"He He… "
The voice was stuck in the throat of the young policeman, like a hard stuffing, until Bundy's sight swept over, and the young policeman spit out heavily.
"he died."
Suddenly, Jason saw Bundy clenched his fists.
"where?"
Bundy asked in a stiff voice.
"Cross Square!"
The young policeman answered.
Without saying anything more, Bundy walked straight out, and Jason followed quickly.
The anxious Bundy did not choose to walk, and the sheriff took Jason directly into the carriage.
The young police officer was in charge of driving.
With the sound of the whip, the carriage rushed straight to Kensing Street.
Kensing Street, Lord's most prosperous street ever and now, could allow two carriages to pass side by side, and at this moment, when facing a carriage with a police badge on it, all the vehicles even gave way.
Speeding like lightning, the carriage drove through the streets filled with densely packed shops and arrived at the center of Kensing Street: Cross Square.
Different from streets with various traditional or emerging shops, Cross Square is wide enough, and the most eye-catching thing is the 20-meter-high clock tower.
At this moment, whether it was the gentlemen in black tuxedos and silk top hats of the same color, the ladies with lace sleeves, or the people with ordinary long sleeves and sarongs, they all looked at the bell tower with horror in their eyes. .
An incomplete corpse hangs there.
The head is inserted at the highest point, and the limbs are interspersed with the pillars below.
Jason jumped out of the carriage and saw the body at a glance.
"follow me!"
As Bundy said, he rushed to the clock tower, followed by Jason.
"Sir!"
"Sir!"
After the police officers who blocked the crowd saluted Bondi, they made way for Bondi and Jason to go straight to the inside of the bell tower.
The door of the bell tower has been opened.
The lock was hung on the iron grating gate, and there was no sign of vandalism.
The ground is very messy, with building materials and tools such as bricks and stones piled up randomly.
"In order to make Lord City look more modern, the mayor plans to install a clock on this century-old clock tower: on the premise of retaining the 'clock', seal it on all sides, and install hour hands, minute hands, and second hands."
"According to the progress, it will be completed by the end of the month."
"However, this time it seems that it has to be postponed."
Bondi saw Jason who was looking at the building materials, and immediately explained.
Jason nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and continued to follow behind Bundy.
The stairs are wooden, very old, and there will be creaking and creaking sounds when stepping on them.
This made Jason even more careful.
He didn't want to miss himself.
After three turns, Jason came to the top of the clock tower.
From here, you can see the whole Lord City, full of bustling construction sites and busy people, a thriving appearance, if there are no arms, legs and feet inserted on the pillars, it will be even better.
The arms, legs and feet were pierced by iron rods and pierced into two of the four pillars of the bell tower, while the head was simply inserted into the lightning rod on the roof of the building. Eyes looking at the sky.
There is no doubt that the celestial cap of the unfortunate man was pierced.
It is worth noting that, as with the head down, the arms, legs and feet are opposite.
Simply put, the left arm and leg rests on the right, and the right rests on the left pillar.
Jason, who climbed up with a rope ladder and checked the situation, returned to the bell tower again.
"Did you find anything?"
Bundy asked immediately.
Facing the expectant gaze of the sheriff, Jason thought for a while and said, "We should have been tricked last night. What it wanted to do was this. The little monster I killed was just to attract Our attention, at the same time... is also to test me."
As he spoke, Jason paused.
"Who else knows the news of my coming here except you?"
he asked.
"Are you suspicious of my men?"
"impossible!"
"They are loyal and reliable people."
Bundy was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately retorted.
Jason had reservations about such rebuttals, just like he did with the sheriff in front of him.
A year of living in the city that never sleeps has taught him not to trust strangers.
Ignoring the sheriff, Jason continued to ask.
"Did the people here find anything?"
Since this place is being remodeled, people will naturally be left behind.
Even if it is night, there should be night guards left behind.
"Finch?"
cried Bundy.
Immediately, the young police officer who had notified them earlier ran over for them.
The young police officer in police uniform stood upright, saluted Bundy, and then nodded to Jason.
The other party has thick eyebrows, bright eyes, and a relatively immature face with a seriousness similar to Bundy's. Even his walking and standing posture is somewhat similar to Bundy's.
Imitation
Jason guessed.
There is no doubt that this is a young man who regards Bundy as an idol.
"Did the people here see anything?"
Bundy asked simply.
"No!"
"Yesterday, the night watchman got drunk."
"Actually, if it wasn't for the people outside the clock tower who noticed the anomaly after dawn, he would still be drunk."
Finch answered.
Hoo, hoo.
Such an answer made the magistrate's breath short for a few minutes. He blushed and clenched his fists. However, after a while, the other party stood there slumped like a deflated ball.
It was evident that the sheriff knew that it would be extremely unwise to take offense at a drunk.
"Let the painter come, and you will help record everything here."
Bundy said to the young man.
"Yes, sir."
The young man saluted again.
Bundy nodded and walked down.
There are more and more people gathered under the bell tower, and he needs to come forward to deal with it, and the reporters who heard the news need him to be able to deal with it. He doesn't want the young people under him to commit any unnecessary crimes because of impulse. mistake.
Jason didn't follow this time.
He's not good at dealing with that.
"Mr. Jason."
The young man spoke out suddenly.
"Um?"
Jason looked at each other.
"We all know the news of your arrival—because everyone has been in a kind of panic these days about Punk and the others. The officer hopes that we can feel at ease."
"But please don't misunderstand sir."
"He was a most respectable and good man."
The young man emphasized.
"Um."
Jason nodded to show his understanding, but this didn't make Jason relax his vigilance. He stared at the young man for a full three seconds, and then spoke again after the other party felt uneasy.
"Do you know who was the first to show panic?"
"Or… "
"Who was the first person to say these things?"
Jason let his voice become low, and the way he spoke was even more uttered word by word.
Undoubtedly, this way of questioning is full of oppression.
The young man who was already a little uneasy immediately became nervous.
"It's... Geoff!"
"Yes, it's Geoff!"
"When the second case happened, he said in the cafeteria, 'Where would people do it, it must be those legendary monsters'!"
After thinking for a moment, the young man said with certainty.
Geoff, was the third police officer killed, the one with only one head left.
Jason jotted down the name again.
Then he went on to ask:
"What do you guys think of 'those legendary monsters'?"
"As you described, it should only exist in legends and stories."
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes... I wouldn't have believed it would have happened."
The young man smiled wryly.
Sure enough, these existences have not been known to ordinary people all along, but it is not a secret to some people!
Jason was pretty sure of that.
Otherwise, the magistrate would not have asked him, the 'night watchman', for help.
The existence of the 'night watchman' proves that the world in front of us is divided into 'outside' and 'inside'.
table, as it is known.
As for Li
That is…
boom!
A gunshot interrupted Jason's thoughts.
The gunshots came from under the clock tower.
Jason poked his head out immediately, and saw the sheriff lying in a pool of blood, and the surroundings were in chaos. They all avoided a figure with a gun, making the other party very conspicuous.
Jason pulled out his gun directly.
But before he could aim and shoot, a slippery 'rope' was wrapped around his neck and tightened suddenly.