Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Leonard walked quickly out of the Earth Church Hospital, and a police car braked suddenly and stopped at Leonard's feet. Three technicians rolled down the window anxiously.

"Boss, get in the car!"

The pale police car flashed dazzling red and blue lights as it rampaged and whizzed through the city.

The four people in the car were silent all the way.

During this period, everyone in the police station was mentally weakened by the name of the killer Nelson Korodeko. This cruel demon had almost no survivors, the murder scene was bloody and splattered, the victims' bodies were broken and missing internal organs, and he was also cunning enough to be difficult to track.

In the first few cases, the police department could occasionally find a small amount of blood belonging to Nelson Korodeko, but the killer's progress is always one step faster than the police department. Now they can only rely on trace biological information and recognizable scenes to determine whether the poor victims died at the hands of the "Bloody Killer" Nelson Korodeko.

Biometrics, electronic surveillance, data tracking... Arrogant killers always leave behind some insignificant clues that allow the police to recognize the author of the masterpiece but fail to catch him. Modern technology has become a slap in the face of the police at this time.

"Has the church been notified?" asked the grim-faced Detective Leonard.

"People from the Steam Church should be here soon. This factory is under their jurisdiction." A forensic doctor replied.

After the kidnapping of the rich man, Leonard officially took over the case a few days ago. As soon as he saw the files, he smelled the scent of cult sacrifice and ritual murder. As a secular detective, Leonard immediately requested to inform the three major churches of Steam, Night, and Storm that were normally stationed in Backlund, requesting intervention and support.

In addition, the National Police Agency has also notified and warned the Church of the Earth and other church forces that do not have the right to preach in Loen, asking them to pay attention to their own safety.

During the days when Geraldine was in the hospital, Leonard and his team were a little uncomfortable. They suddenly lost an efficient gossip-teller and were assigned to a pile of serial cases, and this serial case would jump up and punch you from time to time.

However, as an ace team, the lack of an extra-staff assistant does not affect their normal operation. But at this time, as long as they hear about a murder, the entire nervous breakdown team will operate at the highest efficiency like a vacuum cleaner touched by durian.

Now that Leonard has regained all his memories, he has more guesses about Nelson's case and suspects that this is an extraordinary killer with a "criminal" path.

I hope this suburban mutilation case has nothing to do with the “Bloody Murderer”.

After another drift, the car stopped steadily beside the cordon. Leonard got out of the car quickly and found that a group of fully armed Mechanical Heart team had arrived at the scene. They were panting and greeting the police. It seemed that they had just arrived.

The police and the Mechanical Heart team were all standing by the cordon, far away from the body. It seemed that no one had investigated the scene yet. The other members of Leonard's team had also arrived, and they were arguing with the Mechanical Heart.

"Detective Leonard, I am Damien Bush, captain of the L-BKL0135 squad of the Mechanical Heart."

A tall and thin man wearing smart goggles and carrying a strange metal box on his back walked up and verified his identity with Leonard.

"There are some problems at the scene. I mean, this case may involve some supernatural forces, which is quite tricky, so we stopped your team first. I hope you can understand. Of course, our people did not go in and destroy the scene."

Damien looked very serious, but he still patiently explained to the "mortal" detective Leonard.

"We hope that the Mechanical Heart can be fully responsible for this. Of course, if you want to go in for exploration, I will accompany you personally. We value your choice and any suggestions."

Leonard nodded and signaled Damien to clear the way. Leonard, who had more than a thousand years of experience as a senior deacon of the Red Gloves, thought that he should protect this junior.

A series of panicked footprints were scattered on the soft ground, crushing a patch of weeds. The footprints were deep and shallow, but there was only the mark of a pair of shoes, which had walked back and forth from the roadside to the depths of the woods several times. Dark red blood followed the footprints and extended to the bottom of the wall. The dark red blood sprayed all over the wall like an exploded paint bucket.

Very "Bloody Murderer" style.

A mutilated corpse sat at the foot of the wall, naked. His head looked like it had experienced an explosion, with brains splattered everywhere. The remaining half of his body had a layer of face shaved off. There were faint regular symmetrical holes on the dark red flesh, which were traces of facial prosthesis implants. The murderer not only shoveled off the poor man's face, but also chopped off the victim's left hand from the shoulder. The only right hand left on the corpse was also scarred, stained with thick blood and soft soil. The remaining limbs were also turned over, as if something had been pulled out from them. The huge wounds made the mutilated organs flow out.

What concerned Leonard the most were the densely packed and shocking red symbols on the victims' bodies.

Very perfect, very advanced, very... vicious.

"That's... a curse!"

Damien gritted his teeth, then took a deep breath and sighed heavily.

A hoe covered with bloody fingerprints lay quietly at the feet of the corpse.

Damien clenched his fists and walked forward in silence, but he was stopped by Leonard after taking a few steps.

"It's right here, you can't get any closer."

Leonard pulled the iron box back, leaving Damien no room to struggle.

"Use your remote equipment to explore, record the body's features, and record a detailed video. And here, here, and that, and that. Have your people operate the remote sampling and take it back for inspection. Let's test the blood sample right here. Once all this is done, have your people accompany our forensic doctors and reconnaissance officers to conduct an on-site inspection. Before entering, use your equipment to detect the influence of the occult to clear the way..."

Damien, who has more than ten years of experience as a grassroots team leader, was stunned by what Leonard said. After he obediently released the drone from the box to finish recording and taking samples, Damien found that he seemed to be not only protected by an ordinary protected object, but also worked more efficiently because of it!

Inexplicably, I suddenly felt like I was being sent for training...

"...Wait, Captain Damien, could you please take a look at what's hanging around the victim's neck?"

"Uh... it seems to be a small pendant, which looks like the Holy Emblem of Steam..."

"This is very important. Please take it and look at it carefully. Be careful not to make any physical contact."

"Okay, wait a minute... This seems to be the style used in our church. It's a standard accessory and is issued uniformly."

"Very good, put him in your sealed box and isolate him. Be careful of the curse."

"……OK."

Damien was completely brought into Leonard's rhythm.

Is this Backlund's famous cold-blooded detective Leonard?

"…if I say…"

Leonard, who was looking over the inspection report and on-site details with Damien, suddenly looked up and looked at Damien seriously.

"The victim walked around in the grass, then dug his own face off, chopped off his entire left arm, took out all his implants, and then dug a hole for himself, burying his arm, implants, and some of his internal organs in the ground. Finally, he walked to the corner of the wall, and bang, his head exploded from the inside out—"

"...Do you believe it?"

"I value your judgment."

Damien shuddered, and the detective's gaze made him feel an inexplicable but deep fear. But he still concentrated and thought for a moment, and readjusted the smart eyepiece. Then a drone flew up from the big iron box.

"Mr. Leonard, our current scans have not found any metal reaction under the soil. The artificial parts that were dug out may not be buried under the severed limbs."

"There is another situation..."

Damien thought about it and decided to carefully organize his words to reveal more information to Leonard. Under the detective's oppressive ability and aura, Damien felt that necessary information exchange was important.

"Although the pendant is just a decoration, in our Steam Church, those who receive it are usually official employees. That is to say, our little guy will more or less detect some... uh... special mystical reactions in them. The strange thing is that this corpse does not have the reaction we want to know. It has been cleaned up."

Even though Damien tried his best to harmonize the information, Leonard understood it immediately.

The victim, who was a Beyonder of the Church of Steam, had his Beyonder characteristics taken away!

"Boss! Mr. Bush! The biometric information matches! The samples now contain the biometric information of two people, and the victim is——"

A technician cried out in horror.

"Dodger Rama!"