[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

"Garrett Jacob Hobbs. He has a hunting lodge in Minnesota, full of antlers, where he handles 'game'. When I took Abigail back to continue the investigation At that time, we found Marisa Shore's body hanging on the antlers in that wooden house." Will frowned,

"Cassie Boyle's body was treated in the same way, naked on antlers, placed in a field by the murderer, and when we arrived at the scene, scavengers were pecking at her body. I thought it was The imitator of the Minnesota Shrike, Nicholas Boyle, did the case, but...he was killed by Abigail."

"Georgia Macy will know who killed herself."

"Yeah..." Will looked at Muke, "How credible is her words?"

"Her soul is very weak, and she doesn't have much sanity. What drives her to see you is her obsession. She can't lie. The only thing that can lie is the truth, which is what her eyes see." Mu Ke replied, Raising his hand and hooking it in the air, a black and red mist condensed, "She was attacked before."

"She wanted to tell me that the copycat killed her, but the copycat wasn't Nicholas Boyle. Who attacked her ghost?"

Mu Ke took out a small jade bottle and put the black-red mist into it. The residual energy after the magic attack was difficult to completely dissipate, and he couldn't hide in front of Mu Ke, "It's a demon, but I don't know this power Master, but demons don't need plastic combs, they can just start a flame. I'll ask someone."

"Why did the imitator burn Georgia Macy to death? Who is he imitating?" Mu Ke continued to ask.

"This imitator is a clever killer. His imitation did not come from obsession, it was just for fun and... imitation is not his purpose, he has his own means of killing. The imitation that runs counter to the original murderer is just to laugh at investigators The purpose of killing Georgia Macy was different, he disguised the death scene as a suicide, just wanted Georgia Macy to shut up forever, because he felt she was threatening him.

Marcie said there was another person at the scene of Dr. Sutcliffe's death, and her mental illness prevented her from recognizing the face, but the copycat still considered her a threat because she saw the copycat killing him. Dead Dr. Sutcliffe. "Will affirmed, "The murderer who killed Marisa Shore, Cathy Boyle and Sue Cliff and Georgia Macy is the same person.I have to go to Quantico, Dr. Sutcliffe and Georgia Macy's bodies are still in the freezer. "

Muke pulled Will, who was emotional, and said sternly, "Not now, Will. Check the time, your colleagues may not be in the laboratory right now."

"I need to tell Jack about this."

"He called or sent an email. You need to control your emotions and organize your words. On the surface, the two types of cases have nothing to do with each other. He will not simply believe you unless you are ready to tell him that Georgia exists in the world. The matter of Marcy's ghost."

Mu Ke's persuasion made Will calm down for a while, and he took back his steps, "I'll talk to him tomorrow."

He took a few breaths of moist air, smiled at Muke, led him into the house, picked up Winston who was looking at the door with his head stuck out, and put him back into the pack of dogs in front of the fireplace.Will loves the dogs, but has to admit that the pack sometimes bothers him and Muke.

"Where did you go today?" Will asked, reopening the refrigerator and taking out the ingredients he brought back.

"The Ministry of Xiu'an asked me to go there." Mu Ke picked up the sandwich that Will had put on the table before and took a bite, "ERT caught a house-robber, one of the ghosts who escaped from hell. The Ministry of Xiu'an wants Take him away, but ERT refused with the extradition clause."

"Seize the house? What is that?"

"A kind of spell that can occupy other people's bodies." Mu Ke originally thought that the power of the ghosts who escaped from the eighteenth floor was enough to keep their spirit bodies walking in the human world, and there was no need to do such things as seizing the body.

The last time Muke dealt with the problem of house seizure was in the second half of the last century, when the number of monks or monsters who smuggled into the United States for various reasons increased sharply, and house seizure suddenly became a good way to integrate into a new environment.

"Like a ghost possessed?"

"It's similar, but it's different. As long as you have enough strength and know the process of casting a spell, anyone can take another person's house, not necessarily a ghost. After taking the house, the original soul in the body will either dissipate or become the nourishment of the new owner. The damage to the soul is irreversible."

"They asked you to help negotiate?" Will felt that he couldn't imagine such a scene.

"No, I'm not in charge of the negotiations. The military wants to keep him in the United States for research, but they don't admit that there is no way to control him. The Ministry of Civil Affairs wants to bring him back, but this is not the only way, they don't care about a The life and death of the evil ghost." Mu Ke said, "The Ministry of Xiu'an asked me to kill the evil ghost."

"In front of the high-level military?" Will raised his eyebrows.

"At the negotiating table," Mu Ke thought of the disbelieving and terrified expressions of those high-level American officials, and felt a little funny. I come, it is justified. Even if I take him back, he will still die under my sword hundreds of years later."

When Mu Ke said this, Will turned his head to look at him, his expression was still calm, Mu Ke didn't enjoy his work on the eighteenth floor, nor would he hate it.He's not a bloodthirsty lord, but he's not a saint either.But the glint of the black pool in his eyes fell on Will, and Will picked up a thin slice of freshly cut ham and stuffed it into Muke's mouth.

"Hmm." Mu Ke's voice was blocked for a moment.

"I've never seen your sword."

"I didn't bring it with me when I came to the world. It is still inserted on the boundary stone of the eighteenth floor of hell. When I am not around, it will kill ghosts for me."

"Hmm..." Will was silent for a while, and the night light shone through the glass in the kitchen on the marble countertop, with a faint blue luster, dispelling the sweltering atmosphere of the night, and he still asked the question he wanted to ask the most. "What are you up to these days?"

Mu Ke replied without hesitation, "I have some ideas. Do you still remember the allergic reaction you had on the night you killed Abel Gideon?"

"Remember, the doctor said there was no allergen found."

"I know the allergen. It's siren venom. It makes you hallucinate. But in the past six months, I haven't found any signs of siren activity in Virginia or Maryland. They usually only use them when catching prey. venom."

"You mean... someone poisoned me?"

"Yes, the siren's venom could originally control the mind of the poisoned person, but this effect was blocked by the power in your soul, and you just had some hallucinations." Mu Ke thought for a while and continued, "Your report about the imitator The point of view gave me some associations, the cases he imitated all revolved around you, he knew you, or he was someone you would come into contact with."