I’m A Detective In The American Movie World

Chapter 69: photo album

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It is necessary to emphasize one point here, that is, unless it is extremely critical, very critical, and the most dangerous moment of earth-shattering, never try to jump from the second or third floor.

The second and third floors don't sound high, nor do they look high, but there are many cases of death and injury caused by rash jumping from the second or third floors.

If you are faced with a situation where you have to jump, it is best to need a rope or a soft object underneath.

Unless you have the same physique as Sherron, which is beyond ordinary people.

Or like Jamie, he smashed his butt on two mummy puppets. The two mummy puppets were directly smashed into pieces, but Jamie didn't do anything.

But looking at the other mummy puppets coming around, Jamie may not be in trouble.

Fortunately, at this moment, Xie Lun descended from the sky, waving two chair legs, smashing the mummy puppets around him and flying them away. Then he grabbed Jamie and killed him out of the crowd.

"Get in my car"

"Shit, get in my car"

Unable to tolerate Jamie's refusal, Sherron directly stuffed him into the passenger seat of his car. Then he slid over the front hood and got into the car neatly.

There's no way, Tina can't control the car without inserting the car key. But no matter what, Sherren would not leave the car keys in the car.

Quickly inserting the car key, the engine roared immediately. Without Xie Lun's control, the sports car automatically shifted into reverse gear, reversed, bumped into the rushing crowd, then shifted into forward gear, reached a speed of 100 meters in 2.6 seconds, and roared away.

"Too fast, the speed is too fast"

Jamie gripped the armrest tightly and screamed miserably.

Xie Lun said angrily: "Stop howling, let me see what you found."

Looking at the self-driving car, Jamie's face turned pale, and he hurriedly handed the thick black book in his arms to Sherron, and then quickly fastened his seat belt.

"What is this stuff"

"Album"

Seeing Xie Lun's suspicious eyes, Jamie hurriedly explained, "It's not an ordinary photo album. You'll understand when you open it and take a look."

Xie Lun took a deep breath and slowly opened the first page of the album.

One hundred and forty years, the end of the Civil War.

The extremely remote and backward town of Farravens did not suffer much from the setbacks of the war. Except for donating a sum of money to the north and the south respectively, the residents of the town still live their lives as they want.

But this peaceful life, which seemed to remain unchanged for another hundred years, was completely broken with the arrival of a female puppeteer named Mary Shaw.

"This is my brother, this is my dad"

Jamie's lips trembled slightly as he pointed to the photos in the album and explained.

"As for this woman, although I can't remember her appearance, the name written under the photo should be my mother."

Jamie couldn't hold it in any longer, and burst into tears.

Xie Lun's face was also very ugly, because the album was not a simple portrait, but a photo of the person made into a puppet.

Looking at the lifelike, but pale-faced, carefully dressed dolls with red cheeks, Xie Lun felt a little nauseous, even if they were killing people without batting an eyelid.

The thick photo album contains at least hundreds of photos by rough calculation. In other words, there are at least hundreds of dead souls hidden here.

And this photo album is also a few years old, because the first few album pages are not photos, but portraits, indicating that cameras did not exist at that time, or had not yet begun to become popular.

"This is all Mary Shaw's doing"

"Absolutely," Jamie gritted his teeth and said, "Look at the first page of the album, it's that weird nursery rhyme. And on the last page, it's the portrait of Mary Shaw when she was burned to death, and Where the body was buried.”

Xie Lun shook his head: "This just means that this photo album does not belong to Mary Xiao. Maybe Mary Xiao did everything back then, but now these things should be the good deeds of your stepmother, Ella."

"Why?" Jamie said bitterly, "Without any injustice or enmity, why would she do such a thing?"

"Either he is a descendant of Mary Shaw, or he is her admirer."

There was one thing Sherron didn't say, and there was another possibility, that is, Ella might have been possessed by Mary Shaw.

Or maybe she is Mary Shaw herself

"But no matter what the situation is, there is a problem if she leaves this photo album." Sherron looked at Jamie quietly, "She is guiding you to dig into Mary Shaw's past."

Jamie was a little confused: "Where did you see it?"

"It's very simple, whether she told you nursery rhymes about Mary Shaw through your father's mouth. Or she deliberately left this photo album to let you know what Mary Shaw has done. All of them reveal this information, that is, let you find it. Mary Shaw’s grave.”

Xie Lun closed the photo album and said in a deep voice: "This is a conspiracy. She killed your wife to lure you home. And she left this photo album to force you to follow the path she paved."

"Why"

Sherron shook his head.

Jamie took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, I want to see what secrets are hidden in Mary Xiao's grave."

"More likely, there is some terrible trap hidden there, just waiting for us to step into it."

Xie Lun took over the driving rights of the car with a grim expression. Guided by the map left in the photo album, he drove the car along the rugged dirt road for a long time before stopping in front of a lake.

"It should be here." Sherron stood by the lake, looking at the hazy buildings hidden in the mist in the distance, and frowned, "Could that be Mary Xiao's grave?"

"There is a pier and a boat here," Jamie said solemnly, "Let's row over and take a look."

"Even the boat was prepared for us. It's so considerate."

Sherron sneered and shook his head.

This time he brought all the weapons and equipment, and even tied a scimitar to his calf, just for close combat.

After everything was ready, Sherron and Jamie got on the boat and carefully rowed to the other side of the lake.

At this time, the sun had set, and white mist was still rising from the lake. Even if Xie Lun turned on the strong flashlight, it would not be able to illuminate very far.

I don’t know how long they rowed, maybe five or six minutes, but maybe almost half an hour, when a pier that was obviously in disrepair appeared in front of Xie Lun.

Sherron jumped on first, and then pulled Jamie up after making sure the surroundings were safe. Then Jamie was in charge of lighting, Sherron held the gun, and the two of them slowly walked inside one after the other.

After walking past the pier and coming to the building hidden in the fog, Sherron and Jamie saw clearly that it was a tall, dilapidated Western-style theater.

The wooden walls were full of holes, perhaps because it was built on the water, and the surrounding area was wet and covered with moss.

Looking at the dark theater door in front of me, it looked like a monster hidden in the darkness, with its blood-spouting mouth open. Jamie swallowed nervously, looked back at Xie Lun, and when Xie Lun nodded, he walked in with some trembling steps.