I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 153: Fake Attack, Carl in Danger
“Everything is normal here.”

After Carl patrolled the block he was responsible for, he pulled up the radio on his vest and started reporting.

On the surface, he was doing his job as usual, but in fact he couldn't calm down.

Yesterday afternoon, the detective asked him to go to the office to discuss work matters, but when he arrived at the office, he saw the detective pulling up the curtains.

As the detective spoke, Carl's eyes gradually widened.

He didn't expect that the cult group he and Joe uncovered that day would have such great power.

They actually planted their undercover agents in the police station.

Karl originally thought that he only needed to wait for Su to take action as usual, and the problem would be solved.

But the situation has developed to this point and it is no longer just Su's problem.

"Coffee?"

Carl sat in the co-pilot seat and asked his patrol partner beside him.

"A latte, thank you."

The other party spoke in a natural tone and handed him a banknote.

After taking a closer look at the amount above, Carl was slightly surprised.

"Elliot, you son of a bitch, where did you get so much money?"

Elliot was a police officer from the same batch as him.

The police station is notoriously stingy.

Today I just bought a cup of coffee, but I gave a hundred-dollar bill.

"I bought a lottery ticket before and made a small profit."

Elliot looked smug.

"Lucky guy."

Karl cursed with a smile, turned around and walked into the coffee shop with the money.

But the moment he walked into the store and lined up, the expression on Karl's face became solemn.

He didn't know that Elliot had the habit of buying lottery tickets.

While Carl was waiting in line, he occasionally pretended to look casually in Elliot's direction.

But suddenly I received a phone call.

"Which one?"

"Officer Carl, right? My name is Dean Winchester, and I'm an exorcist."

The person on the other end of the phone quickly revealed his name, obviously trying to gain Karl’s trust as quickly as possible.

"We have received Su's invitation. We are now looking for information about demons in the antique shop. I will tell you some of it to assist you in your investigation."

"I believe you, you say."

Karl did not hesitate and immediately expressed his attitude.

"Our enemy this time is called Baimon. He is the devil king of the northwest corner of hell, so his followers have a special obsession with the northwest direction.

He also possesses extraordinary knowledge of science, technology, art, and the occult, which his followers can use to their advantage."

Dean spoke very quickly, but Carl remembered every word he said.

"Remember, there is a demon in the northwest!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of noise in the phone.

This was not the first time that Carl had encountered a supernatural event, and he immediately thought that it might be a demon from somewhere that interfered with their conversation.

He hung up the phone calmly and took two cups of coffee from the clerk.

As soon as I got on the passenger seat, I heard Elliot speak beside me.

"We just received news that there was a violent incident in a community in the northwest. The higher-ups asked us to handle it."

northwest.

The corner of Carl's eye twitched slightly.

"Why didn't I get any messages on my radio?"

He tried to make a call, but found that the intercom device, which had been working normally before, was no longer responding.

"The answer is obvious, isn't it?"

As soon as Elliot finished speaking, news came over his radio.

"In the northwest residential community, a vicious assault case has occurred in XXX's residence. Please go and handle the case immediately."

Carl said no more, got in the passenger seat, and the two drove towards the target community.

The target community is an area that has been developed not long ago and many families have not had time to move in yet.

Karl pretended to look out the window casually, but his vigilance became more and more intense.

"That's it."

Elliot stopped the car, and the two men checked their guns, checked the stun guns, and got out of the car.

If the other party is not holding a gun but has the tendency to commit violent acts, Carl is more inclined to use a stun gun to knock the other party down.

This type of firearm can release extremely strong electric current in a short period of time, quickly incapacitating the enemy.

"Is there anyone in there?!"

Elliot and Carl walked in one after the other, but when they knocked on the door, they found that it was not locked.

"Help... help..."

There was a faint cry for help from inside the house, and Carl and Elliot looked at each other and pushed the door open. As soon as they entered, the strong smell of blood rushed into their brains.

This made Carl subconsciously recall the day when he and Su Fan rescued Ms. Kate in the suburban villa.

But this time something was clearly different.

He moved forward step by step, not only alert to his surroundings, but also paying attention to Elliot's actions beside him, being careful not to leave his blind spots to the latter.

The cries for help were getting closer, but Karl didn't take it lightly.

"Go up and see what's going on."

He spoke in a low voice.

Elliot didn't hesitate after hearing this, walked past Karl and into the side room.

"We found a wounded person here. He still has vital signs, but he is bleeding badly. He needs to be taken to the hospital for treatment immediately... Damn it, I don't know how to bandage, Carl!"

Elliot's shouts were mixed with the victim's faint moans.

Carl put down his gun, walked forward, and saw Elliot holding a female body.

The ground was covered with messy bloodstains, and mattresses and various items were scattered all over the ground.

After taking a quick glance, Carl suddenly dodged and headed out the door!

The next second, a bullet pierced through where he was.

Elliot was a little surprised to see Carl dodge his unexpected shot.

He raised his hand, revealing the tattoo on his forearm.

It's exactly the same as the pattern on the lamppost.

"I didn't fool you in the end, but I'm curious, how did you find out?"

"Your play is full of flaws, Elliot."

As soon as Carl entered the door, he found ashtrays and cigarette butts in the living room.

Having tried all kinds of business when he was a child, he knew all kinds of tobacco.

That brand of cigarettes has a pungent taste and only men like it. Women can't smoke it at all.

Secondly, the cries for help gradually became weaker. How did Elliot know that the victim was in the side room? Did he locate him by listening to the sound?

The last point is that the bloodstains in the house have obvious signs of dragging, and the color is darker...

The victim is probably in grave danger.

As for the cries for help and groans just now, they were probably just recordings.

"I never thought you would fall to the point of believing in evil gods."

While Karl was speaking, he observed the surrounding environment.

"Degenerate? Hehehe...you are so good, aren't you, Carl?"

After hearing what the other party said, Elliot sneered.

"He was promoted shortly after joining the police force. Ultimately, it was because of that person that he was able to get to that position."

"You rely on relationships, I rely on faith, it's just that the methods are different."

“We are all one kind of people.”

"Shut your filthy mouth you son of a bitch!"

Carl was filled with anger.

Sacrifice other people's lives for one's own selfish desires.

Such a beast actually said that he was the same kind of person as himself? !
"You are the hopeless one! Idiot! Haven't you seen the power of those people?"

"In a world where witchcraft and ghosts exist, seeking power is the right thing to do."

"Devils, evil gods, Gods, it doesn't matter. I will be a believer of whoever can bring me wealth and power!"

"That Asian kid is nothing special. Once I gain power, I will be stronger and better than him!!"

Before he finished his words, a dark shadow flew out from the door.

Carl, who was in a state of tension, immediately opened fire, and feathers flew everywhere under the continuous shooting!
Before the pillow hit the ground, Carl realized that he had fallen into a trap and immediately moved to the side!

Almost at the same moment, Elliot suddenly jumped out from below and shot at Carl!

The latter lowered his body and rolled over, hiding behind the sofa which he had chosen as a shelter.

At this moment, Elliot's voice came again.

"Don't expect anyone to support you."

"There should be riots breaking out all over the city right now. The detectives must be exhausted just dealing with all of this, hehehe..."

"By the time he realizes something is wrong, you'll already be a corpse."

"As for that community, it will be the burial place of that Asian boy."

"Guess, can he be so cruel as to attack a living person?"

"Those people are different from me. They are a bunch of complete lunatics who are willing to sacrifice their lives for Baimon."

"Personally, I still hope he can do it. Otherwise, how can we send him to jail?

But after being charged with murder, will he serve his sentence honestly? "

"As long as he is not strong enough to fight the army alone, he is doomed to live in hiding for the rest of his life."

"As for you, Carl, go back to the low-class neighborhood where you grew up and rot there for the rest of your life!"

(End of this chapter)