He flicked the bird's beak, which was as hard as iron.

Raven flew up dissatisfied.

Ronan lightly scratched his finger, activated the blood divination message, passed it to Raven to the balcony of the magazine office and Qi Qi's office, and threw a small stone: "Put it there."

The raven grabbed the stone in the air and flew out through the open window.

Ronan has been training this stupid bird to make it more effective.

Under normal circumstances, people will subconsciously ignore a bird.

Ronan went to take a shower. When he came back, he received a text message on his cell phone. He opened it and saw that it was from Jess.

"I have arrived in the special zone."

"Got it." Ronan replied in the simplest way.

With the remote control at hand, I turned on the TV and tuned to the news channel, which happened to be broadcasting the fraud case of Quinn Company.

Among them is the indictment of Leonardo facing the camera.

After getting off the plane today, Ronan read the newspapers, and the entertainment pages were full of reports, and the public opinion was very influential. It is estimated that Jess has been promoted to the second rank.

According to Jess, the second level of the criminal system is called deception, which can effectively affect people's thinking and consciousness.

Ronan couldn't help but look forward to Jess. Maybe Jess can bring some surprises when he arrives in Washington.

Thinking of the two things Jess was asked to inquire about, the bald eagle and the Russians, especially the latter.

Ronan found another mobile phone, found the number Igor had left for him, and dialed it.

The connection was quickly made over there, and Ronan said softly, "I'm Ivan."

"Is something wrong?" It was Igor's voice.

Ronan asked, "When are we leaving?"

Igor said: "It is expected to be within ten days."

"I hope to have the opportunity to see you again."

There was silence over there, and Ronan hung up the phone.

There was the sound of wings flapping outside the window, and the raven bomb flew back and landed on the hanger.

Ronan asked, "Are you ready?"

The raven opened its mouth and called twice.

Ronan threw it a piece of roasted meat, took out Jess's carefully grilled crocodile meat, and ate dinner.

…………

North Hollywood at night.

A special service vehicle painted with the words FBI roared along Valley Avenue, turned into an upscale community, and stopped in front of a two-story single-family house.

Warrant Officer Flynn, who led the team, got out of the car first, followed by the blocker with heavy firepower, and the rest of the agents were silent.

The FBI has been impostor again.

Flynn gave an order softly: "Jay, lead someone to block the back! Blocker, you lead someone to break the door, follow my instructions!"

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

Flynn specifically reminded: "The target Thomas is a first-order exorcist priest in the church system. He is good at using modern firearms and has simple spell-like abilities. He can control it immediately..."

Inside the car, Blake, who was in charge of technical support, suddenly said to Mike: "Flint, thermal imaging shows that the room is empty!"

Flynn ordered: "Block the road, break the door!"

The mixed-race black soldier with a bald head stood in the way and led the assault team to the door from both sides. A man with a shotgun came over and smashed the door lock with one shot.

The tiger standing in the way kicked on the door, and under the tremendous force, the door flew out with a bang!

The special forces behind him immediately invaded with tactical actions.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

Various voices sounded in the headset.

Then there was the voice of the roadblock reporting: "Firestone, the house is empty."

Flynn immediately led Blake's technical team into the house, and as soon as he arrived in the hall, he saw a photo on the cabinet. It was a very beautiful black-haired woman. The photo frame was covered with dust and hadn't been wiped for a long time.

Blake said: "Yes, this is Catherine Virginia, who has secret ties to the confirmed Gordon bank robbery gang."

The Gordon bank robbery gang all died in the valley north of Los Angeles. The bullets on the bodies came from the gangsters in the Watts neighborhood, and all the gangsters were smashed to pieces by the Gatling Vulcan cannon.

Based on private communications with FBI agent Jack Wells, Flynn asked the Secret Service to do a lot of investigation and find some clues.

From the Vulcan Cannon, it can be confirmed that the one who killed the Watts gang in the valley and the one who killed the St. Nicholas Orphanage were all nail monsters.

Through the clues of the robbery gang, Catherine Virginia was found.

Flynn deduced that Catherine knew the nail geek, and found the house all the way.

But there is no room, no Thomas.

The technical team extracted traces. In addition to Catherine's fingerprints, other fingerprints were found, which were confirmed with the fingerprints extracted from the church. It was confirmed that Thomas had stayed here!

Flynn frowned and asked, "There is no Nail Man?"

"No." Blake shook his head: "Until now, I haven't got any fingerprints from the nail geek. This person is as clean as he has never committed a crime, and he hasn't left any fingerprints anywhere."

Flynn's phone rang, and he answered a few words, frowning even tighter.

Miss Jay came over, waited for him to hang up the phone, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Flynn said briefly: "Sergeant Slavt went to Catherine's hometown. The Virginia manor is empty. According to the locals, the people in the manor have been missing for a long time. The sergeant did not find anyone or the body, but judging by experience, A fierce battle broke out inside the manor not long ago!"

He took a long breath: "Under the manor, the sergeant found an altar. The Virginia family seems to be involved in the belief of an indigenous god."

Miss Jay reminded: "Indigenous people! Watch your words."

The stumbling block likes to go straight to the point: "Why are the gods of the aborigines involved? Why is this matter getting more and more complicated?"

"I've always believed that the Nail Man is just a disguise, and there are other identities behind him." Flynn kept calm and thoughtful: "Although this time it came to nothing, the clues are leading us closer to the Nail Man step by step. You have to peel off his skin and see what's inside!"

Jay said at this time: "There is another clue. It has been verified that the former boss of the Watts gang, Dominique, and his girlfriend Letty died in the valley. Maybe there is a clue in the Watts neighborhood."

Flynn said: "Letty is a voodoo witch, and there is voodoo behind it. We can only report it to the higher authorities to deal with it. As long as the agreement signed back then is recognized by the higher authorities, we cannot act against voodoo without authorization. Don't Forget, that voodoo emperor is still alive."

After the Civil War, the Voodoo Cult signed the Westward Expansion Agreement and moved from the east to the west. It was a disguised surrender. The Washington authorities kept them. in the knife.

In the process of moving westward, the voodoo religion often cooperated with the military to attack the Indians.

The authorities are also very generous, giving them a block in Los Angeles as a living space.

When leaving the house and getting into the car, Flynn walked with Jay: "You inform the External Liaison Office of the Special Affairs Bureau and let them spread the news of Letty's death to the Watts block."

Jay knew what he meant right away: "Push voodoo to get revenge on the Nailman? Those niggas are nuts and could do that."

Later, news from the External Liaison Office of the Washington Bureau of Special Affairs reached the Voodoo Cathedral in the Watts neighborhood of Los Angeles.

But Letty's teacher, voodoo instructor Marie Love, has no time to deal with it.

In the Watts block, in a special textile factory, in an underground workshop with snow-white walls, Morgan, who learned to wear white clothes, stood in front of the loom of fate.

Ma Rui stood behind him with her hands tied.

"Dom and Letty's death is not in a hurry." Morgan put Ma Rui's information into the inlet of the fate loom, and said slowly: "You have reached the peak of the second level, and the concentration of magic power is continuously increasing, and promotion is impossible." Delay."

Ma Rui bowed her head: "Everything is obeyed by the teacher!"

Morgan looked back at her: "In the past few months, I have refused to activate the loom of fate, let the stone of fate absorb magic power, and accumulate energy, which is to give a destiny revelation for your promotion. When you are promoted from a second-level voodoo priest to a It is easy for a third-tier sorcerer to take revenge."

Ma Rui clearly distinguishes the importance: "I will be promoted first." But the student who has been trained for many years died, and he couldn't calm down: "When I succeed in promotion, please ask the mentor to start the loom of fate again to find out the whereabouts of the strange nails. I will personally help Lai." Revenge!"

Speaking of this, she thought of Lana and Queenie who died in Mexicali: "And that Ronan."

Morgan slapped on the fate loom, and a light flickered on his body: "Fate, you little watch, start it!"

The materials related to Ma Rui's promotion were turned into countless thin threads, drilled into the thread inlet of the loom, and woven with other white silk threads to form cloth.

Maps and text appeared on the snow-white cloth.

Ma Rui took a big step forward. Looking carefully, the map became clearer and clearer. It turned out to be a map of California!

After waiting for the cloth to be woven, Morgan picked it up and handed it to Ma Rui: "Fate has revealed that your place of promotion is at the southeastern border of California, and the ceremony of promotion is despair and death."

Ma Rui solemnly accepted the white cloth from Morgan.

Morgan said: "Go, go and pursue your own path of despair and death."

Ma Rui packed the cloth, left the textile factory, and returned to the voodoo cathedral. She took the voodoo doll, zombie potion and voodoo box away, her eyes suddenly turned white, and then returned to normal.

Soon, there were footsteps coming from the church, and a strong black man with a stiff face came over.

Ma Rui took the puppet and drove to southeastern California to embark on her third-tier promotion road.

…………

In the morning, Ronan came to the magazine and went to Pingqi's office first.

Ping Qi is the person in charge who led the team to set off today. He came very early. Looking at the time, he teased Ronan: "Slept alone last night? He arrived at the company on time."

Ronan glanced at the balcony on one side, where the stone from last night was placed on the shelf beside the glass window, and replied casually: "If we don't work harder, how will the bosses change the villa next year?"

The two female models who came to the door of the office happened to hear this, and Carolina, who was extremely tall, couldn't help laughing.

Ronan heard the laughter and turned around to say hello: "Good morning, cover girl."

Carolina, who worked with Ronan once, responded with a smile: "Good morning, artist."

Ping Qi introduced another dark brown-haired female model: "This is Katie."

Ronan nodded: "Good morning."

Unlike Carolina, Katie is a typical European-style model, born with a high-end face, and her chest and back are almost as flat.

Afterwards, the costumer and stylist also rushed over, and held a pre-departure creative meeting in Pingqi's office.

The two female models could only listen. They were far away from the level of supermodels and had no right to speak.

Most models are just puppets in the hands of stylists, art directors and photographers.

At ten o'clock, the team assembled and set off on time.

In addition to the normal vehicles, a van and a large trailer accompanied the vehicle.

Before Ronan got into the car, he looked up and saw that the raven was standing on the roof.

The stupid bird will fly all the way with the convoy this time.

It's also a training session.

The shooting was planned for six days, and the destination was a small town called Park in southeastern California near Arizona.

In Ping Qi's words, it was a typical western town, very representative.

Not many people, only a few hundred permanent residents.

But the town was once glorious, with mountains and rivers nearby, waterfalls and pools brought about by the difference in terrain, mine pits that collapsed after mining, and old houses and refineries where a large number of people went to empty buildings.

"The waste and desolation caused by the catalysis of time and social development cannot be realized by the setting."

In the nanny's car, Ping Qi gestured and said: "I have been there once, and the decadent sense of art makes people addicted."

Ronan said deliberately: "Be careful that there are perverted killers in those places."

Carolina asked, "A freak killer?"

Katie has watched a lot of Hollywood movies, and she unconsciously associates it with adding: "Hollywood horror movies are played like this. In a remote and deserted town, a group of strangers suddenly come. Kill them all, and imprison the beauties."

She hugged her arms, as if she was persecuted and delusional: "Why did I take this job? There is a pervert, what should I do if I am arrested? I don't want to be a tool for thanking the rain!"

Ronan looked at her senior face and her flat figure, but said nothing.

Ping Qi said: "I have been to Park Town and dealt with the people there, they are very simple." He looked at the quail-like Katie, who had a rich imagination, and said with relief: "Don't worry, we Bring three professional bodyguards."

Carolina said, "I see, the professional bodyguard you hired may not even be able to beat me."

Ronan asked, "Are you good at fighting?"

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