The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 163 Fear Ink
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He Nan looked at the guy who was approaching his companion on the ground while shooting in this direction, and also took out his own pistol.

However, just as he was about to get out of the cover and raise his gun to attack, he suddenly felt dizzy, and a huge sense of fear flooded into his mind along with the distorted ghost images, almost making him faint directly.

He seemed to feel a large number of evil spirits flickering and twitching approaching...

what is that? !

He Nan immediately looked away from the enemy, gasped violently, his face was pale, and he almost couldn't stand still.

However, it was impossible to just do nothing like this—hence, He Nan only poked the barrel of the gun out of the bunker and started shooting blindly, hoping to hit the enemy.

He hit it successfully.

I could hear an unbearably painful roar from the enemy, and I don't know where the body was shot.

Unfortunately, the other party successfully evacuated, got into the car and left quickly.

Oh shit!

He Nan looked at the passing vehicle, feeling annoyed.

What the hell did I see just now?
As the enemy left, he gradually recalled everything he saw.

...that must be an illusion.

He Nan endured the fear again and looked at the enemy's position just now.

...there is nothing left.

What the hell is that...

That figure...

That person's body seems to be... Rorschach's ink?
He Nan recalled that scene and felt severe headaches.

That's right... I must have seen Rorschach blots...

That guy... the one who got out of the car to save the killer, didn't have those patterns on his body at first... I only found them when I probed from the cover.

...Did he suddenly have those patterns wrapped around his body?
These phantoms suddenly flickered all over his body...

He Nan's face was pale and he was sweating profusely.

Just for a moment, he saw a phantom that terrified him.

Now, he had to take his time to figure out what happened.

Is the killer committed by a gang...

And... it has something to do with the White Swan Orphanage.Because he's probably using Alan Bellamy's powers.

But that man was definitely not Ellen Bellamy.

Because... Alan Bellamy is a patient with cerebral palsy, so he can't rescue his teammates as efficiently as he did just now.

And the height wasn't right either... Ellen Bellamy was just a kid.

……I see.

They have the technology to replicate his ability to create fear with Rorschach blots in humans...by certain means.

This file is something we have not been able to find.

……

Why did the White Swan Orphanage get involved?
What grudge does the pastor have against them?
This is too strange...

……and many more!
He Nan suddenly thought of a possibility, frowned, and was immediately startled.

Is the pastor also helping them collect orphans?

Is he also helping to send the children picked up in the chapel to the White Swan Orphanage to gain some kind of benefits...?
He Nan's heart beat wildly.He stepped on the skateboard in a hurry, but couldn't skate fast because of fear, so he had to approach his car gradually.

So why did they decide to kill the priest today?

What's the meaning……?
...Sure enough, it still has something to do with this case!

What are they going to check...

……

The more He Nan thought about it, the more anxious he became.

Finally, as he approached his car, a possibility popped into his head, sending chills down his spine.

wait……

... Is it possible that this is the case?
The White Swan gang decided to silence the pastor because I came to investigate this case?

Then, they were afraid that I would find out information related to them during the investigation!

And... All of this, the Marvell family may not be able to get rid of it.

The priest was probably keeping some very special secret from them.

And the reason why the Marvel family ran away was probably to hide from them...?
Why do they know I'm here to investigate this case?
There are two explanations that He Nan can imagine.

... First, the door of my house was under surveillance.

It's probably because the White Swan - or the Chess Masters, Rostar Active and Syndicate Industries behind it, sensed that I was investigating them.

Or maybe it's because I'm on TV.

Even the searchlights may be their allies.

The second... is Rick.

He may have been under surveillance and the kid was caught at my place last night.

That would also explain why his dad found him out.

Marvell's family fled in an emergency. Is it possible that they have already left New York?

Or, they have...

He Nan immediately started the car and rushed to Marvell's house after getting in the car, while making a phone call.

...Call Isaac Marvell.

However, the phone didn't work.

But this time the prompt was different.

This time the prompt is that the user has shut down.

He turned it off...?
Don't you want to contact anyone... Indeed, it's the safest way to avoid being tracked by signals.

monster……

He Nan suddenly thought of this word in his heart.

... The monster, is it related to the White Swans?
No, have to hurry to Marvell's.

They might destroy there too!
He Nan drove towards the house as fast as he could.

Anyway, when he got there, he was still intact.

Great, they haven't come over yet!
Maybe, these people didn't intend to destroy it...

...Of course, it might just be because one of them fell into a coma and the other was shot and wounded by me, which temporarily delayed the action.

I have to figure out a way to get in!

He Nan tried to pick the lock, but found that the internal structure of the lock on the main door was very complicated and could not be opened at all.

Gee.

How to do?
He Nan looked around and felt that the lock in the backyard probably had the same explanation, so he turned his gaze to Rick's room on the second floor.

Ah... yes!
Go in from there.

Hope his windows are unlocked.

Otherwise I might have to brute force the lock too - that is, break it open.

He Nan immediately climbed up the water pipe.

He leaned in front of Rick's window sill, pulled himself up cautiously, stood gently on the window sill, and stretched his hand towards the window.

Fortunately...it can indeed be opened.

He Nan tried his best to pull the window open successfully.

So, he turned over and went inside, looked at the surrounding furnishings, and frowned.

……Um?

What is this?
He Nan immediately noticed that Rick's door was very strong.

It was a blast door.

Thick metal, complex multiple insurance locks...

In order to prevent children from running out casually?

He Nan secretly initiated an underestimation in his heart.

Then this is probably too much force...

As for being so defensive?
Like keeping a wild animal out of its cage...

His father still didn't notice that there is a need to guard against the window...

...Maybe you don't think that's necessary?

Thinking this way, He Nan approached the door to watch.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he peeked at the new scene behind the shelf, and realized something was wrong.

……Um?

No, why does this bedroom have two doors?

(End of this chapter)