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Haili's expression was lonely and painful, like a bug trapped in a chrysalis, struggling countless times, but finally being strangled more and more tightly.

Tears slid down like ice edges.

He walked towards the Camporams step by step, while they stepped back step by step with wide eyes.

"What are you talking about? Stop joking... Agent Russell?" Mr. Camporam stiffened his back.

"He... he was talking about the ones under the ruins... Oh my God! How did he know? It must be Elyse! Elyse's channeling made all those ghosts descend on him! What to do? Now we should What should I do?" Mrs. Camporam panicked.

"Why are you panicking? He's just sleepwalking now! Maybe he won't remember all this when he wakes up!"

"What if he still remembers after he wakes up? What if Agent Connor comes back and hears what he said? He will definitely go to the ruins to check! By then everyone will know the secrets of the damned Camporam family! It's over! All your business is over!" Mrs. Camporam's eyes were full of panic.

"...what haven't we seen?" Mr. Camporam came to Haley, face to face with him, and looked into his eyes, "If it is really a ghost in your body, then listen up! I Don’t be afraid of anything! Just come here!”

After finishing speaking, Mr. Camporam lifted Haili on his shoulders neatly and threw him back on the bed.

But Haili still opened his eyes wide, looking at the curtain above his head, and muttering to himself.

"Let us out...Let us out...Bone on bone, skull on skull...You're crushing me...I'm crushing you..."

Mrs. Camporam was terrified and stood at a distance, not daring to approach Haley at all.

Mr. Camporam scolded the servants who stood watching at the door.

"Look what! Agent Russell's fever is getting worse! He's talking nonsense!"

"So sir...do we need to call the hospital in the city and ask them to send an ambulance?"

"In that case, go call now! What are you still doing!"

In Mr. Camporam's low growl, all the servants left.

"How can you let them call a doctor! When the doctor arrives, the nonsense he said will spread quickly! There will be so many people going to the ruins that you can't even count them!" Campo Mrs Ram berated her husband in a low voice.

Mr. Camporam's face was cold, and he said in a calm voice: "Because I didn't intend to let him see the doctor at all."

"what?"

"So many people saw him sleepwalking, so he jumped off the window sill when he was sleepwalking, so what? He has great strength, and we can't stop him." Mr. Camporam looked at his wife with heavy eyes. implied meaning.

Mrs. Camporam wiped away the tears of panic on her face, nodded coldly.

Just when the husband and wife were about to help Haili up, Haili gasped suddenly, raised his chin, bent his back, and stiffened into a strange and terrifying arc.

"Ms. Camporam... why are you killing me? What did I do wrong and you are going to kill me? One stab! Two stabs! Three stabs! It hurts! It hurts!"

Mrs. Camporam's face changed, and she said to her husband: "Don't pay attention to his nonsense, and quickly push him off the stairs!"

Mr. Camporam's shoulders stiffened.

"Four knives! Five knives! Six knives..."

"Shut up!" Mrs. Camporam was about to cover Hailey's mouth, but her husband stopped her.

"What are you doing! Are you going to leave your DNA on his teeth! Did you do something behind my back?"

"A total of twelve knives! I look at you! I can't breathe! I don't want to die! What am I going to grab! What am I going to grab! I grabbed your cross!"

"Shut up!" Mrs. Camporam opened her eyes wide, leaned back, and fell.

And Haili sat up slowly as if being drawn by some kind of force, staring at Mrs. Camporam with a pair of eyes like black holes.

"I caught your cross and your diamond fell... fell... fell..."

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Don't say any more!" Mrs. Camporam covered her ears and pressed against the corner, "Don't come here! Don't come here!"

Mr. Camporam paused, and suddenly understood something. He pulled his wife up, grabbed her chin, and asked fiercely: "Did you kill Alan! Stabbed the child twelve times?" It's you! What did he do wrong, you have to treat him like that!"

"Because your fault! You like Alan! You look at him with the same smile you saw when you saw other young people over 20 years ago! You can't help it! You can't help it! It's rooted in you The filth in the blood of the Poram family! I won’t let him threaten my son! I won’t let him threaten Lawrence’s status! He doesn’t even want a penny of the wealth of the Camporam family!”

"What nonsense are you talking about! I don't have that kind of thought about Allen at all! Lawrence is my son, how could I let anyone threaten his status!"

At this moment, Haili suddenly made a strange and eerie sound from his throat, as if he was rubbing his bones, choking on his own blood, and couldn't breathe.

Mr. Camporam turned his head, and Haley's head was tilted to one side, revealing his elegant and slender neck.

"Why don't you just let me die like that... why do you want to watch my blood drain..."

Mr. Camporam took a step back and sneered, "Agent Russell, it really doesn't make any sense for you to play tricks like this. I don't believe in God, so I don't believe in the devil either. If you want to use this It’s really ridiculous to extract any information from me in this way! You should know that under such circumstances, no matter what you induce us to say, it cannot be used as evidence in court!”

Haley got up staggeringly, leaned lightly on Mr. Camporam's shoulder, raised his hand, and put it on his waist, "You touch me like this...you say 'Annie, become our Campo Be part of the Ram family'...so I'm part of all your admirable blood-stained art...but why don't you let me lie in that rose garden? Why? Why?"

Mr. Camporam's eyes widened, and he clasped Haley's shoulders in turn, "Where did you hear it, what became part of the Camporam family! Where did you hear it?"

"You told me. You said it... I thought you meant me to marry Lawrence... You slit my throat with a sweet dream..."

"I don't care who you are! You must die! You must die immediately!"

Mr. Camporam squeezed Hayley's neck, pressed him against the ledge, opened the window, and was about to push him down.

Haili's hands firmly supported the window sill, and he was forced to lower his head. The corners of his lips curled up in the darkness, like poppies in full bloom.

There was the sound of running in the corridor outside the door. Before Mr. Camporam could turn around, the door was kicked open, and Ian pointed his pistol at his back.

"Let go of my partner! Mr. Camporam!"

Then the police rushed up.

"I think you misunderstood, Agent Connor. I didn't mean to hurt your partner. He started talking nonsense and sleepwalking after he had a fever. He almost jumped off the ledge just now. I just wanted to drag him back. That's all." Mr. Camporam explained, holding up his hand.

"Sleepwalking? People don't sleepwalk when they are awake." Ian tilted his face.

Mr. Camporam turned his head, and suddenly found that Haili was sitting leisurely on the window sill, with a faint smile on his lips, and the moon shadow passed over his cheek, quiet and calm.

"I don't have the habit of sleepwalking, Mr. Camporam. But you said something to me just now that I couldn't understand. For example, what is hidden under the ruins of Camporam's house? What is it like?" The magic power makes the white rose bloom so happily?" Hailey took out his mobile phone and shook it in front of Mr. Camporam.

He had already recorded everything he said.

"The ruins are private property, and you are not qualified to enter or even explore."

"But it's different with a search warrant. Within 24 hours, we will get a search warrant. But before that, Mr. Camporam, you are suspected of killing Anne, and we will arrest you according to law. And Campola Mrs. Mu, you have to go with us too!"

When two police officers helped Mrs. Camporam to her feet.

"Remember not to say anything until you see your lawyer!" Mr. Camporam shouted to his wife.

"Shut up too! If it weren't for your cursed family, these things might not have happened at all!"

Haili put his arm on Ian's shoulder and said with a smile, "Uncle Ian, it's really hard for you to run back and forth between the city and the town!"

Suddenly, Ian picked up Haili by the collar and pressed him hard against the police car.He stared hard into Haley's.

"Haley Russell, if there is another time, and Camporam doesn't need to do it, I will throw you downstairs!"

"What floor? We're already at the bottom of hell. Are you going to throw me into heaven?" Hailey asked coolly.

Ian let go of him and sat in the police car in silence.

Haili opened the car door as if nothing happened, and sat down beside Ian.

"Hey, you suddenly came to arrest the Camporam couple so vigorously, so you have evidence?"

"Take a good look at your mobile phone, there is a very clear inspection report!" Ian rolled down the window and whispered something to a police officer.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked curiously.

"Didn't you already guess what was buried under the ruins of Camporam's house? For a consistent murderer like Camporam, he not only buried his body under the roses as a collection, but also There will likely be other mementos left to help him look back on those 'good times'."

"Oh...you are such a good boy who listens carefully. But did the profilers of the Bureau of Investigation tell you that according to their profile, the probability of solving the case is only [-]%? There are still many murderers who do not meet their requirements The rules that have been summed up."

"Then let's try. Do you like Mrs. Camporam or Mr.?"

"I choose Mrs. Camporam. After all, Mr. Camporam's criminal evidence seems to be very clear. With your ability to pretend to be a ghost, you should be able to get him easily." Ian glanced across Haili's face indifferently. .

"Oh, so this time Uncle Ian is going to challenge the difficult Mrs. Camporam."