Nightmare Light

Chapter 10: The Man Jumping Out of Blood

After one hour.

A cordon has been set up in front of the No. 5 residential building in Hongfeng Community in the northern part of the city.

Lin Wang got out of the car and saw many sheriffs running around the cordon. Outside the cordon, some citizens were looking around curiously and whispering.

Among the sheriffs, there were a few people dressed strangely, with strange oil paint on their faces and huge, oddly shaped packages on their backs. They walked through the crowd with serious expressions and into the corridor.

These people... look a bit like the one who subdued the Blood Cultists in the Public Security Bureau lobby...

Secular Masters? Why are there so many of them?

It seems that the situation of this case is more serious than what the sister from Section 6 said...

A secular teacher, a strange case, and a cultist who casts strange and evil spells in front of him...

Lin Wang's curiosity about this world grew stronger and stronger.

Tian Taozi got out of the car behind Lin Wang. As they were about to enter the corridor, they heard crying and shouting from outside the cordon.

Lin Wang turned his head and saw a balding middle-aged man with a sorrowful look on his face, trying to rush through the cordon: "Get out of the way! I want to go in!"

He was stopped by two burly sheriffs, but he still stretched out his hand with all his strength, stretched it towards the corridor, and shouted with his neck stretched out: "Lao Xiao! Lao Xiao!"

Lin Wang's heart moved, and a sense of familiarity emerged from the bottom of his heart.

This person... looks so familiar...

He searched in his mind for a while, and finally found the information of this middle-aged man in the corner of his original body's memory:
Xu Sunshan, editor-in-chief of the newspaper.

The "Lao Xiao" he was calling was the newspaper's human resources manager, a plump middle-aged woman.

The two middle-aged people are not husband and wife.

Although he knew the atmosphere was not right, seeing the sorrowful look on Chief Editor Xu's face, Lin Wang couldn't help but twitch his lips, and a strong sense of "melon" surged from the bottom of his heart...

The sheriff quickly took Old Xu away, and Lin Wang took advantage of this opportunity to walk towards the corridor of the crime scene.

He was brought here by Tian Taozi, so the sheriff who was maintaining the scene did not stop him. He just looked at the unusually tall young man with a slightly curious look.

Go upstairs.

Lin Wang and Tian Taozi walked out of the elevator. In the corridor in front of them, security officers came in and out from time to time, and most of them had serious expressions.

Tian Taozi signaled Lin Wang to wait for a moment and went in first.

A few minutes later she came back with a very unhappy look on her face, completely devoid of her usual carefree cheerfulness.

"Brother, I suggest you prepare yourself mentally." She shook her head and pointed to the door at the end of the corridor. "The scene inside is definitely unbearable for a normal person."

"It's okay, I'm not a normal person either."

Lin Wang said this casually, walked into the house, leaving Tian Taozi with his back.

The young sheriff was stunned for a moment, then hurried to catch up after coming to her senses.

"Hey, wait for me!" She muttered softly as she walked, "He's quite handsome..."

……

At the crime scene, one could hear busy footsteps, the sheriffs' low voices chatting, and the beeps of some investigation equipment that Lin Wang couldn't name.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Lin Wang frowned and walked into the room.

The living room is warm and tidy, and it's clear that the hostess loved life. On the small table next to the sofa, the chubby human resources manager, Sister Xiao, smiles brightly in the frame.

Lin Wang's gaze lingered on the photo frame for a few seconds, and gradually, the smiling elder sister in the photo overlapped with the memories in his mind.

He turned his eyes to the right, and when he saw the entrance to the study, his pupils suddenly shrank.

At the entrance of the study, tables and chairs fell to the ground, and water cups were broken, leaving drag marks with blood. Between the drag marks, the prints of hands struggling to grab the ground left several clearly visible marks in the blood.

A picture appeared in Lin Wang's mind: the seriously injured homeowner was screaming and struggling desperately, waving his hands to try to climb out of the murderer's clutches, but was dragged into the study by the murderer.

The screams stopped abruptly.

So cruel...

To Lin Wang now, Manager Xiao is a stranger, but when the memories of the two lives overlap, he still can't help feeling uncomfortable when he sees such a scene.

What's more, it would be difficult for any person with normal values ​​to remain indifferent when seeing such a scene.

At that moment, Lin Wang discovered that his mentality had undergone subtle changes compared to when he had just traveled through time.

Before, he was more of a "curiosity". Even after experiencing nightmares, giant trees and giant flowers of flesh and blood, there was still a faint sense of "alienation" between him and this world.

But now, when Lin Wang actually stood at the crime scene, he finally felt that he had a real connection with this world.

Lin Wang took a breath and walked into the study.

Even Tian Taozi, who had been chirping all the time, became quiet at this time.

The scene in the study has gone beyond the scope of "tragic".

Black and red blood splattered on the walls, floors, and bookshelves, as if someone had thrown out a paint bucket.

In the center of the study, a strange pattern was painted in white paint on the floor. The deceased lay on his side in the center of the pattern, in a prayer posture. Together with the pattern on the floor, it formed a powerful and highly symbolic picture.

The weird thing is……

Although the deceased was indeed a woman, she was not the wealthy middle-aged woman that Lin Wang remembered. Instead, she was a skin-and-bone dried corpse, as if it had just been dug out of a pyramid.

Strangely, she was lying on her side on the ground, her mummy-like face looking at the wall in the direction of the desk with an inexplicable smile on her face.

A sheriff at the scene, Okita Momoko, saluted:
"The bloodstains at the scene and the patterns on the ground form a plant-like shape. Combined with previous cases and on-site analysis..."

The sheriff was interrupted by Tian Taozi before he could finish his words. The young girl pointed at Lin Wang next to her with a nonchalant look on her face.

"Hey, don't tell me that! I wouldn't understand even if you told me! He's the expert analyst! Talk to him!"

The sheriff was stunned for a moment, then turned to Lin Wang and said, "After comprehensive analysis, we believe that the murderer is most likely a member of the Blood Cult."

Tian Taozi was stunned: "Oh, I can understand this."

"......" The sheriff's face trembled, and he turned stiffly to ask Lin Wang, "Sir, do you have any conclusions?"

Lin Wang thought for a few seconds: "You believe the murderer is a Blood Cultist... What is your basis?"

"Hey, I know that!" Tian Taozi hurriedly raised her hands, like a primary school student eager to show off, "Because this room is covered in blood!"

The sheriff next to him remained silent, apparently reaching a similar conclusion. Lin Wang nodded gently, "I understand... but if the murderer here is a Blood Cultist, then there's a very strange suspicion."

Hearing this, all the sheriffs present turned their heads and focused their eyes on him.

Lin Wang's gaze lingered for a second on the tragic bloodstains in the room. "We encountered a blood cultist in the lobby of the Public Security Bureau, didn't we?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"That Blood Cultist was eventually subdued, right?"

"Correct."

Lin Wang's gaze slowly moved from the blood to the faces of the other sheriffs in the room.

In the room, there was blood everywhere, the atmosphere was solemn, and the breathing of the sheriffs was clearly audible.

Lin Wang's gaze swept across the faces of the sheriffs one by one, and their expressions became solemn.

After a few seconds, Lin Wang smiled and said, "Nothing, I'm just asking casually."

"Hey! Why are you so startled!" Tian Taozi glared at Lin Wang, and the sheriffs all breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Lin Wang changed the subject: "But that Blood Cultist, even after being subdued, recovered all the blood. Why is there so much blood at this crime scene?"

boom!
Before Lin Wang finished speaking, all the blood at the scene suddenly exploded and turned into a bloody blood mist that filled the room. A thin and twisted figure quickly condensed in the blood mist.

This sudden change shocked everyone present. Fortunately, there were well-trained sheriffs on the scene. In such a sudden change, everyone still quickly made the right moves - some people blocked the door, some drew their weapons, and the two lay masters also began to quickly form seals.

In this instant, everyone felt ashamed of their previous negligence, and at the same time secretly grateful to Lin Wang: If it weren't for this tall young man, this blood cultist might have really escaped!

It happened so quickly that in this short moment, the human figure formed by the blood mist had completely solidified - "TA"'s" skin color gradually changed from bloody red to light yellow, and a black and red coat began to condense on the surface of the body.

The Blood Cultist's body quickly solidified, and at the same time, he slammed into the sheriff closest to him. The young sheriff was knocked away and fell on the bookcase, with books falling to the ground.

"Gangster! Wow wow wow! Look at me chopping you!" Tian Taozi screamed as she saw the Blood Cultist taking action, her hands quickly reaching into the pockets of her combat uniform, "I'm going to blow your head off!"

Then she took out a bunch of snacks from her pocket and threw them all over the floor.

Lin Wang saw biscuits, peanuts, chocolates and even plum pits from the pile of snacks.

Lin Wang: “…”

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

Even the blood cultist paused for a moment.

Tian Taozi: "...Wait a minute, I'm going to find where I put my grenade."

While everyone at the scene was stunned, the Blood Cultist had already come to his senses. Although he was also stunned just now, he was the first person at the scene to come to his senses!

He had now completely solidified into his normal appearance, letting out a low "Hey" sound as he quickly rushed towards the door. As he rushed, the blood mist in his hands gathered into a bloody red "spider web" and threw it at the two sheriffs at the door whose faces changed drastically.

But the next second, he was hit hard on the head by a thick dictionary.

The Blood Cultist's body suddenly tilted and flew out like a badminton that was hit, hitting another bookshelf and being crushed by a pile of books.

Lin Wang still maintained the throwing posture.

The next second, the two secular masters' skills, one of which was a pile of yellow paper and the other was a suspended black and white iron chain, firmly controlled the blood cultists.

Two laymen with their faces painted with greasy paint escorted the Blood Cultists out.

As they passed by Lin Wang, the Blood Cultist suddenly looked up and stared at him with bloodshot eyes, his teeth bared in a strange and ferocious grin: "Blood... I'll remember you."

Lin Wang looked at the Blood Cultist and suddenly smiled: "When will it come to find me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the blood cultist was stunned.

The next second, the sheriff gave him a hard push from behind: "Go!" and pushed the Blood Cultist away.

When the two lay masters passed by Lin Wang and Tian Taozi, they nodded at them and said, "Well done."

"It's none of my business... I was just holding them back... I didn't even find my grenade until the very end..." Tian Taozi lowered her head and squatted on the ground, picking up snacks with one hand while searching her pocket for a grenade with the other, muttering, "Why did I put so many snacks in my pocket..."

"Tiantou'er, you really have a share."

An older sheriff smiled and said, "If you hadn't scared the suspect just now, he wouldn't have been stunned for those few seconds, and we wouldn't have been able to respond."

"Aha! Found it!" Tian Taozi suddenly raised her hand and pulled out a grenade, then froze, "Ah? Wasn't I trying to scare him just now?"

Everyone at the scene was immediately shocked: "Are you really going to use a grenade in such a small environment?!"

Tian Taozi was stunned when she heard this. She looked around the room and shrank her neck: "Yes, it's not quite appropriate..."

But she brightened up again the next second: "Hey hey hey... I also made a contribution!"

Everyone: "..."

The murderer was apprehended, and the sheriffs began to clean up the scene. One of the sheriffs walked into the study with a body bag. Tian Taozi patted Lin Wang on the shoulder and praised him: "Old Lin, you are really good! If it weren't for you today, the murderer would have gotten away!"

But Lin Wang didn't say anything.

He looked at the room, the messy bookshelves that had fallen to the ground, the patterns on the floor, and the direction the dead man's face was looking, and frowned slightly.

"No, we overlooked some details."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the scene was stunned. Several sheriffs became nervous again. Some of them reached for their weapons, and Tian Taozi grabbed the snacks again.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Wang. After what had just happened, the people at the scene had subconsciously thought that Lin Wang's words were very important.

Lin Wang looked at the dead body on the ground, thinking about the strange smile on her face. After a few seconds, he followed the direction of the dead body's gaze and looked at the desk.

Desk? What's over there?
On the desk, there is a photo of Manager Xiao himself, and on the wall opposite the desk, there is a map of Tangsheng City, the city where Lin Wang is located.

The pattern on the ground...the map...

Lin Wang turned his head suddenly and asked, "Where can I find a lot of information on religion and art history?"

　This chapter has 3939 words, 61 short of 4.

　　I hesitated until the end and didn't bother to write these 61 words.

　　Writing an article is actually very similar to cooking.

　　Sometimes adding a little bit more will ruin the taste.

　　The same principle applies to story writing; the best is to get it just right.

　　(Oh, by the way… could you recommend a simple and delicious dish? I really don’t have the energy to cook during my cold…)
　　

(End of this chapter)