The black policeman is a fat young man. Looking at his honest face, he may have a good sense of infectiousness when he smiles.

But at this time, he probably couldn't laugh at all. He ran over clumsy and tremblingly, sweating all over his head, his back, armpits and chest were wet. It was clearly a sunny day, but he seemed to be in the coldest winter, and his whole body was shaking.

Even if a person is slow, he can be seen in a strong fear at this time.

"Ronnie, what happened? Didn't you just go out with Nader on the field, a murder case?"

The white detective Nathan in a sweater first met and asked.

Everyone in the office saw something was wrong and surrounded him. The police officer called Ronnie obviously ignored the politeness at this time and looked directly at Stana. While trembling, he spoke, and handed over a photo that was tightly pulled from his hand.

"Ash~ We received a report in the morning. There was a strong smell of blood and stench in an old house at No. 18 Tulip Street. It was suspected that a murder occurred. Nader and I rushed over to check the scene, but after we entered, we saw these..."

"I think this kind of case should belong to you."

"Buzz"

Listening to his description, everyone looked at the photo that had been wrinkled by him.

Then, a "hiss~" sound came from everyone's mouths. Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and their pupils shrank violently. Even the old detective Gideon, who obviously had many experiences, had a thorough and wise eyes, couldn't help but frowned, revealing a look of horror.

Even the forensic girl Rennie showed a shocked expression after seeing it.

Obviously, they had never seen such a scene.

Tang Qi was not far away, and after taking a look, he also frowned.

In the photo, there is the interior of an old house. The person who took the photo was either an old man or was overly afraid and his hands were shaking severely, which made the picture blurry, but everyone who has seen the photo must understand the photographer's mood.

The cramped living room and narrow stairs can be seen with vaguely showing the style of decoration decades ago, and there is no problem with it. What shocked everyone was the things covered on these things.

Blood!

Whether it is the stairs, walls, floors, or even the chandeliers on the ceiling, they are almost completely covered with sticky blood. The minced meat, curly hair, broken teeth, organ fragments... or even one or two toes in the blood.

As everyone was watching this terrible scene, a cold breath, like slowly wriggling hair, entangled towards them, cold, trembling, and subconscious reaction appeared on everyone, making them desperately trying to move their eyes away.

But strangely, this actually requires strong willpower.

Just a look at the photos, that's it?

No wonder Ronnie, who returned from the scene, was so scared.

Maybe, no, this is the scene in hell, right?

Everyone fell into silence.

"Let's go, right away."

Stena's words suddenly rang out. She pulled the photo away from the black policeman, and at the same time began to pack up her equipment, put the holster with the burgundy rhino in her pocket, put on the windbreaker, and then went out.

Nathan, who was also in charge of the field, and the black detective Javier, who was slightly curly-haired, also woke up from the horror and followed in a hurry. Old man Gideon went to contact the on-site forensic team, and the forensic girl was also among them.

But before them, Donqi's figure had already been parallel to Stena.

"Tang Qi, this is the first day he took office, and this case has not been confirmed to fall into your consultation scope, which you don't use."

Tang Qi was a little surprised, and Stena actually stopped him from following him.

After looking at the terrifying look on Stena's face, Tang Qi smiled faintly. The smile full of bookish smell soon dispelled the tension in Stena's heart. He raised the frame with his fingers and said, "You don't hesitate to fake the appointment letter and invite me, just for now."

"Let's go, I'm looking forward to what kind of spoils I can get this time."

After Tang Qi finished speaking, he took the photo from Stena's hand, walked out of the police station slowly, and got into the police car.

This time, he chose the back seat.

"Interesting breath!"

Tang Qi looked at the scene in the photo in his hand and said silently.

Although his ability cannot see the truth through photos, there are indeed things that interest him in the photos.

In the center of the cramped living room, the place where the table was originally placed was empty. Although most of the blood and minced meat were covered, Tang Qi still saw some strange symbols, burnt candles, and a blood-stained dagger in the sparse gap.

These traces reveal something that happened in the living room.

Ritual, someone initiated a negative, evil ritual there.

I just don’t know whether I knew whether I did it on purpose or simply committed suicide, but I didn’t expect that I could succeed in doing it.

The crime scene, No. 18 Tulip Street, is located on the edge of the Midtown area. It is the decline behind the prosperity. The people living in these streets are of the kind of people who are much better than those of the Bronck residents, but they are unable to live a decent life, but are desperately trying to squeeze into the Midtown area.

The police car did not honk the whistle, but drove quietly for a while, and soon crossed the bustling avenue and entered Tulip Street.

There are no tulips here.

There are only old houses, curved trees with all their leaves, which look a little bleak because no one cleans them.

I don’t know if it’s the atmosphere or the psychological effect.

When Tang Qi and his group got out of the police car and walked towards the house where the cordon had been raised, the air suddenly became cold, as if there was an invisible cold wind, piercing through the flesh and blood little by little, scraping the bones of several people.

"Why did it suddenly get cold? I have a bad premonition. If I had known that I should have listened to my grandma and put on that amulet?"

Just muttering alone, Javier was laughing with big white teeth, but now he couldn't laugh, so he couldn't see big white teeth either.

Nathan next to him laughed dryly and wanted to interrupt. Who knew that the detectives who had been guarding the cordon all came up. The leader was also a fat black man, probably the detective Vader.

Obviously, I had received the call before. Seeing everyone coming, I quickly came up. Seeing his pale face full of face, I said with a sad face: "You~ You are finally here, I'll leave here, I'll leave."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to summon his subordinates to leave.

But at this moment, his face suddenly changed and he asked suddenly: "Where is James? He is not going..."

"Swish~"

Hearing his question, several subordinates looked at the blocked old house almost at the same time.
Chapter completed!