[Zhongyingmei] Brother does not follow the plot

Each was brought up with a guilty conscience, Sam and Dean turned their faces away at the same time, not looking into each other's eyes, but accepted the other's request.

Sam stayed here and was rescued by the police as a wounded person.

Dean leaves with the demon Brady, but will be with Sam when disposing of him.

Sam returned the shotgun to Dean. He threw off his shirt and fell to the ground with the bottle holder in his hand, pretending to be unconscious.Dean carried the demon Brady on his shoulders, and ran towards the back door of the building following the path Sam pointed out earlier.

After 1 minute, Sam, who sensed that Dean had run out of the building, finally breathed a sigh of relief.He closed his eyes and let go of the restraint of the front door first.

With a loud bang, two policemen staggered into the building.

"The door is open!"

Before they could be overjoyed, they saw Sam lying beside the stairs in a very embarrassing state.

"There is someone here, and he is still alive."

"I'll go upstairs to check on the situation."

Just when a policeman walked past Sam and was about to go upstairs, Sam said softly in his heart: 【Burn. 】

In the room on the sixth floor of the former Collingwood Psychiatric Hospital near the west staircase, on the short blade, which was half submerged in the wall and only half an inch long, was used as the handle, strands of golden red appeared, and then exploded. And the golden red flame rose.

Sam closed his eyes, sweat breaking out on his brow.

"boom--!!!"

With a loud bang, golden-red fire waves broke through the windows on the top floor of the building.Starting from the top floor of the building, the golden-red flames were burning fiercely, illuminating the Channing Street at night as bright as day.

"what!"

"on fire!"

The fire was so fast that the rest of the floors were also burning as soon as the fire wave stirred up on the top floor.If someone carefully observes the burning flames in the building at this moment, they will be horrified to find that the fuel that supports the burning flames is not a combustible substance in the general sense of human beings, but an existence in the air that cannot be caught by the naked eye. It's like using air as fuel.

The ghosts who had been imprisoned in various parts of the building had no time to let out a scream. At the moment when the golden red flame wrapped around their bodies, their souls were reduced to ashes.Most of the souls were annihilated into nothingness in an instant, but a small number of souls were not completely burned after being engulfed by the flames. Fragments of light escaped from the place where the souls were annihilated, floating and disappearing in a place so weak that it can almost be ignored. In the negligible spatial fluctuations.

Such a big explosion happened suddenly, the police dared not continue to go upstairs to investigate.They picked up Sam, who was really unconscious this time, and hurried out the door.

The medical staff on the side hurried forward and helped Sam to the ambulance.

At this time, Sam's eyes, ears, mouth and nose began to ooze blood, and it was particularly shocking to look at.Although there was no trauma on the surface, the medical staff did not dare to delay and rushed the person to the hospital.

A passing impala slowed as the ambulance started.

The loud explosion made Dean's heart hang. After he stuffed the devil Brady into the trunk with a painting of a devil trap, he drove over.

Although it was Dean's suggestion to pretend to be unconscious and send him to the hospital, when he saw this scene, Dean couldn't help feeling nervous.He thought of Sam's pale face and cold sweat, and he couldn't be sure whether he was really dizzy or fake.

Dean slammed his fist on the steering wheel, the front of the car turned, and it was directly attached to the back of the ambulance.

The devil Brady can wait for Sam's inspection report before dealing with it. Sure enough, Sam is more important.

As the ambulance drove away, the golden-red flames surging in the building faintly showed signs of being out of control. The flames seemed to spread to the outside of the building, surging to engulf everything within reach.However, just as the flames were about to spread, the short black blade that released golden-red flames in the wall on the sixth floor suddenly dissipated.

Losing the source of the flames, the flames plummeted, and the initial aggressiveness was no longer there.

Sam closed his eyes, and the short black blade silently returned to his soul.And at the moment when the short blade returned to the soul, Sam's slightly weak breathing finally calmed down.

***

1650 Channing Street, the former site of the Collingwood Mental Hospital, was shocked by the fire accident once it was reported.

Compared with the loss of property caused by the fire, the death of eight people and the disappearance of five people are even more shocking.

Before the fire, the group of young people from Stanford University had called 911, claiming that monsters in the building attacked them and took their companions away.And many of these survivors had injuries on their bodies, which were diagnosed as sharp weapon injuries and bite injuries.

The police were skeptical of the monster's claim. They speculated that a group of psycho killers attacked and murdered the group of college students when they were having fun.Those perverted killers disguised themselves as ghosts, and put great psychological pressure on the victims while chasing and killing them.

The fire truck arrived here soon after the fire broke out, and the fire was extinguished very smoothly, and the damage to the property in the building was far lower than expected.The cause of the fire is still under investigation.

What happened that night is undoubtedly a tragedy.Some have lost friends, some have lost loved ones, some are confirmed dead, and some are unknown.

It was just dawn, and outside the building at 1650 Channing Street, the police cordoned off the news media who heard the news, but they couldn't stop an ordinary-looking yellow taxi.

The taxi stopped arrogantly less than an inch away from the cordon. When the policeman in charge frowned and walked towards the taxi, a blond man in a long camel trench coat stepped out of the taxi, raised his foot and walked towards the taxi. Crossed the cordon.

"Hey, sir, this place has been blocked and traffic is prohibited." The policeman hurriedly opened his mouth to stop him, but the man directly took out a poker card from his pocket and handed it to the policeman, saying: "Bud Caligari, a special agent from the Nophis Group clerk, the company sent me to deal with the accident."

The policeman took the poker card, and when he held it in his hand, the poker card had become a realistic work card, with Bud Caligari's name and photo on it.

"Mr. Caligari, this way please."

After checking the authenticity of the work permit, the police chose to let it go.After all, the building where the accident happened this time is private property. Since the Nophis Group sent people to deal with the matter, the police couldn't turn them away.

Bud Caligari put the cards that turned into playing cards at some point back into the windbreaker pockets, put his hands in the windbreaker pockets, and followed the policeman like a stroll in the courtyard, his eyes wandering behind the fire charred building walls.

"According to our investigation, your company lent this abandoned building for many years to the Nightmare Fraternity of Stanford University not long ago. They held a party here last night. There was an accident during the process. The cause of the fire is still under investigation. middle."

The police lightly concealed that those students were attacked during the party, and there were a lot of casualties.The suspect in the mouth of the victims is a ghost, and the police certainly cannot believe it.If it was a perverted murderer, they didn't find any suspicious people nearby.The perpetrator is still under investigation. It is not easy to tell the person in charge sent by the Nophis Group that the victim accused the ghosts in this abandoned building of murdering them, and it is very likely to cause the fire.

The police need evidence. How could they believe these nonsense remarks.

Especially what did those young people say about the reality horror show "Encounter in the Graveyard", the host Lance Preston... According to the police investigation, the show "Encounter in the Graveyard" has been suspended for ten years, Lance · Preston is a surefire missing person.Said that he came out to host the new issue of "Encounter in the Cemetery", and the police even suspected that these young people were so high that their heads were not clear.

Chances are, young people's wild parties are always accompanied by marijuana, and this situation is repeatedly prohibited.

At the beginning, Nophis Group lent this place out of concern for the friendship with the Wright family, but now I am afraid it will regret it.There is also the missing Brady Wright, the second young master of the Wright family. His disappearance is also a headache for the police.

The police picked and picked and said everything they could say, and Bud Caligari, as the commissioner dispatched by the Nofes Group to deal with the matter, had a calm face.He walked in the building after the fire, and wiped his fingers lightly on the wall, his hands were covered with black ash.

Budd Caligari stayed in the post-disaster building for about 10 minutes before leaving.Seeing him leave, the police at the scene were all relieved.

During the investigation and evidence collection, what the police are most tired of is the participation and pressure of capitalists.The Nofes Group is one of the top [-] consortiums in the United States. At some point, its huge wealth can turn into a power that is difficult to contend with.

Unfortunately, with another half hour to go, the police realize they were reassuring too soon.

Because the real Nofes Group special commissioner had just got off the plane at this time.As for Bud Caligari, who walked back and forth at the scene and asked a lot of questions about stepping on the line, it is a pity that he was not sent by the Nophis Group.

After walking out of the building, Bud Caligari got into a yellow taxi waiting on the side of the road, and the middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat turned his head.He didn't ask Bud Caligari about the destination, but asked familiarly: "Did you find anything?"

Obviously, the two of them were in a gang.

Bud Caligari did not answer, he stretched out his right hand covered in black ash, his blue eyes fixed on the blackness on his palm, and he spoke a long and obscure incantation: "Shmayaneelageree..."

The ancient syllables spit out from Bud Caligari's mouth. In the slightly gloomy tone, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the black ash on his palm.Although it was only for a moment, the man in the driver's seat beside him subconsciously raised his hand to cover his sore and tearful eyes.

When the man put down his palm tentatively and looked over with reddish eyes, Bud Caligari was already slumped on the seat with a tired expression, but his right hand, which was originally covered with black ash, was clean.

"John." The taxi driver was not surprised by the strange scene just now, and asked directly, "What is that?"