Horror Studio

"Several traumas can be healed with a little self-cultivation. Do not exercise during this period of time. Bayi High School Wen?net ㈠㈠??㈧㈧" Dr. Hunter stood up, "If you have any accidents, you can come here anytime Me." After he said this, he left the room.

Marshall looked at his bandaged left arm, and ignored what Dr. Hunt said just now.

"It's getting late, I'll go to the police station as soon as possible, maybe there will be fish that slip through the net. Hall's mental state has become worse. Just seeing the "Verdela Manuscript" will make him in a trance and rest. The state of Sri Di allowed him to rest well in the Morning Star Church. Originally, he wanted to ask carefully where the manuscript came from." After confirming that Dr. Hunt had left, Marshall also walked out.

"Before, because Hall was in a bad state, and because he already knew the role of Burning Sea, he didn't carefully ask this question. Now it seems that the source of the "Verdela Manuscript" can also be explored carefully. "

Marshall walked out of the Morningstar Church and sat in the carriage.

This is not Haier's carriage. Because Linda was frightened, he was with his girlfriend.

Soon I arrived at the police station. After seeing Marshall, the policeman standing at the door nodded slightly to Marshall. This policeman was one of the policemen who went upstairs to look for Marshall.

"As for my injury to the two people, it was treated as a legitimate defense in the end, which saved me a lot of trouble." Thinking of this, Marshall chuckled, "Even after so long, I am hurting others. At that time, my heart is still extremely calm, irrelevant to good and evil, maybe this is the instinct that has always existed in my body."

After seeing Police Chief Button, Marshall made his request.

"Father Marshall, according to the regulations, we cannot disclose this to you, but the situation is special now, so...Alber, take Father Marshall to see the stubborn prisoner." Director Barton confronted Gao who was standing not far away. Said the thin police officer.

"Okay, Director Button." Aber led Marshall to the interrogation room.

Before coming to the interrogation room, Eber asked Marshall to wait outside the interrogation room and went in by himself.

Then, a short police officer came out from inside, "You are Father Marshall? You are amazing. By the way, my name is Gilbert." After he came out, he praised Marshall, his eyes full of admiration.

Marshall smiled, "Excuse me, how was the result of the interrogation?"

"We confirmed his identity. We didn’t expect to have some background. His name was Lev Weber. His father was a viscount. But after a business failure, the whole person began to fall apart. Just the year before, his father Just after he was buried, and after his father's death, Lev's whereabouts began to become more weird, and his friends never saw him again." Gilbert said that he shook his head.

"However, these are the only things we have learned. For more things, Lev didn't say anything. Even if we...use some'special' methods, it doesn't help much." Gilbert sighed. .

"Inspector Gilbert, can you let me see Lev?" Marshall asked.

"But, you..." Gilbert looked at the bandage on Marshall's left hand, thinking about the possibility of an accident in his heart.

"Please, Officer Gilbert, I will not contact Lev rashly." While speaking, Marshall quietly passed a gold coin.

Gilbert accepted Marshall’s gold coin quietly, and he looked around, "Well, but Father Marshall, you must not do anything extraordinary. If there is an accident, we may not be able to guarantee it. The safety of your arm."

"I will." Marshall nodded solemnly.

After entering the interrogation room, Albert was interrogating Lev. He turned around and saw Marshall walk into the interrogation room. Just when he wanted to say something, he was interrupted by Gilbert.

"Father Marshall wants to ask this criminal." Gilbert winked at Abe, and Abe immediately understood what he meant by going with him.

Marshall sat opposite Lev.

"It turns out that you are in your thirties, but you seem to be at least forty. Even if you say fifty, someone will believe it." Marshall said.

Lev tied his hands on the chair, his face was very tired, his eyes were emptied and he ignored Marshall.

"Why do you want "Verdra Manuscript"?" Marshall did not waste time and went directly to the topic.

Lev closed his eyes, and seeing the other party's arrogance, Gilbert patted the table angrily.

"Father Marshall, your curiosity is very heavy, but you dare not open the "Verdra Manuscript" to take a look. This is really weird." Lev finally spoke.

"Not surprising, because Father Hall warned me not to read the contents." Marshall smiled. "Compared with this, you group, I don't know how to call you, can you tell me?"

"Sakura, UU reading www.uukanshu.com pioneers who believe in Hezerac call themselves Sakura." When Lev said the title, his face was full of glory.

"Herzerak? What is it?" Marshall frowned.

Hearing Marshall’s words, Lev suddenly became very excited, “It is an existence that humans cannot understand. It is the end of this world. As long as it can appear, not just Port Molov, all dirty civilizations, all dirty Dirty humans will be destroyed by the great Hezerac."

"Is Hezerac recorded in the "Verdra Manuscript"?" Although the faces of the two police officers beside him showed mocking expressions, Marshall did not. He remained serious.

"Hey, don't you know if you look at it? Isn't the "Verdra Manuscript" on you?" Lev smiled weirdly, his eyes full of jokes.

"You want me to watch the "Verdra Manuscript" so much, because as long as I read it, I will be sensed by Hezerac, right? Whether I want it or not, I will become a Sakura." Marshall The priest took out the "Verdra Manuscript" he was carrying with him and put it on the table.

He placed his hand on the lower right corner of the manuscript and made the action he wanted to open.

"I am not a person who is easily irritated, but there may be hidden messages that can help Father Hall, so since you said that, I will open it." Marshall opened the Verdra manuscript. Horn, then, the hand was released.

"Why are you so concerned? You haven't read the "Verdra Manuscript", right? Lev." Marshall increased his good voice.

"I..." Facing Father Marshall's sudden difficulties, Lev didn't think of a way to deal with it for a while.

"Yes, you haven't read the "Verdra Manuscript", there is no doubt about it." Marshall put the manuscript back on him.