[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Isaac is rarely sure about something, but when it comes to the first scene of a crime, he can be sure.

Eva Ivanov was still watching him, hoping to get some information from him that she had overlooked.This matter is too important to her, if even the location of her father's murder has been tampered with by others and she didn't realize it before...

She seemed to feel that the sense of security that had been surrounding her was gradually disappearing.

"It's just a feeling," Isaac said.

"You said that you are not a psychic." Eva Ivanov stared at Isaac closely, not letting go of any small movement of his, even if it was as small as a twitch of eyelashes.

"I'm not." Isaac nodded, "But with so many cases in my hands, I always have an intuition, and this intuition has not made a mistake so far."

"It's hard to believe." Eva Ivanov scowled, trying to put more pressure on her.

"The fact is here, and it's hard to deny it." Isaac didn't evade at all, "This matter, at least among my colleagues, is not a secret."

"Is that why you got promoted faster than everyone else?" Eva Ivanov stepped back, knowing she couldn't get more from Isaac.

"One of the reasons, maybe." Isaac also relaxed his tone, "I want to know what information about me I learned through some not-so-legal channels."

"If this matter is resolved, I will send you a copy," Eva Ivanov said, "I can assure you, it will be interesting."

"Well, it may not be that easy," Isaac said. "I can't give you an exact location, but I can feel that somewhere in this house, something regrettable has happened."

Although the silly rabbits are concentrated in the place where the execution room is, there is nothing in other places.

"Good!" Eva Ivanov turned and walked towards the door, and when she put her hand on the handle, she suddenly smiled, "What do you think other people will gain?"

"Who knows?" Isaac walked behind with his hands in his pockets, "I'm also curious about the result."

Eva Ivanov smiled, turned the doorknob, did not hurry to go anywhere else, but stood at the door of the study, and the person guarding the door wisely gave her a place so that she could Have a good look at the situation in the study room.

Someone held a skeleton walking stick and chanted words, someone knelt on the ground and stabbed a bloody heart of an unknown animal with a knife, someone walked around with a pendulum, someone lit a handful of grass, and someone watched In the crystal ball, some people chanted words on the spot as if they were sensing something.

Isaac felt like his fingers were about to move, and he wanted to report to the police that there was a cult here.

Henry Franklin was originally staying in the study, staring at the few people inside with his eyes wide open. When he casually slipped to the door, he saw Isaac and immediately walked out on tiptoe against the corner.

"Hey, anything?" he asked under his breath.

"Great discovery." Isaac whispered cooperatively, "Where are the people inside? Has it always been like this?"

Henry Franklin shrugged, "The ones who felt it seriously were like this, and there were also those who went directly to search."

Without Henry Franklin saying much, Isaac knew who the people who got started were.He glanced inside again, and after making sure he didn't miss anything, he was a little surprised, "Why aren't they inside?"

"They said that they were guided by the spirit of old Ivanov, and now they are leading people to find the ring." But in fact, everyone knew what was going on. Although Henry Franklin wanted to laugh at the poor excuses of his colleagues, but I also know that if I go up myself, I will use the same reason.Thinking of this, he looked at Isaac, "What are you going to do?"

When meeting someone who would temporarily change the script, Henry Franklin felt that those conventional practices could be ignored.

"It's so interesting here, don't you plan to watch it for a while?" Isaac sneered, "There are also those who have been guided by the soul of old Ivanov. Is it possible that old Ivanov is a Voldemort attribute and likes to divide his soul into pieces? ?”

Eva Ivanov turned her head and glared at Isaac, but she was not very angry. What Isaac thought was exactly what she thought. Just now, an assistant told her what happened during her absence. Everyone who left the study led a soul of their father to find the ring. What did they do? How much do you want to divide your father into?

Because the goal was achieved and they successfully entered the house, those people didn't even make excuses, did they?

"Sorry." Isaac gestured, and was about to continue talking when another person came out from the study.

"Not here." Julie Wang can always bring a lot of pressure, whether it is expression or height, even though she bends down to communicate with people more easily. "There was no misfortune in that room."

Eva Ivanov nodded, "Go and find what you are looking for, as long as you can bring it back to me."

Julie Wang nodded, and strode towards the other side of the corridor.Eva Ivanov nodded to one side and followed alone.

When the people walked away, Isaac sighed softly, "Wow."

Henry Franklin didn't react at first, but watched Julie Wang off with some confusion.But soon, he came back to his senses and stared at Isaac with wide eyes, unable to believe it.

Do the routines need to be so deep? !Isn't it bullying to give a false location for others to sense?

Isaac looked back calmly.

Henry Franklin wiped his face, and silently cried tears of sympathy for his colleagues who were fooled away.

You are all good hunters, but the fox is too cunning.

He finally understood why Issac wanted to get Eva Ivanov's favor even if he was passive and sabotage. Just like now, everyone else was fooled away. He only stayed outside for a while, and someone gave him a spoiler !

"Aren't you going to visit other places?" Eva Ivanov looked at Isaac, "Aren't you worried about being preempted by others?"

"To be honest, the importance of that matter has been put on the back burner." Isaac looked into the study, "I just want to know how many people in there can sense the real situation."

Henry Franklin wanted to cover Isaac's mouth so much, can he stop working passively just to satisfy his curiosity?He hadn't forgotten that one of the missions they received was to find out the situation in the house as much as possible, and it was best not to leave any corners behind, so that they could draw a floor plan when they came out.It's not that the intelligence department wants to do something with the floor plan, it's just that the desire for control is causing trouble, and they are not used to having a place that is not under their control.

However, Isaac would ignore him. He and Henry Franklin's identities were fundamentally different, although now it seemed that the one who wanted to complete the task was more dedicated to his country.

After brushing off several parallel importers who were obviously gibberish at a glance, last season's champion Alexander Schops came out.

It can be seen that Eva Ivanov also has great expectations for him, especially when he said that the crime scene he saw was different from the study room.

"That room wasn't that big, there were no books, it felt cold and there was a kind of fear in there, but it wasn't mine, and it wasn't your father's. Someone shot him in the chest, two shot, one of which hit his lungs, which made it hard for him to breathe, and the blood was coming out of his mouth, and he felt very sad. Then, the second shot, shot him in the heart, and he stopped breathing." Alexander Scheps touched his skeleton cane, "But in the gap between those two shots, your father took off the ring with a motion covering his chest, and then... I don't see it, the ring should have been thrown in A very dark place, not in the study."

Eva Ivanov's jaw tightened, "Yes, my father was shot twice, one in the lung and the other in the heart."

Isaac... Well, out of materialism, Isaac really wanted to wonder if this gentleman was an accomplice.

"Can you communicate with my father's soul? I know you have the ability to communicate with the soul." Eva Ivanov looked at Alexander Sheps expectantly.

"But your father's soul is not here." Alexander Schops refused. "I can hardly feel his soul. His soul seems very weak, like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time."

"So, can you find the ring?" Eva Ivanov asked. "The ring should be in this house, right?" After seeing Alexander Schops nod, she continued, "Here Every door is open for you, if you can find the ring."

"I'll do my best," Alexander Schops said without boasting, "but I'm not that good at finding things."

"Just do your best," said Eva Ivanov.

Isaac watched Alexander Schops away with an almost admiring look.

"Well, it seems that your intuition is correct." Eva Ivanov looked at Isaac, "This is really not the place where my father was killed."

"Don't ask a few more people to confirm?" Isaac looked away.

Eva Ivanov shook her head, "It's almost there."

Isaac wanted to say something, but suddenly changed the subject, "Since this is the case, then I have to start to act, and I must not be left behind."

Henry Franklin was so moved that he wanted to cry, because of someone's sudden awakening.

Eva Ivanov looked at Isaac who seemed to be being chased away by something, feeling puzzled.In the next second, another player who came out appeared in front of her.

Marilyn Carroll.

She had just completed the sacrifice, and a not-so-shallow wound was cut in her palm, but she didn't care about it, but let the gushing blood flow down her wrist to her arm, leaving a tortuous and cruel blood color trace.