Curse and kill the letter

Subconsciously narrowed his eyes, Lugar tightened his brow, and he repeated: "You said he ... died for three days?"

When Crowell stood in front of him, Lugar could clearly feel that this guy's body was surging with hot blood, as well as the outward heat radiation and slightly messy breathing.

Such a person can never be a corpse. Even if the behavior is weird!

"I don't have to lie to you."

Lily gritted her teeth. She came here just to confirm, but in any case, the case that fell on her head seemed too strange.

The autopsy of the police station can't be wrong, what's more, she has observed the body, and the time of death has not exceeded three days, which can't cause such rigidity and rancidity.

The water vapor in Wilke City is heavy and the temperature is high, so the material is very perishable.

The dead must be buried in a coffin within a day and a half, otherwise it will breed corpse odor. As for the possibility of Lugar lying, she also thinks it is impossible.

It's not that she believes in Lugar's character, but that she confirmed it before she came to the salary office. When Lowell is now in the salary office, many people have seen him.

In order to avoid causing panic among the people, this strange case has been suppressed until now and dare not be made public. Suddenly, Lily thought of something. She stared at Lugar and asked urgently, "Mr. Lowell wants to see you. What can I do for you?"

Or did you know each other before? Are you friends? "

Lugar shook his head, and then pointed to the office with great alacrity.

"He gave me a strange letter, and I put it on my desk. You can go and have a look. Maybe there are some clues."

That letter is a bit weird. Considering that this man has been dead for three days, Lugar thinks it's better to throw this pot to a professional back-burner.

Lily was slightly surprised by Lugar's cooperative attitude.

Although she still hated Lugar, she thanked her and hurried people into the office. Because the death was a famous person, it limited her time to solve the case.

Lugar's eyes suddenly felt a little strange.

Because he found that this woman's walking posture is a bit strange, it seems that the middle hurts, her legs dare not close, and she deliberately walks apart.

But it's not like a girl's first time, it's more like a sore on her ass. It's awkward and wriggling. On second thought, he stopped thinking about it.

Despite the thoughts of throwing the pot, Lugar still wants to grasp some clues.

When he entered the office, he saw that these people's faces were all dead gray, and they were frightened by something.

And their eyes, it is the letter. They know something!

Lugar narrowed his eyes and stepped forward. "? Miss Lily, have you found anything? "

"Please call me sheriff, sir."

Lily corrected the sentence, looked away from the letter, and then looked at Lugar with some pity. "Sir, I wish you good luck. In order to thank you for helping me solve this troublesome case, if you have any last words, I will definitely finish them for you. "

There is still fear in her tone, but there is obvious lightness. "How about you being buried with him?"

Lugar looked calm, just pulled the corners of his mouth, and then asked such a question. The woman was choked at once.

Then Lugar stepped forward, grabbed the letter and glanced up and down. "Do you know this thing? What is it? "

This letter, even from a mysterious organization, can't make a sheriff so afraid. Moreover, this is also a sheriff with fighter-level force.

With the support of a city police station, even an earl has to give in. No unofficial organization can compete with the police station in the atrium.

"I don't know."

Lily shook her head unexpectedly. She stepped back. Luger was so close that her nerves were tense. She could feel Luger's threat and was a stronger fighter than her.

So this woman, without hesitation, chose to confess, "I only know that this is a letter from fate, representing death."

Death.

Many people in Wilke received this kind of letter, but after that, they all died without exception.

Some died in their own homes, some died in hotel rooms, and some died in factories run by individuals, and the place of death was very small

Many, but all have one thing in common. It is natural to die without scars. "Well, that's all I know.

If you don't believe me, you can ask others. This letter is not a secret in Wilke. In the early years, the police station also tried to cover it up, but because too many people died, they finally had to give up.

By the way, there is also an organization that specializes in this letter, called the Curse and Kill Association. They call this letter a curse and kill letter. ""if you want to escape this robbery, you can ask them, although no one has succeeded so far. "

After telling the truth about everything she knew, Lily found that Lugar didn't mean to let them leave. "What do you mean?

I told you everything I need to know.

This is Wilke, not your Berners! "

Lugar listened to the woman's fear of him in her tone. This is a wonderful induction between fighters at the same level. He can feel it, and so can the other party.

But he was so close that the woman realized that she was obviously much weaker than herself. Shrugged his shoulders and spread out his hand to show that he meant no harm.

Seeing that the color of vigilance on this woman's face has diminished a lot, he asked, "What's wrong with your ass? Bite by a dog? "

As soon as he spoke, Lugar saw that the woman's face suddenly turned red and then turned into a deep purple. In the end, it's all a little scary.

"Shut up! I want you to manage! "

This woman, like a fierce beast who chooses people and eats them, is particularly irritable at the moment. She almost growls, then angrily pushes Lugar away and makes a dash for the door.

Lugar looked at her and knew that the woman had lost her mind because of his anger. He didn't think of it before, but now he has come to his senses.

He remembered that although the leaves of the vegetation by the lake were a little wide, they could barely be used as paper, but many hard barbs were born.

If you're not careful, just rub it on ...

Just tinkering with this picture, Lugar shuddered a little and shivered. Then he turned his head and looked at the letter.

"Curse the letter?"

Lugar frowned. This kind of thing sounded a bit like a curse to him, but he didn't feel the smell of material curse from this paper.

The curse is mysterious and strange, but it needs the media to make it. Just say a few spells, which are only found in miscellaneous books.

And the whole process is extremely complicated.

It is absolutely impossible to rely on a piece of paper. "It seems that I have to go to the Curse Association."

Having made up his mind, Lugar closed the door.

It's just that as soon as he stepped on the door, he felt something was wrong.