Chapter 153 The Dark Shadow in Memory
“It looks like the administrator of the evidence library is going to have his salary deducted.”
Milo stood up holding the ring.
“At least they didn’t sell these copper products for money.” Old Xion glanced at the copper ring in Milo’s hand and shrugged: “I don’t see what this thing has to do with the case. It’s a big deal.”
“Who knows”
Milo was noncommittal.
He looked around the evidence library for a week, but the strange shadow did not appear in his field of vision again.
"Listen, you are just digging out all the things I have investigated and saying it again. We can leave such things to work during the day, there is no need to do it here..." Old Xion glanced at it Watch: "It's almost four o'clock in the morning, and it's very unfriendly to old people like me."
"How about you go back and rest first."
Milo holds it The ring left the evidence vault.
Old Xion shook his head, left the evidence library, and locked the door.
The two of them wandered towards the floor where the office was located.
Milo looked at the copper ring in his hand under the faint light of the kerosene lamp along the way.
“You said that the Fenice manuscript was bought by Ethan Field from the black market. Then why didn’t you start from the black market to investigate? For example, find out who the seller of the remaining pages of the manuscript is, and say Maybe we can find out what the so-called ritual is."
The two returned to the office. Old Xion lit all the few candles and sat down in his seat. Sneered:
"Didn't Nero tell you what the black market is? If not, our dear law enforcement officer must have talked to you, right? She was born in the colonies, and she is very familiar with that kind of place."
Milo shook his head blankly:
“You mean, the black market is not in the inland?”
“How can it be established in the inland? Do you think the law enforcement officers are all eating it? Are you a jobber?" Old Xion sighed, probably feeling helpless at Milo's lack of extracurricular knowledge. He tried to save his words and said simply: "The black market is affiliated with the Solomon Gang. You know, then where can Solomon cover the sky with one hand? Colonies, those remote overseas islands were conquered by these military bandits, and are now their base camp.”
"But it's still the country's territory, right? We can't investigate?" Milo put the ring on the table and stood it up to spin.
"Did you know that Carl was not the first law enforcement officer sent by Nero to infiltrate the Solomon gang as an undercover agent?" Old Theon bit his cigarette and glanced back at Milo.
Milo spread his hands and motioned for Old Xion to continue.
"Then you definitely don't know how Solomon treats undercover agents in those overseas colonies." Old Theon raised his hand and took off half of the cigarette from his mouth, looking at the cigarette butt with a complicated expression. Faint red light:
“They will tie the traitor to a chair, put down the chair, then cut a knife around the person’s face, tear off the entire face, and then put it in front of him Hang up a mirror and let him appreciate his own appearance, then cut off his ears, fingers, and genitals, and stuff these things into his mouth until he bleeds to death or chokes to death... So most When old Xion finished speaking, the cigarette butt in his hand was completely crushed with his fingers, and he pointed. The sharp, rough skin seems to feel no pain at all.
"This is the first time I heard you tell your story." Milo muttered.
"No, this is someone else's story. I just happened to see it." Old Xion shook off the cigarette ashes on his hand and spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he was talking about an ordinary matter.
"Okay." Milo shrugged.
He must admit that he took things too naturally.
Although Nanwei City is already a relatively chaotic city, compared to the colony described by Old Xion, it can be regarded as a peaceful area with harmonious neighbors.
"I have to go to the kitchen to see if there is anything to eat. People are most likely to be hungry in the middle of the night." Old Xion touched his belly, stood up and walked out: "Do you need me to bring you something?"
"No, thank you."
Milo shook his head.
After listening to old Xion's vivid description just now, it is impossible for normal people to have an appetite. He lay on the table and looked at the copper ring in front of him.
"So why do you want to help me find this thing..."
Black Shadow.
Milo has seen it many times.
But when he was in the evidence library just now, Old Xion obviously didn't notice anything strange. He didn't react at all.
Logically speaking, this guy was more vigilant than Milo. There was a shadow sliding across the corner, and it was impossible for him not to see it.
So can it be understood that only Milo can see the shadow?
Milo rubbed his temples.
“Is what Joey said true?”
He recalled what Joey Smith, the current president of the Gus Association, said. He said that he often saw Maggie's shadow even saved his life when he was out exploring.
At first, Milo only regarded this as the ravings of a delirious demon.
But think back and think about it.
The last time Milo couldn't find the key to the drawer, a dark shadow slipped past the table leg in the office, and the key fell on the table leg.
This time, if it weren't for the black shadow, Milo wouldn't have been able to find the missing copper ring from the corner of the pile of evidence boxes.
"The shadow is helping me?"
Milo frowned. When he said this to himself, even he felt ridiculous.
Milo even began to wonder if this was another hallucination completely unrelated to reality, just like when he lost himself in the memory of the undead before.
That would be more reasonable, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why old Theon could not see those shadows.
But the red robe witch clearly said that Milo's sequelae have been eradicated and he should not have new hallucinations.
"Think again, are there any other clues..."
Milo folded his hands on his chest and leaned against the seat, lost in thought.
At this time, the cold wind outside the office window passed through the cracks, tugging at the curtains like an invisible hand.
Milo looked at this familiar picture in front of him, and suddenly recalled an experience in Robben's serial murder incident in his mind.
That time, he also stayed in a room with a similar layout to this office.
At that time, Daisy's eyes had just been gouged out by Robben under his and Rebecca's noses. The two of them sent Daisy to the hospital and then returned to the law enforcement station to gather people to track down the real culprit.
At that time, Milo suspected that the murderer was still hiding in the law enforcement center, so he waited for Rebecca to lead people out, then found an office and hid.
Through the glass of the window, Milo quietly observed everything going on in the yard in front of the law enforcement building. He firmly believed that if the murderer was still in the law enforcement office, he would definitely start to think of a solution after the large forces left. get away.
Then.
Milo saw a black figure sliding across the yard...
(End of this chapter)