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Seni panicked slightly. Seeing the man trying to get up, she decided to go all in and grabbed the blood-stained ashtray, striking him again. The man collapsed onto the bed, unable to struggle, and could only groan.

As if she had found her rhythm, Seni slammed the bed a dozen more times, splattering blood all over the bed.

Saini dropped the ashtray and sat down, panting heavily.

She calmed down after a while, smoking a slender women's cigarette while thinking about what to do next.

She didn't feel any regret or lingering fear; to be honest, she wasn't afraid at all.

What year doesn't something happen at this old motel? And yet, nobody seems to be able to solve the cases.

I can just run away under the cover of night and start a new life in a different city.

On the contrary, when she killed that man just now, she felt an indescribable pleasure from the rapid release of adrenaline and dopamine.

It was a pleasure that even men and women couldn't compare to. She was a little addicted!

Seni carefully disposed of all her belongings and traces, and slipped away under the cover of night with the murder weapon, the ashtray, and the man's ID and wallet.

Sure enough, no police came to question her afterward, and it became another unsolved case.

In the four years that followed, Saini killed seven or eight more people, all of whom were clients of her prostitutes.

She was already very skilled at killing, and knew under what circumstances killing someone wouldn't cause trouble.

Just a few days ago, she even took care of a customer in a back alley.

Men, at times, tend to be particularly lax. A fruit knife slashing their neck is enough.

Watching the man clutching his neck and lying on the ground, blood gushing out, Seni licked her lips, lit a cigarette, and savored this rare moment of pleasure in taking another's life.

Normally, after killing someone, Seni should have left the city, and her "homicidal urges" would not recur for a long time.

However, because of a small matter, Saini decided to stay a few more days.

Anyway, the crime scene was in a chaotic area close to the slums, so it wouldn't be easy to find.

It's even possible that the local gangs will handle the aftermath, since nobody wants the police to get involved, right?

Then she received a call from a caller.

Seni was tempted. Since she was leaving anyway, why not do one more deal before she left?

Of course, it depends on the specific circumstances.

She arrived at the address given over the phone, rang the doorbell, and a handsome blond young man opened the door, looking rather shy. Just her type.

The fire in Seni's heart burned so brightly that it was impossible to suppress.

She was having fun with the young man, and then on the big bed, she covered his eyes with her underwear and rode on his back. Meanwhile, her hand secretly reached into her bag and pulled out a fruit knife.

I hadn't even had a chance to deal with it myself, and I never expected to need it again. How lucky I am!

Saini placed the fruit knife against the young man's neck, screaming loudly as she slashed it viciously!

Blood spurted out, splattering on her face and body, and she screamed!

While admiring her masterpiece by the bedside and smoking a cigarette, Seni planned to go to the bathroom to wash off the bloodstains and then leave the city.

As soon as she entered the bathroom, she saw three corpses hanging upside down on the bathroom wall, arranged in an inverted cross!

She screamed, but immediately realized something was wrong. Just as she was about to run, she turned around and saw the blond young man who should have had his throat slit leaning against the door frame, smiling at her.

There was a nearly ten-centimeter-long wound on his neck dripping blood, and his mouth was split from his left ear to his right ear, revealing a mouthful of sharp beast teeth.

Lust is a dangerous thing!

Uncontrollable desires will eventually drag a person into hell.

……

Zhao Hao rode his newly bought motorcycle to the address Colt had given him.

The area was already surrounded by a large crowd of onlookers, including some middle-aged, fair-skinned men and women who were pointing and whispering amongst themselves.

Zhao Hao stood to the side and listened for more than a minute, gathering a general understanding of the situation.

The milk deliveryman discovered the door was open and there was a strong smell of blood coming out. He went inside and immediately vomited, then called the police.

When the police arrived, they were shocked to discover what a heinous murder case it was.

As a result, the Bureau of Mysteries arrived shortly after. After all, it happened in a free city, so the Bureau of Mysteries was keeping a close eye on it.

Especially after 79, all sorts of extraordinary events, big and small, occurred frequently. The Bureau of Mysteries even had to ask organizations like the Red Gate and the Night Watch for help.

Zhao Hao is now considered a familiar face in the bureau; all the black-clad agents know him and can get in simply by showing their faces.

Colt was on the second floor, covering his nose with a handkerchief and observing the scene. When he saw Zhao Hao enter, he stepped back and explained a few words to Zhao Hao.

"A total of four people died, two men and two women. But they weren't a group..."

"There were two men and one woman earlier. Judging from their tattoos, they were probably members of a local Satanic group called Kurta. Actually, the Kurta organization is just a bunch of nonsense, a group of rebellious, unlucky kids who got together and did all sorts of weird things. They probably thought it was cool to believe in the devil, so they did all sorts of tattoos, rituals, and spells..."

"Now, for some reason, it seems they've offended something. They've been nailed to the wall in an inverted cross shape. As for that woman later, she fared even worse..."

"We found out she was a prostitute, and likely not a clean one at that, with multiple identities and moving around to different cities. Our colleagues at the station even did some divination, saying she'd killed quite a few people. Turns out, this time she'd run into a tough nut to crack..."

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Chapter 175 Hair Growth Comb

Zhao Hao used his demon-hunting senses and the Eye of Fate to examine it. Based on the characteristics in the information, it should be a demon from hell.

A low-ranking demon from hell came to the surface world for some reason.

Although Colt was prepared, upon hearing the exact word "be careful," he still sighed deeply and grabbed a handful of his hair.

He seemed to remember something, quickly loosened his hair, took out a wooden comb from his pocket, and carefully combed his remaining hair.

Zhao Hao sensed a trace of spiritual energy circulating in the wooden comb.

Colt explained in a low voice, "I bought this at a high price from a witch doctor from a South American tribe. It can promote hair growth!"

Zhao Hao asked, "How long have you been using it?"

"Not in two days. Don't tell anyone."

Cases like these, with no beginning or end, can only be archived.

To be honest, encountering that devil again would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

The Satanic cult has been very active lately; could they be up to something?

Hopefully, this is just a coincidence, a demon that accidentally escaped to the surface world, and nothing too serious. But if the demon kings of hell are planning something, then that would be a huge problem.

After sealing the file, Colt took out his internal communication phone and called the director of the Bureau of Mysteries.

This bureau chief is elusive, often appearing not in the US but in places like Europe.

"Chief, I'm very worried that this isn't an isolated incident..."

But the bureau chief reassured him not to worry, saying that the world is so big that even a small thing will pass.

Colt hung up the phone, feeling quite helpless. In fact, he knew some things, after all, with his clearance, he could already view most of the Bureau of Mysteries' secrets.

In the early 1940s, America conducted an experiment. An experiment about space and naval stealth.

After all, the higher-ups in America knew about the existence of the Otherworld. How much they would covet an undeveloped, ownerless world (this is not important; if there is an owner, they will destroy it).

However, the inner world is definitely only accessible to a small number of extraordinary individuals and a very small number of ordinary people.

Even for President Ame, going to the Otherworld would be extremely difficult. During periods of psychic dormancy, it would be impossible.

Therefore, some scientists conducted experiments on how to open the door to the inner world.

This experiment was codenamed "Project Rainbow".

The experiment was successful... but not entirely.

The USS Aldridge, used as a test subject, was fitted with tons of electronic experimental equipment.

Two large magnetic field generators, each with a power of 75 kilowatts, generate magnetic forces that are distributed through four sets of huge coils mounted on the deck.

此外，舰上还有3只射频传送器(每只为2兆瓦的等幅波雷达)、3000只6L6型功率放大电子管(用来驱动2台磁力发生器的场线圈)、特制的同步和调制电路以及一大批特制的电子设备。

Experts at the time believed that with proper control and adjustment, the light and radio waves around the ship could be bent to achieve a stealth effect.

However, Dr. Gisop, who led the experiment, believes that strong magnetic clouds can rearrange the molecular structure of humans and matter, allowing them to enter another spacetime.

Dr. Gisop's hypothesis proved to be correct, at least partially correct.

Within minutes of the experiment starting, the warship and its 80 crew members disappeared!

The experimental process and results were completely inconsistent with the design. Instead of allowing the experiment to complete, the scientists immediately chose to cut off the power.

Finally, the US Navy located the somewhat damaged USS Aldridge more than 400 kilometers away at sea.

Most of the navy personnel survived, but they all suffered from amnesia and had no recollection of what had happened. They also all developed mental illnesses, and some of them even experienced physical lesions.

The experiment is said to have been stopped, but according to some information obtained by Colt, the Rainbow Project has probably been moved to an island and has been conducted intermittently over the years.

However, the research is not about opening the barrier to the inner world, but about finding a way to access another world.

Colt was deeply worried that recklessly using powers he couldn't understand would inevitably lead to disastrous consequences!

It's hard to say whether the demons entered the surface world through some "cracks" because of human activities. If they did open up some incredible world, who knows what might happen!

Colt's worries were not unfounded; the consequences soon followed!

The "hair growth comb" he bought is defective!

So much so that even during such a busy time, he had to take two weeks off to recuperate.

Zhao Hao went to see him, and wow, that hair-growth comb really works!

Colt's hairline is now merging with his eyebrows!

Its body hair grew rapidly, just like the hairy wild man of the Himalayas!

It's best to avoid things of unknown origin or that you can't understand in the future!

……

Zhao Hao is on vacation, a holiday of more than half a month, which is very comfortable.

Zhao Hao rode his beloved little motorcycle and took Elena to the manor in Ailan's hometown for a few days.