"This idiot... don't tell me he's fallen back into his old habits again. If he isn't dead this time, I'll beat him to death myself. I can't tolerate such a stupid subordinate anymore. I..."
This detective named Wade seemed to know what his missing subordinate had gone off to do, and he was utterly furious.
What made Tang Qi look at him differently, however, was that the sheriff, who had been badly frightened by the eerie horror at the scene just moments ago, now exploded with astonishing speed to save his subordinate. His fat body nimbly crossed the police line, and with a bang, he kicked the front door open.
The others hurried after him.
From Detective Wade's furious curses, as well as Nathan and Javier's disgusted expressions, it was clear that the missing Officer James...
...was probably an officer with a "stealing habit," someone who liked taking small, low-value items from crime scenes and never changed despite repeated warnings.
For someone with such a vice to become a police officer, he either had impressive detective skills or very good luck.
But this time, he clearly had neither.
When everyone followed Wade through the door and saw the scene in the living room, the detectives who had been so fierce a second ago all seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar. A chilling, horrifying aura soaked through their bodies, instantly shattering their courage.
It was not just him. Nathan, Javier, and the others were in much the same state.
The cramped living room revealed why Officer James had only managed one scream before falling silent.
It was not because he had died immediately.
It was because he could no longer scream.
His mouth had been sealed.
A curly-haired man in a police uniform floated in midair, his head tilted