MTL - I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain-Chapter 18 Extraordinary

  Chapter 18 Extraordinary

  The flying dust cast an indelible haze on the messy Santiago Cathedral.

  All chaos ended with a final loud roar.

  The tall statue of the goddess shattered into two parts, and without any accident, it hit the believers who pushed it with their own hands. They could no longer dance happily, and lay peacefully on the cold floor of the church.

"Da da…"

   On Central Avenue, there was the sound of trampling horseshoes one after another, and dozens of horses and vehicles shuttled through this already lively street.

  After receiving the report, the law enforcement officers in the uniform of the Police Agency have surrounded the church and formed a quarantine zone.

  This crazy and unexpected terrorist attack happened too fast,

   There was no time to react.

   "Ahem."

  Tu Fu, who left the stage with his family in advance, let out a cloudy breath from his lungs:

   "It's safe."

   Seeing the dust settle, Tu Fu, who had been tense all the time, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. His decision just now not only saved his aunt who joined the choir, but also avoided the last turmoil in advance.

  Compared to those who were injured innocently because of watching the excitement, their family was lucky enough to get away unharmed.

   "Little husband, Sophie."

  A middle-aged man shouted loudly in the chaotic crowd.

  Wearing a police uniform, Uncle Ethan, who was frantic with anxiety, ran towards the family with a face full of anxiety. He was panting hard, and dense beads of sweat rolled down his forehead continuously.

   "It's okay, everything is over."

   After rushing out from the crowd, Ethan hugged the frightened Aunt Anfeier, and the latter's suppressed fear finally had an outlet, and hugged her husband tightly.

   "This group of **** should be crazily stealing tributes."

  Looking at the blood-red uncle who was all over the church, the corners of his eyes began to turn red. After learning the news of the accident in the church in Santiago, he fell into great self-blame and sadness, and hated the stupid decision he had made before.

   There is no other way but to leave as soon as possible.

  A young police officer who followed his uncle, Maren Dale, could not help showing a strange look on his face after he obtained the cause of death from the autopsy during the on-site inspection.

  Because the group of believers who launched the terrorist attack were smashed to death, but the real cause of their death was exhaustion.

   What is even more surprising is that a smile froze on their icy corpses.

   A sarcastic smile.

   "Sheriff, the bodies of these people are exactly the same as the previous deaths of victims in the Wood District." Mullen quietly told Ethan what he found, and pointed out the doubts he found, "I think it may be done by the same person."

   Except for a few who were crushed to death, most of the dead were foaming at the mouth and their limbs twitched. The cause of death all came from organ failure.

   Obviously, someone deliberately used such a handwriting,

   to blaspheme God.

   "I'll get that **** guy out and make him pay the price." It was rare for Uncle Ethan to make up his mind to do a good job, and he was determined to fight the people behind the scenes.

   "Thanks to my husband today, without his reminder, I really can't imagine the consequences."

  Auntie told in detail what happened just now, starting with the conflict with the doorman Fredo. This quarrel happened to save their family from a terrible disaster.

  Ethan couldn't help but feel surprised after hearing this, but there was more sadness on his face, "Little man, I'm amazed at your bravery. I really can't believe what would have happened without you."

   "I think there is no need to say thank you among family members." Tu Fu squeezed out a smile.

  "Your behavior is too unusual. This is not an ordinary criminal case. Someone will definitely notice this. So no matter who comes to ask about the process of this matter, you must answer truthfully, and you must not lie."

  The smile on Tu Fu's face froze.

  Even Ethan noticed that this happened too much, but he patted Tu Fu on the shoulder to comfort him: "But don't worry, I will take care of everything."

   Staring at the dilapidated statue in the church, Ethan suddenly remembered his identity as a believer, put his hands on his chest, and extended his most sincere greetings to the gods to the dead bodies in the church:

   "Praise be to... the most merciful goddess."

  …

  Leeds Police Department attaches great importance to this attack. It is not easy to take care of the casualties, work in the church, and silence the crowd.

  A large group of people came in and out, but Tu Fu and many other witnesses could not leave without authorization.

   "It turned out to be the same method of death. The serial murders in Wood District and the attack on the church on Central Street. Is this the use of extraordinary power?"

  Tu Fu was sitting on a pew outside the church and was reviewing what had happened when something happened to him.

   "Hello, Mr. Cape, I am Dutton Fix from the City Police Department. We have done a basic investigation into this attack. Before that, some of your behavior made us feel strange.

   This is not to suspect that you are the murderer, but please cooperate with our investigation. "

  The people uncle said came faster than expected. After a short period of confusion, a strange combination came to Tu Fu.

  The speaking sergeant Fix showed his police ID. Two superintendents directly under the police department including him and a middle-aged man wearing police uniforms all had senior triangular sun badges.

  The middle-aged police officer's face was covered with stubble, and he looked completely unkempt, and his body exuded a strong and pungent aura.

   That's the awful smell of alcohol and bad perfume.

  Noticing Tu Fu's sniffing behavior, the decadent middle-aged police officer explained to himself: "Those drunk drunks always like to make trouble in pubs, and it's bad to deal with these facts."

  This is the lameest excuse I've heard this year, even Sophie couldn't fool her...

   "Okay, as an enthusiastic citizen, I think I am obliged to cooperate with the gentlemen's investigation."

  Tu Fu forced a smile to deal with it, and then followed the three of them into a carriage with no sign and no siren.

   There were no windows installed on both sides of the vehicle body, and only two lights were burning on both sides of the carriage. The three police officers did not say a word while driving, and the atmosphere seemed very depressing.

  The road kept undulating and turning along the way, and it was impossible to judge which direction it was going.

   Until the long drive time passed, Tu Fu was blindfolded and got out of the car and was taken all the way.

   It wasn't until shortly after getting off the car that he followed several police officers along the way, and just after taking off the black cloth, he realized that he was already in a separate interrogation room.

   "Sorry, this is customary."

  Officer Fix explained their behavior, "You look nervous?"

   "Of course, it's the first time I've experienced such a thing, and I'm still a little scared now."

  Tu Fu gritted his teeth and adjusted his emotions in time. He was three-point nervous with two-point fear, and just the right amount of confusion and helplessness, vividly showing the ordinary atmosphere of a common people in the market.

  The other one who spoke was an elderly police officer with green eyes: "Don't worry, we just want to ask you for some information, remember Fredo from the church?"

   "Of course, that's a nice guy with a warm heart, how is he doing now?"

   “Unfortunately, he was not breathing when we went.”

  Tu Fu's mind became more and more heavy, "If it wasn't for stopping those guys, maybe Mr. Feredo could escape too."

   "Yes, but this is not important anymore. I heard that you had some quarrels with him before?"

   "That's because I accidentally asked a very unreasonable question."

   "You can say it again."

   "That's really a very unreasonable question." Tu Fu was very frustrated and had to repeat the classic contradiction question.

   "Hmm, Spear and Shield of the Goddess of Wisdom?"

  Hearing this answer, the decadent expression of the middle-aged alcoholic police officer gave birth to a trace of vitality, trying to control his facial expressions, but in the end he still burst out laughing loudly,

   "He didn't kill you, as expected of Mr. Good Temper."

  Seeing the dissatisfied eyes of the two colleagues, the alcoholic police officer waved his hands, "Hey, guys, this is obviously very funny."

   "Do you know what happened in the church just now?"

  Officer Fix didn't bother to take care of this guy. His voice was loud and rich, and with such aura, he could easily overwhelm the psychological defenses of ordinary people.

   "It was nothing at first, they were just singing hymns, which is a normal thing on a Sunday.

   But then it became not quite right, someone started to go crazy without warning, and started dancing in front of the **** statue, dancing crazily, the clergy in the church tried to control him, and finally subdued him after a lot of effort.

   At first, it was just one person going crazy, and then more and more people joined in somehow, and it all seemed so abnormal. "

  Tu Fu's statement is completely consistent with the information they learned from the scene.

  Many people witnessed this scene at the time, and he had nothing to hide.

   "Crazy...dance...then push it to the idol..." The decadent middle-aged police officer carefully pondered the weirdness of this case, slowly mentioned those key words, and casually played with a pen,

  His deep and vicissitudes of voice seemed to have some kind of charm, soothing the fragile heart of the interrogated, "Don't you think, this is very strange?"

   "Obviously, this is definitely a mysterious incident!"

   Somehow, under the guidance of the other party, Tu Fu obeyed the thoughts in his heart, and blurted out this sentence directly.

  After opening his mouth, Tu Fu's heart trembled suddenly: "What am I talking about?"

  Invisibly, he actually revealed the true thoughts in his heart, as if there was an irresistible magic power, inducing him to obey his heart.

speak out,

   Say it all.

  However, the decadent Mr. Police Officer's eyes lit up, but he didn't stop asking, "There is no doubt that this is a mysterious incident, a vicious mysterious incident, so when did you become aware of it?"

"It's him?"

  Tu Fu focused his eyes on the middle-aged policeman, who was the weakest and least serious of the three, and everything became unusual after he spoke.

   Extraordinary!

  I'm afraid that the organization that talked to him turned out to be an extraordinary organization that maintains law and order in Liz.

  Tu Fu also immediately realized that this was probably a certain sequence of extraordinary abilities.

  A strange ability similar to "Veritaserum".

   No wonder Uncle said just now, never try to lie when you meet these people.

  Tu Fu clenched his teeth, beads of sweat ran across his temples on both sides of his forehead, ready to resist this wave of questioning.

  If you keep asking this question, he might even reveal things like weeding his pants when he was a child. What's even more frightening is that those weird memories about the previous life will be found out by people.

   "Tu Fu, you actually knew about this a long time ago, right?"

  The other party still did not let go, and once again increased his tone.

   Accompanied by a sharp pain, as if burning nerves, he even wanted to sing a song in public to relieve the urge to "tell the truth" in his throat.

calm.

   Never sing here.

"You mean the incident in the church?" After a short thought, Tu Fu changed his approach to deal with it, his tone was heavy: "Just as they were singing hymns, I seemed to hear some strange voices. "

  After the words fell, Tu Fu's heart was pounding.

   succeeded.

   When telling the truth, you can naturally speak selectively.

  During the "Talk the Truth", Tu Fu pointed the finger of the question at what happened in the church, rather than the serial murders in the Wood area that he had long noticed.

  Successfully avoided revealing the secrets of the ship through this topic.

   "What kind of sound is that?" Officer Fix asked quickly, and recorded it with a pen.

   "I can't describe it. It's not just a simple musical performance. It's a very messy, chaotic, screaming, constantly echoing alternately. The sound makes my head almost explode, like the chant of the devil."

  Tu Fu's eyes showed a faint fear, revealing the just right awe of ordinary people when facing mysterious events.

  Tu Fu decided to disclose this important information. It is too inefficient to investigate the case solely by his own ability.

   In this way, his quarrel with Mr. Fredo in the church became logical, and his doubts were completely justified.

   "Oh, it turned out to be an unlucky guy with too much inspiration."

  The corner of the middle-aged police officer's mouth was rippling, and he couldn't tell whether it was a regretful or pitiful expression.

   "Inspiration?"

   "Actually, it is a person who has a stronger perception of the spiritual power of the outside world. You can understand it as a kind of talent. Sometimes you can see things you shouldn't see, or hear voices you shouldn't hear.

   But in fact, this is not a good thing. Those strange things will make people start to think about it, and sometimes it is so noisy that people will go crazy and suffer unknown injuries. "

  The decadent middle-aged police officer sighed for this.

   "What usually happens to them?" Tu Fu's heart sank.

  “Continuously struggle with these indescribable voices or things, taking medicine, self-mutilation, extreme sports, but many people fail and compromise in the end.

  Just imagine, going through such things all the time, causing schizophrenia and going crazy is already the best result. "

  The middle-aged police officer slowly analyzed based on his past experience, he had seen too many such things in his life.

certainly.

  Some people will take risks and try to do something,

  Violating taboos to try to chase the invisible and intangible path of no return.

   Enduring unspeakable pain in the dark, becoming a freak in people's eyes, a poor creature who looks beautiful but only known to himself.

  By the way, some people call these freaks and poor people,

   Extraordinary.

  (end of this chapter)