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He, if it was hard to say what Sam wanted to say, would be able to say then that if he was going to play a trick, he would have done it before then. "

Sam absently dials Bobby's number, remembering the prophetic dream he had before Jessica died.What if the dream this time is the same as that one, a prophetic dream?He must not allow the same thing to happen again!But how to tell Dean about the dream?Maybe Dean would laugh at himself for being like a terrified little girl who just had a weird, somewhat scary dream, and just bring it up seriously.But Dean wouldn't know how he felt, the feeling of having demon blood in his blood, it was awful.Besides Andy and the others, will there be other people who have the same fate as themselves?What on earth is the yellow-eyed demon trying to do to them?

Sam thought of this, and a little detail of the dream emerged again: the person who killed him was indeed not Andy or anyone known to be related to the yellow-eyed demon, but a strong black man whom he didn't know at all .This unsettled him even more, it was like a real precognitive dream.

At this time, the mobile phone was already connected, and Bobby said "hello?" several times on the opposite side. Then Sam hurriedly picked up the mobile phone and turned on the speakerphone: "Hi, Bobby, this is Sam, and Dean is just across the street." , We have some uncertainties here, and I want to ask you. Are you sure that there are demons active in this area instead of passing by? Also, how do you determine that their activities have something to do with Colt?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I went to the roadside hotel yesterday just for this matter. I couldn't explain some things through the phone, so I asked them to use a computer to calculate the probability of demons appearing near Henderson."

"When did our work become so advanced?" Dean chimed in curiously.

"You know, they have a genius over there, Arthur, who recently developed a demon detection software. It's still a trial software, but it works very well. Let's use it for high-level demon tracking first. Listen, because At that time, I left you a message on the phone, maybe I didn’t make it clear. Before, you inferred that John handed Colt to the yellow-eyed demon. He is a high-level demon, and he will inevitably leave traces when he acts, just like when your mother died. , the same as the various weird phenomena that occurred in the Lawrence area. We are trying to track and count the areas where these phenomena occurred recently. The nearest time is near Henderson. After cross-comparing with the occurrence times of various events in news reports, we found that There are not only signs of demonic activity near Henderson, but also an accidental sudden death of a writer, so we think that these two events are likely to be related. It happens that you are in Huntington, so you can be said to be the closest hunters. For To prevent the yellow-eyed demon from leaving Henderson during this period, I told you to drop everything and rush over, but it may not be enough time, or they have already left. We have not received relevant records for nearly a week. But since we have Now that it's started, you can finish the investigation of this case, maybe there will be some surprises."

Sam and Dean looked at each other, both were speechless. It seemed that Bobby was sometimes unreliable.After agreeing casually, and asking Bobby to send greetings to Alan and Joe, Sam hung up the phone.

"So, there may be everything this time? It may even be an invisible werewolf that attacked Boer."

"Dean, a werewolf cannot be invisible."

"Who knows, we haven't seen all the monsters." Dean said, picked up a bottle of beer, and twisted off the cap.

"Don't drink beer early in the morning. Today we have to go to Ball's house and the county medical examiner's office to investigate." Sam closed the computer and looked at Dean helplessly.

Dean looked at the beer in his hand regretfully, and finally put it on the table.

When they came to the county medical examiner's room, Sam and Dean saw Pol's body, just like the last time they encountered the devil's hellhound at the crossroads, it was severely damaged.Sam felt his heart beating wildly, and he remembered the dream again. Didn't Dean look the same in the dream?But why didn't he feel anything when he met a hellhound last time?Could this dream have such a big impact?

Dean noticed that Sam was not the same as usual, and he didn't often be in a daze when he was working.He had no choice but to step on Sam's foot without showing any trace, and then saw Sam's terrified expression.What should I do if I don’t have any sense of accomplishment from a successful prank? !thought Dean.

Thanks to Dean's kick, Sam was relieved, it was too unlike himself to be in a daze while working.So Sam showed the most friendly smile and asked the forensic doctor: "Are you sure Mr. Pole was killed by a dog?"

The fat black old forensic doctor tiredly raised his eyelids and glanced at Sam over his glasses: "Yes, unless you say it was a wolf, but there is no wolf within a hundred miles of this place."

As he said that, the forensic doctor stood up and opened the list on Boer's body: "Look, this tooth mark is consistent with the characteristics of a dog. This should be a large dog, or a particularly ferocious dog, because it directly bit the dead body. The throat should be a bulldog, a German shepherd or something like that."

"Just being bitten to death?"

"That's right, it has been dissected. The torn trachea is the cause of death, and the possibility of the body being invaded after the onset of illness has been ruled out." The forensic doctor said professionally, and it seemed that he had examined it in great detail.

"But would a dog come into someone's house and attack a person sitting at a table?"

"You shouldn't ask me that. All I can do is to determine how the deceased died. As for what the dog will do, you have to ask an animal behavior expert. Speaking of which, I have been in this business for a long time. I have seen There are many unexpected ways of death, and this one is not necessarily the strangest. But no matter how many times you have seen it, you will still feel sorry for these people." The forensic doctor said, and pushed Ball's body into the freezer again.

The forensic examiner found nothing here, and Sam and Dean decided to go back to Ball's house again, maybe Tim would know something, sometimes children see things far beyond the imagination of their parents.

Susan Ball was surprised that Sam and Dean were going out of their way to talk to Tim, but agreed to the request anyway.Tim was nestling in his room, reading various forums about ghosts. When he saw Sam and Dean, he didn't really want to talk, but in the end he sat obediently in front of them.

Sam said as gently as possible, "Tim, is there anything you want to talk about about your father and mother? Anything, maybe it will help us find your father's killer."

"You can't find it," Tim muttered.

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because it wasn't a human being who killed him."

"I know that the police have identified it as an animal wounding case, but there are no signs of canine activity around your house. In fact, no one in this block keeps large dogs. Don't you think it's strange?"

Tim's eyes were red, and he looked at Sam and said, "But you can't help us."

"Do you think you or your mother are also in danger? Do you have anything to say about your mother's face?" As he said, Dean picked up the photo on the table: "Because it's obvious that she and now Not quite the same."

"What's wrong with her?" Tim asked confusedly: "The reason she looks different is because she has undergone plastic surgery, and has been undergoing adjustments over the years, injections and the like. A large part of Dad's income from writing books is spent on In addition to this, I heard that when Dad quarreled with her, he said that she had psychological problems such as plastic surgery and asked her to see a psychiatrist."

"Is that so?" Sam and Dean exchanged glances again, and it seemed that Susan Ball was innocent.

"You like these ghosts and things, do you think they really exist?" Dean picked up a spell book and asked pretending to be relaxed.

"Yes, I believe they exist." Tim was a little dazed by the sudden change of subject.

"And how did you get interested in them? Watching The X-Files?"

"Actually, I've seen someone summon a demon."

"Who is that?" Dean cheered up immediately.

"I'm not sure I should tell you, you won't believe it." Tim looked cynical.

"What you have to believe is that we have seen several times more strange stories than you have heard." Dean tapped his finger on the table.

"It's... my dad. About ten years ago, we didn't live here. One night, my dad and mom had an argument and my mom went to a friend's house. I saw my dad go out alone. He doesn't usually do that. Yes. Out of curiosity, I sneaked out. I saw him bury something at a crossroad not far outside the town, and then a woman suddenly appeared. I saw them kissing, and thought it was Dad. Affaired, was dating her. But after they kissed, the woman disappeared immediately. To avoid being found out by my father, I ran home. Then I heard him call and said he had done it."

"Do you know who he called?" Dean felt as if he had seen a glimmer of the truth.

"I guess it was Annie because she came to my house early the next morning and had a long talk with my dad."

"Did you happen to overhear what they were talking about?"

"Didn't hear much, just heard them say 'demon', what 'decade'."

Dean nodded knowingly, clapping the spell book in his hand: "You are because of this