Chapter 492: Shock at the Fishing Port

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Amidst the low thunder, the rain poured down, covering the entire Innsmouth in heavy rain. In this rainstorm, several figures wrapped in tattered raincoats and cloaks were holding flashlights, long forks and fishing nets, walking slowly on the streets of Innsmouth.

Through the flash of lightning and the dim flashlight, you can see that the skin covered by the cloak is very slippery, and their necks are swollen and bulging, and you can see the organs like fish gills expanding and closing in them.

These people are the cultists of Innsmouth. At this moment, they are wandering on the streets for nothing else but hunting - capturing those stupid foreign tourists who wander out alone and use them as sacrifices to Dagon.

However, it seems that there is no harvest today.

The leading cultist sighed. It is basically impossible for a fool to come out to die at this night. In fact, he already feels a little tired.

Thinking of this, the cultist turned his head and looked behind him, wanting to ask if he should stop here today.

However……………

Where are the people?

Looking at the empty street behind him, the cultist was stunned. He clearly remembered that the others were just behind him just now. How come they disappeared in the blink of an eye?

Did they all feel too tired and ran away long ago, and no one even told him?

"———————!!!"

Just when the cultist was confused, suddenly a black shadow like a venomous snake flew out from the alley behind him and directly wrapped around the cultist's neck. Before he could react, the next moment the cultist was directly pulled into the alley and there was no movement.

The rainstorm still did not stop, and Innsmouth was as quiet as ever.

Until the sun rose.

"What did you say?"

Sitting behind the desk, the well-dressed middle-aged man frowned and stared at his subordinates who were timid in front of him. As the patriarch of the Flink family, he originally expected to start the new day with a good mood, but his good mood did not last for a few minutes, and was completely ruined by the bad news brought by his subordinates.

According to his subordinates, people found the bodies of several residents of the town on the streets of Innsmouth this morning, and they were members of the Flink family slave-hunting team!

"Dead? All dead? Are you sure?"

"Yes, yes, their bodies were found on the street this morning..."

"Damn, what's going on?! Block the news immediately! I want to go in person... Damn, where are their bodies?"

"Already, it has been sent to the police station..."

Without waiting for his subordinates to finish, Patriarch Flink stood up angrily, strode out of the study, and then immediately ordered someone to drive him to the police station.

Along the way, Patriarch Flink himself also looked solemn. He couldn't figure out who would do such a thing. His first reaction was that the other three families tried to hinder his sacrifice to Dagon, but this didn't make sense. Because there haven't been any particularly important sacrificial ceremonies recently, but who else would do such a thing except them?

This question was not solved until Chief Flink came to the police station, but he temporarily put it behind his mind.

The police chief naturally knew Chief Flink. In fact, the police station was full of their people, which was why every time a foreigner disappeared here, the investigation ended in vain.

The police chief took Chief Flink to the morgue and showed him the bodies.

"This was found this morning. It was an old Pete who found them. As you know, they always go out to sea to fish early. However, he just opened the door and saw these bodies lying in the street in front of his house. You can't imagine that the old guy will scream louder than a woman one day, and almost wake up all the neighbors."

As he spoke, the police chief lifted the white cloth covering the body. Seeing this body, even Chief Flink couldn't help but tremble all over.

Under the white cloth, there was a member of the slave-catching team. He had round eyes and a big mouth. His ferocious, fearful, and twisted expression was very similar to those sacrificed in the sacrificial ceremony. There was a long opening on his neck. Chief Flink frowned and looked at the police chief next to him, hoping that he could give him an answer.

"That was the fatal injury."

In theory, smoking was not allowed in the morgue, but the police chief obviously didn't care. He lit a cigarette and raised his finger to point at the neck of the corpse.

"As you can see, we suspect that something pierced his neck, like an iron hook or something, and then pulled him over like a hanging pork. Then he died like this, poor man, I don't know what he saw before he died, but I think it must be something beyond their imagination."

"…………………………"

Chief Flink was silent, listening to the police chief's introduction without saying a word, and then he raised his eyebrows.

"Does anyone know about this?"

"It's mostly locals. Those tourists are more interested in the beach and the wine. But I suggest you pay attention to those so-called backpackers. This place is too empty. Maybe they will live like rats hiding somewhere."

"I see. Thank you."

Chief Frink certainly knew what the police chief meant - Innsmouth was once a town, and at that time it was famous for its shipbuilding industry and was quite developed. But later, with the decline of Innsmouth's manufacturing industry, it now looks more like a village. People mostly gather in the east part of the town. Many other places are ruins and house wreckage that have long been deserted.

Few people would come to Innsmouth before. Although the rumors and rumors surrounding them sounded superstitious and stupid, they did a good job of discouraging outsiders from trying to find out. But it's different now. More and more people are going to Innsmouth. Some of them are traveling here, and there are also some people who confuse Innsmouth people - such as backpackers, who don't have much money themselves. Even the residents of Innsmouth who believe in evil gods are puzzled by the idiot running around with a bag, wondering why someone is so poor that he has no money to eat but still travels.

Of course, these idiots are also the perfect sacrifices for Innsmouth.

After walking out of the police station, Chief Frink raised his head and looked at the sky. The weather was good today, with gloomy dark clouds covering the sky and no dazzling sunlight. The moist water vapor in the air made him energetic and refreshed, but he didn't know Why, Patriarch Frink has a bad feeling.

It seems that this is just the beginning.

Chief Frink's hunch was correct.

The next morning, along with the shrill screams, came shocking news.

"It's Fulson's people! Their people were also killed!"

It was still the young man who brought the news to the Flink clan leader, but this time he was not beaten down by the clan leader for bringing bad news. But this news is also disturbing.

Hearing his subordinate's answer, Chief Frink frowned again. He originally suspected that something was wrong, but now it seemed that it was indeed the case.

But he planned to wait and see what happened.

However, the situation became increasingly unsettling.

After the Fulson family's slave-catching team failed, this time it was the Spock Association's turn. Those passionate, enthusiastic believers who were excited and worshiped the great god in the deep sea finally got the chance. After learning about the experiences of the Frink family and Fulson family slave-catching teams, the Spock Association angrily organized several patrol teams. They were no longer slave catchers holding fishing nets and pitchforks. , but a heavily armed militia group with sophisticated firearms and weapons. They vowed to find the murderer who massacred the residents of Innsmouth, and to make him despair in the most painful and crazy sacrifice. die.

So when night fell, this patrol group consisting of dozens of capable, strong, young, and brave guys set off, holding bright flashlights in their hands, as well as various firearms and weapons, and some even rumored that They received help from residents who were hidden in the deep sea and did not belong to this land.

But this is still of no use.

Early the next morning, their bodies were found at the fountain in the town square. Everyone died miserably. The guns in their hands did not even fire, and there were no signs of struggle on their bodies, but they were all dead. Everyone has round eyes, with twisted, ferocious, and fearful expressions, as if they have seen some terrible and indescribable monster...

Um?

Something seems wrong?

Over the past few days, the town of Innsmouth has fallen into extreme panic. The residents of the town locked themselves in their houses as soon as it got dark and did not dare to go out. Chief Frink and others were not idle either. They sent people All outsiders who learned about these murders, or those who tried to find out the inside story, were arrested and taken to the dungeon to prepare as sacrificial gifts. At the same time, they also began to make great efforts to search the houses in Innsmouth one by one, trying to find any clues.

However, it would be better not to check it, but once it was checked, everyone was surprised!

As we all know, after the decline of Innsmouth, only a small area was inhabited. Most of the buildings in other areas were uninhabited. Their door panels and windows were all boarded up, and no one lived in them. It looked like Empty houses that have been abandoned - of course, this is only the view of those outside the area.

But this is not the case.

The Innsmouth people all have the blood of deep divers, so the older they get, the less human they look. In this case, it is of course impossible for outsiders to see them. Therefore, after the appearance of these people changes to a certain extent, they will hide in these empty rooms that appear to be sealed off, and enter the sea after they are completely transformed into deep divers.

However, when the four major families investigated, they discovered that those who were waiting in the house to return to the sea after complete transformation were all dead!

They were all killed! !

What's even more frightening is that they can't even be sure whether these people were killed long ago or whether they died recently!

what is going on? !

Who is it? Who did it?

At this time, all the four major families were panicked.

At the beginning, they thought this was holding each other back - this was actually normal. Even if everyone believed in evil gods, it didn't mean there was no conflict.

For example, there is even a doctrinal dispute between the Frink family and the Fulson family - the Frink family has always claimed that the blood ancestor of Innsmouth is a "saint" of their family and a great being from the deep sea. The incense inherited from pregnancy after sharing a bed.

However, the Fulson family believed that this statement was insulting to the "godhead". They claimed that the "saint" did not sleep with the great being, but received the blessing of the great being in a dream, and then took her virginity as a virgin. The body gave birth to the offspring of the Deep Diver...

So both sides could quarrel around the teaching of the saint giving birth to a child. The former believed that the latter did not respect historical facts, and the latter believed that the former was blasphemous and to put money on his face...

In this case, holding back the opponent is a basic operation. In fact, at the beginning, the four major families also suspected that there was something wrong with each other, so they restrained each other during the investigation. However, when they found that all the residents who were about to transform into deep divers were killed, they immediately discovered the situation. Something is wrong.

You must know that these deep divers will throw themselves into the sea and rush into the arms of the great existence after their transformation! It is their business to hold back each other. Anyone who can do such a thing is blasphemy!

Who did it? !

At this moment, all the rulers of the four major families felt chills in their hearts. You must know that they had always believed that Innsmouth was a place without any secrets under their control. Their ancestors have lived here for generations, everything here is under their control, there can be no problems! Even if he is an outsider, as long as he comes here, the four major families will know it immediately. However, someone actually kills people under his nose, but he doesn't know anything?

"We have to sit down and discuss this issue!"

At this time, Chief Frink finally made a decision.