"Alright, I should go." Jack quickly rolled up the oil painting, turned around, and hurried out the door. "Thank you so much this time. I'll treat you to a meal next time!"
"Sigh, you rascal, you're doing this again!" Andrew's voice came from behind. "Be careful, don't get yourself involved! Otherwise, I won't be able to answer to your old man! "
"I know, I know!" Jack waved his hand without looking back.
After leaving the university, Jack looked up at London's sky. It was gloomy, depressing, and filled with a heavy grayish-black color.
He thought back to the previous murder case, where he had discovered some suspicious points during the crime scene inspection.
In the case, the murderer had been shot more than ten times, but he was completely unaffected. After killing another family of six, he fled for hundreds of meters before falling to the ground and dying.
To be able to move freely even after being shot … there was a strange symbol on the body of that monster …
There was also the strange symbol that he had suddenly discovered today. The case seemed to be hidden in layers of fog. No matter how many layers were unraveled, the truth could not be found.
Touching his holster again, Jack knew that he might have to rely on this old friend of his more. Or rather, this was the only thing he could rely on.
Tightening his holster, Jack strode into the distance. However, he did not notice that the entire sky above London was filled with dark clouds and black fog …
The entire city seemed to be gradually enveloped by the black fog, starting as night fell.
In some corners deep within the city, a large number of strange low growls could be heard faintly.
Unbeknownst to the people, some sticky shadows were moving quickly towards the street where Jack was.
Jack, on the other hand, was rushing towards the direction of his apartment building without noticing anything.
He was already over thirty years old, and his physical strength was slowly declining due to his internal injuries. By the time he reached his apartment, he was already panting.
As he slowly walked up the stairs, Jack held onto the iron railing. He vaguely felt that his surroundings seemed to have become darker.
A large number of black shadows quickly drilled into the murder scene upstairs where he could not see. Like black oil, they quickly condensed into a black humanoid that was as tall as a grown man.
The black color of the humanoid quickly faded away, revealing a fair appearance.
It was the wife of the family that had killed her husband and child — Rowling.
Rowling had a smile on her face. She held a bloody table knife in her hand as she stood in the living room, slowly facing the door. One of her arms had a strange blood-colored symbol on it.
"Let's go to the scene first." Jack calmed down. The symbol he had just discovered had an important meaning. He had to verify it again to see if he could find any new clues.
Thinking of this, he climbed up the stairs step by step.
Puff.
Suddenly, a soft sound entered his ears.
Jack was slightly stunned. He felt a sudden pain at the back of his head and his vision became blurry.
"I …!?"
He lost his balance and slowly fell backwards.
Pa!
Halfway down, Jack gripped the side of the railing.
He closed his eyes and opened them again. His eyes, which were filled with righteousness and conviction just a moment ago, had now been replaced by a gloomy and cold temperament.
"That's not good … It's such an opening right from the start."
Lu Sheng shook his slightly dizzy brain. The memories in his mind were extremely complete. Jack was also his soul's main body in this world, so there was no rejection between the two when they fused.
Although there were no abnormalities in the surroundings, the battle-hardened Lu Sheng could sense that something was amiss the moment he arrived.
The surrounding air and atmosphere were obviously extremely oppressive. It had been so long outside, but there was not a single passerby.
The most important thing was that … this body was very weak! Very weak!
It was basically the level of an ordinary adult. The only thing that had some combat power was the pistol at his waist.
The pistol was fine against ordinary people, but against supernatural beings that did not understand physics, it was completely useless.
And now, he could already sense the troublesome aura of the supernatural being.
"The dangerous aura is getting stronger …" Lu Sheng licked his dry lips. He could smell the murderous intent in the surrounding air.
"There's no time to strengthen myself in a short period of time … I still need time to adapt to the basic rules of this world! My body also needs time to strengthen! This is troublesome … "
Lu Sheng was different from Jack. He could already sense that there was a powerful, terrifying aura above his head that made him tremble. It was suppressing his five senses.
Hiss …
"Seriously, how long has it been since I've been this excited??" Lu Sheng took a deep breath. This was the first time he had been in such a dangerous situation upon his arrival.
He was forced to use the identity of an ordinary person to face such a powerful unknown being.
"Just in time to give it a try! This is my limit! "Lu Sheng exhaled slowly and continued to climb upwards.
Now, it would take at least more than a month to strengthen his body to reach the limit of a human being. This was the fastest and most ideal state.
And even if it was the limit of a human being, it would not be able to deal with the trouble in front of him.
Lu Sheng slowly pulled out the pistol and held it in his hand. His spirit quickly adjusted the state of his body, allowing his whole body to be in an extremely quiet and balanced state.
If this battle was not handled well, he would really have to go back to his hometown for the New Year.
Even worse, it would implicate Old Professor Andrew, Jack's parents, and even more people.
Hiss …
Suddenly, Lu Sheng stopped in his tracks. A black gas suddenly flew past behind him.
He did not look back. He narrowed his eyes and paused for a moment. Then, he slowly climbed to the door of his house on the second floor.
He took out the key and inserted it into the door lock. Then, he stretched out his hand and twisted the door handle.
Click …
"As expected …" For some reason, the door could not be opened.
He turned around and looked around. Soon, he saw the neighbor's iron garbage shovel by the wall.
Lu Sheng calmed his breath. He walked over and picked up the garbage shovel. Then, he used his foot to forcefully break the garbage shovel.
The garbage shovel, which was originally made of hollow iron, was broken in half. Only the sharpest upper half was left.
Picking up the iron shovel, Lu Sheng shook it a little and showed a satisfied expression.
"Now, this body can't fight head-on."
Holding the iron shovel, it was now an iron thorn. Lu Sheng did not care about anything else. He continued to climb to the third floor.
Slowly walking to the third floor, he suddenly heard a subtle sound coming from the stairwell behind him.
As he turned around to go upstairs, he glanced at the bottom of the stairs behind him.
He happened to see a Jack who looked exactly like him slowly walking up the stairs. He stood in front of his house and took out the key to insert it into the door lock.
The Jack turned his back to him and gently twisted the key in his hand.
The door opened without a sound. He slowly and stiffly walked in, and the door closed again.
Lu Sheng's footsteps stopped. He began to feel a little strange.
"It doesn't seem like a simple encirclement …" He had a strange feeling in his heart. It was as if there was something suppressed in his heart that could completely erupt at any time.
Holding the iron shovel in his hand, he continued to go up. Soon, he reached the left side of the third floor, in front of the iron door where the murder took place.
He took out the key that he had secretly made for the convenience of the investigation. He gently inserted it and twisted it.
With a soft click, the door opened.
Putting away the key, Lu Sheng stood at the entrance and looked inside. It was clean inside. There was no sign of a murder scene. It was no different from an ordinary household.
Entering the door was the shoe cabinet. On the shoe cabinet, there was a small vase with a withered rose in it. There was a line written in red marker on the vase: Love you forever.
Lu Sheng withdrew his gaze and slowly walked in. The place where he entered the door was a five-meter-long corridor. On both sides were the entrances to the kitchen and the bathroom.
He pulled out the pistol at his waist with one hand and held the iron shovel with the other. He slowly walked forward.
When he reached the kitchen door, he glanced inside. There was nothing inside.
Then, he turned his head and looked at the opposite bathroom.
Whoosh!
Lu Sheng suddenly turned his head to look at the kitchen again.
There was no one at the kitchen door. Now, there was a long-haired woman in a white sweater. She held a knife in her hand and slashed at Lu Sheng's face.
Chi!
Bang!
Lu Sheng grabbed her arm. The knife was only a few centimeters away from his face!
"Are you crazy!!? No! You are!!? "Jack's memory allowed him to immediately recognize the person in front of him.
"You are Rowling!!?" Lu Sheng felt the strength of the person's arm increasing. He could hear his arm and muscles trembling and groaning.
The muscles on Lu Sheng's face twisted. He used all his strength, but he could not stop the knife from getting closer and closer.
Soon, very soon, he could feel the tip of the knife almost touching his eyeball.
"F * ck you!"
Suddenly, he kicked Rowling's lower abdomen.
Bang!!
Rowling lost her balance and fell backward.
Lu Sheng was about to follow up with another attack. Suddenly, his vision blurred. Rowling was no longer in front of him.
He had no time to think. He rolled forward and dodged Rowling's knife from behind.
The person who was in front of him just a moment ago suddenly ran behind him.
"Damn it!" Lu Sheng pulled out his gun and fired three shots at the woman's head.
Bang bang bang!!
The sound of gunfire reverberated in the narrow kitchen, causing his own eardrums to ache faintly.
Three bullet holes appeared on Rowling's forehead and cheeks. Scarlet blood slowly flowed out from the holes. But soon, the bullet holes automatically healed as if they had never been there.
The knife in Rowling's hand was still moving at the same speed. It slashed at Lu Sheng's head.
"I knew it!" Lu Sheng gripped the iron bar and stabbed it forward.
Puchi!
This time, it worked. The sharp end of the iron bar stabbed into Rowling's abdomen.
Lu Sheng let go and quickly got up. He stepped forward and gave a kick.
He used to be a master of MMA with over a hundred levels. Even if this body had not gone through any training, his reaction and accuracy were impeccable.
This kick hit Rowling's elbow. The knife was kicked away. It spun and fell on the kitchen platform not far away.
Lu Sheng was about to follow up with another attack. His vision blurred again. He suddenly lost track of Rowling.
Bang!
He turned around and hit Rowling's neck with his elbow.
At the same time, he opened his elbow and turned it into an arm. He grabbed Rowling's shoulder.
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