Federation, State of Calida.

In a two-story villa.

A little girl of five or six years old was holding a teddy bear, huddled tightly under the bed, looking nervously at the closed door not far away.

The room she is in is a bedroom.

Most of the decoration inside is pink. There are several dolls placed on the pink bed, and there is a large dollhouse on the round table in the middle. It can be seen that this should be a little girl's bedroom.

Tread! Tread! Tread!

Suddenly there were footsteps on the first floor, followed by a woman's scream.

"Bastard, you killed my wife!"

The angry voice of the male host also came: "Come out! No matter who you are, I will kill you!"

Tread! Tread! Tread!

Another burst of footsteps passed by, rapid and fast.

Bah! Bah! Bah!

Gunshots rang out continuously, and the male owner followed the footsteps upstairs and ran past the little girl's door: "Come out, I'm going to kill you!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

The sound goes from the second floor to the first floor.

The male host seemed to have fallen from the stairs and let out a wail.

The little girl who heard the sound didn't dare to make a sound at all, and she didn't dare to get out from under the bed. She just hugged the teddy bear tightly in her arms.

It seems that only in this way can she feel more secure.

"it hurts......"

"who are you?"

The male host seemed to have seen some horrific scene, and his voice changed from angry and strong to fear and trembling: "No, don't come over, no...ah!!!"

After the screams, the outside returned to calm again.

There was no sound from outside the door, but the little girl still didn't dare to move, even though her body was stiff and uncomfortable, and she was hungry and thirsty.

Slowly, she fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but the little girl woke up. She woke up from hunger.

There was no sound outside the door.

It was as if the thing that frightened her had left.

The little girl rubbed her belly. Just as she was thinking about getting out from under the bed, footsteps sounded again outside the door.

Tread! Tread! Tread!

The sound stopped, just outside the door.

At some point, the furry teddy bear was held tightly by the little girl. Her eyes were fixed on the door, as if she was about to stop breathing.

Click!

The locked door was opened and slowly pushed inwards.

The little girl covered her mouth with her free hand and looked out from the open door. There was no one outside, but the door was still moving slowly.

The next moment, footsteps sounded in the room, but no one could be seen.

The voice kept coming and going, as if it was looking for something, and most recently it was even next to the bed.

In the end, the owner of the voice didn't seem to find what he was looking for, so he left the room and closed the door behind him.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Soon there was the sound of the door on the first floor being slammed shut.

"Is it out?"

The little girl was thinking this and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard a strange sound coming from behind her, like the sound of glass marbles falling to the ground and continuing to roll.

In this quiet bedroom, this small sound is particularly obvious.

The little girl's body became stiff again. The bed was placed against the wall, which meant that there was a wall behind her. Logically speaking, nothing could fall. So how did this sound come from?

Finally, she slowly turned her head.

There was nothing scary behind it, just a colored glass marble.

The little girl's face regained a trace of color, and she was about to pick up the glass bead when she suddenly remembered that she had not put the glass marble in the dollhouse, so how could it appear here?

She turned around and her pupils suddenly shrank.

Less than half a meter in front of her, there was a green, disgusting head, and its eyes that seemed to be crawling with insects were staring at her.

Along with the little girl's scream, all the lights in the villa were turned off.

Morning.

A fat black woman came to the door of the villa.

She is an employee of a cleaning company and is hired to clean here every few days. Today is the day to come here.

When no one answered her phone calls and no one answered her knocks, she tried to pull the door handle.

Seeing that the door was unlocked, she opened it.

Then he was so frightened by the scene in the living room that he sat down on the floor.

…

"You said you chose to call the police as soon as you discovered what was going on here."

"But why do I think you wanted to steal this family's money and valuables, but you were caught, so you killed them and silenced them?"

At the door of the villa, a white police detective smoking a cigarette asked the frightened black woman and slowly put his hand on the holster of his gun.

"It's not me, it's not me..."

The black woman waved her hands repeatedly, and her dark face turned pale in fear.

"Okay, Donne, don't play anymore."

The police chief, who was also Bai Yin, pulled the cigarette-smoking detective into the villa and pointed to the murder scene outlined with white lines in front of him: "This is a very bad murder case. We must catch the murderer as quickly as possible.

Give your opinion."

A headless male corpse lay in front, surrounded by fragments of the armrest that had fallen from the second floor. The male corpse's head was placed on the table of the restaurant ten steps away, and the blood stains had solidified.

Donn waved his hand and told his investigation: "There are three victims in this villa, namely the 31-year-old male owner, the 28-year-old female owner, and their six-year-old daughter. The fatal parts are all on the neck.

department."

As he spoke, he took a puff of the cigarette and gestured with his hand on his neck: "The body and head are separated, and the incision is very smooth, as if they were fixed while they were alive and cut with high-precision instruments.

, this is simply perfect art..."

Seeing that Dorn was getting more and more crooked, the police chief quickly interrupted him and said, "I don't need to know that much. You just need to tell me, have you found any clues about the murderer? And when can the murderer be caught?"

Donne smiled confidently: "We will never catch the murderer!"

The sergeant pulled up his sleeves without saying a word. He couldn't help it anymore. The face in front of him deserved a beating.

"There are no footprints, no fingerprints, no traces, and even all the surrounding surveillance cameras didn't find any abnormalities. Even if we spend a lot of money to hire those detectives, this is the result."

As if realizing that he might be beaten, Dorn hurriedly added.

The police chief said dissatisfied: "Then you mean to hand over the investigation results that did not find any clues to your superiors?"

Donn spread his hands and said, "I didn't say that. In fact, we still have a way."

Sheriff: "Which way?"

Dorn: "Clear the Company!"

"You mean, those things did this?"

The police chief looked at the bright villa in front of him and suddenly felt a little chilly.

"Except for those things, no one can kill without leaving some clues."

Donn replied firmly that he was very confident in his professional field.

"If possible, I really don't want to contact those crazy people again."

The police chief looked constipated, but he still said, "Go ahead and contact the chief. I want to inform the chief that we can't afford the cost of clearing the company."

Dorn made a no-questions-asked gesture, and when the police chief left, he made a call directly.

As the cuffs were raised, a pattern was revealed on his forearm.

A slightly evil eye.

"Hello, this is the Demon Removal Company..."
Chapter completed!