American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"No one alive?"

There were police cars parked one after another in front of a single-family apartment building.

Under the illumination of red and blue lights, an isolation zone has been pulled up here.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening.

There are still residents gathering together, pointing at single-family apartments outside the isolation zone.

"Yes, sir." A police officer took out a detailed document board and handed it over.

Jeffrey looked at the apartment in front of him, took it, and sent a look to Baker next to him.

Baker understood instantly and naturally led the team inside.

Seeing this, Jeffrey began to look at the document board in his hand.

At this glance, it was another extremely strange case, which made him feel a little uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it.

Finally, Jeffrey glanced around the situation outside, glanced at the residents gathered together, and walked into the apartment.

At the door, he met the first deceased.

He was covered in blood, and there were bright red blood stains all over the floor.

Next to the body was a bloody fruit knife.

Glancing at the technician who was taking pictures, Jeffrey picked up the document board again to confirm.

The dead man lying on the doorway was named Joe Brullo.

The head of the Brullo family.

The cause of death was the last one stabbed in the heart among several stab wounds on his body.

Jeffrey put away the document board, took one last look at the blood hole in the heart of the body, and motioned to the police officers and technicians next to him.

While they gave way, he avoided the corpse and continued walking along the bloody path.

It looked like Joe Brulo struggled for a while before he died.

Jeffrey finally stopped in front of the body at the bottom of the stairs, an old woman.

Joe Brullo's wife also died from stab wounds.

Combined with the blood stains scattered around, there seemed to be signs of a struggle.

Putting away the document board, Jeffrey looked at the blood stains on the stairs, looking all the way up, then stepped over the old woman's body and stepped up the steps.

The last blood-stained protagonist comes into view, a middle-aged man lying on the stairs with a bloody hole on his forehead.

Jeffrey continued to pick up the document board and turned to the next page to continue the comparison.

Joe Brullo's son, the cause of death was a bloody hole in his forehead, and the murder weapon was a Mossberg MC2c...

Jeffrey, expressionless, followed the number plate to the Mossberg compact pistol in the aisle next to him.

The important thing is that judging from the ballistic traces, this middle-aged man committed suicide.

After taking a look at the blood stains and holes on the door behind the body, Jeffrey continued to put away the document board and walked towards the next number plate.

What displeased him most was not that there was anything, but that there was a strange feeling everywhere in this massacre.

According to the judgment of the technicians, they easily came to a conclusion.

Joe Brullo once fought with his wife, the old woman at the bottom of the stairs.

According to common sense, it can be judged in advance that there seems to be some conflict between the two people.

Here comes the important doubt.

According to the descriptions of nearby residents, the relationship between Joe Brullo and his family was very good, and they would not engage in a death struggle because of any conflicts.

What's important is why did their son commit suicide again?

Puzzled, Jeffrey continued to stop in front of the last body.

Here, the room was filled with bright red bloodstains, as if free plasma was sprayed everywhere.

Jeffrey retracted his gaze and looked at the body lying on the bed in front of him.

The body was that of a middle-aged man's wife. The cause of death was a stab in the throat, and the murder weapon was in her hand...

Putting away the document board, Jeffrey stared at the middle-aged woman lying beside the door, his eyes roaming around the room.

It's a pity that based on what he collected, he still couldn't find anything else.

Finally, his eyes stopped at the body next to the door. Jeffrey frowned, then looked back at the middle-aged man lying on the stairs, and then at the bloody road under his feet.

In the dark, he thought of something.

at this time.

A voice called him from downstairs.

"Man, if there's something new, you have to come down and take a look!"

Hearing Baker's shout, Jeffrey glanced around before walking downstairs.

The new situation takes place in the basement.

With the help of some police officers, Jeffrey began to step into the basement.

What hit me was a blast of cold air.

A wave appeared on Jeffrey's face.

Because the basement is in contact with the ground and is sealed, the temperature will indeed be a little cooler than above, but not that cold...

Because of this, Jeffrey's eyes moved around, observing.

This basement is no different from the one above. The walls and floor are all covered with bright red blood stains, which is even worse than the situation above.

"Jeffrey, here."

Hearing Baker's shout again, Jeffrey could only stop observing and look along the source of the sound.

Baker, the relevant police officers, and technicians were squatting in a pit to watch.

Seeing this, he walked over.

As he got closer, he saw a naked female body buried in a pit.

The strange thing is that even though only the upper body of this female corpse is exposed, there are no traces, and the complexion is pale and lifelike.

And it was spotless, with the exposed upper body very clean.

At the same time, in this plasma-filled basement, there was no stench at all, but instead it had a strange fragrance.

Jeffrey subconsciously followed and squatted next to Baker, staring at the female corpse still buried in the pit and said, "Do you know her identity?"

Hearing this, Baker shook his head: "I don't know. The only thing I know so far is that she is not related to the Brullo family above, so this is an unidentified corpse."

Jeffrey took the electric light from the police officer next to him and shined it on the female body. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see anything.

At this time, a police officer came from behind and handed over a document board.

"Sir, this is the current identification situation."

Jeffrey nodded, his eyes still resting on the female corpse, and he took the document board.

At this sight, Jeffrey frowned.

This scene was discovered by Baker: "Did you find anything up there?"

Jeffrey put away the document board, handed it back to the waiting police officer, shook his head and stood up and said.

"Nothing was stolen and there were no signs of damage to the outside of the house, eliminating the possibility of a break-in."

The corner of Baker's mouth twitched. He thought of something and stood up: "So this is another unsolved case? Why would a good family engage in a death struggle?"

"I don't know." Jeffrey stared at the female corpse in the pit, thinking of the blood path extending all the way to the door and the location and direction of the corpse, the room, the stairway on the second floor, under the stairs, and the main entrance.

"It seemed to me that Brulo was trying to get out of the apartment, which was their home."

Hearing this, Baker's expression changed.

Jeffrey stared at the female corpse in the pit and continued: "There are too many suspicious aspects in this case. Maybe the only breaking point lies in this female corpse."

After saying that, Jeffrey returned the light bulb to the police officer next to him and started walking back.

"Send her to the relevant autopsy department for an autopsy, check the cause of death, and trace her identity..."

"Yes, sir."

Many police officers responded.

Seeing Jeffrey about to leave, Baker quickly followed him.

"Hey! Man, wait for me!"

"..."