Chapter 211 Arrest the Murder (3800 Plus)

The moonlight hangs high.

Jelina was exhausted and rushed home from the factory.

The street lights were dim, and after a few streets, the flow of people became even more sparse, almost empty...

Thinking of the serial murder case reported in the newspaper, Jelina couldn't help wrapping her tattered clothes, hoping to rely on it to dispel the slightest chill.

——For middle-class families, they know that the streets at night are very dangerous, and they can restrain their wives and daughters. As for the upper class, they can hire bodyguards and detectives for their children to accompany them to protect them.

But for most civilians, they need to worry about the food the next day if they don’t work one day. Compared with dying from starvation in a family, considering other dangers is too extravagant.

What's more... There are tens of thousands of night shift workers in the entire Green Forest, so bad luck may not befall me!

Jelina comforted herself while clenching the salary in her pocket, which is the family's food source for tomorrow.

She has soft facial features and a tall figure, which makes her a good beauty.

In fact, it wouldn't be so hard to be a street girl, or even a disgraced mistress.

But Jelina is a good girl who keeps herself clean and has been diligently using her hands and sweat to obtain money.

"Come on, I'll be home soon."

Jelina's footsteps quickened, and she seemed to be able to see the dilapidated home and the warm lights inside...

"I hope my mother makes mixed vegetable soup in the evening... It would be even better if I could add a piece or two of bacon..."

Before she knew it, Jelina had turned into another dark and remote alley, but she didn't know anything about it, as if... she had been subjected to an illusion or some kind of mental manipulation!

When she woke up, she suddenly found that she had come to the end of an alley, where she could see a wall made of bricks and a stinky sewer next to it.

Ho ho!

A tall figure was lying beside her, sticking out her scarlet tongue and licking her face.

"Mother……"

The corners of Jielina's eyes sparkled.

...

"That's not it……"

"It's not this..."

On the street, Aaron, disguised as a chameleon, walked out from a corner and looked at the direction displayed by the pendulum with a strange expression on his face: "The location of the divination murderer, this direction... Is it in the prison of the Investigation Bureau?"

"It seems that these murder scenes were all committed by the guys that Percy caught... And according to what he said, there is also a Beyonder murderer with extremely powerful anti-reconnaissance skills, and someone who resists divination. ability……"

"If you can't find it tonight, then don't find it."

He finally made a decision and went to another crime scene.

The clues in the alley have been taken away by the police, and only the traces of black blood on the floor tiles remain.

"The location of the murderer!"

Aaron took out the pendulum and divination again.

This time, his inspiration suddenly touched, and he looked outside the Bureau of Investigation.

"Well... let's go and have a look."

He glanced around, opened the sewer, and jumped in.

"This one is very suspicious... My divination is slightly hindered, but unfortunately, there is only a little resistance..."

At the beginning, even the anti-divination ceremony arranged by Rob was roughly predicted by Aaron. He did not think that the murderer was comparable to an inhuman existence!

"Besides, at this time, even if I encounter inhuman combat power, even the 'Feast Attendant', it is not impossible for me to touch it."

Aaron hurried away.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he heard a woman screaming in a low voice.

It was as if... someone had deliberately covered his mouth.

Aaron immediately turned around, and after running for a while, his legs jumped with force.

In mid-air, he made a fist with his right hand and slammed it towards a manhole cover.

boom!

After being promoted to 'caster', his physique has grown to an extraordinary level. At this time, with a punch, the metal manhole cover flew out as if it was hit by a cannonball.

Aaron jumped out of it, and a spinning revolver emerged from his right hand, aiming at the target!

In the dim street, the body of a female worker fell to the ground, a pool of blood beneath her, and her eyes gradually turned gray.

And a tall figure was lying on top of her abdominal cavity, greedily eating her internal organs.

At this time, it seemed that an accidental intruder had been found, and he raised his head, revealing a silver-white mask that covered half of his face, and the beard on his chin was full of blood and filth...

His eyes were scarlet, but when he saw Aaron, he became a little dazed, and muttered in his mouth: "...is...you?"

"I didn't expect to meet under such circumstances... Mr. Clark Das!"

Aaron took off the mask of the Rapier and sighed.

Even though the other party was wearing a mask, he was so familiar with Clark that he recognized him through the ability of spiritual discrimination as soon as they met.

Opposite, Clark couldn't help falling into silence.

Aaron silently opened the pistol, withdrew the 'Evil Spirit Possession' bullet, looked at Clark, who stood up slowly but still looked extremely tall, and asked, "The after-effects of the last 'historical retrospective'?"

Clark once obtained his great physique and resilience from an extraordinary ghoul.

Aaron suspects that it might have something to do with it.

"Yes, it is."

Clark stammered in reply, as if trying to fumble for the pipe from his body, but couldn't find it: "No...it's not...it's me! I've fallen!"

He covered his face with his hands and made a crying voice: "Any supernatural power needs to pay a 'price'... The spirituality and price required for 'historical retrospective' are paid by the historical imprint in the secret history... This is correct, But I was too careless."

"Even though I don't need to accumulate the spirituality of 'red', but often using the ability of ghouls, I still unknowingly deceive me... If it's just an ability, maybe my reason can be restrained, but..."

Clark said in a trance: "I also had a secret history ability before, which is the Druid's animal language... and 'Druid' also contains the element of 'red', the two effects are superimposed, when I found out, it was already Deep in it, I...I've always been self-control, I'll buy placenta from the hospital, satisfy my thirst for flesh, and I'm not hurting anyone..."

"I understand... that kind of desire for blood and flesh." Aaron, who used the power of 'red', sighed: "When you taste the flesh and blood, you will get a moment of satisfaction... But after satisfaction, only Emptiness... emptiness will force you to find more, more fresh flesh and blood... first placenta, then corpse, and then, you actively hunt delicious 'prey'?"

"Sorry...I should have found out sooner."

He felt a little guilt in his heart: 'With Clark's cautious personality, he ventured to the ruins before, although it can be said to be the obsession of historians... but it was also the result of a big change in temperament, and I ignored this! ’