Chapter 10 The Black Death is Coming

Author: Fang Yi who escaped

Chapter 10 The Black Death is Coming

"Fake!"

Jeff's tone of voice changed, and he pointed in horror at the "human skin" that was slowly moving in the bathtub.

"George! Look at that damn thing!"

Hearing his partner's voice, George looked into the bathtub.

The human skin suddenly twisted and moved, as if being pushed by a force, sliding towards the bottom of the bathtub.

George was also shocked by this strange scene!

But he still maintained his calm attitude and pressed his pistol against the sliding human skin tissue.

The next second, a small spider emerged from the mouth of the human skin tissue.

Obviously, the spider was responsible for the human skin being able to move before.

"Zante!"

Seeing that it was a false alarm, Jeff couldn't help but curse.

Putting away the pistol, Jeff said to George: "I'll go check out the other rooms. Damn it, this damn spider!"

After Jeff left, George began to check the bathroom to see if there were any other clues.

After checking the lockers and washbasin, I bent down to check the bathtub. Finally, I found a somewhat familiar badge under the bathtub stopper.

Light red coat of arms consisting of elements such as sun, book and cross.

George frowned and looked at the badge. He remembered that he seemed to have seen it on his daughter Gwen.

This should be the school badge of Zhongcheng High School.

A few days ago, Gwen told herself that she had lost her school badge.

Is it a badge left behind by the murderer, or is it simply an item belonging to the deceased?

George fell into thought.

A few minutes later, Jeff walked into the bathroom, holding a framed photo of a man and a woman together.

"Information came from the police station that the homeowners are a couple, the man's name is Dan and the woman's name is Muriel."

He pointed to the human skin tissue in the bathroom and said to George: "The person lying in the bathroom must be the hostess Muriel."

George glanced at the school badge in his hand and asked his partner: "Do they have children? High school students, or colleges?"

"Probably not, why do you ask?"

"fine."

George shook his head, exhaled, and walked out of the disgusting smelling bathroom.

What does it mean if a spider comes out of human skin?

Is the school badge of Zhongcheng High School in my hand really left by the murderer?

If the badge was left by the murderer, does it mean that the murderer is from Midtown High School?

He frowned and fell into deep thought.

The rain outside the window is getting closer and closer.

After a while, he raised his eyes and looked out the window.

Two blocks away from George's sight, Peter, a member of Midtown High School, stepped on the wet ground and stared at the slum in front of him.

Hell's Kitchen.

This is a notorious slum in the United States, filled with countless criminals and gangsters, and a hotbed of countless crimes.

In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, Peter set his goal tonight here.

Stepping through the rain, he came outside a laundry and raised his head to look at the sky where the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

The gray sky showed no light.

The garbage dump on the roadside was full of garbage, as if it hadn't been cleaned for a few days, and there was a sour smell that seemed to be there but not there.

Peter raised his head, and the black mask on his face faded, revealing his true face.

He stuck out his tongue to taste the rainwater.

Acid rain!

Familiar taste.

It smells the same as the black rain I was caught in Manhattan.

Shaking his head, Peter entered the laundry.

Ten minutes later.

Peter walked out of the store with a brown bag in his hand.

He glanced back and saw that the laundry door was open and it was a mess inside.

A dozen men, who appeared to be laundromat employees, lay unconscious on the ground motionless.

However, although the other party was wearing a laundry uniform, he was not a real laundry employee.

But they are gang members under the guise of "laundry".

It has been a long tradition in the United States for gangsters to open laundromats for money laundering.

It can be traced back to laundries opened by Mafia members in Chicago in the 1920s.

When settling their income every night, these mafia members will include their illegal income from gambling, smuggling, etc., and then declare it to the tax department, so that the illegal income becomes legal.

This is also the earliest origin of the term "money laundering".

As someone who had lived in the "Prototype" world for more than ten years in his previous life, Peter was naturally very familiar with this kind of gangster activity.

After walking around Hell's Kitchen, where gangs are rampant, I was sure that the laundromat in front of me was a gang money laundering agency with the "Laundry" sign.

So he entered the laundry unceremoniously, asked these people to hand over the US dollars in the store to him, and let these gang members know the consequences of failure to cooperate.

"Bang!"

Behind him, the door was suddenly pushed open.

A strong man with blood on his face stumbled out and pointed the pistol in his hand at Peter.

Due to excessive nervousness, his hand holding the gun was still shaking.

Peter's violent behavior just now left a deep shadow on him.

The body is as unpredictable as lightning, and every time a member takes a shot, one of the members will fall down wailing.

The pistol was shot away by the black substance emitted from his hand before he pulled the trigger.

His whole body exudes murderous intent, and his weird mask makes people feel fear at a glance.

The pistol that used to give him a sense of security now left him completely unsafe.

The reason why he dared to muster up the courage to run out and point his pistol at the devil in front of him was because he knew how powerful his boss was.

After reporting to his boss, the boss ordered him to hold the other party until the mutants he sent came over, so he didn't dare not come out.

"Don't move!"

The strong man said with a slight tremor in his voice to Peter, who had his back turned to him.

"If I were you, I would lie on the ground and pretend to be dead."

The black wriggling tentacles covered Peter's face again, forming a "spider mask".

He turned around, and a hoarse voice came from under the black spider mask.

"Put the money down, you don't know whose things you have touched."

The gang member swallowed and said to Peter.

"Oh? I had no intention of knowing, but now I'm a little interested."

Peter put the bag in his hand on the ground and said calmly: "Tell me, whose territory is this?!"

"Kingpin!"

The gang member said the name that terrified him.

"Kingpin...?"

Hearing the name, Peter repeated it in his mouth.

Of course he had heard of the name of this New York underground emperor.

The strong gangster thought that this guy wearing a strange mask was afraid of the name and was about to say something to take advantage of the victory.
To be continued...