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In this situation, there are basically only two possibilities:

One method involves supernatural beings such as priests or shamans performing purification and soul-soothing rituals for them.

Another possibility is that at the moment of their death, their souls were devoured by some force, leaving them unable to even form a trace of lingering resentment!

In the current situation, it goes without saying which possibility is more likely.

The group exchanged glances, their expressions growing more serious.

Times have changed. No matter how much the practitioners in those remote and impoverished places do as they please.

At least within a modern superpower like the Federation, such acts of murder and soul-devouring are undoubtedly serious crimes.

That's not what people care about. The fact that the murderer is a desperate criminal is an obvious consensus, so there's no need to be surprised.

Ms. Lisa shook the file in her hand and said in a deep voice:

"The information doesn't seem to indicate that he has this ability, does it?"

Agent Charles licked his lips and replied helplessly:

“Initially, when the police arrested him, he did not exhibit any unusual abilities. He was simply detained as a serial killer, so no relevant records were left.”

After the case was reported to the state capital, Phoenix sent a witcher to conduct a preliminary examination. Due to the nature of his profession, he could only confirm that the suspect possessed extraordinary physical strength and dark powers similar to voodoo magic; he couldn't say anything more specific.

"However, after reporting the evidence at the scene to the precinct, our experts believed that the suspect's strength level was not high. Under normal circumstances, a team of vigilant armed police officers would be enough to pose a fatal threat to him."

This is probably why he surrendered without resistance during his first arrest.

Ah, two brothers gave me some Qidian coins as a reward, I'm really sorry, but I'm already very satisfied with everyone's collection and reading (*︶*)

Chapter 84 The Mysterious Scene

"correct."

Zhu Mingyao, who was standing next to him, suddenly asked:

"I think that when he was first arrested, the police believed that the missing hearts and tongues of the murdered teenagers were used by the killer for demon worship rituals."

So why do you think he ate the heart this time? Did someone see it?

Deputy Director Drake breathed a sigh of relief, feeling he could finally chime in on this strange topic of discussion, and began to explain:

"That's because we discovered this!"

He took out a sealed, transparent glass jar from the evidence collection box in the car. It was filled with dark red minced meat mixed with a snot-like viscous substance, which looked rather disgusting.

"This is human vomit collected at the crime scene. You can see large fragments of human internal organs in this pile with the naked eye, without even needing any instruments."

Drake paused for a moment, his expression becoming somewhat strange, seemingly a mixture of sorrow and admiration.

“Clear signs of toxicity were found in these vomit samples, the same as those found in Sunny’s body…”

As everyone learned from the introduction, Sunny was the only female officer among the six police officers who died in the line of duty.

“Wait a minute,” Michelle asked curiously.

"What about the trainee officer, Ms. Sunny, whose body showed signs of poisoning? Wasn't she... killed by having her heart ripped out?"

Deputy Chief Drake lowered his eyelids and said in a strange tone, "This is exactly what I'm about to tell you. The forensic doctor found a large amount of undigested highly toxic rat poison in Sunny's stomach—supplies that were originally stored in the police station's storage room."

Michelle was even more confused. She murmured blankly, "Why would she do this? Is she trying to commit suicide?"

At this point, the other members of the investigation team had different expressions. Charles, Ms. Lisa, and the Bob brothers were all seasoned veterans and had already guessed the truth of the matter.

Although Zhu Mingyao was young, looking at everyone's expressions and recalling the jar of human vomit from earlier, he quickly deduced what was going on and understood about 80-90% of the situation.

Ms. Lisa stepped forward and gently took the girl's hand.

"Child, she endured excruciating pain and willingly sacrificed her life to perish together with that demon..."

"That's exactly our assessment, everyone," Drake said with a heavy heart.

"Based on the autopsy, Sunny's time of death was the latest, meaning she was the last victim. Before that, she likely witnessed the killer devouring her colleague's heart..."

"The police station doors were locked from the inside with chains. Under these circumstances, she knew that escape was unlikely. This brave woman chose to fight back, even at the cost of her own life!"

Michelle finally understood. She took two deep breaths and slowly said:

"So Miss Sunny dug out the rat poison from the storeroom and swallowed it all, filling her entire body with deadly poison, so that... so that when that demon eats her heart, she'll drag him to hell with her!"

“You’re right, child. This vomit was found right next to Sunny, and the pieces of human tissue inside are her heart and tongue…”

Drake's chest heaved, his voice hoarse, and he could barely continue speaking.

Seeing that the veteran police officer was somewhat agitated, Charles nodded shrewdly and said:

"Thank you for the tip, Chief Drake. We'd like to go inside and take a look at the scene. We'll meet up with the pursuing team shortly. Could you please contact the people at the front lines now?"

After the old police officer walked away with faltering steps, the group followed the police officer who had led the way, pulled up the cordon, and entered the sealed-off small building.

……

"...The first person to be killed should have been this police officer nicknamed Fat Jack."

Charles flipped through the on-site investigation report he had just received from the local police.

“That night, he was supposed to be watching over the guy in the detention cell.” He pointed to the cell in the room, surrounded by sturdy black iron bars.

"However, the suspect escaped from the cell by unknown means, killed him, and hid the body in the locker room on the same floor."

"Throughout the entire attack, it appears that no one else in the police station was alerted."

No one was too surprised. Escaping from the cell or silently killing the guards was not difficult for a superhuman.

Everyone stepped forward, examined the area one by one, and then commented that the aura here was very faint, and they didn't find much of a discovery.

“Then, he sneaked up to the second floor and killed another officer in the office.” Charles led everyone down the stairs and pushed open the door.

"Next came the two officers in the break room next door—they died in their sleep. For them, it was perhaps a stroke of luck, at least they didn't suffer much pain."

"Things started to get a little strange here..."

Charles turned around and said with a frown.

"Call logs show that someone used the office phone to call Sheriff Griffin's cell phone at that time, and he rushed back shortly afterward—from the back door!"

Michelle raised her hand and asked, "Did Miss Sunny, who's on duty in the lobby on the first floor, discover the murderer's escape and ask the sheriff for help?"

Zhu Mingyao stood to the side, shaking his head and retorting, "That doesn't make sense. There's a duty phone in the lobby, and..."

The boy raised his chin, gesturing towards the white cadaver markings and blackened bloodstains on the office floor:

"There was a corpse lying in the office at that moment, and the murderer was standing next to her. How could she make a phone call right under their noses?"

Michelle was speechless for a moment.

Charles continued, "What happened after Sheriff Griffin returned is unknown. All we know is that his body was found in another office, killed by a bullet fired from his own sidearm."

"This strong black sheriff was very skilled and had achieved good results in the state police system's fighting competition. He was experienced in the police force and was vigilant. But this time, there was no sign of a fight on him. It was as if he was taken away by someone and killed without any warning."

Ms. Lisa, with her arms crossed, also raised her own question:

"Furthermore, if Officer Sunny was on duty in the lobby the whole time, who locked the lobby door? If she wasn't in the lobby but upstairs, how could she not have noticed her colleagues being murdered one after another? This is clearly a contradiction."

Zhu Mingyao added thoughtfully:

"Even if the murderer used special powers to cover up the sound and killed silently, when Officer Sunny found that her colleagues had all disappeared without a trace, she should have known that something was wrong. Why didn't she run away?"

The investigation report just stated that her time of death was about two or three hours later than the others. Didn't she notice anything amiss during that time?

"I've been wandering around this building alone for over two hours, and I haven't found the murderer escaped, nor have I found all my colleagues dead. The possibility of that is too low! Could the murderer be a master of illusion, making himself and the victims invisible?"

"No, no," the boy muttered to himself. "If he knew magic like invisibility, the police would never have been able to catch him."

The group exchanged bewildered glances, all feeling that the situation at the scene was shrouded in mystery.

This is my first book by a complete new author, so please be gentle with your criticism if there are any shortcomings. ^O^/

Chapter 85 The Suspicious Scene

"That's all nonsense! Why bother with all that?"

"Old Bob, the black sorcerer, said with an impatient look on his face."

"We're not here to be detectives! Let's grab that guy and leave the rest to the police."

He said to Charles rather bluntly, "Go find that chief and get that can of vomit. If there's anything else on the killer, like blood, bring it along too. Perform a spell here to check it out before heading to the search site ahead."

Agent Charles's job was in foreign affairs and liaison. He had met even the most difficult superhumans and had developed a very good temper and manners. Naturally, he wouldn't take this small offense to heart.

Moreover, what the other party said makes sense. The mission of this trip is to capture that fugitive. Everything else is secondary. Once the person is caught, experts from the Special Investigations Bureau will naturally take over and cooperate with the police in the interrogation.

He exchanged a glance with Ms. Lisa, who nodded slightly in acknowledgment. He then shrugged, turned, and left to negotiate with Deputy Director Drake.

While Charles went to retrieve something, Zhu Mingyao slipped into the police station's storage room.

The police who conducted the investigation only removed the body and some evidence materials; the rest of the scene remained largely as it was at the time of the incident.

The door to the storage room was half open, and a few shelves inside held some emergency supplies.

Several crumpled yellow plastic bags were haphazardly stuffed into a crevice in the corner, with a few tiny grains of rat poison stuck to them. Through these things, one could glimpse the urgency of the situation at the time.

"Miss Sunny took it here... right?"

The boy looked over at the sound and saw Michelle standing timidly at the door of the storeroom.

Zhu Mingyao sighed and nodded silently.

"She's a true hero," the blonde girl whispered, her voice filled with respect.

"In that desperate situation, I don't know if I could have had the same courage as her."

She is indeed a brave and resourceful person! Zhu Mingyao secretly admired her. As an ordinary person with no power, she was able to come up with a plan to die with Ru in the blink of an eye at the critical moment of life and death, and muster the courage to carry it out. This trainee policewoman's perseverance and intelligence are truly admirable.

How could such a clever person fail to notice that his colleagues in the building had all disappeared for such a long time?

Given that the person in custody is a serial killer, for safety reasons, she and the other night shift officers should have taken turns checking on him. How could she not be vigilant at all when she couldn't see her colleagues on duty?

Besides her, the expressions on the faces of the other police officers who died were really strange. They didn't show much panic, but rather seemed extremely surprised and confused...

Just then, Agent Charles's voice came from outside, interrupting the boy's thoughts.

He shook his head, putting his thoughts aside for the time being. Old Bob's words, though rough, were true; the right thing to do was to find a way to catch that guy first.