fog came strangely. I have a premonition that something big will happen, and I must report to Mr. Grayson immediately."

Deputy Sheriff Michael looked serious.

"Peter, you must firmly guard this place, and don't let anyone out! I'm very optimistic about you, young man, work hard!"

"Obey! Mr. Michael, I promise to complete the task and never let you down!"

The young police detective, feeling that he was shouldering a heavy responsibility, saluted the deputy sheriff, turned around, stared at the fog-shrouded gate with wide eyes.

At this moment, Pete wished that the "Transformer" would break out from his side, so as to provide himself with a chance to do something good and capture the murderer alive, and to repay Mr. Deputy Sheriff's encouragement and expectation.

Deputy Sheriff Michael patted Pete on the shoulder again, turned and left in a hurry.

He walked quickly in the twilight and mist, seeming preoccupied, and did not notice that a blood mosquito blessed with the "invisibility" was stalking behind him.

From his disguise and transformation in the bathroom, from Harry Kaufman to Deputy Sheriff Michael, falsely using the identity and image of the other party, and leaving the hotel through the side door.

Then when he was intercepted by Pete, he was forced to use the "suggestion ring" to unknowingly eliminate the opponent's alertness, thus successfully muddling through.

All of this was seen by the blood mosquito.

At the same time, in addition to Joan himself, Professor Moriarty, Mr. Pinkerton, and Sheriff Gleason also used the three-ring "synesthesia" blessed on the blood mosquito to make Harry Kaufman feel the same way. You can see the whole story of transforming and fleeing.

Harry Kaufman, disguised as Michael, posed as a deputy sheriff, waved away the onlookers near the hotel, strode through the crowd, but did not go to the police station as he claimed to Pete, taking advantage of the absence People noticed, and quickly got into the bushes, planning to take a shortcut to go home.

Harry was not willing to run away empty-handed. He had to take some risks, go home first, and take away his part of the property while his father was not at home-this included all the cash and bonds he could get as soon as possible. , stocks, certificates of deposit and jewellery.

"I deserve it!"

Harry said to himself in his mind.

At this moment, a black figure suddenly sprang out from the bushes and pounced silently.

Harry was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by the shadow.

He raised his head in astonishment, and found that the black shadow that was attacking him was actually a strong police dog.

"Damn bastard, get out of here!"

Harry struggled, trying to get away from the dogs.

The fierce police dog bit his arm tightly and refused to let go.

One person and one dog rolled and wrestled fiercely in the bushes.

Qiao An stood in the open space not far away, saw this scene through the eyes of the blood mosquito, and suddenly had an idea!

While Harry was struggling to get rid of the entanglement of the police dog Karl and had no time to distract himself, Joan issued a mental command, and the remote control blood mosquito pounced on the back of Harry's neck, pierced the skin with a sharp needle, and sucked blood wildly!

The blood mosquito transformed from Joan's little finger was like a "flying syringe". It stung Harry's neck and sucked a stomach full of blood. His belly was swollen and transparent, like a ruby ​​the size of a little finger. , shining brightly in the night.

Joan quit as soon as he saw it, and the blood-sucking mosquito quickly moved away from Harry by remote control, so as not to be slapped flat by him.

The amount of blood plasma stored in the blood mosquito's belly is not too much, but it is enough to provide a sample for Joan to conduct in-depth research on Harry's "transformer" lineage.

Harry Kaufman, who was so focused on getting rid of the police dog Carl's bite at the moment, didn't realize that he had just been bitten by a mosquito on the back of his neck.

During the fierce fight, two vigorous figures rushed to the scene, they were Pinkerton and Grayson.

"Carl, let him go!" Pinkerton yelled.

The police dog obeyed the master's command, let go of Harry immediately, and retreated to Pinkerton's side.

Harry finally got rid of the police dog's bite, got up and turned his head to run.

However, Mr. Detective's black muzzle pressed against his forehead, forcing him to stop, and his face quickly lost color.

"Michael, you should be sitting in the hotel at this moment, what do you want to do here?"

Sergeant Grayson's face was cold, and he asked the question knowingly.

Harry was tongue-tied, unable to think of a reasonable explanation for a moment.

"Gleason, since there are two identical Michaels in the world at the same time, one is in the hotel and the other is here, maybe we should call the Deputy Sheriff Michael in the hotel and have them confront each other to see who It's a counterfeit."

Pinkerton said with a half-smile.

Harry Kaufman heard what he meant, and knew that he could no longer pretend, so he had to return to his original appearance.

"Yo? Isn't this Master Harry? It's really unexpected. It turns out that the 'Transformer' who colluded with the boggards and murdered the hotel guests is your rich young master, the heir of the 'Happy Palace' hotel."

By this time Harry Kaufman had regained his composure, aggrieved by Pinkerton's sneering accusations.

"Mr. Pinkerton, I don't understand what you're talking about. Yes, I do have the blood of a shapeshifter, but that doesn't mean I'm guilty."

"Hehe, it's really you, and you are still stubborn! If you didn't have a ghost in your heart, why did you pretend to be Michael and escape from the hotel in a hurry?" Pinkerton asked with a sneer.

However, Harry Kaufman still had an innocent look on his face, and excused himself calmly.

"I admit that I do have a little guilty conscience, but it's not because I broke the law, but because I'm worried that my 'deformed blood' will cause panic in the town after being exposed!"