"Mr. Sean, Mr. Sean?"
In a daze, Xiao En heard someone calling him.
He slowly opened his eyes, only to see a few police officers and a group of medical staff in white standing in front of him. When they saw that he had woken up, they immediately showed joy.
"I'm..."
Sean endured the dizziness, covered his forehead, and sat up. Only then did he realize that he had fainted at some point and had been pulled to the hospital bed.
"You just fainted at the murder scene."
The sheriff who followed him before came forward and said politely, "Is it because you overused your psionic energy? If that's the case, it's okay. We can wait for you to recover before continuing the investigation. "
Sean nodded and turned to look at the doctor on the side. "Is my body okay?"
"After a preliminary examination, we didn't find any problems. It should be caused by excessive fatigue."
The doctor also replied, "If you're worried, we can give you a comprehensive examination."
"That's not necessary."
Sean waved his hand and declined the other party's kindness.
Then, the sheriffs said a few more words to Sean. Seeing that Sean was still not in good spirits, they found an excuse to leave.
When everyone had completely left, Sean lay back on the hospital bed, a little tired.
This was an intensive care unit. The entire room was clean, bright, spacious, and there was only one bed in the entire room. Obviously, this environment was already considered a high-end ward in Detroit. However, Sean did not care about this. He began to try to recall what he had seen at the crime scene.
"I only remember that before I lost consciousness, I seemed to see two people..."
Sean frowned and thought. "They just stood there quietly, and they seemed to be looking at me, but how is this possible... Is it some kind of superpower that restrains me?"
After thinking for a while, Sean turned his head and looked at the position of the bedside table, only to see a blue folder there. He took it and opened it doubtfully, only to find that it turned out to be the autopsy report of the case.
After seeing the contents of the report, Sean's pupils shrank slightly.
Sure enough, all the internal organs in the bodies of the two deceased had disappeared completely. Whether it was the heart, spleen, or lungs, they were all gone. Not only that, even the blood in the corpses had basically disappeared, and the whole person had become an empty bag.
"Is this really something that can be done with superpowers?"
Sean fell into deep contemplation …
The day passed quickly, but Sean, who was lying on the hospital bed, found that although a whole day had passed, he was not hungry at all. Even if someone brought him food, he had no appetite at all.
He only drank one mouthful of water that day, and then he vomited because of the feeling of fullness in his stomach.
Regarding this physical abnormality, Sean only thought that it was a side effect of consuming too much spiritual energy, so he did not take it to heart.
The next morning, Sean quietly left the hospital. He called the Detroit police station and drove to a welfare home.
However, when the car arrived at the street of the orphanage, he suddenly saw that the entire street had been sealed off.
At the intersection of the street, several police cars were congested at the intersection. At the same time, the road was completely sealed off by police tape. At the same time, a group of people could be seen gathering on the side of the road, constantly making noise about something.
What was going on?
Xiao En walked forward in confusion and pushed the crowd aside. Only then did he see the policemen who were surrounded by the crowd.
"Sir, this street has been sealed off because of a gas pipeline leak."
Seeing Sean coming, one of the policemen immediately stepped forward and said, "If you're going to work, please take a detour."
"No, I'm Detective Sean."
Sean took out his ID and handed it to the other party. After confirming that the ID was correct, the policeman's expression relaxed and at the same time, he stepped aside. "In that case, you can go in."
As he spoke, he lifted the police tape that was half the height of a person and let Sean pass.
Walking into the interior of the street, Sean immediately walked toward the address of the orphanage provided. Along the way, he saw several policemen blocking other intersections, and at the same time, he could see ambulances passing by him.
Seeing this, Sean could not help but feel a little puzzled. This situation did not look like a gas pipeline leak at all …
Thinking of this, the appearance of the black boy flashed in Sean's mind again. Could it be that all of this had something to do with him?
When he completely arrived at the entrance of the orphanage, Sean was surprised to find that several vehicles with the Earth Federation logo had been parked at the gate, but it was a little different from the logo of the Earth Federation. The original logo of the Earth Federation was a pattern of two ears of wheat surrounding an Earth, and although this logo was the same, it was red as a whole, not the green of the Earth Federation logo.
At the same time, there was a line of words under the logo: Federal Special Service.
"What department is this, why haven't I heard of it?"
Sean walked forward with some doubts, but when he reached these vehicles, he was suddenly stopped by several men in white protective clothing.
"Sir, the Federal Special Service is on duty, please leave."
"I'm an employee of the local police station. I'm here to check on a boy named George. He's related to yesterday's murder."
Sean replied a little forcefully because he knew that the Earth Federation might be a strong deterrent to ordinary countries and third-world countries, but to the four continents that stood at the top of the world, it was nothing at all, not to mention this was the Northern American Continent, the most powerful of the four continents.
After all, even the Federal Bureau of Investigation, the department with the most authority in the Earth Federation, in Northern America, were all their own people, and they obeyed the orders of the Earth Federation.
However, this time, he was wrong. The man in protective clothing who intercepted him was still blocking in front of him. "Without orders from the higher ups, we can't let anyone in. Mr. Officer, please cooperate with us."
Sean frowned suddenly. He took out his phone again and called the bureau, but to his surprise, he was told not to interfere with the work of the Federal Special Service. If there were any problems, he could contact the person in charge of this case.
Seeing this, Sean was still a little unconvinced. He called the sheriff from yesterday again. This time, the sheriff just asked him to wait. Soon, Sean saw the man running over from the other side of the street.
"Mr. Sheriff, where did you go just now?"
Sean looked at the sheriff who was panting and asked curiously.
"I set up an interception point on the other side of the street."
The sheriff panted and said, "Mr. Sean, the higher-ups have issued an order for us to do our best to cooperate with the Federal Special Service. I heard that this is an order from the state government, so there's nothing I can do."
"What is it, an order from the governor?"
Sean looked even more shocked. "What happened in the orphanage, why is it locked down?"
"It seems that it has something to do with the boy named George from yesterday..."
The sheriff glanced at him with a serious expression. "I heard that just last night, everyone in the orphanage died, including the caregivers and the children, and the way they died was the same as the victims in our case yesterday..."
"What?"
Sean could not help but exclaim. He looked at the sheriff in disbelief, as if trying to see if he was joking with him, but he was soon disappointed. The stern expression of the sheriff told him that everything was true...
"More than a hundred people died in one night, including eighty-three children, fifteen caregivers, and the director of the orphanage."
The sheriff continued, "All of this was discovered early this morning, but before we could clean up the scene, this group of guys from the Federal Special Service came and forcefully drove us out..."
Sean took a deep breath when he heard this. He seemed to think of something and asked again, "So, the survivor named George, is he... still alive?"
"Alive."
The sheriff looked at Sean. "It's strange that the boy named George is still alive, and he's still the only survivor."
Hearing the sheriff's words, Sean felt a chill rise in his heart. He could not help but look at the door of the orphanage and murmur in a low voice, "Could it be that the murderer of the case is really him? Is he a psionicist?"
"That's not clear, but this has nothing to do with us. After all, full authority has been handed over to the higher-ups."
The sheriff sighed and said, "Mr. Sean, you don't have to worry about this. When the Federal Special Service leaves, our work will be done."
After saying this, the sheriff turned and left, leaving Sean standing quietly in place. He looked at the door of the orphanage reluctantly, as if he wanted to try to find a way to get in.
At this moment, the door of the orphanage was opened again. This time, Sean saw several differently dressed personnel. These people were wearing a combat suit that he had never seen before. The whole body was dark, like black tights, and they wore the same style of tactical helmets on their heads, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.
"Mr. Sean?"
One of the personnel came forward and called out Sean's name.
"I am... May I ask who you are?"
Sean's spirits lifted and he immediately replied.
"I'm the captain of the Blacklight Foundation's Task Force Five. I'm in charge of this abnormal incident. You can call me Victor."
The personnel took off the helmet on his head and suddenly revealed a standard Anglo face.
"Blacklight Foundation? Abnormal incident? "
Sean was suddenly puzzled. He carefully observed the other party, waiting for the other party's explanation.
"The Blacklight Foundation is an organization jointly established by the four major continents. It's responsible for dealing with certain psionicists or more troublesome incidents that even go against the laws of nature. These kinds of incidents are collectively referred to as' abnormal incidents' and the Federal Special Service is our logistics department."
The man named Victor stretched out his hand and said lightly, "I heard from my subordinates that you're the most famous psionicist in the Detroit Police Department. You can view the images of the crime scene a few hours ago?"
"Yes, this is my superpower. Although I don't have the combat power of other psionicists, it's still good for solving cases."
Sean shook hands with the other party.
"Very good."
Victor's eyes lit up. "In that case, you'll be recruited by us in the next few days. Come in with me now, let's go to the crime scene."
With that, he turned and walked in.
After hearing the other party's words, Sean frowned slightly. Although the other party's words were polite, there was an unquestionable tone of command in his words.
He originally wanted to refuse. After all, this was not in line with the procedure and the other party had no right to order him unless he communicated with his superiors first.
However, the words of the other party just now revealed a lot of extraordinary things and he was also very curious about this case, so after thinking about it, he finally followed.
This time, the several people at the door in protective clothing did not stop him again.
As soon as he entered the door of the orphanage, Sean's expression immediately changed because he once again sensed a strange aura. This aura was nothing else but the smell of sulfur.
"Do you feel it?"
Victor, who was waiting for him, suddenly smiled after seeing Sean's expression. "What does this smell smell like?"
"It's sulfur."
Sean nodded and then said in surprise, "You can smell it too?"
"This isn't just a smell, it's..."
Victor pointed to his head. "This is what my psionic power tells me."
"You're also a psionicist?"
Sean was suddenly shocked. He suddenly had some speculations about this so-called Blacklight Foundation member.
"There's a special psionicist task force in the foundation."
Victor nodded. "It's just that they weren't sent this time. Our task force five took over this abnormal incident. There are only three psionicists in our task force five, namely me and two deputy captains. The rest are ordinary people."
"Why not send a special psionicist task force?"
Sean was a little puzzled when he heard this. "It stands to reason that this kind of case caused by psionicists should be solved by psionicist troops, right?"
What he originally wanted to say was, would it not be suicidal for ordinary people to participate in psionicist cases? However, he changed his mind when the words were on the tip of his tongue.
"That's because under certain conditions, the combat effectiveness of our ordinary task force may not be inferior to psionicists..."
Victor smiled mysteriously but did not explain. Instead, he took the lead and walked forward. "Mr. Sean, I heard that you passed out when you were exploring the scene yesterday. Can you tell me what you saw when you used your psionic power?"
Sean frowned slightly when he heard this. He did not expect the other party to get all his information so quickly. He even knew about his coma, so he had to say, "I don't remember. Yesterday's video playback seemed to be a little strenuous. I didn't have time to restore the scene before I passed out because of psionic power consumption, so I suspect that the murderer has some kind of psionic power that can restrain my abilities."
Victor nodded when he heard this. The two came to the corridor of the inner hall of the orphanage. As Sean passed through the doors, he only saw two or three men in protective suits dissecting the bodies in each room. Next to them, there were several combatants in the same black combat suits and holding pulse rifles standing guard.
Sean felt a little heartache when he saw those corpses. After all, the dead were all children in their teens...
Soon, the two came to the end of the corridor. When they came to the door, Sean suddenly heard a low sobbing sound coming from the closed door in front of him. It seemed to be the voice of a boy.
Victor did not stop. He pushed the door open directly. Sean, who was behind him, immediately saw seven or eight combatants standing on one side in the room. In the center of them was a black boy about eight or nine years old.
The moment he saw the boy, Sean immediately recognized him. The seemingly harmless boy in front of him was the protagonist of this trip... the suspect of two consecutive psionicist murders — George.
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