[Zhongyingmei] The beating heart

"So Dresden isn't in Chicago right now?"

"Yes. He received a commission and followed the client to New York. But as far as I know, his client is now lying in the forensic laboratory of the CSI in New York." Riser said and took out another from the back seat of the car. A stack of documents, it seems that he has been in this car for a long time, "The black graffiti on the floor, killing the victim like some kind of religious ceremony... The case happened in your apartment."

"Hmm..." Beer looked at the crime scene photos and autopsy photos that Reese handed her, swallowed and pushed them all to Alex, "Move, move immediately."

"Four similar murders happened within one month, and they were still in the same building." Reese didn't pay attention to Bi'er's words, and he continued, "I think this is probably some kind of religious sacrificial ceremony."

"Or is there a demon hunting humans? In short, let's go to Dresden first. I think it's better to find him first." Devil ghosts or something, it's better to leave this kind of thing to professionals , just like investigating a murder case or handing it over to the CSI and the police uncles, the police uncles can respond quickly when the suspect resists, and if the 'suspect' is a demon, then you may need a Someone with some kind of supernatural power came to fight it, "Where is Dresden now? I think you must know, don't you, Mr. Reaser?"

"Before I leave, I want to make sure..." Reese interrupted Bi'er who was about to drive, "Do you really believe in demons, ghosts or something?"

"Kinbin, S.H.I.E.L.D., Super Criminals, Amphibious Mothership, and Tony Stark...I believe in jumping out of Super Saiyan and Frieza now."

"I like that cartoon too."

"That's not the point Mr. Reaser!"

"Ah, I know that too."

"Alex! I said that's not the point!"

"Okay, Sheldon. Tell me what you've found."

When Mike Taylor, director of the CSI laboratory in New York, walked into the forensic laboratory, he was almost blinded by a strong sulfur smell.He frowned and fanned the front of his nose with his hands, and said to Dr. Sheldon Hawke, the forensic doctor who was still working: "Also, you should ventilate."

"Hey, Mike. You're here." As if he didn't hear the second half of Mike's words, Dr. Hawke, who was still holding the scalpel, looked up from the work at hand. He saw Mike After seeing the expression on his face, he threw a mask at him, "I have to check myself after the work is done. The smell of sulfur almost makes me faint!"

"That's why I told you to ventilate." Mike shook his head and put on the mask. He came to Dr. Hawke's operating table and looked at the corpse he was dissecting—or something black and charred— Say, "Is there anything noteworthy about our victim?"

"I really want to tell you some good news, Mike. But no." Dr. Hawke cut open the skin of the corpse with a scalpel. Mike even heard the crisp sound. The doctor said, "Look, just with a few other Like a corpse. Completely charred. Inside and out."

"So, it's the same person again? Our 'hot killer' committed crimes again?"

"That's right. And I can't imagine what kind of method he used to burn people like this." Doctor Hawk looked at Mike and shook his head, "Maybe it's a super criminal, of course, the possibility is higher ...but even a super criminal would have to generate a temperature of at least 900 degrees to do this. You know I only know of one such case so far...A few years ago, at an airport on the west coast, someone who didn't Carefully stood behind the engine of the plane that was about to take off and then -- people had to scrape the poor thing off the ground."

"But I don't think our murderer would use a plane to kill people, would he? And kill four people, all living in the same apartment building..." It's just unbelievable.Why this apartment building?Why burn someone to death with this scorching heat?How on earth is this high temperature caused?What about the sulfur smell?There are also weird magic circles painted on the floor, there are too many mysteries.Since the emergence of those super criminals, the forensic work has become more difficult, but as long as they are criminals, they will show their flaws, especially for super criminals, because they are sometimes too arrogant and careless.But every now and then, there would always be one or two cases of unexplainable strangeness, the way or place of death was unimaginable, as if the murderer used... magic.

Is there really magic in this world?Mike was not at all sure now.A science fiction writer once said that any advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.Maybe some people in this city are able to perform some 'magic' now?Mike immediately stopped his thoughts.Even the magic didn't change anything.No matter who the murderer is, ordinary people, super criminals, magicians, demons...he will bring him to justice.Just like what I have always done, if there are no heroes with magical powers in this city, then some ordinary people must shoulder the responsibility of protecting others who cannot protect themselves.

"We've got to get him, Sheldon, whoever he is."

"I know Mike. Don't worry, whoever he is ours will catch him, just like before."

"..." Mike was silent for a while thoughtfully, and then he spoke, "Let's search carefully, the victim must... have something else to say to us."

"Connie Murphy, Chicago Police Department."

"Federal Marshal Jennings."

Bi'er looked at the two guys in the New York Police Department who openly greeted each other with stolen IDs, and didn't know what words to use to complain.They drove all the way to the New York Police Department to find Harry Dreston. It seems that after the death of the client, he did not give up the investigation, but started to follow up the case of his client being killed, so he appeared in the police station.Now it looks like he's swaggering through the NYPD for some reason, like stealing the badge of his friend in Chicago, policewoman Connie Murphy, on a case-by-case basis.

As for Riise, he also held up the stolen badge and ID of Federal Marshal Jennings, and greeted Dresden in front of him.In any case, approach Dresden first as a 'peer' to protect him secretly.According to Riise's speculation, it seems that the murderer of these cases is also targeting Dresden. In short, Dresden is now on the list of Riise and Harold, which means that he will always make something happen. Danger.

"Ah, the federal marshals are starting to take care of this case too?" Dresden - now (false) Officer Murphy - raised his eyebrows and looked at Riise in a bit of surprise, because Riise was wearing a nice and neat suit. , looks righteous and awe-inspiring, even if he doesn't show his ID, people will believe that he is an FBI or other super agent.So Dresden didn't have any more doubts. After all, he didn't expect to meet a guy who stole the police badge. "I just talked to Officer Fleck, and they don't seem to have many clues."

"Then the murderer also committed crimes in Chicago?"

"Yes, that's right... one building, six people were killed. The same method."

Is it also a religious sacrifice?No, maybe the same one or the same kind of demon?Thinking of this, Bier couldn't help but began to observe the New York Police Department, which seemed to be no different from the police station in the world she was in before. It is true, this is also a real world.His eyes were sweeping towards the window, and suddenly he seemed to see something outside the window, as if some kind of transparent ocean wave swept in this direction from afar!Beer suddenly became nervous and grabbed Alex next to her: "Alex! Did you see that?!"

"Ah? What did you see?" Bi'er seemed very nervous today.Alex looked strangely at the direction Beer was pointing at, but at this moment the transparent wave had already come to him quickly, Alex hardly saw anything, and then the wave swept the entire police Game! !

Bi'er only felt an abnormal 'evil wind' blowing towards her, making her unable to open her eyes. When the gust of wind passed, she was surprised to find that the whole police station had changed into another look!While the general layout hasn't changed, obviously a few things have!There are some more high-tech things in the police station. A huge display screen hangs on one side of the wall. Beer swears that it didn’t exist just now, and the uniforms of the policemen seem to have undergone some imperceptible changes.

"Beil? What's the matter?" Alex asked in confusion.

"What's the matter... Didn't you see? The one just now..." Bea turned her head to look at Alex, only to find Dresden, his clothes...he was wearing this one just now clothes? !And Reese's suit...just now...is his shirt that color? !what happened……

"I told you, my name is John Constantine! I'm a good citizen! I'm not a suspect!" Suddenly, such a voice came from not far away, and Bier quickly turned her head, only to see Kang in a light brown coat. Standing leaned on the seat dissatisfied and looked at the police officer in front of him who was taking notes for him, "I still have a job! Let me go!!"

"Oh my god..." Constantine?Why... a few hours ago he was a character in movies and comics! !what happened!What happened? ! !