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Chapter 246 The Texas Chainsaw Massacre?

"Thank you very much."

Zhu Mingyao smiled and nodded as he accepted the tea and snacks offered by a female civilian police officer.

He picked up two bright yellow tangerines and played with them. The three true energies of wood, metal, and fire in his palms stirred slightly, and the fragrant citrus essential oil quickly evaporated, refreshing the mind and invigorating the spirit.

With a flick of the wrist, the plump fruit splits open like a lotus flower, revealing the translucent, warm flesh with its white fibrous strands easily sucked into the stomach, sparing the eater the trouble of dripping juice.

Zhu Mingyao, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, stretched out his hands and distributed the prepared snacks to the two girls before picking one up and making his own.

"So you think that the infamous Texas Chainsaw Massacre killer has resurfaced?"

“Some people believe it may be a simple copycat crime, while higher authorities even think it is just an internal feud among Mexican drug gangs in the border areas.”

Andrew gulped down a large mouthful of hot coffee to perk himself up, then rubbed his temples in frustration.

"After all, Elphaton is only a little over a hundred kilometers from the southern border. In the Bravo River, every year three or five unidentified corpses are found floating downstream from Mexico. People in the nearby towns are used to it. What can a few mutilated body parts in a stinking ditch prove?"

He said self-deprecatingly, "If we hadn't seen the cutting marks left by the chainsaw above, which brought back all those terrible old memories, who would have cared about such a small thing?"

"In addition, there are new developments I learned during my routine visit six months ago. Don't laugh at me, but for the past ten days or so, my heart has been pounding and I can only fall asleep by taking sleeping pills."

The burly bureau chief said with a wry smile, "When this devil's case came to light, I was only in my early twenties, and the memory... is very vivid!"

Zhu Mingyao nodded gently to show his understanding.

Perhaps due to the parallel universe, the Texas Chainsaw Massacre serial killer in this world, just like in the movies, did not surrender on the spot after his crimes of murdering multiple travelers were exposed. Instead, he escaped with injuries and disappeared without a trace.

Because at least a hundred people died, the case was extremely serious, and many victims' families insisted on seeking justice, the police have never given up the pursuit for more than 20 years. Even though it has gradually become a formality in recent years, the interviews and investigations of relevant personnel are still ongoing.

The problem arose during this year's routine procedures when they discovered two new potential informants.

One was an elderly disabled man living alone in a remote country cottage, missing his right arm. He was said to have seen the perpetrator a long time ago, but he was deaf and mute, and the police officers asked him for a long time without him being able to say a complete sentence.

The other woman is Ms. Erin, a key witness from that year and a survivor who escaped from the clutches of the chainsaw killer "Leatherface".

She suffered so much trauma after the incident that she became mentally unstable and unable to communicate. Her grieving family took her to Europe, which prevented her from providing many valuable clues at the time. Now that her condition has stabilized and she has returned to her hometown to attend a relative's funeral, the local police took the opportunity to visit her and try to find out some information.

Out of a sense of morality and to avenge her own blood feud, despite enduring immense mental anguish throughout, Ms. Eileen provided valuable information that no one had ever known before—during her escape, she bravely chopped off the killer's right hand with a knife, meaning that if Leatherface hadn't died, he would be crippled right now!

The police were horrified to discover that the physical appearance she described was extremely similar to that of the disabled old man they had seen the day before!

When they went back, the house was empty, which immediately increased their suspicion!

Nearly a month ago, the body parts found in a nearby abandoned ditch were like a steel knife slicing across the scalp, sending chills down the spines of the police.

The residents may not know it, but they know very well that the injuries detected by the forensic doctor were clearly caused by a handheld chainsaw!

A suspected serial killer, the sudden appearance of human remains, and the murder weapon that made him famous.

All of these things together look like a limited-time return of the serial killer event, a re-enactment of classic storylines!

In an instant, the Alphaton Police Department, on high alert, mobilized its entire force, conducting frantic patrols and searches while simultaneously seeking assistance from higher authorities, hoping to request two special advisors from the state government to eliminate the madman once and for all.

From the official perspective, given the current shortage of superhuman combat power, the primary task is undoubtedly to ensure the stability of prosperous areas. A third-rate town with an old case that has no evidence is naturally not worth the attention of the officials. Andrew's repeated reports were unsurprisingly thrown into the archives.

As a result, what was lost on one front was gained on another. Just when the bureau chief was full of resentment, Zhu Mingyao and his two companions bumped into him, bringing tears of joy to his eyes. He exclaimed that God had appeared to him and given him a savior.

"In that case, let's not waste any more time, Chief. Please send a few people to lead the way. Let's go to the suspect's former residence now."

After taking a sip of mineral water to wash away the sweet and slightly sour fruit juice between his teeth, Zhu Mingyao stood up.

Judging from the information from back then, although this guy was incredibly ruthless, he was just an ordinary mortal. In terms of actual combat power, he was probably not even as good as Jacob, the murderer he had previously defeated. At least his extraordinary strength was one in a million, and he was almost halfway into the realm of the supernatural.

Find his personal belongings, cast a spell to investigate, locate him, and eliminate him. Finish the fight quickly, then we can have more time for the rest of us to do our jobs.

Andrew was overjoyed by the prompt assistance from the temporary team and summoned two capable police officers, instructing them to accompany the distinguished advisors.

"Hey, it's time to go!" Zhu Mingyao looked at the blonde haughty girl with a slightly strange expression. The latter was looking lost in thought, carefully tasting a mandarin orange cut into the shape of a lotus flower.

"Hmm, he even carefully heated it to the right temperature. This bad guy is quite gentle..." After several adventures together, the girl had become accustomed to having him act as her external brain, and she was just lost in her own thoughts.

"Take a few more if you like them." Seeing that she didn't answer, Zhu Mingyao was not a reserved person. He smiled at the host, boldly grabbed the fruit from the plate, took out a cloth bag, filled it with fruit, and threw it over.

"Boom!"

Just as she was slightly touched by the other person's unpretentious thoughtfulness, the girl, jolted awake by the bag, stood up with a sullen face, angrily waving her hand as she left.

"That blockhead idiot! No wonder he can only fool a silly girl like Michelle!"

His teammate suddenly ran off without a word. The bewildered Chinese straight man picked up the bag, shrugged innocently, and turned back to add:

"By the way, please bring some dismembered remains of the victims; they might come in handy."

He gently comforted him, "Please trust in our capabilities. He's just a murderer; the outcome will be clear soon."

Chapter 247 Summoning the Dead

"Stop the car! Stop the car! Eighty kilometers away? Are you kidding me? Wasn't it said the suspect's house was nearby?"

The blonde witch pointed at the dark sky and said unhappily, "It's almost nine o'clock now. How long will it take to get here and back? A lady needs enough sleep to keep her skin smooth!"

"I'm sorry, miss, it's our fault for not being clear. Due to administrative planning, that area is also within the city's jurisdiction, so it can be considered nearby..."

Knowing that the people in front of them were of high status, the two police officers had no choice but to obediently turn off the police car and pull it over to the side of the road.

"Alright, don't lose your temper, it'll give you wrinkles," Zhu Mingyao said with a smile, trying to soothe him.

"How about this, you guys mark the exact location on the map, the three of us will go and start investigating first, and you guys will follow in by car, keeping in touch to save time, okay?"

The two officers looked at each other, feeling that the other was a bit arrogant, but they still obediently took out the map and marked it in detail.

One of the young, honest-looking Black police officers scratched his head, craned his neck to look around, and kindly offered a reminder.

"Did you bring a professional driver? Forgive my bluntness, but the area is very remote and the road conditions are not good. Even the best driver wouldn't be much faster than us..."

"Thank you for your concern, we have transportation." Zhu Mingyao grinned, turned around and stepped onto the gorgeous flying carpet that Zoe had conjured up.

"Mom, One Thousand and One Nights is real!"

"I knew the government was hiding something..."

Such incoherent exclamations rang out, mixed with gasps of astonishment, as the three figures disappeared into the night sky.

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It proved with its actions that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. A hazy shadow flew up more than ten meters high, blended into the dark night, left the main road and small path, quickly floated over the wilderness and fields, and landed in a sparse mixed forest.

The woods were sparse and disorderly, with withered vines entwined and fallen leaves scattered everywhere. It was clear at a glance that it was a wild forest without any owner. In addition, it was located in a remote area, and apart from this dilapidated rural wooden house, there were no other residents for miles around.

Tonight, the sky is mostly cloudy with no moon. Only a few stars peek out playfully, casting slivers of light through the gaps, providing the only source of illumination for the three uninvited guests.

Fortunately, all of them were extraordinary individuals with considerable backgrounds, and the dark environment was not enough to conceal their senses.

Looking through the crooked wooden fence, the tangled, withered yellow weeds in the yard had grown taller than my calves, reaching about knee-high. Several gray wood mice scurried about, busily searching for nutritious berries and grass seeds to carry back to their nests, preparing for the coming winter.

The single-story wooden house standing alone in the center of the yard is obviously quite old. Due to the ravages of wind and rain and the lack of basic maintenance, the wooden layers on the outer walls have rotted into a grayish-black color, and even have clumps of moss and fungi growing on them.

The fallen leaves and ash on the roof hadn't been cleaned for who knows how long. Rotten pine and dodder were intertwined, hanging softly from the eaves and swaying gently in the night breeze. The atmosphere was so good that it wouldn't need any renovations to be used as a filming location for a haunted house.

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhu Mingyao unleashed a faint, almost imperceptible spiritual light. The newly refined Five Elements Spiritual Ghosts drifted across the courtyard, passed through the police seal on the gate, and circled the house.

Just as the director described, the house was deserted, not even a ghost was to be seen. An old rocking chair was carelessly thrown in a dirty corner. On the old and dilapidated dining table, there were two plates of rotten, muddy items. From their shape, one could vaguely make out the appearance of a rib with bones. It seemed that the owner left in a hurry and did not even have time to eat.

"Squeak..." The unlubricated wooden shaft made a teeth-grinding sound.

Madison made a grasping motion with his five fingers, and an invisible force field tore the door open along with the seal, releasing a musty, rotten smell.

After a small gust of wind dispersed the polluted air, Zhu Mingyao stepped over a cracked wooden plank and entered the house first.

He unleashed his true qi outside his body, keeping the choking dust carried by the airflow out. He looked around, then tapped the light switch on the wall with his peach staff. The extremely old light bulb flickered stubbornly twice before finally going out.

"The king of the white dragon, dressed in fish-like attire, often roams the cold, clear abyss, where he can draw his bow and nock his arrow, leaving behind his eyes as a miraculous elixir!"

Amidst the poetic and chanting sounds, a silvery-white flame, resembling a swimming dragon, suddenly rose up, stretching its slender body and coiling on the ceiling, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

The cool light of the [Cave Illumination Technique] swept across, and various auras that were difficult for ordinary people to perceive manifested, turning into colorful, crystalline dust that floated around.

"There's neither human presence nor ghostly aura..." Zhu Mingyao muttered to himself. This situation was expected; the person had been gone for half a year, and any traces left behind would have vanished.

He nodded with his chin. "Everyone, split up and search to see if there are any personal belongings or anything like that. I'll go check the basement."

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Following the trail of the power lines backward, Zhu Mingyao pushed open the small door next to the storage room and entered the basement, where he once again summoned the Youlong Yinyan to examine the area carefully.

"It seems this disabled old man isn't as destitute as he appears." He meaningfully swung his peachwood cane, tapping it on the half-new, high-powered household diesel generator, producing a clanging metallic sound.

Although the Federation in this life is very different from the Bald Eagle in the previous life, in order to protect their own enterprises, they have both erected trade barriers against the cheap industrial products of a certain major Eastern country, and have always been strict in guarding against them domestically.

This huge machine is too expensive for an old man on welfare, not to mention there's an unopened spare one next to it.

As he meticulously investigated, he made new discoveries.

Zhu Mingyao squatted down in a corner, blew away the loose dirt, revealing three faint marks on the rough wooden floor.

“This is…” A thought struck him, and he mentally simulated the scene, his expression darkening.

The marks left when someone is forcibly dragged away!

Judging from the appearance, at least five or six years have passed. After all, he is not a superhuman who specializes in divination and prediction. Even with his abilities, it would be difficult for him to know in detail what happened back then.

"Come down here once you find the suspect's personal belongings!" Professional tasks should naturally be left to professionals.

Madison, who came upon hearing the commotion, placed the divination brazier on the ground, sprinkled various powdered materials on it, and used his telekinesis to summon a dirty woolen hat and throw it into the brazier.

"Let me make this clear first, if it takes too long, the results might not be accurate." She shook her slender wrist, moved her fingers which had just recovered, and began chanting a spell that rose and fell in pitch. Suddenly, a reddish-yellow flame rose up and engulfed the soft cap, raising the distinctive acrid smell of burning hair.

Zoe stepped forward, took out a transparent wide-mouthed glass bottle, and threw the suspected victim's body parts, which she had taken from the forensic department, into the fire.

The flickering flames quietly turned a sinister green, and a chilling feeling arose inexplicably, as if the temperature in the basement had suddenly dropped several degrees.

"...I will temporarily leave your eternal slumber to allow your soul to return and dispel my doubts."

The incantation ceased, and within the green flames, an extremely blurry face faintly appeared.

"Huh? No, this isn't the spirit of the dead!" Madison exclaimed in surprise, her expression suddenly turning anxious.

"Hurry up, that thing can only exist for a very short time, and it can only ask three questions!"