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Chapter 51 Mr. George, We May Be in Trouble

Hundreds of pairs of densely packed compound eyes faced the bedroom door at an eerie angle.

It involuntarily evoked a chilling feeling in one's heart.

The ultimate visual experience created a powerful spiritual impact.

They kept trying to corrupt Erin's mind.

If an ordinary person were to witness this scene, they would undoubtedly suffer from both visual and psychological pollution, resulting in a mental trauma, and would be awakened by this horrifying scene time and time again in the middle of the night.

However, upon seeing this scene, Erin simply held his breath, composed himself slightly, and then used his spiritual vision to scan his bedroom, which he knew all too well.

Try to find out which dangers might be hidden in every corner of that room.

It wasn't until Erin's spiritual vision scanned the room again and again, without finding any hidden dangerous individuals or any impending danger, that things truly came to a head.

Erin breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Even so, Erin did not immediately step into the bedroom.

After glancing once more at the spider specimens covering most of the bedroom wall, Erin's gaze slowly fell upon the letter written in dark red blood.

With her fairly good eyesight, Erin, standing at the bedroom door, was able to make out the information on the letter.

The letter, written in unknown blood, contained no lengthy discourse.

It only wrote one sentence.

"You ruined my favorite bride, and I will ruin your favorite bride too!"

???

What does that mean?

He sneaked into my house while I was out and nailed so many spider specimens to the wall of my bedroom, just to leave this sentence?

Depend on.

You're insane!

I don't remember ever ruining anyone's bride, and I don't even have a girlfriend. Damn it, why would you ruin my bride?

Can you send me one first?

Just as Erin was about to complain, she looked up and caught sight of the densely packed spider specimens on the wall again.

Suddenly, the image of the spider-faced creature that he and George had killed flashed through his mind!

and many more!

Could it be that...?

impossible!

Humans cannot, or at least should not...

A look of disbelief flashed across Erin's face as she found the crystal ball she had drawn earlier.

With mixed feelings that I didn't know how to express, I began the divination.

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It's unclear whether it was the resentment of the countless spider corpses nailed to the wall that guided the room, or whether the guy who sneaked into Erin's bedroom stayed in the room for too long, causing the room to be tainted with too much of his aura.

In short.

The divination was very successful.

In the center of the crystal ball, under the reflection of spiritual power, one image after another began to flash.

Most of the scenes depict a pale hand constantly manipulating and nailing spiders to a wooden frame.

And a few fleeting glimpses in a dimly lit room.

One fragmented image after another flashed before Erin's eyes, finally settling on a pitch-black image.

In that pitch-black scene, a patch of orange-red firelight flickered, illuminating part of the surrounding environment and revealing a figure hidden in the darkness.

Looking at the silhouette illuminated by the firelight, Erin's heart sank.

If he remembered correctly, these outlines showed the scene of him and George killing the spider-faced creature in the underground parking lot.

Judging from everything shown in this picture.

Erin and George had no idea that a hidden figure had been watching them from the shadows in the underground parking garage.

Grass (a type of plant).

In that dangerous environment, there was someone hiding in the shadows watching them. Erin shuddered at the thought of that person joining forces with the spider-faced creature to deal with them.

That's ridiculous.

Thinking of this, Erin immediately took out his phone and made a call.

"Beep beep beep..."

Several seconds passed before the call was answered. Erin said in a low voice into the phone, "Mr. George, we might be in trouble..."

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Several tens of minutes later.

Outside the three-story building where Erin lived, there were rows of police cars with flashing lights.

When the installation team that had rushed to install the safe for Erin opened the door and saw dozens of armed police officers pointing their guns at them, they were almost paralyzed with fear.

Fortunately, Erin soon came down from the third floor.

He walked up to George, who had just come out of the hospital fully armed, and said in surprise, "Such a big commotion?"

Upon hearing this, George's face darkened. "After receiving your call, I went home immediately, and then, those spider specimens you mentioned appeared in my bedroom. And... I can't contact Helen! It's the weekend; Helen should be at home preparing dinner for the children at this time..."

Ok?

Upon hearing this, Erin immediately looked up at George, whose face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water, and after a moment of silence, said, "No clues?"

"My partner Winnie has already led several of the 13th Precinct's best pursuit teams to investigate, but so far we haven't received any useful information. So I came to see if you have any leads here..."

Erin nodded.

No wonder the police station made such a big fuss and deployed so many people.

This is completely different!

The repeated kidnappings and threats against the family members of NYPD precinct chiefs are a slap in the face to the entire NYPD system.

It seems that all the police officers in New York are now united in their efforts to find the killer, which explains why so many police officers have come to my area.

"Time is of the essence, take me to see the scene!"

Before Erin could have much time to reflect, George, worried about Helen's safety, spoke up anxiously.

"Okay, the location is on the third floor. I'll take you up there!"

George nodded, then called to those behind him, "People from the Trace Information Division, come with me."

Splash!

Instantly, a group of police officers emerged from behind George and followed him into Erin's house.

As soon as they entered, they saw the four workers dressed in construction clothes, with some dark fur on their bodies.

Seeing this, Erin said, "I bought two safes today. These are the workers who delivered and installed the safes; they have nothing to do with this."

(End of this chapter)