Ex-boyfriends are gods

"Meow~" Al was woken up by the sound of the little white cat scratching the door persistently. When he opened the door with a yawn, the little guy jumped over, and then stuck his head against Al's. Ankle, how can not get rid of it.

Al walked a few steps, and it was too easy to step on the other party, so he could only lower his head helplessly, and hugged the little white cat in his arms.

The little white cat was not stable when held in his arms, trying to climb onto Al's shoulders, trying to stand up again, rubbing his head against his chin and neck.

Al is somewhat aware that this is the feline's way of showing affection and affection.

When we got downstairs, Al first changed the clean water for the little white cat, and then put some food.When the little white cat was eating happily, Al opened the door with the cat feces he just shoveled.

After going down the steps, Al lowered his head, and sure enough, he saw a large fresh leaf on the steps, and on it was a bag of folded clean kraft paper.

Al threw away the cat feces first, then picked up the kraft paper and opened it, which contained dried cranberries.The dried cranberries have been dried very well. Even though they are shriveled, they still have a sweet and slightly sour aroma, and the color of each cranberry is ruddy, which looks very attractive.

Al looked around, he forgot to ask yesterday, Warwick knew he lived here.So, hadn't Warwick sent the things that were left at his door every morning?

Picking up a piece of dried cranberry, Al tentatively put it into his mouth for the first time.There is a hint of sourness, but there is a sweetness in the sourness, which is a good appetizer.

After thinking about it, Al accepted this gift for the first time.

……

In the corner of an extremely hidden street in the distance, a quiet corner where a person wrapped in a black cloak is.From time to time he looked up occasionally, but the thick and messy 'hair' covered his face, his sight...

He was like a monster, rotting away in this remote and dark corner.No one cares, even if someone finds out by chance, the other party will leave quickly to prevent themselves from getting into unexpected trouble.

But all of a sudden, this weird man wrapped up in his body let out a few deep and strange laughter, revealing obvious joy.

"Let's go, you want to die." A faint voice came, the voice was very soft, but it was very clear to the strange man's ears.

The weirdo seemed a little reluctant, but after hesitating for a while, he jumped up.Good jumping ability allowed him to climb straight to the top of the wall, he lowered his body, jumped off the other side with ease, and disappeared into this hidden urban street.

……

Al didn't wait for Mori to come after finishing his breakfast, and when he thought about it, Al understood that it must be the matter of the Roccodo Police Department that stopped the other party in his footsteps.

After changing his clothes, Eldo put some food for the little white cat, and went directly to the police station by himself.It turned out to be good, as soon as we arrived outside the police station, there were people from the newspaper office, and some people even put up banners, expressing that the murderer would be severely punished.

"What's going on?" Al went to several detectives, just as Bille was also maintaining order, and saw that it was Al who let him in.Al entered the police office in one breath, and ran into Stephen right away.

"What's wrong?" Al asked curiously.

Stephen was bearded and said angrily: "The deaths of Luo Zi and Waller have been confirmed. Although no corpses or bones were found, their heads were found."

Al had read the disappearance report from the police department before, in which Roz was the owner of the tailor shop, and Waller was a lawyer.They were the next two people who went missing after Rose Smith and Banalun disappeared.

"Where did you find it? And what happened to the people at the door?"

This is not Al's previous life, and the overall communication is not so developed.Theoretically, as long as the Police Department is willing to conceal it, there won't be such a big battle.In addition, even if you want to solve the case, you have to give the police department time.

"What's going on!?" Stephen rubbed his scalp irritably, he hadn't washed his hair for several days, he felt a little uncomfortable, "That damn bastard is provoking us, he put the heads of Roz and Valer on them doorstep.

can you knowWhat a backlash this caused when their heads were found in the morning.Things are too bad, fear gathers together with various people who are afraid or simply want to make something happen, and then it becomes like this on the outside. "

Al subconsciously touched his stomach, he was eating breakfast.Although he didn't see Roz and Valer, just imagining it made Al feel a little uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.

"That's right, God knows when I saw it in the morning, I spit out the acid water, and I have to put them in the bag." Bi Le, who came in to get something, said smoothly.

Al shook his head, simply didn't think about it, and then looked around, "Huh? Where's Morrie?"

Stephen shook his head, "You just went out half an hour before you came, and he knew you would come, so he specially asked me to wait for you in the lobby. If you want to know anything, just ask me."

Morrie was very thoughtful... Al fell silent unconsciously. It has to be said that as Morrie stayed by his side for a long time, Al has gotten used to him.

Lazy, out of tune, talking flirtatiously from time to time, but sometimes serious... And, Al can see that Morrie is really serious about protecting him.

Compared with Stephen, his relationship with Morrie is actually better now.

Rubbing between his brows, Al motioned for Stephen to sit down and rest for a while, and then asked: "Morrie came over yesterday, didn't he say that there is evidence? What did you find?"

"Wait a minute." Stephen got up and left, and after a while, he brought some things.

"As of now, there are still detectives at the garbage dump. In addition, the garbage transported by Wuduxin is also being sorted out. We want to find out if we can find other body parts of Valer and Roz. "

Al frowned.

Stephen's tone was a bit low, "During the search yesterday afternoon, we found another bag of domestic garbage. There were some animal feces in it, and the most important thing was that we found a piece of broken blood-stained clothing inside.

Last night, the entire police department was dispatched to analyze the approximate time and area of ​​the pile of garbage, and after investigation, we found the owner of the clothes. "

"Who?"

"Mullon."

"Huh?" Al looked puzzled, Marlon wasn't one of the four missing people.So, who is this Mullen who pops up?

"A black mulatto, 21 years old, sells grilled sausages and baked bread at Simon Street in the famous foggy slum. He disappeared four days ago. But before he disappeared, he was very happy to tell another clerk that he Got a sum of money, so I plan to leave Simon Street and live outside.

He had very few friends there, and no one suspected him after saying goodbye to the limited number of friends, so no one came to the police department to report the crime. "

"Did he say where the money came from?"

Stephen shook his head, "Several of his friends asked, but he didn't answer. His friends suspected that he went to steal or picked it up, so they tacitly didn't ask any more.

In addition, the hair that was found was confirmed to be the hair of dogs and cats, and the feces in it were also confirmed.At present, there are already clues, but there are not enough agents.

Early in the morning, the director was contacting people. In the afternoon, a group of detectives could be seconded, and the investigation of the entire foggy city would be carried out at that time. "

"Where is Rosser Smith? Is there any news about him?"

The Smiths had come to him, and Al was involved in the case to help them find their son.Al still remembers Roser in the photo, he is really a boy who can make people sympathize with and love him.

Stephen sighed, he lowered his voice and said: "Actually, we can't be sure that the bones in Moores Forest belong to Banalun with only one ring.

Therefore, we suspect that after the murder, according to his brutality, he would not deliberately separate the bones at all.In other words, the bones contained in a bag may belong to one person, or two or three people.So far, the heads of Banalon and Roser haven't appeared yet, but from my personal point of view, I don't think he's still alive. "

Al understood what he meant. At present, Al can comfort himself by saying that Roser's body has not been found, so he may be alive.

But maybe, his bones were mixed in the forest.

Most of the bones have been eaten by animals and cut by sharp knives. In addition, the current scientific methods are far from mature, and they can't be distinguished in fact.

Stephen also wanted Al to be mentally prepared. Some time ago, Al had just seen a psychiatrist because of the basement case. Stephen didn't want him to have psychological problems again.

"I know, go get busy. I'll sit down for a while. If Morrie isn't here, I just happen to be going to a friend's house in the future. When you have definite clues about Rosser, I'll go to Mr. and Mrs. Smith Home."

Stephen didn't stay long, he was also very busy.

With his head down, Al quietly slipped away from the back door of the Police Department.The gates were all blocked, and the people from the newspaper office grabbed him and asked questions.

Along the way, Al looked a little dazed.

There are many things that he can't change at all, but he wants to make a wish for world peace.But what will happen in the world will definitely not depend on people's will.

He walked quietly on the road. When he saw a tailor shop, Al stopped. After thinking about it, he went in and bought a set of clothes.After going out, I went to buy some food.

He intended to see Warwick.

"Sir, where are you going?"

"Simon Street..." The moment Al got into the carriage, he suddenly felt his heart palpitate.It seemed that his heartbeat was irregular, the kind that made him feel a little sullen.

But at the same moment, Al's eyes widened suddenly, and his beautiful lake blue pupils shrank slightly.

Mullen!Mullen!

That's right, it's Mullen!

When Stephen said the name, Al always felt that something was wrong.He had heard the name Mullen before, the first time it had come from Warwick's mouth at the Cross Clinic, Doyle's office.

Warwick's first friend, Warwick said, Mullen worked in a sausage shop.Because he refused to talk to Warwick when he was busy, this even affected Warwick's enthusiasm for integrating into normal society.

Simon Street, Sausage Shop, Warwick, Mullen...everything is connected, the name may be the same, but it is impossible to match all the details.

Dr. Doyle had said that Warwick only liked talking to animals.Warwick also told him that he had dogs and cats...

"Lonely people who live in isolation...maybe have mental disabilities..." Al recalled Dr. Doyle's guess about one of the murderer's possibilities, and everything combined together, which made Al feel that all the fog in front of him suddenly dissipated, The truth inside was just a step away from unfolding before his eyes.

He's going to see Mr. Doyle one more time!

The author has something to say:

I have a job as my main job, and writing is a hobby, so I was very lazy during this time, and the few manuscripts I saved exceeded my expectations, o(╥﹏╥)o

I found that there are not many manuscripts saved, and I originally wanted to release them all at once, so I am a little bit reluctant

Also, I might have to revise the rest of the outline a bit.This supernatural part is a bit dangerous, and I may have to go faster~

I have also understood jj these few days, I feel helpless, and I am also a little angry at the actions of jj's management.So, take another look.

Refill, love you~