Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

Late, 9:47.

Humphrey's house, a car drove into the manor.

The patrolling bodyguards reassured Cleveland Humphrey a lot, and he was in a happier mood. After getting out of the car, he entered the door and went upstairs directly.

He didn't have time to look at it carefully before, so he had to appreciate the contents of the file again.

Of course, the bodyguard was also kicked out by him.

There are bodyguards everywhere in your own home, and there is no safer place than home.

When he got to the room, Cleveland Humphrey locked the door, threw the documents on the table, poured a glass of wine, sat on the sofa, and called Chi Feichi Yirong's drunk friend.

"Hi friend, thank you so much!"

"What?"

"Although it cost a lot of money, it's worth it to get this thing!"

"Cleveland? What's wrong with you? I don't know what you're talking about..."

"Are you still pretending that this is not the case? Okay, okay, I see, I will contact you after the matter is over!"

In the closet at the back, Anderberg, who was wearing simple black clothes and a black peaked cap, opened the door of the closet with a gap, observed the situation in the room, and quietly put on a gas mask.

Feeding medicine directly will leave traces of struggle, and fingerprints may also be left on the cheeks of the corpse.

Using a gun to force Cleveland to take medicine is prone to accidents. Once Cleveland resists, the bodyguards standing outside will rush in if there is any noise.

If you stun someone and then feed them medicine, the corpse will also leave traces.

Even if Cleveland was put to sleep with sleeping pills, the autopsy could detect residual sleeping pills.

Then the only way left is to use inhalational anesthesia to put Cleveland to sleep. As long as the amount is controlled well, the hypnotic gas will escape out of the window later, and no trace will be left...

On the sofa, Cleveland didn't notice that someone was staring at him in the closet behind him. After hanging up the phone, he took out a bag of powder from his pocket.

In the closet, Anderberg was taken aback for a moment, but didn't move any more, just stood in the closet wearing a gas mask and waited.

After more than ten minutes, Cleveland's mental state began to be in a trance.

With his right hand gripping the gun tightly, Anderberg quietly opened the closet door and walked out. He walked up to Cleveland, but the other party did not respond as a normal person should.

"You? Why are you here?" Cleveland didn't know who Underburg was, and patted his side, "Sit."

"I brought you something," Anderberg handed the document in his arms to Cleveland with his gloved right hand, "Take a look."

"What?" Cleveland took the file and flipped through it casually.

Anderberg was a little speechless, quietly picked up the documents on the table, and put them away.

Originally, he brought the document to replace the original document with Cleveland's fingerprints on it after Cleveland's death.

I didn't expect this guy to cooperate so well...

"What mess?" Cleveland threw the document on the table.

Underburger took out a small box, opened it, took out the APTX-4869 inside, and put it in Cleveland's hand, "Then try this, it's a good thing."

"Really?" Cleveland happily took the medicine and swallowed it directly.

In less than a minute, Cleveland Humphrey lay on the thick carpet, barely making a sound.

Underburger squatted down, breathed out Cleveland's breath, and took out his cell phone to make a call.

"Luck, the mission has been successfully completed."

"People died?"

"I'm not breathing anymore."

"After cleaning up the traces, confirm whether you are dead, and then evacuate. The car is at the intersection and the key is in the car. If there is an accident, try to lead people to the street. I will assist you to evacuate."

"Ok."

Underburger checked the closet he had stayed in, cleaned up the strange traces, checked Cleveland's breath, went to the window, sprayed some mist on his body with a small spray bottle, took out his mobile phone to watch Checking the time, while calculating and verifying the situation through the voice from outside, he waited patiently.

Patrol officers with dogs pass by...

Another patrol passed by...

20 seconds!

The black shadow jumped out of the window, jumped to the first floor in twos and threes, and ran to a shadow without stopping.

A group of bodyguards with a dog passed by. The dog in front lowered its head and sniffed, and noticed an unusual smell, but the smell made it not cold at all, like some kind of weak creature.

Soon, the dog passed by unresponsively.

The black shadow rushed out quickly, climbed over the fence with the least noise, jumped off the fence, ran to the intersection, got into the car, and left in one go.

On a nearby building, Takatori Yano, who had thrown off his stalkers, was standing on the edge of the roof, observing the street with binoculars.

On the side, Chi Feichi put down the sniper rifle and did not rush to leave. He took out a match from his pocket and lit a cigarette, put the extinguished matchstick back into the matchbox, took out his mobile phone and sent an email, "Can you do it?"

The location of Humphrey's house was very particular, and there was no suitable sniper location nearby. This was a high place suitable for observing the nearby streets, but it could not see the courtyard and front windows, facing an oblique corner of the house.

That's why he asked Anderberg to try his best to lure people into the street if there was an accident. He would snipe from a long distance and cooperate with Anderberg to evacuate.

He didn't know how Anderberger acted inside, but with the speed at which he jumped off the wall and ran into the car just now, he could win a championship in the international sprint competition.

And the speed of driving away is also very slippery.

Takatori Yannan recalled the performance of the black shadow he saw, nodded emphatically, "No problem!"

"Let's go." Chi Feichi finished sending the email on his mobile phone, squatted down, and put away the sniper rifle, "Follow me later."

Next, there will be several waves of people going to confirm whether Cleveland Humphrey is dead.

At the same time, someone will confirm the police's investigation, verify whether there is any fault in Anderberg's actions, and whether the police judged a normal death, suicide or homicide.

Whether they have follow-up actions or not will also be decided based on these.

...

That night, Chi Fei stayed in the room, typing on the computer.

Another person was added to the list of APTX-4869, he brought the medicine, and he had to leave a code to sign.

As for the 'Status' column, it is still to be confirmed.

When a core member confirms Cleveland's death, the status will be changed to death, and then signed.

If no one has seen the corpse, then, after a few days, the state will become unknown until a core member can confirm the death and sign the death state.

Chi Feichi didn't look any further. After confirming that Cleveland Humphrey's name was added, he withdrew from the list, sent Feimo an email, and posted on some local forums in Boston.

Find posts, find posts about vampires.

There have been a lot of vampire rumors recently, but he was looking for some old legends in this city.

While Chi Feichi was flipping through the forum, Feimo flew into the room from the window, "Phew...the snow has started to melt, it's still so cold, master, what do you want from me?"

"Come and see this..."

Chi Feichi moved the computer a little to the left so that Feimo could see the photos and introductions on the screen.

It is the priest who baptized Hiroki Sawada, Joshua.

In some recent forums with theories about ghosts, apart from the Halloween vampire incident, priests have been the subject of much fuss.

Some say that there really were vampires, messengers of the devil, who came to corrupt their priests.

Yes, most of the posters called Joshua "our priest", which shows how much Joshua was revered by Christians before.

Judging from the news disclosed by some posters, Joshua was baptized as a Christian since he was a child, and he became a godfather after graduating from a philosophy major in a certain university. It has been more than 30 years.

Joshua, who has just turned 60 today, is a fanatical Christian who believes in the existence of Allah, adheres to the creeds that believers should abide by, has performed baptisms for countless people, and is also the listener and comforter of many Christians when they confess.

After he left the church and disappeared, many people missed his kindness, although these people were also angry before, thinking that Joshua's high fever was because he was not devout enough, because he violated the will of the Lord...

Turning forward, in the posts two days ago, someone was showing off that he went to the hospital to scold Joshua and threw away the books on Joshua's desk.

Feimo squatted in front of the computer and watched.

Feichi also leaned over with great interest. Looking at what happened to Joshua in the past few days, he couldn't help saying, "Master, human beings are really strange. They were the ones who blamed and expelled Joshua a few days ago. Now They are also the ones who miss Joshua..."

"Human beings are inherently complicated." Feimo tilted his head and looked at the screen. "The master means that this person can be used? Let him be the legal owner of our stronghold house?"

"He has been inseparable from faith in his whole life. For such a person, you just need to pretend to be a ghost in the past, and you can gain loyalty beyond your imagination." Chi Feichi said, "Of course, he can't stay here anymore. He went to other places to do other things, to stand in place of you and me, to buy some real estate, to prepare for your stronghold in advance, and you can find him again if you need it."

Before he saw Joshua's experience, he never imagined that such a person really existed in the world.

The military officer behind Ichiro Saruto is already persistent enough. He keeps worshiping every week, but he is not very particular about his behavior. Joshua is under the supervision of the people, and no one has revealed it even to the point where he is spurned by the original believers. did something wrong.

The only fault was that he had a high fever for no apparent reason.

Listening to faith, talking about faith, and abiding by the rules of faith every day, even if I originally had other thoughts in my heart, after more than 30 years, I will get used to faith and become a fanatical actor of faith.

"Where should we go to find him?" Feimo felt a little regretful, "I already knew that I let the crow stare at him, but unfortunately I didn't pay attention to such a person before, and now he has hidden, and no one else can find him." he……"

Chi Feichi called up another webpage, "Here."

On the webpage is a forum post from six years ago, with some specially taken eerie photos and text descriptions.

This is an old house without any old vampire legends, but there was a murder case there once, and the owner went crazy and killed two people with the 'piercing' method.

The prototype of the vampire Count Dracula is Vlad III, the medieval Grand Duke of Wallachia.

Vlad III once put more than 20,000 Turkish soldiers on the spears, and then inserted the spears into the ground, letting the corpses on the spears bleed and rot slowly. During the evolution, it also became a way of killing the vampire Count Dracula.

The reason why the owner of that old house killed people like this was that he was an extremist who worshiped vampires.

"Before and after Joshua's accident, rumors of vampires were in full swing. After his original belief collapsed, he probably believed in the rumors of vampires and went there," Chi Feichi called up other web pages, all of which were different forum posts, " Although the church sent many people to look for him, and also focused on places with vampire legends, and this place is no exception, he is still most likely hiding here..."