Dark Demon Warlock

The name sounds familiar.

Art quickly remembered that the first time he was designed by Hugh Defoe and assassinated by the Hornets, it was this person who was in charge of the case and mediated it.

At that time, he was just an insignificant little person, and Moore Lane appeared in the whole process, so he had only heard the name once, and had never seen a real person, let alone an impression.

"What did he say?" Arthur asked.

"He just told me that you should have an invitation letter here and let me find a way to get it back." The middle-aged policeman knew everything.

Doing this kind of thing is the worst thing to do. Since you have decided to sell Gustav Cook, you should sell it thoroughly.

The three policemen behind him complained incessantly.

Why is the deputy director involved again!

Is this something they can hear?

However, it was too late to leave now.

"Should? In other words, he is not sure." Art frowned again.

He hoped that he was thinking too much, he was just not sure if he had thrown away the invitation letter, instead of a third party force appearing again.

"What's your name?" Suddenly remembered that he didn't know the name of the person in front of him.

"Marvin Wackner." The middle-aged policeman replied immediately.

I've been waiting for him to ask my name!

Gustav Cook has been sold, of course he must hold on to the thigh in front of him.

The other party didn't react when he heard Gustav Cook's name. Regardless of whether he really had Moore Lane's background or not, at least he wasn't afraid of Gustav Cook, so it was worth his gamble.

"I'll call you Marvin." Art didn't ask him about the invitation letter. If he was Gustav Cook, he couldn't tell him. Instead, he asked: "Is there any clue or clue in this case Is it a strange place? At that time, who was Monica Crane partying with?"

"The ones who gathered with Monica Crane are some current and graduated students of Moya University, all of whom are girls." Marvin Wackner replied smoothly, "The only clue is your invitation letter, companion. Suspects have been ruled out, and we were turned away when we went to the Sterling Club. However, the Sterling Club has issued a reward for finding the murderer. There is still something strange about her posture when she died, lying flat on the ground with her hands crossed Putting it on the chest, the expression is very serene, without the table knife, it is like a sleeping lady."

"Is it some kind of ritual?" Art immediately thought of the cult's ritual.

"I guess the same way, but I haven't found a similar case yet." Marvin Wackner tried hard to demonstrate his value.

"Come in." Yate also had no idea, he just had a better understanding of rituals, not much about specific rituals.

I want to ask some more details, but it is not appropriate to always stand at the door.

Marvin Wackner breathed a sigh of relief.

This small detail proves that Art really intends to accept him.

The three policemen behind him could only follow silently.

No say.

Fate has bound Marvin Wackner.

Art invited them to the living room and poured them water before asking for details.

Marvin Wackner knew all the answers.

"Let's take a look, what's so special about this invitation." After asking, Art found the invitation.

The letter was left by him.

Seeing that he took out the invitation letter calmly, the four Marvin Wackner did not dare to complain, so they could only get together to observe.

The three policemen obviously resisted and didn't want to get involved too deeply.

Unfortunately, they have no choice.

No need for Art, Marvin Wackner won't keep them out of it!

The invitation letter is slightly larger than the hand of an adult man. It is light pink, exquisite in workmanship, with patterns on the edges. It has a faint and pleasant fragrance, much like a girl's body fragrance, and has an inexplicable attraction to men.

While the four Marvin Wackner were carefully checking, Art was also observing.

There is no difference in using spiritual perception.

Marvin Wackner is undoubtedly the most attentive and hardworking one.

Fumble and check tirelessly, every word and every pattern is not missed!

The three policemen were the first to give up.

I really can't see anything.

Don't blame them, because Art didn't find anything either.

Only Marvin Wackner hasn't given up yet.

From the beginning to the end, his face was expressionless, and it was impossible to see whether he had discovered something.

Emotions are well controlled.

Art waited quietly without urging him.

After a while, Marvin Wackner put the invitation letter back on the table. Just when several people thought his inspection was over, he suddenly scratched the invitation letter lightly with his nails.

However, as if he didn't notice it, he scratched it several times with an unwilling expression on his face.

Ok?

Arthur's heart skipped a beat.

Just now he said that he is in good control of his emotions, why is it so obvious all of a sudden?

It's like doing it on purpose for people to see!

After understanding, Yate suddenly reached out and patted the three policemen.

2 people were knocked out by him.

The other person retreated quickly, dodging his tentative attack!

really!

Thanks to Marvin Wackner's hint, otherwise he really didn't find out.

"How did you find out?" However, the man thought he had found out, turned his head slightly, and asked curiously.

That frizzy young man with pimples on his face!

The acting skills are really good, Yate didn't notice his abnormality at all!

Of course, it was also because of preconceived ideas and no careful investigation.

However, Marvin Wackner's acting skills were better. He pretended to be shocked, put away the invitation letter without a trace, and hid aside.

Has the grown-up world rolled to this extent?

No acting skills!

"Why kill her?" Yate also wanted to get some information from the person in front of him, so he was not in a hurry to do it.

"Monica Crane?" A wicked smile appeared on the young policeman's face, a bit like a clown, exaggerated and mocking.

Art didn't answer, just looked at him lightly.

It's impossible not to know who you're asking.

"We didn't kill her." Seeing that he was not cooperating, the young policeman could only continue as if nothing had happened.

"Then you are from Gustav Cook?" Art asked with a frown.

His expression seemed to be relaxed.

Not so much if it was someone Gustav Cook sent to spy on Marvin Wachner.

Because you can find Gustav Cook himself.

"Hey..." Accompanied by an evil laugh, the young policeman suddenly made his move.

However, it was Art who was faster than him.

Static force field!

Psychic Hammer!

Frost Nova!

charge!

In order to capture him alive, Yate threw 3 control skills in a row, and finally ended with a charge.

It is also because the strength can only be displayed by about one-third, and I am worried that it is not enough.

Poor Marvin Wackner.

The living room is just that big, and the static force field and frost nova are range skills. He is inevitably affected. First, he is paralyzed by the electricity, and then he is terribly frozen. Unprepared, his face is distorted.