[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

A western-style building stands alone on the side of the road, backed by several tall trees.Midsummer was approaching, but the leaves of the sycamore tree were all withered and turned light brown, and they swirled and brushed to the steps in front of the building. The accumulated rainwater, together with the fallen sycamore leaves, piled up into a deep black mud.

When the wind blows, there is only a cold and damp smell and a smell of rotten water. The leaves that fell into the puddle no longer flutter, and the few that fell on the moss attached to the stone flower bed rolled around a few times.

A phantom flew upstairs through the closed door.All the lights in the room were on, and even though it was daytime, the heavy curtains with tassels were not closed, but the light coming in from the glass windows was like night, except for the sound of the wind brought by phantoms, the room was terribly quiet. Like a long-lasting electric light.

The door of the upstairs study room was open, and a dark green flame rose in the fireplace, reflecting the original red Persian pattern carpet in the study room into a blurred deep black.In front of the fireplace, a man was sitting on a large single-seater leather armchair, holding a charcoal pencil in his hand and drawing something.

A hoarse, howling-like whining sound came from the phantom.

This made You Qi turn to look at Xuying impatiently, "Have you forgotten the human form after living in hell for a long time?"

The phantom's voice trembled, and the dense fog instantly rolled into a woman's appearance, humbly bowing her head towards You.

You Qi raised his hand, and the charcoal pencil was still held between his index finger and middle finger, "You said, Gu Anlin is dead?"

"What Xuanjun did, there is nothing left."

"That's right, Gu Anlin reused the power he used for escaping to hide. If there is no chance, Xuan Nu can recognize him at a glance." A sarcastic sneer flashed across You Qie's face, "It's a pity he That body of strength, no matter what you say to be a mortal, his body of sins is just like ours, he can't even burn the [-]th floor of the hot oil pan, and only adding more sins can be the future, and turning back to the shore is just a false and crazy talk."

"There are still angels walking in this barbaric land, if..."

"No need, if you keep arresting me, those archangels should hunt me down before Xuan Nu."

"This is also a good opportunity. The power of the archangel can temporarily resist Xuanjun. My lord already has this power, but one point more can be regarded as adding wings to a tiger."

When a crack appeared on the eighteenth floor of hell and the ghosts fled, Gu Anlin's resentment had not disappeared for a thousand years, and his strength was even stronger. If it is invalid, he will be injured instead, and there will be no trace of Gu Anlin.

The glory of angels is a healing thing, and the soul is a magic weapon to enhance strength. In addition, when the battle of the apocalypse is about to start, countless angels are sent to the lower realm, which is convenient, especially if they arrest angels and form an alliance with Crowley. to this end.

"Then why don't you say that my taking Xuan Nu's power is just icing on the cake?"

The woman immediately fell silent.

You Qi looked at the image of the unfinished formation in his hand, and sighed with a smile, "I like his indifferent and speechless appearance, but the gaps in the eighteen layers also need to be deepened to prepare the objects that should be prepared." no more..."

Especially looking at the two beautifully dressed and decayed corpses lying by the window, this man and a woman were originally the owners of the house, "Give them puppetry and clean up the front yard."

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"Agent Graham?"

"You look awful."

"Give me the gun."

"Sit down on this couch."

"Abel Gideon is coming to Baltimore after he escaped from prison. He will want to find the Chesapeake Ripper. Maybe the telepathy between the serial killers will allow him to find the Ripper. Or kill a few people first, let The Ripper noticed him."

"Can you receive this telepathy? Use your empathy."

Fragmented pictures flashed in Will's dream, and the words rushed through his brain like the echo of the misty valley.His own heavy breathing woke him up, and Will knew he was in a dream, but he couldn't wake himself up.

It's like a drowning person desperately waving his hands and feet to get his head out of the water, but he can't touch the invisible water and can only slowly sink into the abyss.

This is the memory of the night when Abel Gideon was arrested. Will saw his original face in the dream at this time, not the vision brought by the poison.

boom--

"Huh—" The sound of gunfire finally completely broke Will's dream. He sat up suddenly, feeling the rapid breathing and dizziness in his temples with his clear mind. He kicked the quilt aside, but Xia Xing The night is not cold.

Will rubbed his face and looked across the bed, no one was sleeping next to him.

Where did Muke go?Will lifted the quilt and got out of bed, took one of the two water glasses on the table, and took a sip. The cold water moistened his parched throat.

He walked out of the bedroom, and saw the warm yellow light coming from the crack of the study door onto the floor, Will sighed softly, walked over, pushed open the half-closed door, Muke was sitting behind the desk, Leah Lying on his lap, he fell asleep holding Mu Ke's left palm spread out.

Mu Ke raised his head from the laptop screen, looked at Will, and said softly: "Hi."

"It's three o'clock in the morning." Will walked to the table and glanced at the Chinese characters on the screen.

"Well, I was afraid to wake you up."

"But actually, my own dream woke me up."

"Nightmare again?" Mu Ke frowned. Will's traits made him extremely vulnerable to the dream of spirits, but this does not mean that when Mu Ke was next door to him, those strange spirits could also go unhindered. Enter Will's dream.

"Not really, it's a continuation of some thoughts. What are you doing?"

"Some paperwork."

"To the Xiu'an Department?"

Mu Ke looked at the screen and nodded.

"I don't recall you ever writing these things before."

"For some unexpected situations, a report needs to be filled in."

Mu Ke himself did not need to submit a report to the Ministry of Security, but the three little monks he met the other night needed it, and Mu Ke, as a relevant person, had to give a report on the spot.

"Then you continue, I...sit for a while."

Mu Ke looked at Will and nodded, then returned his gaze to the screen.The square screen formed a spot of light in his eyes, carrying vivid water patterns.

This made Will couldn't help laughing, he randomly picked up a book and sat on the chair beside him.

Mu Ke's slow and rhythmless single-handed typing on the keyboard didn't bother Will, on the contrary, it made him gradually fall into clear thinking.

He dreamed of Abel Gideon.Someone gave him siren poison, made him hallucinate, and then killed Abel Gideon with Muke.

What would have happened if Abel Gideon hadn't been there?

Will looked at the words on the page, but the letters didn't enter his brain.The light from the desk lamp and the blue light from the computer mixed together and hit the right half of the page. Will's fingers were resting on the printed letters, and the oblique light cast a sharp shadow.

He was at the crime scene of the suspected Chesapeake Ripper that night, and the neighborhood was almost deserted at night, and Will wasn't a threat to anyone who didn't exist, and the bullet that shot Gideon was partly due to Gideon's attack intent.

If it wasn't for Abel Gideon, the poison would at most make Will fall ill and lie on the side of the road, waiting for a passer-by to take him to the hospital tomorrow morning, or be killed by some psycho killer in the middle of the night.But the chances of the latter were pitifully small, and it was just a mocking answer in Will's mind.

Even if the copycat was hoping for the real mind-controlling effects of the siren poison, but he didn't show up, that doesn't hold true.

So, the Copycat knew Abel Gideon was going to show up.Abel's appearance was indeed not a whim, it was the crime scene of the Chesapeake Ripper, and Chilton confused Abel's mind to make him believe that he was the Chesapeake Ripper, and Abel's self-recognition appeared Deviation, he is aware of his own deviation, following the Ripper's footsteps is to pursue his true self.

Abel Gideon would be there, and Will Graham would be there, and the effects of the venom would create a magical spark between them.This is what the imitator wants, so he uses poison to create an opportunity.

But what about the reason the two arrived at the same location - the Chesapeake Ripper?The Ripper's crimes have no fixed rules. No one knows when and where he will commit the next phase of the case, but there is a fixed time for Abel Gideon's trial.

The imitator needs to know the circumstances of Abel Gideon's case, which is not difficult. The media in Baltimore, like a hyena smelling blood, has been chasing this case frantically.But the media didn't know that Abel Gideon wasn't the Chesapeake Ripper, especially after Chilton hyped his research.

The copycat knew who the real Chesapeake Ripper was, and he knew when the Ripper would strike.

No no no, that's not enough, the Ripper does it when he wants to, and Will knows it doesn't sound like the Chesapeake Ripper, but...

Will straightened up suddenly, and the book in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. Mu Ke raised his head, got up and walked over, bent down to pick up the book, and squeezed the crooked corner of the book back, ""Walden Pond" "? What happened to it?"

Will stood up abruptly, grabbed Mu Ke's arm, his eyes flashed with thoughts, and said in a trembling tone of excitement: "No, it's not "Walden Lake", and it's not Thoreau, this should be Leopold!"

"So?" Mu Ke glanced at the paperback book in his hand, and under the words "Walden Pond" on the cover was written Henry David Thoreau

"The copycat is the same person as the Chesapeake Ripper, just like the Ripper always did, the copycat continued his habit, he took Cathy Boyle's lungs and used..."

"toeat." Muke looked at the cover and said, Will was stunned when he heard it, Muke weighed the book in his hand, looked up into Will's eyes, and added, "You said, Leopold Germany. And the Chesapeake Ripper must be his opponent."

"Yes, yes." Will exhaled, and the answer he blurted out made his heart beat countless times faster, "I think I can put the profile for the Chesapeake Ripper and the profile for the imitator in Together."

"He's right there with me, I've seen him, I've even talked to him, he's a sociopath, he's proficient in surgery, he might be a surgeon, so... he should be rich, sane, calm, free on day time.. ...." Will scratched his hair, "Who could that be, I can't help it."

"Who do you think is antisocial around you?"

"Me?" Will pulled the corners of his mouth sideways.

Mu Ke shook his head, "He covered up his real self, which makes everyone suspicious, you need to get rid of your subjective impression."