Ultraman in the world of grams

Chapter 11 Carpet
Wilson was delighted to have known Director Armitage.

He gained a lot of valuable knowledge from this venerable elder, and also had a general understanding of the other side of the world.

It just feels like something is not quite right...

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The weather in New York today is as usual. The industrial revolution brought convenient living conditions, but also brought dirty air.

The gray sky feels extremely depressing.

The carriage swayed on the street, and a car drove up from time to time.

At this moment, a piercing sound came from the other side of the street, a Harley single-cylinder motorcycle roared through the streets and alleys, and the violent vibration sound shocked the pedestrians around.

However, the motorcycle rider didn't care, and continued to drive crazily.

The black windbreaker flapped behind him.

He didn't wear a helmet, but wore a red iron mask that covered half of his face. His flamboyant white hair danced recklessly behind his head, and his wolf-like forest green eyes narrowed slightly, obviously enjoying it Such crazy excitement.

The locomotive stopped in front of a townhouse.

A policeman in black uniform saw the roaring locomotive and hurried forward to stop it.

"This place has been blocked, no one has anything to do..."

An older police officer beside him hastily interrupted the young policeman's words: "This is specially invited by Sergeant William!"

"Ah..." The young policeman was slightly taken aback, looking at the weird motorcycle man in front of him.

The man didn't pay attention to the little policeman's words, he got out of the car sideways and scratched his white hair casually. It was only at this time that others noticed that there was a sudden strand of black hair on his forehead.

The red iron mask covered half of his face, only his eyes and pale skin could be seen, the exposed face was very young, he looked at most in his early 20s.

But no one will pay attention to how young he looks, because those eyes are cold and piercing, like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf.Everyone who looked directly at him was terrified.

The man had a belt tied under his black windbreaker, obviously carrying some dangerous items.

There was a strong ferocity exuding from all over his body, as if he were a ferocious and dangerous terrorist.

He walked straight into the encirclement of the police, and the little policeman couldn't help but retreat two steps, fearing that this guy would pull out his gun in the next second and shoot them all dead.

The dangerous man completely ignored the reaction of the little policeman.

He went straight into the apartment, ignoring the cordon.

"Can you keep a low profile every time you appear on the scene?" A police officer with beards gritted his teeth and stared at the guy in front of him, "You can hear your terrible motorcycle sound from far away! You know, this case can't be done yet. public!"

"Then I'll go?"

The motorcycle man finally spoke, his tone full of sarcasm.

The veins on the bearded police officer's forehead were throbbing, and his blood pressure kept rising.

He tried hard to comfort himself in his heart, it's okay, this bastard's speech has always been so irritating.

"William, it's you who asked for me." The motorcycle man raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically.

"..." The bearded police officer is the Sergeant William mentioned by the police outside, and he is also the boss of this police district.

He really didn't want to call this bastard unless he had to.

Every time I cooperate with him, Half-Life has to explain.

No one can stand this bastard's bad temper.

Officer William rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and tried to speak in a calm tone: "Jessen, I'm glad you can come, on behalf of..."

"Don't talk about anything," the motorcycle man named Jie Sen interrupted Officer William's words, and said bluntly, "What happened here, tell me quickly, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here."

"..." Police Officer William scolded the bastard countless times again in his heart, and then said with a straight face: "You can go and have a look, the situation is very difficult."

Jie Sen raised his eyebrows.

He knew that Officer William had also accepted countless cases. He was an experienced old fritter, and there were very few cases that could make Officer William feel difficult.

It seems that this time is definitely not easy.

The rental apartments here are close to the city center and the stock exchange. Although the rent is relatively expensive, the security conditions and infrastructure are very good, and they are loved by various financial people.

Those who live here are generally people related to the financial field.

Jie Sen followed Officer William to a door blocked by the police.

Officer William stopped at the door, motioning for Jie Sen to go in alone.

Jie Sen glanced at Officer William, and opened the door in front of him.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled an unimaginable stench. It was a disgusting smell that went straight to the depths of his soul. Even if he wore a mask, he couldn't stop this extremely penetrating stench.

The moment Jie Sen opened the door, Police Officer William stepped back a long way, and even covered his nose with his hands, obviously well prepared.

Jie Sen just frowned slightly and walked in.

The floor of the apartment is covered with Persian carpets, elegant and delicate chandeliers, neatly arranged mahogany furniture, and the valuable ceramic tableware, all of which show the owner's excellent economic conditions and life taste.

Unfortunately……

Jie Sen looked at the twisted human body embedded in the carpet blankly.

The face was half rotten, and the face clearly showed the horror before death. One eyeball was barely hanging in the eye socket, while the other was decorated in the carpet pattern, blooming beautiful flowers.

The dead body dripped out a disgusting green slurry, spreading out a vibrant grass on the carpet.

The carpet and the corpse perfectly blended together, revealing a kind of eerie beauty, but also so disgusting, even just looking at it is enough to make people panic and have nightmares first.

"It's quite artistic." Jie Sen commented with interest.

Officer William retched outside.

He didn't go in with Jie Sen, but just thinking about that scene, he couldn't suppress the nausea in his heart.

"Who is the deceased?" Jie Sen asked.

Officer William suppressed the discomfort: "The name of the deceased is Edward White, who works for the New York Stock Exchange..."

Jie Sen walked around the carpet, listening to Officer William's words casually, but staring at the weird masterpiece in front of him without blinking.

He even bent down and stretched out his gloved hand, with a little bit of green corpse fluid stuck on it, thoughtfully.

"Any suspects?"

"Yes." Officer William nodded. "Edward is good at financial fraud. His last victim, Howard Wilson, is very suspicious."

(End of this chapter)