Survival begins with Red Dead Redemption 2

Chapter 177 176, I can't think of it
176,

Counting from the first scream,
In less than ten seconds, the bank guards guarding the inside kicked open the door of the bank from the inside and controlled the crowd here;
Two minutes later, a large number of detectives rushed out from the opposite Pinkerton Building, blocking the entire street;
Ten minutes later, the police from Heishui Town, who arrived belatedly, also rushed to the gate of the bank and began to investigate the crime scene and surrounding pedestrians;
After another ten minutes, Sergeant Dunbar, who got the news, hurried over from his home on the edge of Heishui Town. At this time, the entire street of Heishui Town was full of onlookers who were discussing the situation besides the police detectives who were controlling the situation. crowd.

As soon as Sergeant Dunbar appeared, the residents of Heishui Town who were onlookers consciously gave way to a passage.He didn't rush in either. He looked around for a week, and after seeing nothing wrong with the crowd, he stepped into the scene and came to the corpse.

The death of the corpse was very tragic. The blood sprayed from the wound spread in a large area in the middle of the bank's gate, and was then stained by the rushing bank guards and stepped on everywhere.

As an experienced police detective who has been in the police for decades, Sergeant Dunbar can encounter this kind of scene of dead bodies falling to the ground once or twice a month.He didn't find anything wrong, except for the missing head, which disappeared as if it had grown wings and flew away.

"How is the situation? Have you discovered anything new?"

He began to ask about the surrounding situation, and the bank duty manager who had been waiting for a long time and the captain of the guard, who was Detective Pinkerton, responded immediately.

"Nothing happened inside the bank, everything is normal and there is no sign of robbery."

"No one out there saw how he died, and the head was never found. Bring me that bastard."

Hearing such an answer, he frowned, and at this moment the guard who survived was also dragged over. Sergeant Dunbar dispelled his suspicion with just one glance.

Because the person was pulled over, but the soul did not follow.

Whether it's the dull eyes, or the raised palm marks on both sides of his cheeks, it shows that he has been seriously frightened and has not yet reacted from it.

He stopped the guard and wanted to attack the guard captain. Sergeant Dunbar decided to appease the guard's emotions first. He took out a cigarette and stuffed it into the guard's mouth. As soon as he struck a match, the guard exploded.

It took a lot of effort for everyone to push the yelling guard back to the ground, but it was this action that made Sergeant Dunbar see a trace of clarity in the terrified and demented eyes of the guard.

"Let him go, I said let him go!"

Pushing away the scrambling Detective Pinkerton, Sheriff Dunbar dragged the man to him:
"Are you awake? Tell me when you wake up, what did you see?"

"Blood, it's all blood, it's gone, it's gone all at once."

"Disappeared? Before that, what were you doing?"

"What am I doing? What am I doing? I'm smoking, yes, smoking, and he lit a cigarette for me."

"and then?"

"And then it's gone, gone, his head is gone, blood! blood! gone!"

From the incoherent speech of the guard, Sergeant Dunbar roughly imagined what happened at that time, and also understood why the other party was so excited when he lit a cigarette, but he still didn't understand why the head of the deceased was missing.

If you don't know the cause of death, you can't find the murder weapon, and if you can't find the murder weapon, where can you go to find the murderer.

Seeing that he couldn't find anything useful to ask, he could only let the captain of the guard who was guarding the side watching eagerly drag him away.Then, Sergeant Dunbar turned his attention to the pedestrians who were present at the time, but after asking around, the answer he got was as simple as two photos.

In the first picture, everyone saw that the two guards got together to smoke, and everything was normal;
In the next picture, the head of the victim disappeared, and the headless corpse fell on the ground. Bright red blood sprayed everywhere from the wound on the neck. Next to it was another bloody, scared person lying on the ground. guard.

"Did you notice anything else during this time?"

"Think about it, did you see anything, hear anything or smell something, think about it, think about what's wrong?"

Sergeant Dunbar tried his best to mobilize everyone's emotions, trying to awaken everyone's memories, but what he got was the blank expressions of the dozen people in front of him.Just when he was about to be disappointed, an old voice sounded from behind the crowd:
"I heard it, it was a voice."

"what sound?"

"It's the voice from the depths of hell, it's the devil whispering, the white devil, he's back."

Sergeant Dunbar, who had just gotten excited, immediately became depressed, and he didn't even need to look up. Just by the last two sentences, he could guess who the person hiding behind the crowd was talking.

Damn Dai Pingan!

Because of him, three mayors, a sheriff, and more than 200 police officers and Detective Pinkerton died last time in Heishui Town. Even after he left, he left a lunatic in Heishui Town.

Sure enough, after the crowd dispersed, the ragged priest who was hiding behind was leaked out.

According to the priest's belief, suicide is the greatest sin in the world. As a result, after Dai Ping'an's remarks, the priest who had been conscientious, loyal to God, and dedicated his life to God chose to commit suicide.

Although the person was saved, the priest was no longer right, and he was so neurotic that he never returned to normal.Every day, he roams the streets and alleys of Heishui Town, talking about whether he sees a white demon or hears the call of hell.If it weren't for the care of other priests and the support of everyone, he would have starved to death dozens of times.

The sheriff waved his hand feebly and called the policemen beside him:
"Hurry up and take the priest out, send him wherever he comes from, and don't let him cause trouble here."

"I'm not going, I heard it very clearly, that's the whisper of the devil, the white devil is back."

Sergeant Dunbar's rude behavior immediately annoyed the priest, who felt good about himself, and rushed forward to decide the winner, but the policeman next to him hurriedly stopped him.After another round of coaxing and deceiving, he finally coaxed him away.

It wasn't until the policeman helped the priest to turn the corner ahead that Sergeant Dunbar and others breathed a sigh of relief.As a result, within a few seconds, horrified screams sounded from the corner, and immediately after, the blood-covered priest ran out from there, rolling and crawling.

Sergeant Dunbar reacted the fastest, drew his pistol and rushed over, but when he ran around the corner, he saw a fallen body, and it could be judged from the clothes that it was the policeman before.

His head was also missing.

Looking around, let alone a murderer, there was not even a ghost.

There were people in the distance ahead, but Detective Pinkerton, who was blocking the street, ran over when he heard the movement. Behind him, Detective Pinkerton and the police rushed over and found nothing.

"Voices! Voices from hell! The demons are back!"

The priest who was brought here screamed with bared teeth and claws. He was more like a devil now covered in blood.

"Clap clap clap!"

As soon as the captain of the guard came up, he had four big mouths, and then grabbed the person over:
"What the hell happened here, tell me!"

The priest who was dizzy by the slap moved his mouth, but couldn't make out what he said, so the captain of the guard had to come closer:
"Old man, you said it loudly... ah!"

But he was gnawed on the face by the priest, and when everyone tore the two apart with all their strength, there was already a circle of bloody teeth marks on the cheek.

"I'll fucking kill you!"

Touching the uneven teeth marks on his face, the exasperated captain drew out his pistol and was about to shoot, but was lifted up by Sergeant Dunbar who turned around and came back.

"Bah!"

The gunshots spread far away, completely breaking the peaceful morning of Heishui Town.

　I've been a little busy recently, and it's eight or nine o'clock when I come back every day. Let's look at it like this first. If you are interested, you can guess why the head is missing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)