At this moment, the office door was pushed open suddenly, and Dean walked in.
Dean: What did I miss?
Sam glared at him: This is my partner - Agent Murdock.
Dean opened his big mouth and showed a bright smile to Cara: Don't call him "agent", it's too foreign. Just call me Dean.
Cara also laughed: I am doctor Roberts.
Dean leaned against the desk and looked at Cara with ambiguous eyes: Then... is there anything else I can do to help? For example, help you move your things, or buy you a cup of coffee?
Sam cleared his throat and interrupted him: Uh... there is one last thing. This chemical substance, this...
Cara smiled: Oxytocin.
Sam:... Oxytocin--what would cause such high levels?
Cara shook his head: I have never seen such a situation. Under normal circumstances, even mothers who have just given birth will not have such high oxytocin levels. Unless... it was artificially injected. But I did not find any pinholes in their bodies.
Sam stood up: OK. No problem. Thank you, doctor.
Dean: He also stood up and winked at Cara before leaving: By the way, try eating a greasy breakfast. It is the most effective way to cure a hangover. By the way, we also have a friend named Bai Haorui. If he were here, he could perform continuous backflips for you. I wonder if you are interested.
Cara smiled and threatened: Be careful, man. I am the only doctor in this town. If you break your leg, you can only seek treatment from me.
The two of them walked out of the office and walked along the corridor of the hospital.
Dean said dissatisfiedly: Brother, you have completely ruined my good deeds. That doctor is so beautiful, and he looks very interesting.
Sam ignored him and looked at his notebook while walking: So, Wiley and Snyder are also recruited?
Dean sighed: One emptied his personal retirement account, the other drained his child's college fund - all on the same thing.
Sam: Stripper?
Dean: A club called "Honey Wagon".
Sam: They also had an affair with a stripper named Jasmine?
Dean shook his head: Yes and no. This is the interesting part. Every man hooks up with different women. Wiley is called Aurora, and Snyder is called Ariel.
Sam: Is there any connection between these women?
Dean: Their descriptions of them were exactly the same, word for word - perfect, exactly how they wanted them to be. And they all disappeared without a trace after the crime, leaving no trace.
Sam sneered: Yes, at least their dream lovers convinced them to kill the people closest to them.
Dean: That's right.
Sam: You know, it feels like they've been under a love spell.
Dean nodded: It seems so. And this curse also made them completely crazy.
Sam: That's right.
Sam glanced at Dean: You look very happy.
Dean rubbed his hands excitedly: Stripper, Sam. Stripper. We actually received a case related to strippers. If Haorui were here, you would be checking the information alone, and the two of us would already be watching the show at the club.
Sam rolled his eyes: Can you be more serious? We are investigating a case.
Dean: I am very serious. There is no conflict between investigating crimes and watching performances.
A huge colorful tent stood on the edge of the desert, like a bright flower blooming on the yellow land. An eye-catching neon sign hung at the door, which read "Thorn Brothers Grand Circus-The World's Most Wonderful Show", with images of clowns, tigers and trapeze artists next to it. The door was full of cars and pickup trucks, and many families with children lined up to buy tickets. The air was filled with the smell of popcorn, marshmallows, hot dogs and gasoline, filling the atmosphere with joy.
Bai Haorui and Bobby, wearing ordinary casual clothes and baseball caps, walked into the circus among the crowd. The tent was brightly lit, and a huge chandelier hung from the top of the tent, illuminating the circular performance venue in the middle. The surrounding stands were filled with spectators, and the children screamed excitedly and waved the glow sticks in their hands.
The performance had already begun. The first person to appear was a group of clowns, wearing colorful clothes and funny makeup on their faces, running around the venue, throwing cream cakes at each other, and interacting with the audience from time to time, making the children laugh. Then came the magician's performance. He made a white dove out of a hat, put an assistant into a box, pierced the box with a sword, and then opened the box, but the assistant disappeared without a trace. The audience let out bursts of exclamation.
Then the animal trainer led the tigers to perform a fire ring performance. The animal trainer held a whip in his hand and shouted loudly. Three majestic tigers jumped over the burning fire ring in turn, and the audience burst into thunderous applause. Next was the tightrope performance, a The girl in a red tights walked on a steel wire more than ten meters above the ground, and also performed thrilling moves such as handstands and somersaults. The audience held their breath. It was not until she reached the other side safely that they breathed a sigh of relief and burst into warm applause.
While watching the performance, Bai Haorui released Spiritual Sense, scanning the entire tent. Spiritual Sense was like a large invisible net, covering a radius of several miles. He could clearly sense everyone's aura, among which there were twelve cold and evil auras, distributed in every corner of the tent. The ticket checkers at the door, the popcorn sellers, the acrobats, the animal trainers... all were vampires.
Bai Haorui was thinking in his mind, and his eyes fell on a man in a black suit and a top hat in the center of the venue. The man was standing at the edge of the stage, holding a cane in his hand, with an elegant smile on his face, watching the performance. But there was no warmth in his eyes, as cold as a poisonous snake.
Bai Haorui pretended to buy popcorn and whispered to Bobby: The one standing by the stage, wearing a black suit and a top hat, is Marcus, right?
Bobby followed his gaze, and his eyes instantly became cold, and the popcorn bucket in his hand was pinched and deformed: Yes. That's him. I knew him even when he turned into ashes.
Bobby pointed at the animal trainer: Have you seen the animal trainer in red performance clothes? His name is Jessie, and he is Marcus's right-hand man. Two years ago, he was the one who killed Tom's son.
At this moment, the performance reached its climax. A girl in a white gauze skirt performed a trapeze. She swung back and forth on a high-altitude swing, like a light butterfly. She made various thrilling moves, flying from one swing to another, and the audience screamed.
Bai Haorui noticed that the girl's eyes were empty, without any energy, and her face was as pale as paper. There were obvious pinholes on her wrists, and two faint tooth marks could be seen vaguely on her neck.
She was also a victim. Controlled by vampires who forced her to perform. These bastards...
Bai Haorui's eyes became cold.
After the performance, the audience left one after another and the lights in the tent gradually dimmed. Bai Haorui and Bobby pretended to be left behind and slipped into the employee passage backstage while no one was paying attention.
The backstage was dimly lit, with performance props and costumes piled everywhere, including a clown's red nose, a magician's hat, a tiger's cage, a trapeze swing... The air was filled with a strange smell of sweat, cosmetics, animal feces and a faint smell of blood. The corridor was empty, with only the sound of voices and footsteps coming from afar.
Bai Haorui and Bobby pressed against the wall and walked forward cautiously. Spiritual Sense and Spiritual Sense had their hearings fully turned on, alert to the movements around them.
The "Honey Wagon" striptease club is located on the edge of the town. It is a dilapidated red brick building. There is a neon sign hanging at the door, with a picture of a woman in a bikini, and the neon lights are flashing.
Dean and Sam pushed open the door and walked in. The club was dimly lit, filled with smoke, and deafening music blasted into their faces. On the stage, a woman wearing a black bikini was dancing, and several men were sitting under the stage, drinking and watching the performance.
The boss was sitting behind the bar. He was a man with a bald head and a scar on his face. When he saw Dean and Sam walking in, he raised his head and blew out a smoke ring.
The boss looked at them impatiently: Who are you looking for?
Dean: We are looking for three girls--Jasmine, Aurora and Ariel.
The boss sneered: Do you really think these names are meaningful to me? Here, every girl can change three or four names every day.
Dean: One has red hair, about 1.75 meters. The other is Asian, about 1.6 meters. The third one has blond hair and blue eyes.
The boss interrupted him: Do you know how many girls I have to deal with every day? Fake names, fake hair, fake breasts, fake butts. I can't remember who they are at all.
Sam frowned: You must have some documents, salary slips, etc. There must be a way to record these strippers, right?
The boss sneered: Come on, the strippers are independent contractors who get cash. I don't care about their business, and they don't bother me. They can come when they want and leave when they want.
Dean said in a serious tone: Three of your customers killed their wives. Don't you think this is strange?
The boss shrugged: Yes, I think it's super weird. But you know what? This is not my problem. I'm just a club owner. What they do outside has nothing to do with me.
The two walked out of the club, the sun was dazzling. Dean put on his sunglasses and squinted at the sky.
Dean: Is there anything gained?
Sam shook his head: No. The boss didn't see anything here.
Dean took out his cell phone: I just had a phone call with Bobby. We have a formal speculation.
Sam: What speculation?
Dean: Siren.
Sam surprised: Greece The siren in mythology? Like the one in "Odyssey"?
Dean is dissatisfied: Hey, I have also read books. Yes, but sirens are not myths. They are beautiful creatures that specialize in preying on men and seducing them with their songs.
Sam smiled: Let me guess - it's "Welcome to the Jungle"? No, no, it's "Cherry Pie" by Warrant?
Dean rolled his eyes: Their singing is just a metaphor - it's their charm, their seduction, do you understand?
Sam: So if they twist, the man will become a walking zombie?
Dean put away his smile and nodded: Pretty much. Sirens live on the island. The sailors will chase them desperately, completely ignoring the rocks on the shore, and eventually they will be smashed to pieces.
Sam: It sounds exactly the same as Adam.
Dean sneered: Ha. If you were a siren from 2009 and wanted to destroy a bunch of idiots, where would you open a store?
Sam: So, they can become whatever men like?
Dean: Yes. You see, sirens can read minds. They can see what you want most and then disguise themselves - just like an illusion.
Sam: So they are actually the same woman, but become different dream lovers?
Dean: Yes, it's very possible. Sirens usually live alone.
Sam: Then how to kill it?
Dean shrugged: Bobby is looking it up. But even if we knew it... how would we find it? It could be anyone. It could be a waiter at a bar, a cashier at a supermarket, or even... Doctor Cara.
Sam's face changed: Don't talk nonsense. Cara Doctor can't be a siren.
Dean looked at him and said meaningfully: How do you know? The siren can become whatever anyone likes.
The light in the background was getting darker and darker, with only a few emergency lights on, emitting a faint yellow light. Bai Haorui and Bobby continued to walk forward. The doors of the rooms on both sides of the corridor were closed, and voices and laughter occasionally came from inside.
Bai Haorui's Spiritual Sense suddenly moved. He stopped, pointed to a room in front of him with a sign that said "No one allowed to enter," and said to Bobby in a low voice:
Bai Haorui: There are three girls inside, tied to chairs, with cloth balls stuffed in their mouths. There are also two vampires guarding them.
Bobby nodded, took out a silver pistol from his waist, and checked the bullets: OK. You go and deal with them, I will guard the door to prevent anyone from coming.
Bai Haorui: Be careful.
Bai Haorui gently opened the door, and the room was dark. The two vampires immediately turned their heads and rushed towards the door, letting out a low roar. Bai Haorui thought, and two purple-gold True Gang Blade shot out from the fingertips, like two bolts of lightning, instantly piercing the hearts of the two vampires. The two vampires let out a scream, and their bodies quickly turned into two pools of black ashes.
Bobby walked in and turned on the lights in the room. The three young girls were tied to chairs, with cloth balls stuffed in their mouths, and their faces were full of tears and fear. Seeing Bai Haorui and Bobby, their eyes showed the light of hope.
Bobby walked over and untied the ropes from the girls: Don't be afraid, we are here to rescue you.
The cloth ball in the girl's mouth was taken out, and she immediately cried: Thank you... Thank you... I thought I was dead...
Bai Haorui said in a gentle tone: You go hide in the next room first, don't make any noise, and lock the door. We will take you out after we have finished killing all the vampires. Don't trust anyone, except the two of us.
The girl nodded tremblingly: Okay... Okay.
Bai Haorui and Bobby walked out of the room and closed the door. At this moment, footsteps and voices came from the end of the corridor. Bai Haorui and Bobby looked at each other and immediately hid in a nearby room where props were stacked.
A vampire opened the door and walked into the room just now. When he saw the ashes on the ground, he immediately shouted:
Vampire: No! Someone broke in! Someone rescued those girls!
The siren suddenly sounded, and the sharp sound echoed throughout the backstage. The whole backstage was instantly in chaos, with footsteps and shouts everywhere.
Marcus's voice came from the radio, with a hint of joking smile: Two guests, since you are here, let me entertain you well. Don't leave in a hurry, I have prepared many surprises for you.
Bai Haorui and Bobby rushed out of the props room and ran towards the depths of the backstage. Vampires came from all directions, holding knives and sticks in their hands. Bai Haorui was covered in purple and gold True Gang It rose, forming a thick Gang Qi shield, blocking all the flying knives and sticks. He waved his right hand, and the mahogany sword appeared in his hand. The sword was wrapped with purple and gold True Gang, and with one sword he split a vampire in half.
Bobby hid behind the Gang Qi shield and shot the vampire's heart accurately with a silver pistol. The bullets were filled with the cold air of silver, and each shot could make the vampire scream in pain.
At this moment, a vampire suddenly grabbed a circus worker who ran out of the next room and put a knife on her neck.
The vampire shouted at Bai Haorui: Stop! Otherwise I will kill her!
Bai Haorui stopped immediately. The staff member was trembling with fear and tears kept flowing.
Bai Haorui's tone was cold: Let her go. If you have any problem, come to me.
The vampire sneered: Put down your sword! Otherwise I will kill her now!
Bai Haorui pretended to hesitate and slowly put down the mahogany sword in his hand. At this moment, another vampire rushed over from the side, and clawed at Bai Haorui's back with its sharp claws. Bai Haorui had noticed him long ago, and ducked sideways to condense True Fire with his left hand. He slapped him and the vampire was instantly ignited and turned into black ash.
"Haorui!" Bobby shouted, raised his hand and shot the vampire who was holding the hostage in the head. The vampire's head exploded instantly, and black blood splashed all over the staff member.
Bai Haorui rushed to the staff member in an instant and pushed him towards the door: run quickly, don't be in a daze.
The two continued to run deeper into the backstage, killing more than a dozen vampires along the way. Finally, they came to a stairway leading underground. The stairway exuded a strong smell of blood and putrefaction.
Bai Haorui Spiritual Sense Scanned Marcus below. There are also the last five vampires.
Bobby nodded and clenched the silver pistol in his hand: Okay. We must kill him this time.
Dean was sitting by the bed, holding his mobile phone in his hand, pacing anxiously. He had called Bobby three times, but no one answered. Sam's mobile phone was placed on the bedside table and suddenly rang.
Dean: Hey, Sam. Sam? Are you listening?
Sam: (Voice on the other end of the phone) Lenny Bristol must have been a victim of the Kraken too.
Dean: Have you seen him?
Sam: Saw it. He said he brought home a stripper named Belle. A few hours later, he killed his mother. Of course, Belle disappeared without a trace after that.
Dean Surprised: Wait. He killed his mother?
Sam said in a heavy tone: the person closest to him.
After a while, Sam opened the door and walked in. Dean handed him the phone.
Dean: By the way, you... forgot your phone.
Sam took the phone: Thank you.
Dean's cell phone rang again, this time it was Bobby. Dean immediately answered the call and turned on the speakerphone. Gunshots, vampire roars and the sound of wind came from the other end of the phone.
Bobby gasped: Sam, have you found her?
Sam: No, and she seems to have no intention of stopping. What about you? Did you find anything?
Bobby: Well, I suddenly remembered something recorded in the ancient poem Greece. As expected, wait a minute, let me take the speakerphone. I remember it said that you need "a bronze dagger stained with the blood of sailors who were fascinated by the singing."
Dean frowned: What on earth does this mean?
Bobby: I don't know. This is a message that has been passed down for three thousand years. I guess? The siren's spell has nothing to do with the song. It is probably some kind of toxin or venom. She injects the toxin into the blood of the victims, and then they become killers like "The Manchurian Candidate".
Sam: Well, do you think she got it during sex?
Bobby sneered: It's possible. Supernatural STD.
Dean: No matter how it is infected, once it is successful, the siren will have to be careful about her own life. If she herself is poisoned...
Bobby: You will die. Just like a snake being poisoned by its own venom.
Sam: Then we just need to draw some blood from those guys in prison?
Bobby: It's not that simple. Those people are no longer under the control of the curse. The toxin has disappeared from their blood. I have no idea where you can find the blood you need. Be careful. These things are very cunning. When Haorui and I finish solving the matter here, we will go find you immediately.
Dean: Okay. You should also be careful.
After hanging up the phone, Dean looked at Sam with a worried look on his face.
Dean: Haorui There seems to be trouble over there. There are gunfire and shouting on the phone.
Sam nodded: I hope they are fine. Haorui is so powerful, there should be no problem.
Dean: I hope so. What should we do now? The Kraken may be around us, but we don't know it.
Sam thought for a while: Let's go to Dr. Cara's office. She also has the blood samples of the suspects. Let's take the blood samples and see if we can extract toxins from them. Then we will find a way to find the Kraken.
Dean: Okay. Let's do it.
In the underground lair, the walls are covered with moss, and rusty iron chains are hung everywhere. Bones and blood stains are scattered on the ground, as well as some tattered clothes and shoes. The air is filled with a strong smell of blood and putrefaction, which makes people sick.
Marcus took the last five vampires and stood in the center of the lair, waiting for Bai Haorui and Bobby. Marcus held a silver in his hand The whip, the whip was engraved with dark runes, glowing strangely under the dim light. He had a cruel smile on his face, and his eyes were like poisonous snakes staring at Bai Haorui and Bobby who were walking down.
Marcus applauded: Wonderful! It's wonderful! I didn't expect two hunters to come here. Bobby·Singer, long time no see. You are still alive. I thought you had turned into a pile of bones.
Bobby gritted his teeth: Marcus! Today I must avenge Tom and them! I will cut off your head and hang it on my wall!