48 Hours a Day

Ole and Alessia sank after seeing the pool of blood.

Although the two want to convince themselves that Ai Li is still okay, this pool of blood is someone else’s, maybe it came from the person who attacked him, but the place where the blood was located is exactly where Ai Li was sitting before, and his seat There are traces of being chopped off by a sharp weapon on the chair. In addition, Aili’s whereabouts are unknown and have not contacted them until now. Both Ole and Alessia know that their companions are likely to have been more fierce. Up.

Zhang Heng also followed them to the front of the van and checked the scene by the way, "Well, the blood stains did not flow out of a wound. The victim received at least 20 knives, and his body has been in the whole process. Twisting and avoiding, there will be knife marks on the seat. This also shows from the side that the level of the assailant is not very good, but it seems that the victim should be restricted from movement, at least he was tied up with his hands and feet. , So I can't avoid it."

"He, is he still alive?" Song Jia also followed, and couldn't help asking.

"It's impossible. Even if this amount of bleeding is not cut to the point, it will not be saved." Zhang Heng said.

Song Jia's expression turned gloomy when she heard the words, and then she would see Zhang Heng cast her gaze into the distance, so she asked again, "What?"

"I'm worried that there may be problems with Doctor Baker." Zhang Heng said, "Because Ole and Alessia said that they stared at Doctor Baker's residence to protect him, but now they mistakenly think we are what evil. The apostle of the spirit, follow us all the way here, no one on Doctor Baker's side is watching."

Songjia was surprised. She and Ole’s small group of three people only met today, especially Ai Li, who only had a relationship in the bar. Although I heard that the other party was likely to be killed, although I felt sad, there was no more. Thoughts, but Dr. Baker has known each other since she was a child, and she has been to each other many times, Songjia couldn't help but worry about the other party, "Then let's go to his clinic."

"Ok."

After Songjia finished speaking, he looked at Ole and Alessia on the side and asked if they were traveling together. The two Inuit shook their heads and Ole said, "We told someone to deliver the holy Here, something has happened to Aili, we have to ensure the safety of the holy relics. Sorry, we can’t take care of Dr. Baker’s side, but I’ve already told the teacher and asked the tribe to send someone to help. At that time we will go to Aili together, and if there are extra staff, we will also help you."

Ole clenched his fists as he spoke, and he could see that he and Alessia had been hit hard at the moment. Alec was a member of the trio and their closest friend. When Ai Li was probably killed, they could not wait to find the murderer for revenge.

But even the hottest Ole did not act arrogantly at this time, because they knew that the safety of the holy relic was more important, especially when they realized that someone might have been eyeing them.

"Well, let's change the contact information first." Song Jia suggested.

She and Ole hurriedly changed their mobile phone numbers, and then ran all the way to start the off-road vehicle, but when she ran to the front of the car, she found that Zhang Heng was already sitting on it, and this time the latter was sitting on it. Driving position.

"I'll be driving this time, I can get there sooner." Zhang Heng said.

"Oh, okay." Song Jia was startled, without saying anything, and opened the door on the other side.

Then I saw Zhang Heng start the car, the off-road vehicle let out a roar and rushed into the street. As the speed of the car continued to increase, Songjia not only fastened the seat belt, but also reached out and grabbed the handrail on the roof, even I forgot to ask if I wanted to ask before, I just felt that the street scenes on both sides were going backwards faster and faster, and there was a whirr of wind in my ears.

However, the two arrived at the door of Dr. Baker’s clinic in three minutes. They saw that the door of the previously closed clinic was actually open before getting off the car. This seemed to confirm Zhang Heng’s previous experience from the side. guess.

He drew the pistol from his waist and said to Song Jia, "Wait for you to follow behind me."

Zhang Heng originally wanted Songjia to stay in the car, but thought of what happened to Aili, and finally chose to take Songjia, but Songjia and him were a little bit apart, and the two of them were just like this. Then he touched Dr. Baker's clinic.

They just came here not long ago. Songjia felt that the atmosphere here was a little depressed, but now this depressive feeling is even stronger, and there are scattered medicine bottles on the ground, the medicine cabinet is empty, the table and The sofa was also overturned to the ground, and the most eye-catching and disturbing thing was the line of red scribbles on the wall. It seemed that someone cut his finger and wrote it in blood.

Zhang Heng glanced at it. It was a very simple sentence, and it was in English, so he could understand it without Songjia's translation.

-It's coming!

"What is it?" Songjia asked, and as soon as her voice fell, she heard the sound of violin music coming from the building.

It's just that the sound can't be connected to a sheet of music at all. The player simply puts together the messy noises roughly, just like someone scratching a blackboard with a chalk. A few simple notes can bring strong physical discomfort.

Zhang Heng did not answer Song Jia's question, but walked upstairs following the sound of the violin, and saw a rickety figure in Doctor Baker's bedroom.

The other party was sitting on a chair with his back to them, so Zhang Heng couldn't see his face, but it is certain that it was not Dr. Baker himself. He looked more like a street musician who was doing street art. , With his beloved violin, wandering in the ocean of music together.

But listening to his performance, Songjia is not difficult to understand why he wanders on the streets. To be honest, it is blasphemous to call this kind of performance a performance. The girl only thinks that her brain will be congested if she listens to it, plus her Anxiously inquiring about the whereabouts of Doctor Baker, he said, "Hello."

It's a pity that the violinist in the room seemed to be totally intoxicated by his performance and couldn't hear anything other than that. Songjia had to raise the volume again, and knocked on the door panel, this time the opposite finally reacted.

The player put down the violin in his hand and turned his face away.

Songjia found out that the other party was actually younger than she thought, probably in her early twenties. It was only because of his roughness and a haggard look that made him look a little older, and his eyes flashed with strange fanaticism. color.

"Who are you and why are you at Dr. Baker's residence?" Song Jia asked.

The person on the other side did not answer, but said excitedly in a low, hoarse voice.

"Fingaloo-Magnapho-Cthulhu-Lalaiye-Uganagall-Ftan."

After saying this, he turned around and jumped out of the window.