At this time, a gunshot came from the other side.

"I'm going to go there." Xia Yanzhen didn't say anything and rushed directly to the burning building in front of him.

The gunfire came from the other side.

It would take a long time to get around the main building, so he decided to just crash through it.

On the other side, a police officer fired his weapon - into the air.

Everyone has already agreed that if someone comes out, they will notify each other in this way.

There was a series of gunshots ahead.

The police officer thought that the area he was responsible for was fine, but unexpectedly, a man suddenly ran out from inside.

The body was still stained with flames and was extinguishing.

When he saw the man's face clearly, the police officer was so frightened that he almost fell down.

Isn’t the person who came out the dead Warren?

Then I thought again, no, Warren was the mastermind behind this and was just faking his death.

After regaining consciousness, the police officer decisively fired in the air, then pointed at Warren: "Don't move! Otherwise I will shoot!"

The man who looked like Warren was unmoved and walked over...limping.

As the man walked forward, he took out the book covered in blood from his chest.

Seeing this scene, the police officer fired without hesitation or was driven by fear.

The bullet hit the man squarely in the head.

The man leaned back and regained his balance. The blood hole on his forehead healed quickly.

He opened the Book of Blood and began to recite.

Those whispers composed of millions of people wailing and roaring sounded again.

That's the sound coming from hell.

The gun in the police officer's hand fell, and he suddenly covered his head and let out a shrill scream.

In an instant, my voice became hoarse and my voice became hoarse.

It can be seen that there are long bulges under his skin, as if there are countless little snakes in his body, and it seems that there are countless faces trying to break out of his body.

The scream lasted less than three seconds.

The police officer's eyes lost their brightness, his body went limp, and he lay on the ground and died.

Those twisted shapes beneath the skin gradually disappear.

"Why are you all back?" The man paused as he advanced.

He was surrounded by five evil spirits.

When he has this "Necronomicon" in hand, he can directly communicate with these evil spirits from hell.

"That little detective is so strong."

"We are not rivals."

"He 'killed' us all in less than five seconds."

A few evil spirits said something to each other.

"Wow!"

This is when a sound came from behind.

The man turned around and saw someone crashing through the wall - yes, it was a wall, appearing with the aura of fireworks.

"Warren, I found you." Xia Yanzhen and "Warren" looked at each other, "I'll give you one minute to explain the conspiracy."

"..." The man turned around, looked at Xia Yanzhen, and said word by word, "First of all, I am not that good-for-nothing Warren An!

"My name is Roy. Remember, this is the name of the person who killed you."

After that, Roy began to recite the twisted, crazy words in the Necronomicon, which were like living creatures trying to get into his mind.

Roy seemed to recognize those words, but he seemed not to recognize them.

At first glance, it seems to be that word, but at a second glance, it turns into some unknown symbol.

What Roy can do is not understand, and he doesn't dare to understand, but recite.

Just chanting is enough.

Those weird whispers sounded again.

Under Roy's skin, some distortions were vaguely visible.

Not only the distortion caused by the unknown force, but also the distorted expression caused by his own angry emotions.

His plan... failed because the madman actually set fire to the manor?!

It's simply unreasonable.

Is there no one to stop him?

Under such circumstances, how could Roy be in the mood to tell others about his plan?

That is the award that only the winner who has everything under control and is about to reach the finish line will receive - look at the shocked, horrified, and frightened expressions of others.

Now, all Roy wanted to say was, fuck that elaborate murder plan.

He just wanted the detective in front of him dead, even if he had to pay some serious price.

Roy stared at Xia Yanzhen with extremely hateful eyes, and then his angry sneer disappeared.

It turned into an expression of extreme fear.

A fist enlarged in front of his eyes.

With a strong gust of wind, it hit his nose.

Roy fell to the ground. Who am I? Where am I? What happened?
Chapter completed!