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Chapter 69 Investigation【For collection recommendation】

Springwood, Pennsylvania.

"I don't know why you FBI care so much about the suicide of a small town kid."

The sheriff of the small town expressed his puzzlement to Amanda and Detective Zhou who came here.

"The time of suicide was around ten o'clock. Although the parents called an ambulance, the child was already dying when the car came. The blood spurted from the wound on his neck and his whole body was dyed red. Can't live."

Taking Amanda and the two towards the direction of the town, the sheriff narrated the situation of the child who committed suicide.

"I guess, it may be because of the extreme incidents caused by the contradictions in adolescence. After all, children of this age, you never know what they are thinking."

"No one can jump to conclusions until the results of the investigation are out."

Facing the guess given by the town sheriff, detective Zhou answered blankly.

Hearing Detective Zhou's merciless attitude, the sheriff of the town suddenly felt a little self-defeating.

"Has it always been this deserted here?"

On the other side, walking on the small town road in Springwood Town, Amanda noticed the gloomy atmosphere around the town, and couldn't help asking.

"Chunmu Town used to be very prosperous, but that was already in the 90s and [-]s of last century..."

Following Amanda's eyes on the deserted streets of the town, the sheriff sighed in a sigh: "At that time, mining was still a hot business, and young and energetic youths could be seen everywhere in the town. You can hear their laughter and singing from the bars in the small town."

"However, with the depletion of mineral resources and the announcement of new environmental protection policies, the situation of the town is gone forever. A large number of residents have moved out of the town, and the originally prosperous Chunmu Town has become the current state. This look."

The history of Springwood Town is more like the development history of many mining towns in the United States.

They rely on limited mineral resources to build hotels, schools, and power plants.

However, once the resources of the mines are exhausted, or the price of metals plummets, these small towns built on false prosperity will instantly fall to the bottom.

……

"There is a time for everything, and a time for everything under heaven: a time to live, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pull up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to tear down, and a time to build; a time to weep, a time to laugh; a time to mourn , a time to dance; a time to throw stones..."

Elm Street Church, Springwood.

The old priest recited passages from the "Bible" in his hand, praying the last prayer for the dead child.

Inside the church, the guests attending the funeral had solemn faces.

"We have arrived."

Taking Amanda and Detective Zhou to the church outside the small town where the funeral was held, the sheriff looked at the sad parents inside and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Poor family, they must be heartbroken."

Hearing the sheriff's exclamation, Amanda looked towards the direction of the church. Her eyes swept over the priest on the stage and landed on the parents of the deceased. It could be seen that they were very sad for the death of their child. .

Out of respect for the funeral, Amanda and Detective Zhou did not enter the church immediately, but stood outside silently waiting for everything to end.

"...God created all things, and each of them became beautiful according to its time; He also placed eternity in the hearts of the world. However, God's deeds from beginning to end cannot be understood by man. Amen!"

In the church, after finishing his last prayer, the priest stretched out his hand and drew a sign of the cross up, down, left, and right in front of him, then turned his head and nodded slightly to the child's parents.

Receiving the hint from the priest, the father of the deceased patted his wife on the shoulder while suppressing his sadness, turned around and began to thank the guests who attended the funeral.

At the same time, the priest who came down from the stage closed the "Bible" in his hand, walked to the mother of the deceased, shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice.

"Who is that?"

Noticing the behavior between the deceased's mother and the priest, Detective Zhou immediately asked.

"Lancaster Merlin, priest of the town."

Hearing Detective Zhou's question, the sheriff immediately glanced in the direction of the church and replied.

"He appeared to be familiar with the deceased's parents."

"That's not surprising, sir, Springwood is not very big."

The town sheriff didn't care about this.

"As the only priest in the town, Father Merlin is familiar with everyone."

Although the sheriff gave his own explanation, Detective Zhou still had some doubts. He noticed something was wrong from the sad face of the deceased's mother.

Because of the desertedness of the town, not many guests attended the funeral.

"The funeral is over."

After the father of the deceased said goodbye to the last guest who came to the funeral, Amanda reminded Detective Zhou beside him.

"Michael, these two police officers came from the FBI to investigate this child's suicide case."

Taking Amanda and the two into the church, the sheriff made an introduction to the parents of the deceased.

Hearing the sheriff's introduction, the deceased's parents suddenly showed surprise expressions on their faces. They looked at each other silently, and then unconsciously looked in the direction of the priest, and then asked with puzzled expressions.

"Mr. Michael, hello. My name is Amanda. This is Detective William Zhou. We are from the FBI Bureau of Investigation. We are sorry."

"I don't understand, why, Duncan's death would..."

"In fact, we found a short live video left by Duncan before his death from the Internet, which recorded the whole process of the child's suicide."

"Oh my God."

Hearing Amanda's answer, the child's mother immediately collapsed into the arms of her husband beside her.

"It is because of that video that we think that Duncan's death is not as simple as it seems. Mr. Michael, I wonder if you have noticed any strange behaviors or changes before Duncan died?"

"Strange behavior."

Facing Amanda’s inquiry, the boy’s father Michael shook his head.

"No, there's nothing weird about it."

"What about the nightmare?"

Looking at Michael's face, Amanda continued to ask questions.

"Duncan mentioned more than once in the video that he was suffering from nightmares. Have you heard of this?"

In Michael's arms, hearing the nightmare words that appeared in Amanda's mouth, there was a slight change in the sad expression on his wife's face.

But soon, under the signal of her husband's palm on his shoulder, he lowered his head and continued to cry.

"I heard Duncan say something about nightmares, but I thought it was just a normal phenomenon, everyone would have nightmares, I didn't expect..."

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