HBWnovel Chapter 302: 300, Conjunctivitis
Chapter 302: 300, Conjunctivitis
Chapter 302: 300, Conjunctivitis
“Hello, my friend has gone missing, have you seen my friend?”
At Rowling’s doorstep, the man wearing a mask, whose face and features were indistinct, sounded somewhat anxious.
He stood in the rain, holding a black umbrella, appearing very desolate.
And yet, this extinguished the rage in Rowling’s heart all at once.
It wasn’t that she harbored any goodwill, but that the Veda Sect had just killed an innocent vagrant, and now someone was showing up at her door with a missing person flier.
Rowling had joined the Veda Sect only in the past few days, and her mental resilience had not yet become completely insensitive.
Therefore, she was a bit panicked.
“I haven’t seen your friend, please ask someone else.”
Rowling’s tone was rather harsh, impatiently waving the man away.
But the man did not give up and pleaded, “Please take a good look at the missing person notice, my friend has been missing for a long time, and I’ve been searching for them.”
Rowling rebuked, “I’ve already looked, your friend’s black and white photo is very blurry, you can’t even tell who it is, and I have no interest in helping you.”@@@@
As she spoke, she glanced at the missing person notice.
The photo printed on the paper was very blurry, with only a shadow discernible and a pair of dead eyes.
This made Rowling’s expression quite unpleasant. She thought of the vagrant who had been sacrificed on the second floor; that gaze seemed somewhat similar, both gave off a very bad feeling.
The man seemed to give up on asking, and with a hoarse voice said, “Sorry to bother you, I’ll leave now.”
Rowling watched him leave, looked around to make sure no one else was around, then shut the door firmly behind her.
...
In the rain.
The murky rainwater gathered on the ground, where it flowed into the drain, forming a mini whirlpool.
Tap...
Du Wei lit the missing person notice with his lighter and watched it burn until only a corner remained, then he casually tossed it into the water.
“Judging by the time, the New York police should be on duty by now.”
His voice sounded odd. Before he had disguised himself like this, he had called the New York police to report an illegal gathering, and he vaguely mentioned his suspicion that the group might be cultists.
Given the current situation, the New York police would definitely take this seriously.
And what he needed to do next, was to wait...
Fiona’s face immediately darkened, she pulled the person who spoke aside and moved to the window to look out.
Through the window.
She saw four police cars parked at the entrance of the neighborhood, and many uniformed officers armed with guns were descending from them.
“Damn it! Rowling, are you sure that man was just looking for someone?”
Fiona turned around, her eyes blazing with anger, and slapped Rowling across the face.
Rowling staggered backward, covering her face and said, “Bishop... Bishop, that person was really just looking for someone.”
Fiona’s anger turned into a mocking laugh, “How can it be such a coincidence? He must be with the police. Don’t let me see him, otherwise, I’ll definitely flay him piece by piece!”
“Follow me, we need to leave here immediately and notify the others. We’ve been exposed.”
Fiona was frantic; they had come to New York specifically to kill a psychologist named Du Wei, who, it was said, had become the church’s Deputy Chief Judge.
But before they had even started acting, the people she led were already exposed.
This would greatly impact her own position.
Fiona quickly left, her chilly gaze sweeping over Rowling before she said to the others, “Leave her behind...”
Rowling’s face turned pale, and she began to plead in horror, “No... You can’t do this... wuwu...”
Before she could finish her sentence, a cultist covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.
Rowling felt an involuntary inhalation of strangeness in her mouth and nose, and her head instantly became dizzy and heavy; her limbs were too weak to support her, and she collapsed to the ground.
She watched with eyes wide open as the cultists left without a backward glance, her eyes filled with resentment.
The vagrant who had died in the room had been lured there by her, and the police would definitely not let her off once they arrived.
According to the criminal law, she was looking at a minimum of twenty years in prison.
Rowling, with her muscles limp and her face contorted, spat out saliva as she muttered indistinctly, “You all wait... I will make you pay.”
But the next second, she heard a strange sound.
Thump...
In the room, the hand of the corpse of the vagrant suddenly lifted and heavily struck the ground.
Then, it raised its head, its blood-red, vengeful eyes focusing on Rowling, who was about to lose consciousness...
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