As he said that..,
Liu Xiaojiang noticed movement on the street in the distance. He immediately gestured for Wuyue to keep quiet and hid in the shadows of the alley to look at the direction of the movement.
Seeing this..,
Wuyue also approached Liu Xiaojiang from behind quietly and stuck her head out slightly from behind him to look in the same direction..
..
13th Street..,
Three figures gradually walked from the street to the murder scene. They stopped at the location where the four bodies were found and turned their heads to observe the situation around the scene.
However, even though the alley where Liu Xiaojiang and Wu Yue were located was less than 50 meters away from the location of the three people, they still did not notice any abnormalities. After observing for a while, they refocused their attention on the murder scene.
There were men and women among the three of them. The two men were obviously about the same age. Although they did not look too old, they were at least 35 years old. They were also tall and strong, the only difference was that one had black and one had white skin.
The only white woman present, on the other hand, looked unusually young. Whether it was height or age, she looked much younger than the two men.
However, the attitude of the two men towards the girl made people feel a little unnatural. It was as if the truth was not what it looked like in other people's eyes. The white girl, who seemed to be the youngest, was the elder of the two men behind her.
On the other side..,
Liu Xiaojiang, who was hiding in the shadows of the alley, looked at the white girl with a flash of red in his eyes. Then, he subconsciously frowned slowly..
At the murder scene..,
The two men placed the photos of the case clues from the police station in relatively correct positions one by one. It was obvious that they were trying to restore the scene in this way.
Do this well..,
The two men squatted on the ground and looked back at the girl. The white man, who obviously respected her more, immediately said as if he was asking for credit,
"Miss Gabriel, we have collected all the photos of this case in the Chicago Police Department as much as possible according to your instructions. If... if there is anything lacking in this scene, I hope you can point it out to us personally. We will do our best for you."
"It's okay..." The silver-haired and silver-eyed girl called 'Gabriel' smiled and shook her head at the two men who had changed to a kneeling position on the ground. She said in an extremely gentle voice,
"You've done very well..."
"No! It was still not enough! To be able to work for Miss Gabriel! It's an honor for both of us! "The Caucasian man was extremely enthusiastic after hearing the voice.
"Get up …" Gabriel just smiled and shook his head, but the moment his voice fell, the two men suddenly stood up in a very strange way, as if they were supported by a strange force.
"This …" The black man obviously didn't know how he stood up. He couldn't help but look down at his legs subconsciously. Then, he looked at Gabriel in awe.
"A miracle!" The white man stood up and was stunned for a moment. However, he did not feel fear like the black man. Instead, he looked at Gabriel with a burning gaze.
"Miss Gabriel, your strength is really …" Rhode's eyes widened.
"Okay..." Gabriel softly interrupted the white man's worship. She lowered her head and looked at the case scene photo that had been temporarily fixed in place, and said,
"This time, since I took the initiative to look for you and asked you to bring me along to deal with this case, instead of directly informing those people to assist me in investigating this matter, naturally, I don't want others to notice this matter. You... don't have to act like you're in a church."
"Also..."
At this point,
Although the girl didn't look back in a certain direction, her silver eyes still trembled slightly, and then she said,
"Although I'm not completely sure, this matter is not simple. The reason why I came... is that I don't want things to develop to the worst outcome."
"Miss Gabriel, what's the situation? It actually made you, who has long stopped asking about anything, personally come to such a remote place with us." The black man couldn't help but ask when he heard that.
"According to the rumors, didn't you already..."
"Hanson! Shut the hell up! Miss Gabriel didn't leave! This must be the Lord's decision! You don't have the right to ask! "The white man couldn't help but say angrily when he saw this.
"Matthew! Don't drag your personal emotions into this! " The black man named 'Hanson' finally opened his mouth to point out the white man's mistake. Obviously, he couldn't stand the other party's fanaticism.
"It's people like you who have no faith that caused the Lord to be disappointed in all of us. Now, are you going to force Miss Gabriel away?!" Matthew clenched his fists and said.
"... cough, this problem actually has nothing to do with you. In short, you just need to know that if there's a chance in the future, I'll still seize the time to leave." When Gabriel heard this, she couldn't help but put her hand to her mouth and cough, as if trying to hide the emotions in her heart.
"Miss Gabriel, why is this..." Matthew was instantly discouraged when he heard this. His eyes were like a stray dog as he looked pitifully at Gabriel.
"The situation here..."
Gabriel ignored Matthew awkwardly. She took the initiative to point at the crime scene photos on the ground and changed the topic, "Do you see anything?"
"Sigh..." Hanson glanced at the depressed Matthew, then lowered his head to look at the crime scene that the two of them had restored, and said,
"Miss Gabriel, this is definitely the work of a superhuman. It's just that we don't know the identity and ability of the other party, but the possibility that this ability is related to physical strength... is very high."
"A superpower related to physical strength..." Gabriel was silent for a moment, then shook her head and said,
"Hmm, to be able to break someone's cervical vertebrae with one's bare hands would indeed make people think that this ability is related to one's physical strength. But for those handgun bullets that aren't of a very low caliber … What kind of muscle strength does one have to be to be able to distort those bullets?"
"Moreover, except for the bullets that didn't hit the target and have been recovered by the police, there are too many of these distorted bullets, and all of them are here..."
"The four victims were not systematically trained soldiers. Even if they were shooting randomly at close range in an emergency, it's impossible to guarantee that all the bullets would shoot at the same point..."
"There are so many distorted bullets, which means that the person probably didn't intend to dodge. It's more likely that he just stood there and let the four victims shoot at him..."
"Even if the person's ability is related to physical strength, and his strengthened muscles are indeed of a very high level, even if the four victims have not undergone systematic training, they would definitely have the consciousness to shoot at the other party's vital points. Could he have trained his muscles into his brain?"
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