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"You want to investigate the sewing workers?" Alan took a sip of his wine, "Are you crazy?"

Allen begged, "Help me, the Holy See must have some information."

"It's too dangerous. You should cherish your own life and your little girlfriend Carly when you are young." Alan refused.

"However, the behavior of the sewing worker has greatly threatened the law and order of the country, and many young people even regard him as a role model." Allen said: "I study law to protect people. Killing such a beast like an act should be disappear completely, we need a society with a stable rule of law.”

"Help me, Uncle Alan." Allen said, "This is my dream."

"Okay." Alan nodded, "Young people should have some dreams."

He thought of his dream, the one who had been chasing for more than ten years but had no hope in the future.

She dedicated her life and faith to Xi Bai, never thinking about her own future.

Soon, Allen got the information.

It records every case that the sewing workers have committed over the years.

The seamstress never hid his body, so his criminal record is very detailed.

Allen flipped through the documents and took notes.

Sewing workers have a special hatred for criminals who hurt women.It will be extra heavy.

It may be a woman, but it is not ruled out that it is a man.

Murders are usually at night, because someone obstructed during the day?Work reasons?Family reasons?

Then he saw the following case, the deceased was a strong man.

He went back and crossed out the word for woman, and added the words tall, strong and strong after man.

"Uncle Alan, can you take these back?" Allen asked.

"Take it back. We still have several manuscripts here." Alan waved his hand.

After Alan left, Alan's expression sank slightly.

In fact, he has been pursuing this case all the time. As for why, it is probably out of some kind of boring sense of justice and—— suspicion of a certain horrible fact.

He wants an answer.

Now he gave these materials to Allen for the purpose of testing.

If anything happened to Allen, he could only be sorry.

Gulugu, the soup in the pot is tumbling.

Al was humming in a good mood. Ellen would be surprised if he saw it. His father hadn't been this happy since his mother passed away.

Al used the scissors to cut out the newspaper report on the death of the factory owner and read it out gracefully.

"Thanks to the tailor for getting rid of these demons!"

"It's too scary. Other factory owners are in trouble, and some even fled outside the city to seek refuge."

"It is said that these killed are all vampires who refused to sign the queen's agreement!"

"Is the tailor a righteous knight raised by the queen?"

"Hundreds of people took to the streets to pray for the tailor, wishing him a long life and continue to kill."

"Extremely interesting."

Al clipped the papers into his notebook and put them in the lock of the safe in the study.Then continue to cook the soup.

"Dad." It didn't take long for Allen to come back, and he rushed into the room like the wind.

Al looked at his back, "It seems that my son found an interesting toy."

"Dinner's ready Ellen!" he shouted.

There was a sound from the stairs.Allen went downstairs with a thud, and went upstairs again after eating quickly.

Al frowned and called her to stop, "Eat slowly, where is your etiquette? And it's not good for your health."

Allen stood still and scratched his head, "I'm sorry, Dad. I have something to do."

"You should also pay attention to your body when you like to do something." Al frowned.

"Yes!" Allen said.Feeling warm in my heart, but also a little guilty.Because he is doing a dangerous thing now.

Track down the most terrifying serial killer, the seamstress.If Dad knew it, he would definitely not agree.

Allen went to school the next day staring at a pair of dark circles.

Carly looked at him and smiled, "Our college bully dozed off in class for the first time."

Only then did Allen realize that he had slept through a class, and smiled embarrassedly.

"What were you doing last night?" Carly asked.

"Hush——" Allen made a silent gesture, and mysteriously took out a few pieces of paper from his bag, "I'm investigating a serial killer, a sewing worker."

Carly is an adventurous person, maybe we can work together, male and female.

Allen thought so.

But unexpectedly, Carly did not agree with excitement, but looked at him with a strange look.

"Alan—" Carly swallowed, "Let's change the case, there are other killers worth tracking down."

"But this person's plot is the most serious. Not only does he disregard the law, he even distorts other people's understanding of the law. This is more harmful!" Allen said: "Let's go together, Carly."

Carly remembered the horrible man she met at Ellen's house last time. The other party warned her not to attack this little idiot, but now her little idiot son has found out about her father.

This is so funny.

Carly squinted her eyes. People in the Dark City were born villains. She suddenly wanted to watch a good show.

"I'll help you!"

"Thank you!" Allen said.

"I've always had a doubt, that is, among all the sewing workers, this person has the least crime." Allen pointed to a piece of information, and the man on it flinched and frowned.

"He's just a harmless thief who usually likes to do petty theft. In the past, the sewing worker killed criminals with the worst diseases, but now it has changed. This may involve the sewing worker's personal grievances. This is his weakness!"

"I want to go with you to visit the family of the deceased," Allen said.

"Let's go then." Carly nodded.

The two act together.They asked around to find out where the family lived.

"This—" Allen looked up at the tall and majestic building, "This is clearly a wealthy area."

After the murder, the family moved away and disappeared. Allen and the others found out their current address after checking the records of the police station.

"Are they developed? It's amazing."

"Maybe some ill-gotten gains." Carly sneered.

"Anyway, let's go and have a look first."

touch.Allen knocked on the door.

Squeak, the door opened a crack.An old woman opened the door, "Who are you?"

"I'm George's friend." Alan lied blushingly. The child George of this family was also at school age, and he was recuperating at home due to an accidental injury.

But the old woman was unexpectedly vigilant, and she didn't let the two of them in right away. Instead, she raised her head and prepared to ask her grandson first.

Alan's forehead was sweating a little.

Carly stepped forward with a click of her tongue, and when she touched the old woman with her palm, the old woman fainted.

"What did you do?" Allen said in a low voice.

"I stunned her, a little anesthetic, let's go in quickly." Carly was eager to try.

"How are you so proficient!" Allen couldn't help but want to complain.But Carly pulled her directly into the door and closed the door.

"It's a crime—" said good boy Alan.

"What a coward, anyway, we can ask your father to fish us out." Carly said indifferently: "Clues are the most important."

They sneaked upstairs.

The only owner here is this old woman, a working woman, and a child who is recuperating at home.The hostess went out to work, the old man was stunned, and now there was only the child.

Carly went upstairs in three steps and two steps. The young man had a plaster cast on his leg and was reading a book with his back to them.

Carly did the same and stunned him too.

"It's done!" she said proudly.

"You're so handsome!" Allen compared his thumbs.

Then they looked at the young man's face, "That's right, it looks exactly like his father."

"What book is he reading?" Carly picked it up curiously. "Philosophy—tsk."

Then the two young men rummaged through other people's homes like robbers.

Alan has no other feelings except the wealth of this family, but Carly has discovered it.What she found in the hostess bedroom "Look!"

Allen walked over.See the jewelry on the dresser.

Carly is holding a necklace and gesticulating "Does it look good?"

"It looks good!" Allen was almost helpless, "Let's get down to business. I'll buy you a necklace if you want it."

"Hmph." Carly snorted and put down the necklace.

Allen closed the drawer for her, and suddenly, his movements froze.

He stared at the drawer without moving.

"What's wrong?" Carly followed his gaze.It was a beautiful gemstone ring.

A golden opal with a beautiful luster.

"What's so strange?"

But Allen stared at the gemstone obsessively.He picked it up and rummaged through it in his hand, and finally he didn't know what he had pressed, so he directly removed the gemstone from the ring.

He stared at the ring, gritted his teeth.Clenched hands.

Carly leaned over and saw a few letters in the shape of a heart around the city on the ring, like the initials of a name.

"This is my mother's ring!" Allen looked like he was about to cry.

He still remembers being held in his mother's arms when he was a child, and his mother had such a ring on her hand.

It is especially suitable for the mother's slender and beautiful fingers. The ring was designed by the father and can be disassembled. The letters on it are the names of their family of three.

"Why is your mother's ring in their house?" Carly asked, "Could it be stolen by their family?"

"Mum's ring was actually lost the night she was killed," Allen said.

"That is to say—" Carly's eyes widened, "This person is the robber who killed your mother?"

"Mom is an accountant, and he was supposed to be getting off work with the company's money that day and was followed by someone." Allen squeezed the gemstone ring tightly.

Originally, he came to track down the tailor, but now he accidentally discovered the true identity of the murderer who killed his mother.

You must know that he and his father always thought that the murderer was at large, and they were very sad because of this. They would go to the police station to inquire once a year.

He continued to rummage through the house and soon found a suitcase that his mother liked.It now contains the family's sundries.

"Their family must have taken my mother's money to become so rich." Allen clenched his fists, "I want to call the police."

"Wait Alan." Carly said, "It's okay to call the police. I suggest you remain anonymous. Otherwise, you'll be in jail for burglary."

When she said this, she was actually thinking about Alan's terrible father. If he knew that Alan had discovered all this, it would be bad for him to attack his own son.

He can definitely do it. Even in the Dark City, demonized people are extremely dangerous existences. Their bodies and minds have been completely transformed by the accumulated evil.

No matter how human-like the outside is, the inside has become a monster.