American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!

"Officer Ryan."

Peter lifted the cordon and walked into the living room of his cousin Louis' house.

There were many neighbors watching the excitement gathered outside the room, and several police cars were parked outside.

Peter walked in and asked Officer Lane, "What happened?"

"We received reports from Louis' neighbors that they heard screams going on here."

Officer Lane pointed to a pool of blood in the living room and said: "When we arrived, Louise and her wife were gone. There were only blood stains left on the scene and signs of a fight."

Peter frowned and looked at everything around him, "In other words, Mr. and Mrs. Louis may have encountered something unexpected."

"It's very possible. We have to check the blood stains at the scene."

He patted Peter on the shoulder, "But it's also possible that the two of them were kidnapped. Things haven't reached the worst yet. We will find them as soon as possible, whether they are dead or alive."

Peter nodded, lost in thought.

Clark said he saw little Terry at Lewis' house.

I also went to the burial site and confirmed that there were signs of breakage in the soil.

In other words, little Terry, who was buried in the charnel ground by Vanessa, returned home just like the resurrected Old White's son in "The Monkey's Paw".

Little Terry, who had turned into a zombie, killed Louis and his wife?

He had seen the ferocity of Bill's hounds after they turned into zombies.

But if little Terry did it, where was the body?

Even if he tore his parents' bodies into pieces, there should be traces left at the scene. It couldn't be nothing.

Staring at the dark sky outside, Peter always felt a spreading evil aura covering this place.

After saying a few words to Ryan, he turned around and left.

Not long after Peter left, a figure stood in the distance, staring at the Lewis mansion.

Father Norma, who was also the host of Louis' son's funeral, had been observing everything in the crowd.

After the police left, he turned around and left.

The thin priest who was driving the car coughed and slowed down the car.

After the cough subsided, he stopped the car and took out the medicine on the side of the road.

Suffering from lung cancer, his life has come to an end and he can only rely on these expensive drugs to survive.

"It's almost successful."

After he calmed down, he whispered to himself and started the car.

The car stopped in front of an old blue house.

The shutters were in dilapidated condition, the walls were covered with vines that were twenty or thirty years old, and the densely packed little feet almost trampled the walls to pieces.

A gust of cold wind blew by, rolling up the fallen leaves under the porch, and the entangled wind chimes made a messy tinkling sound. Two gray cats were alarmed by the sound of the bells, jumped down from the steps and fled to the back of the house.

Father Norma opened the door, threw the car keys on the table, and entered his study.

Locking the study door, he pushed open the bookshelf.

Behind the bookshelf appears a basement entrance.

Father Norma stepped on the stairs and walked down slowly.

The basement was dark and filled with a rotten smell, and there was an altar in the middle.

There is a thick black human skin book placed in the middle of the altar.

In order to treat his terminal illness, he had given up his belief in God and began to believe in evil forces.

The dark magic book in front of him was his life-saving straw.

Black magic books contain black magic to control undead creatures, which is why he can control walking corpses.

Yes, he can control the walking dead.

After accidentally discovering that the swamp outside the town could "resurrect" corpses into walking corpses, he revealed the secret.

Sure enough, there were people who believed in resurrection from the dead and buried their bodies there.

The result is that the corpse becomes a walking corpse and is controlled by him.

"These are not enough, I have to convert more."

He stared at the black magic book and his expression became ferocious.

The more dark creatures he controls, the stronger his power becomes, and he can cure his terminal illness.

"More people need to die!"

He looked at the calendar on the wall with a gloomy look.

A date on the calendar is marked with a big cross with a red pen.

"Are you okay? Peter."

Kent Farm, Jonathan asked Peter concernedly.

"I'm fine, it's just that a lot of things have happened recently."

In the living room, Peter stood in front of the window, looking at the cattle grazing leisurely on the farm.

After returning to Kent Farm from Lewis's house, his expression became a little solemn.

"I heard about what happened to the Lewis family. Tragedy always befalls them."

Jonathan thought Peter was grieving for his cousin Louis.

In fact, he didn't have any deep feelings for his cousin's family.

But who did it?

That suspicious priest?

He had already used his super speed to search the middle-aged priest's residence and found nothing suspicious.

Should the other party be arrested and interrogated?

After the interrogation, in order to avoid exposing your own abilities, kill the other party?

"Jonathan, do you know Father Norma from the church?"

Peter stopped thinking and asked Jonathan about Father Norma.

"I don't know much about him, but I heard that he has a good reputation."

Jonathan thought for a while and said: "He is the host of the harvest festival over the years. By the way, the harvest festival will be held recently. If you want to get to know him, you can communicate with him more at the festival."

The "Harvest Festival" that Jonathan mentioned is an annual festival in the town of Smallwell.

The origin of this festival can be traced back to the 17th century, when the Puritans who settled in the town of Smallwell organized celebrations to thank God for the good harvest they brought them.

During the festival, people will wear traditional costumes and hold various celebrations, such as "grabbing bread" or "apple stands".

"Harvest Festival?"

Hearing Jonathan say that the Harvest Festival is coming soon, Peter subconsciously looked at the watch on his wrist, but forgot that the watch he was wearing was not an ordinary watch.

"Yes, Clark and A Zu should be looking forward to this festival."

"Very much."

After Peter drove back home, he asked the two boys about their views on the Harvest Festival.

The two expressed their expectations for the Harvest Festival in unison.

"Dad, what does the bread grabbing activity mean?"

A Zu asked curiously, "Does it mean that many people are fighting for a piece of bread?"

"Yes, the young people will throw the bread into the air, and then others will try their best to grab it."

Clark blinked his eyes curiously, "What about the apple stand?"

Peter rubbed his hair, "The 'apple stand' activity is that people take out their apples to sell, and these apples are usually made into applesauce or apple pie. Are you interested?"

"Yes, Godfather."

Clark was obviously interested in the apple stand activity, and he was already thinking about how to let the Godfather teach him how to make apple pie.