North America: An Extraordinary Life Beginning with Exorcism

Chapter 71 Police Station
After breakfast, Green watched TV on the sofa with Stitch in his arms.

As for Selena, she was bewitched by Vanessa and went to the second floor to practice yoga.

Although he didn't know what the use of this thing was for vampires, Green was already very satisfied to see the two women getting along harmoniously.

Stitch's favorite cartoon was playing on TV, but Green looked a little drowsy.

He had just yawned when the phone in his pocket rang.

I took out my phone and saw that the name on the screen was James.

"hello!"

"Hi Green."

James's deep voice came from the phone.

Hearing his voice, Green raised his eyebrows: "You don't sound very well."

"nonsense!"

James sighed helplessly, "I haven't slept for 24 hours! Okay, let's stop talking nonsense."

He paused before continuing, "The origins of those black people have been investigated."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Green immediately sat up straight on the sofa.

"They are all stowaways who came from Mexico using fake identities."

James didn't keep the secret: "According to the information provided by the customs, they should be from Haiti."

"Haiti?"

Green frowned slightly when he heard this.

He had heard of this country.

As a black country in South America, Haiti is one of the poorest countries in the world.

Moreover, their government is completely unable to control the political situation, and the entire country is almost controlled by gangs.

What Haiti is most famous for is voodoo, a religion that is popular throughout the country.

"We haven't yet investigated why they traveled thousands of miles to come here."

James' voice continued to come from the phone: "But don't worry, as long as there is news, I will inform you as soon as possible."

"no problem."

Green nodded.

He thought for a moment, then spoke up, "Voodoo is very different from the religions you usually encounter. It has many strange aspects. Be careful when investigating. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me."

"I see."

James agreed without hesitation.

After returning to the police station, he also looked up relevant information and gained a rough understanding of some issues related to voodoo.

If it were before, he might not take voodoo seriously.

But after experiencing so many extraordinary events, he also realized that the world is not as simple as it seems.

This kind of unreformed primitive religion is generally the most bizarre and cruel, and often brings unpredictable disasters.

After a brief chat with James, Green hung up the phone.

Putting Stitch aside, he stroked his phone and fell into deep thought.

He almost fell for voodoo last night.

If it weren't for the magic circle, he would have died under the curse of the voodoo doll long ago.

Green frowned slightly, thinking about the reasons why these black wizards attacked him.

It can't be that he was trying to avenge the black man who stole the bodies from the cemetery, right?

Shaking his head, Green was the first to rule out this speculation.

The black man had no special abilities at all. The reason he could create the resurrected corpse was because of the golden bell.

Compared to the three black wizards who created thick fog on the road, he was just a chess piece that could be discarded at will.

Thinking of this, a guess suddenly emerged in Green's mind.

Those three black wizards had targeted him from the beginning!
And it is very likely that the guy who stole the corpses from the cemetery was the bait they released!
Thinking of this possibility, Green suddenly became restless.

Voodoo's methods are too bizarre and impossible to defend against. Using a secretly taken photo to curse someone from a distance is too buggy!

If they changed their target to Vanessa, Green had no idea how to protect Vanessa.

"We can't wait like this!"

Green stood up from the sofa, his face filled with anxiety that was hard to conceal.

"There is still a Brother Ni alive!"

He remembered the guy who stole the corpses from the cemetery, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

Looking up at the second floor and listening to the voices of Vanessa and Selina, Green stretched out his hand and summoned four Night Bat soldiers.

"Protect them."

After giving the instruction, he reached out and touched Stitch's furry head, then turned and walked towards the garage.

Half a minute later, with the roar of an engine, Green drove away from the villa.

"Where's Green?"

Vanessa's figure appeared behind the second-floor window, and she frowned slightly as she looked at the car body in the distance.

"There should be something to do."

Selina stood in the shadow beside her, avoiding the sunlight: "It's been very chaotic outside recently, and a lot of things have happened."

Hearing this, Vanessa immediately raised her eyebrows.

She turned to look at Selina, her face full of curiosity, having forgotten Green: "Can you tell me about it?"

With Selina's identity, she must know a lot of news about the extraordinary world.

Under Vanessa's expectant gaze, Selina nodded slowly.

……

Green was unaware of the exchanges between the two women in the home.

After driving for more than ten minutes, he arrived outside the police station where James was.

As a county-level police station, this police station is not very large.

There were only less than sixty police officers inside.

Green had seen most of them.

After greeting a few familiar faces, Green found James with ease.

James was sitting behind his desk, concentrating on reading documents.

It wasn't until he heard footsteps that he noticed Green.

"How did you come?"

James showed a hint of surprise and stood up.

"You asked me to come and take a statement today last night, but you forgot about it."

Green shrugged his shoulders and sat down on a chair beside him without waiting for James to speak.

"Hi!"

James smiled helplessly when he heard this and sat down again: "I was so busy that I forgot about this matter."

He turned to look at Green and said, "Actually, you don't have to come. In our police station, you're already a registered long-term consultant. No one will question you if you don't make a statement."

"That also requires a formality."

Green smiled and said, "I can't make things difficult for you, right?"

As he spoke, he reached out and took the information in front of James: "What is this? Is it about those black people?"

"Correct."

James ignored Green's somewhat rude behavior and took a sip of coffee. "Fortunately, those black people are from Haiti. If they were from another country, there might be more trouble."

"Haha."

Green smiled cooperatively, glanced at the information and put it on the table.

He raised his head, his eyes fixed on James. "Where is the guy who stole the body? I have something to ask him."

(End of this chapter)