Sell Evil

As night falls, the night scenes of Paris are beautiful, and the evening breeze on the banks of the Seine seems to be romantic.

But in some dark corners, sin still shrouded.

A young woman was walking on a sparsely populated side street. She faintly felt that a person behind her was following her, but instead of looking back, she subconsciously accelerated her pace and quickly turned into an alley.

But in the alley, she bumped into a drunkard head-on, and a burst of alcohol and an unpleasant odor came from her face.

"Hey, girl, where are you in a hurry?" The drunk laughed, his gaze shifted over this woman's body. This was undoubtedly a very beautiful woman. Seeing that figure might be a model, even Under the dim light, the fair and smooth skin and soft facial lines can also judge that this is definitely a beautiful woman.

She took a few steps back and turned to run, but the figure following her had been blocked in the alley; "Do you think you can escape? Little beauty." He approached step by step, and the **** revealed in his eyes became clear. There was a smirk in the corner of his mouth.

The drunk behind him now hugged her from behind and laughed wildly, the man in front of him couldn't wait to pounce on him.

The next second, two screams sounded in the alley.

Then, with two muffled sounds, in the dark alley, the two bodies fell to the ground, and blood flowed from their necks like a gush.

The two men were stunned, amazed and terrified, and did not know what kind of sight they saw before they died. A huge, irregularly shaped wound was left on each side of the necks, as if ripped apart by a large predator.

The young woman stepped out of the shadows. In the moonlight, the bumpy figure and the beautiful face were all contrasted with charm.

She shook her long brown hair behind her shoulders, trimmed her messy shirt, and wiped the blood from her mouth charmingly. The gait then left the place gracefully, re-entering into the night.

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"This is the third case since June. This kind of case happens every three to five. Sooner or later, citizens will panic." Police detective George said with a cigarette in his alley.

It was the next morning, and the two bodies had been removed. Investigation and evidence collection were still underway. White lines were drawn on the ground. The dried blood on the beach was like a red carpet on the ground.

George's partner Dick answered: "From the identity of the deceased, it is basically possible to rule out the possibility of resistance groups or political murders ... Hey! You! Retreat behind the yellow line, and here are declined to take pictures!" He said half , Shouted at a kid with a camera in the distance.

"But the question is, why did the killer target the hooligans and drunks exclusively." George shot the soot.

Dick glanced at him; "The forensics has not been completed, don't play the ashes on the scene."

"Sorry." George walked to the trash bin a few meters away and extinguished the cigarette butts.

Dick continued: "If it is a serial killing, the killer should choose a target according to a certain rule. Of course, it is not ruled out that the killer just picks the easy to kill people to kill randomly. Maybe he is like the chessboard of the year. Murderer, only pursuit of quantity. "

George said: "This murderer is amazing, don't you think? The murder scenes are almost all covered with blood, but the footprints of the murderer have not been found on the blood, and the murder weapon cannot be identified. The wound of the deceased looks like being attacked by an animal. These can't help but think of certain spiritual events. "

Dick snorted, "Do you want to say that it was a vampire who killed someone and turned into a bat and fled?"

George replied: "Of course this cannot be the case, but I think this is an important clue. As long as the murderer's tactics are unlocked, perhaps the case will have a major breakthrough."

Dick added: "I think there is another breakthrough ... the place where these homicides occurred, all appeared in poor law and order, and almost every one of these dead has a record of violent crime."

George thought for a moment: "Oh ... is that the murderer's" righteousness "in order to get rid of violence? Does he think he is a superhero in the comic?"

Dick said: "The hero in the comics will only throw the villain into jail. Even if the opponent repeatedly tries to destroy all human beings, the hero will not kill him until he has no choice but to do so. But our murderer has not left a living mouth. "

George's expression seemed unconscionable. He was only in his early twenties, and there was obviously a generation gap between Dick, a 50-year-old senior, and George. He could see many young people's ideas, and he smiled and replied: "To be honest, if I am not a policeman, if I get super powers to be a hero one day, I will not have pity on these scum. Of course, I am not talking about killing indiscriminately, but I do n’t think it is necessary to strictly observe it. ' "No killings."

Dick glanced at him and laughed, "So you are not a hero, kid. Real heroes don't necessarily need super powers. The hero's spirit is the most important thing. As long as they are shaken and compromised, it doesn't take long. , The nature of the hero's deeds may be transformed into the serial murder we see before. "He turned to go out the alley:" Did you have breakfast? "

George replied, "No."

"I know there is a good restaurant nearby." Dick waved his partner to follow up: "People long for heroes, but heroes also need our police because we know how to compromise, dirty deals, tedious procedures, and the public Lies, these are also an important part of maintaining the peace of one side, and you will understand everything in another ten years. Justice is not so simple, and the world is not black and white, but gray. "

George said: "The result of our discussion this time is to confirm the murder manual machine?"

"This is just an inference." Dick said: "The criminal investigation work still has to be done step by step, oh, by the way, after returning to the bureau, the director will definitely slap us. 'The Governor's hand now seems to hold me It ’s annoying when you think about it. In fact, the Governor does not care about a few civilians killed. All he cares about is the crime rate and his own security. "

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At ten in the morning, George and Dick returned to the police station after breakfast and were called into the office by the director.

"Now the governor's hand seems to be holding my ass! Asshole! The two of you still have the mood to have breakfast!" The director growled: "Will you have no time to investigate the case?"

"Relax, old man, the waffles and syrup in that shop are very good, and you should try them too." Dick replied easily.

"Dick! If you still want to retire alive, find out the serial killer! Otherwise, I will pull your intestines to strangle you!" The director gritted his teeth.

"Okay, we've got a clue, don't get excited." Dick looked helpless.

It's not the first time that George has seen these two old guys quarreling at the same time.

Half an hour later, when the two left the office, George lit a cigarette, and Dick grumbled, "Sure enough, someone was sent down, and it really didn't believe our police department's ability to handle things."

"Isn't it good for hl to find someone to take over, we just need to‘ fully cooperate ’and he will act, and the case will still not be resolved at that time, and someone will be responsible for it,” George said.

"Hey ... That's why you said you have no experience." Dick sighed. "Like hl sent someone to the police station to help solve the case. If the person who came really had two brushes, we would be lucky to give someone a run and run Not to mention; but oftentimes, the people they send will only be slapstick and have no patience. They are sent to give the last account. Such people often just fool for weeks to a month. Finally, I wrote a report to the above, saying that our police station is incompetent and so on.

George exhaled: "Maybe we still need to be gangsters ... Huh ..."

Dick said: "Anyway, we do our job well, and sort out the relevant materials and evidence of the serial killing case before tomorrow, lest people meet again and say that our police station is inaction."

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At the same time, Crystal County, Europe's headquarters.

Luca was about to submit a report. He walked across the corridor and was walking across the street. Luca greeted him and said, "Hey, Nes, are you going on a business trip with your luggage?"

Today's paper man, those half-faced paper bandages flowing with flames have been accustomed to those around him. UU read the book www.uukanshu.com He nodded to Luca and said, "Ah, go to Paris to investigate a serial homicide. I read the information and suspected that the case may involve people with ability, but it should not be a big deal."

After the arrest of the blood sacrifice by Modu, the tea fairy's report attributed most of the credit to the paper knight, making him directly appointed to the rank of Major Hl. The paper man himself felt that the appointment was deserved. He did not play a decisive role in the battle with the blood sacrifice. The words of Cha Xian also gave him a certain stimulus. After reexamining his behavior, paper Xia understands that being blinded by hatred and losing principles and justice does not make you stronger.

Although there was still aversion to joining hl, under the persuasion of Chaxian, he still accepted the appointment, came to Europe to serve, and rationally improved his ability to exercise under the guidance of Luca. The current paper man, one of the well-known masters of European hl, has also had several unpleasant contacts with steel commandments.

"I feel like sending agents of your level to Paris during this period should have other intentions above them," Luca said.

The two passed by, and the paper man laughed and said, "I don't think too much, we just have to complete the task with due diligence."

Luca didn't look back, saying: "Good luck, then."