Harry Potter Morning Light

While the sun in the Vatican is gradually sinking below the horizon, the sun in Los Angeles is hanging high in the sky.

It's just a normal, normal morning for most people, 59 degrees Fahrenheit, a Category 3 breeze, perfect for exercise.

However, it was an extraordinary day for the Millers.

Their granddaughter, 18-year-old Angela Warren, committed suicide this morning by jumping off the building.

The floor they lived in was actually not high, but when she jumped out of the window, a car just happened to pass by downstairs.

She became a dead soul under the car. Although the body was removed, there was still a large pool of blood left at the scene. When Mills came, the police had already pulled up the cordon, and there were onlookers everywhere outside the line.

Holding a cup of coffee, he opened the cordon and walked in. The intern in charge of protecting the scene stopped him immediately.

What for? the intern asked.

Do you know who I am? Mills pointed at himself with a superior attitude.

I don't know you. The intern looked him up and down, and said hesitantly.

When I was a detective on this block, you were still learning to change diapers in elementary school. Who is in charge of the scene today?

I can't let you in, this is the rule. The intern said firmly.

Mills walked around him trying to break into the apartment.

The intern quickly pulled him.

While the two were chatting, a black police officer who was obviously overweight and whose waist was twice as thick as a normal person appeared at the entrance of the apartment.

Let him in, said the black officer. I know him.

The young intern then stopped pestering Mills.

Mills pulled off his windbreaker and walked over to the black police officer.

How are you doing recently, O'Sullivan. Mills held out his hand to the black police officer.

You know you are no longer in the police force. O'Sullivan said officially, holding the folder.

I'm still a detective when I'm not in the police force. What happened here?

Why are you asking that? You work for a newspaper now?

No, I'm working for a church and my boss is God.

O'Sullivan's face couldn't have looked weirder.

I'm a private eye, Mills explained. The church hired me to investigate a guy.

who's that person?

Angela Warren, does that sound familiar? Mills pretended to drink coffee, but his blue eyes kept staring at O'Sullivan.

What do you know?

Let me tell you what you know, my employer is very private.

O'Sullivan stared at Mills, then at the civilians watching, and led him into the apartment.

At this time, the police officers were taking notes for the neighbors and wanted to ask them what they knew. They arrived near the fire escape, and there was no one there, O'Sullivan said to Mills by the window.

I know that your last case has something to do with Catholicism. I think you should stay away from those people.

You are my parents now? Do you want to interfere with my making friends?

Don't be so unkind.

Our time is precious, have you been promoted? Mills said, staring at the badge on the shoulder of the O'Sullivan system.

If you don't go to New York, you can do like me, O'Sullivan said.

I'm not here to catch up with you. Mills said impatiently.

Your temper still hasn't changed. O'Sullivan shook his head and said, Turn around.

What are you doing?

Search. O'Sullivan turned Mills around rudely, making him face the wall, and then searched from the ankle. There was something hard in Mills' coat pocket, and O'Sullivan took him Out came a box of nicotine gum.

Quit smoking. Mills pointed to the tasteless chewing gum in his mouth. You should try it too.

O'Sullivan returned the gum to Mills.

Ms. Warren divorced her ex-husband. Angela went to Detroit during the spring break. After returning, she started speaking Latin, so she believed that Angela was possessed by the devil. O'Sullivan shook his head and said, There are people Believe in this stuff.

Then what?

It took a long time for the Holy See to make an appointment with an exorcist, so she found an 'independent operator' through the Internet...

Wait, what is an independent operator?

Ghostbusters, this provider is based in Canada. You can book their exorcism online by opening their official website. They sent an investigator to assess Angela. He hypnotized her.

Then she committed suicide by jumping out of the window under his hypnosis?

No, on the contrary, the investigator was hypnotized by her, his memory went blank, and he couldn't remember the memory before she jumped out of the window.

At this moment, a police officer who was collecting evidence came down from upstairs, and O'Sullivan stopped him immediately.

There was a tape recorder in the evidence bag, and O'Sullivan took it and started playing what was inside.

I said I wouldn't hurt you. A man said Now I will untie you, please nod if you agree...

O'Sullivan fast-forwarded the tape.

Very well... a girl said, maybe the world is full of unknowns for you, you don't know what will happen tomorrow, or even what will happen in the next minute, but I can answer your questions, as long as you follow my advice do it.

I thought she could speak Latin, Mills asked.

She can speak Latin, but it's not her voice that speaks Latin, but the voice of an old man. O'Sullivan pouted and pressed the pause button, We've seen a lot of strange things in this business, but like this It’s strange that I’ve met it for the first time.”

Then O'Sullivan pressed the play button again.

Knowing the future, can I change it? the man asked.

You can't change anything, said the little girl. We are all prisoners.

Since I know that the future cannot be changed, I don't want to know. The man said.

It's not up to you. The girl said, You summoned me, and you must pay the price.

Sounds like a ghost story, Mills sneered.

Just then, a man's voice singing Latin appeared on the tape.

Not long after, the man's voice disappeared, and there were only random noises. O'Sullivan fast-forwarded the tape.

Flectere si nequeo Superos, Acheronta movebo.

The man's voice yelled, followed by the sound of a broken window and the scream of a girl, and a few seconds later, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and the sound of a car braking.

O'Sullivan pressed the stop button.

The two of them were the only ones in that room at the time, and this tape is evidence of Stephenson's innocence. Do you think the District Attorney will believe it?

What was that last sentence? Mills asked.

That's not Latin. O'Sullivan lifted his belt and said, There is a German intern in the evidence team, and she said it was German, 'If I can't shake heaven, I'll shake hell', from Flo Ed's book.

Mills' eyes widened.

Lucifer? he asked as if talking to himself.

What? O'Sullivan asked in a raised voice.

Come on, you don't know who Lucifer is?

Of course I know who Lucifer is. O'Sullivan looked around and said in the voice of only two people, I can't write what I just said in the report, others will think I'm crazy, you know me mean.

So you're going to write that Stevenson hypnotized Angela to jump off a building?

I don't know. O'Sullivan looked at the sunny street outside the window. The big guys call this city the City of Angels. I don't know if I should believe in the existence of angels and devils.

Believe it or not, it exists as it should, Mills said in an eerie tone. God made them before he made us.

You believe that set of rhetoric now?

You're right that this can't be in the report, Mills said with a laugh. That's ridiculous.