The detectives were happy.

Roy was very angry after being beaten severely.

"Are you going to tell me, are you going to tell me?" Xia Yanzhen asked while fighting back.

Roy was beaten so dizzy that he could still speak?

All that came out of his mouth were screams.

Several evil spirits transformed from extremely vicious murderers were flying around Roy, unable to accomplish anything.

They don't possess corpses, but at most they blow a dark wind.

Let the weak and sick overcome one illness.

After a full ten minutes of beating, Xia Yanzhen threw away the broken crutch and looked at Roy: "Can you tell me your conspiracy plan now, Warren?"

"My name is Roy!" Roy roared.

The Necronomicon restored his injuries, but he was still lying on the ground. His injuries could be restored, but his physical strength could not.

Rolling around on the ground and screaming constantly is very tiring.

In addition, the pain still lingered, and Roy felt pain whenever he moved.

"Okay, no matter who you are, tell me your conspiracy. Don't you people like to tell these things to others?" Xia Yanzhen said.

How can the mastermind behind the scenes not tell us his plans?

What's the difference between that and walking in brocade clothes at night, not returning home despite being rich?

Give him a chance and he still won't cherish it?

If it weren't for the mission requirement and to investigate and find out the truth, Xia Yanzhen would have dealt with this Warren - oh, Roy.

Can you continuously recover and not die?

That must be because they didn't kill enough.

"Caught!"

"Very good!"

"Case over!"

At this time, a group of people finally came over from the other side, including the police officers. When they saw Roy lying on the ground, they suddenly smiled with joy.

The real culprit has been caught.

Next is the most classic "confession" link.

Everyone loves to watch and listen, and when the murderer is found, he or she bursts into tears or becomes extremely crazy.

This is a repertoire after solving many cases.

In the boring detective career of detectives, the only moment that detectives look forward to is when they get paid.

"Warren! Why do you want to kill people! Ivan, what hatred does Rez have with you?"

At this time, someone often needs to give guidance, and Angel Doyle did his part.

Roy looked at Angel Doyle: "Again, I'm not Warren!"

Warren, Warren! Fuck Warren!

In the past, he didn't mind being Warren's shadow, but after becoming the only member of the Sin God Cult and part-time leader, Roy became the apostle of sin, the human body where sin will come in the future.

How can we have anything to do with a loser like Warren?

"Who are you if you're not Warren?" Angel Doyle stared at Roy carefully and noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with this guy's temperament. "Hubbard, come to recognize someone, who is he?"

Hubbard leaned over and looked at Roy carefully: "You are not Warren, who are you?"

"Ha, of course I'm not that good-for-nothing, I..." Roy spoke to attract everyone's attention. Suddenly, the content of what he said changed and turned into a murderous curse.

The strange words from the Necronomicon were engraved in Roy's mind.

At this moment, one by one jumps out, killing people invisibly.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Roy's head tilted to one side, spitting out several teeth.

A horrific bloodstain on the face almost tore half of the face apart. It healed quickly and even the teeth grew back.
Chapter completed!