Psychological Control

Chapter 110

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"Crack" sound, the sound of the clip being buckled. Dillon put the pistol in the leather holster at the back and checked the spare gun at the ankle. Both Rhett and the detective looked at Dillon's movements with a cold sweat on their faces and looked at each other, although his expression was still the same as before, with a cold and calm expression on his face. But they just felt that something cruel was about to happen...

"Is it really necessary to bring a spare... You don't necessarily need to fire..." Reid said vainly, twisting his hands holding the monitor. The situation that came out of the listener before was the culprit that caused Dillon's current state.

What was originally thought to be a case of missing persons suddenly turned into seven serial murder cases, and there was also a hostage or attempted murder victim Brian in the other's hands. It's no wonder that Dillon wasn't too nervous about Brian's status quo at first, but suddenly became tense.

"Be prepared." Dillon's tone of response was smooth, his voice was low and frighteningly cold, but the other two people present couldn't help feeling his anger.

The police car was parked about 100 meters away from the target building, while Dillon unfolded the structural design of the house that he had obtained by unspeakable means. Every corner of the surveillance camera and the location of the siren were marked, and Dillon himself drew a few spots that he thought were suspicious.

"The drawings filed by the construction company must have been revised. According to Brian, he is in the basement, so we should check these places without the load-bearing walls of the house. The underground space in these places is enough to build a house. Big basement." Dillon gestured to his sign for Rhett and his police friend.

"Frank and I, after the two of us went around from the back garden, we checked the guest room first, then the study room, and finally the most likely place, the studio that was added later." He explained to Rhett his Arranged, infiltrating operations were made by him along with his equally trained friends. "You'll be notified by radio once we've identified the basement entrance."

"Then I'll knock on the front door and make some noise to get her out of the basement with only one entrance. I'll keep getting her attention until you get Brian out of the basement." Rhett didn't need him The follow-up explanation of , and the interface itself.

"I have just filed the case of the disappearance of the model named Adam Sugarman with the police station. Even if something happens after that, we can use it as an excuse to find clues related to his disappearance." Police officer Frank also said, "Although some Far-fetched, but at least there is paperwork as a guarantee."

Although Sophia has been very careful in the preliminary preparations, such as converting the wine cellar into a basement and modifying the drawings, and for example, the victims who are looking for are young people who can easily cover up the fact of disappearance. But she didn't know if she was too confident in herself, or she was just a little careless, because she was very relieved about committing crimes in her own home, so she didn't even prepare a way back.

Dillon and Frank circled in from the back garden section of the house, spent five minutes working out the sequence of camera changes and intervals, and quickly planned a route that would completely avoid them.

Avoiding the camera to avoid leaving evidence of trespassing, they walked all the way. In the seemingly empty villa, they first checked the guest room and study, and they went directly into Sophia's studio without finding anything too suspicious. As soon as he entered the studio, the most conspicuous thing that caught Dillon's eyes was the drawing display where the silk backing had been pulled up, destroying the entire composition.

Lightly walking into the studio, but approaching five steps away from the entrance of Sophia's well-decorated basement, Dillon noticed the difference between the door that was opened and closed and could not collect dust and the surrounding wooden floor. .

He walked to the wooden floor, squatted down and pressed his ear to the floor, and after a while, he gave Frank, who was waiting at the door, a gesture of finding the target. Unlike the solid wooden floor and the ground cement layer, there is only one layer of entrance door panel that is not too thick. If you put your ear on it and listen carefully, there will be a louder reverberation than other floors.

After the two of them confirmed the entrance range, they only needed to hide in the next room and tell Reid to call the door from the front door, attract Sophia to come out of the basement, and then go in and save people by themselves.

Brian was awakened by the tingling sensation of blood circulating in his hands and feet after Dillon was let down from the ropes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Dillon's dark-faced face and the weapon at his feet that could not help but be noticed, and he couldn't help but be startled, sturdy.

"Dillon..." Brian said with some guilty conscience, "Are you here?... The seven missing people, including Adam Sugarman, should be behind those seven paintings of fallen angels." Because the hands and feet were all damaged due to poor blood return Numbness and tingling, and the whole person is also a little weak because of dehydration, he can only lift his chin to indicate the direction.

"Are you having a good time?" However, Dillon didn't answer him, obviously he didn't want to be easily diverted. He waved his hand for Frank to check the mechanisms behind the paintings, and then asked Brian coldly as he massaged his numb hands and feet. "I checked that the last drug she gave you was a strong sedative and not something addictive."

"Haha, I guessed...she shouldn't waste those expensive drugs on someone she thinks is going to die." Brian laughed awkwardly, and then his dry throat made him cough. . "Cough...what's the situation now?"

"The worst case! Although she just gave you a tranquilizer, in that drawer, I also found more than one bottle of poison that can kill people! I don't know if you are too self-righteous or too Don't take yourself seriously." Dillon was not so easy to be fooled.

While holding Brian to his feet and holding his hands on his shoulders, he continued to press the anger in his heart and taught: "You have to know that no matter when you are on a mission in the army, we will You must also give priority to your own safety? This is not only responsible for your own personal safety, but also for your relatives and friends around you.”

"Or do you want to make all your previous efforts to Dexter go to waste?" He supported Brian with two steps, then turned to Frank and asked, "How's your side? If you find it The bodies of the other victims, take one up there."

Because Dillon didn't leave any room for Brian to talk back, he was choked and couldn't refute, so he had to lower his head and pretend to be unconscious. Fortunately, the first portrait of a fallen angel that Frank opened after he found the trap, the well-preserved corpse that appeared in it, which was frozen in formalin, temporarily saved him.

"I found the victim's body." Frank frowned and opened the freezer behind the other six oil paintings one after another, which happened to be as high as a person in the freezer. Died in a coma, so a corpse with a calm face at the time of death.

He looked at the seven freezers that felt particularly eerie and gloomy, and finally put his hand into the freezer closest to him where Adam Sugarman's body was placed, and took the person out. Out of the corner of Brian's eyes, he saw that Adam Sugarman, who was supposed to have long hair, had only short hair on the corpse at this time.

Frank carried Adam Sugarman's frozen and stiff body on his shoulders, turned around and nodded to Dillon: "We can go out, and Rhett's side is expected to arouse suspicion from the suspect. After all, even if he looks like a priest , but the church preachers are both together."

Although he wanted to make a joke to soften the atmosphere as much as possible, no one found it funny in the current situation. With evidence that could determine the facts of Sophia's crime, Frank and Dillon each carried one on their backs and quietly climbed out of the basement.

Instead of closing the door to the basement entrance, which was prominent in the studio, they placed the victim's body in the center of the room before leaving the house, and deliberately set off the house's fire alarm.

"Di Di Di Di..." The piercing fire alarm sounded through every corner of the house. Sophia, who was standing at the gate impatiently dealing with Rhett, straightened up nervously. She reflexively turned her head and glanced inside the room, and then realized that there was a strange "missionary" in front of her.

"What happened, ma'am?" Red asked with a worried look. "I thought you said you were the only one in the house. Is that the fire alarm going off? Maybe the smoke detector is faulty. I've been in this situation a lot too. The sound is so harsh, and when there's nothing, it just makes people nervous."

Maybe it was Red's purposeful preaching that wanted to delay time before making people suspicious, or maybe Sophia began to worry that Brian woke up again, and then didn't know what made this movement. All in all, her expression became irritable.

She looked up and down Reid sharply, and then dryly used a hypocritical excuse: "It's nothing, maybe it's because I was cooking in the kitchen before, and when I came to answer the door, I forgot to turn off the fire, and it burned and caused oily smoke. Too many, set off the fire alarm. I'll have to go check it out, and we'll stop here, priest."

"Of course! You are busy first..." When Rhett heard the fire alarm sounding, he knew that Dillon had rescued people. So he was also relieved and no longer deliberately entangled. In order to make a full play, he reached out and took out a note from his pocket, and wrote a series of phone numbers on it.

"If you are interested in our church in the future, please contact this number..." Naturally, the number above is a random number, and whether it can be connected is subject to discussion. Sophia, who was in a hurry to go back to the room to check Brian's situation, didn't notice why this guy who claimed to be a missionary in front of him didn't prepare a business card with their church name on it.

"Thank you for your understanding, sir." Sophia was still patiently coping with it, but the movement of quickly taking the note paper in her hand and pinching it into her palm at will, still reflected her anxiety. "After all, you don't want to spend thousands of dollars in vain to pay for a false fire alarm, resulting in the cost of the fire truck, don't you?"

However, before she could finish her words, a police car with flashing police lights, which was very conspicuous and energetic, suddenly turned out from the corner of the road. Frank didn't know when he had run back to the police car by himself, and used the sound of the fire siren as an excuse to drive the car to Sophia's door of course.

Frank, pretending to be the patrolman in the area, got out of the car and asked why the alarm went off. After that, the two people who temporarily cooperated with Reid and Frank turned around.

Sophia, who couldn't have invited the police into her home, went in alone, hurriedly checked the smoke detector in the kitchen, and tried to turn off the fire alarm. Of course, because Dillon and the others directly broke the switch of the fire alarm, she did not succeed.

Then Rhett and Frank made a decent call from outside the door, worried about the safety of the owner of the house. After a few unanswered calls, they broke into the door, and naturally found out that Frank himself had been taken out of the basement by Frank himself. Back it out and worship the victim's body in the middle of the room.

Sophia didn't even know what was going on from start to finish when she got caught. She was even more frightened when she saw the corpse that ran from the freezer in the basement to the center of the room inexplicably from her point of view. An hour later, the police blocked the scene, and Abid, one of the owners, unexpectedly received a call from the police in his busy schedule...