The American Scripture

The photos are all victims from the recent period. Some corpses are fragmented, and some corpses seem to have been soaked up with water, but no matter which type it is, it shows that these people's methods of death are abnormal deaths, and It's not like an ordinary murder.

"Sorry, we can't help much!" Diocletian was silent for a while and shook his head slowly. "It is not the Modine family's duty to investigate the case. We will abide by the due obligations of American citizens. If you need our assistance During the investigation, we will show up, but when it comes to investigating the case, we are powerless, sorry, Mr. Mills!"

Mills was very disappointed. He put away the photos, stood up slowly, and said unwillingly, "You are not worried that they will threaten the safety of your family?"

"No, we have nothing to worry about. We are a legal and disciplined family, and we will not deal with the devil, so our safety is not used to worry about it. Sorry, we really...can't help!" Dyke Li shook his head and said with a regretful expression.

"Well, as long as I haven't been here, we will solve the problem by ourselves. Goodbye, Mr. Modine!" Mills turned and walked towards the door. When passing by Bernard's side, he thoughtfully Looking at the future helm of the Modine family, he shook his head, and finally left with a lonely face.

When Mills left and Jason, the housekeeper, went to see him off, Bernard looked at his grandfather Dickery, he stopped talking, and finally didn't say anything.

"Just say what you want!" Dioclete looked at Bernard, shook his head and smiled.

"We can work together. Grandfather, you can see that there is a big move in Miami this time. These people died inexplicably, and from the perspective of the corpse, it seems that they were torn apart by some life or sucked up blood. Similarly, the recent news from Washington that Professor Fridge is dead!"

Sure enough, there is no impermeable wall, even if the President wants to hide something. However, he couldn't control the connections between the people who handled the matter and the big clans, so the few big clans with good looks had already known this situation.

"If it is the remaining forces of Professor Fridge, then they enter Miami. There must be something very important to attract them. I don't know what it is, but these people are always a very big threat to us here."

Bernard talked eloquently, telling his grandfather one by one his analysis.

"Very good. We could have worked with them. But... we don't need us anymore." Diocleti suddenly laughed, "There is one more thing you never thought of. This matter no longer needs us. Intervene, because someone has already intervened in. If it is later, I don't think Mills will find me here!"

Bernard froze for a moment, and then immediately woke up. Immediately he said anxiously: "Is it Mr. Dan Mickel?" Yes, when buying a yacht. Bernard knew Dan. Mr. Mikel has arrived in Miami. Obviously, he did not think that this was his own problem with him.

"If Mr. Dan Mickel can't do anything about it, or when their goal is directly at us, maybe we won't be too late to come forward, and we will see the difference in the next day or two." Dickery nodded. "By the way, how is your relationship with Zhen?"

Bernard told Diocletian what happened today, and Diocletian nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "This is our most powerful assassin. If it is true that our family will soon be unable to resist it. , Let Zhen come forward again, I think, all problems will be solved easily, but... we should not use this kind of relationship lightly, once it is used, the friendship will be weak! If it is not a last resort, don't do it!"

"Yes, grandfather!" Bernard replied respectfully.

"Okay, go back now, sort out your thoughts, and see how you can save your family and your strength in this storm!" Diocletian nodded, his eyes closed slightly, Bernard De then gently turned around, then gently closed the door of the room and then left.

Payton. Agent Mills rushed into the office full of anger, and then overturned some documents on the desk in a rage. He felt extremely angry because he had a long-term agreement with the Modine family and was responsible for helping. Their family was overwhelmed, and the Modine family should also help him complete some cases like political achievements.

For a long time, the two sides have shielded and raised each other, and finally formed a small circle of shared interests. This is also the reason why Sarah came from Washington and did not receive strong support from the local area. Unexpectedly, today, Mills also tasted the bitter fruit.

Someone was knocking on the door.

"Who!" Mills shouted loudly.

"It's me, Chief Mills, Nicole Maishaen." A woman's voice outside the door, but it was not enough, and a little timid.

"Come in!" Mills took a deep breath, then calmed his emotions, and said to the door, "Come in, close the door!"

"Yes, sir!" Nicole. Mai Shaen nodded, closed the door after entering, and then quickly bent down, picked up the documents still on the ground agitated, sorted them, and placed them on the table.

"You didn't come in to help with the cleaning work, did you? If so, you can go to the logistics department instead of staying in my office!" Mills' voice still seemed unceremonious.

"That's it, sir, there is a gentleman named Mikel outside who wants to see you, and... he brought news from Washington!" Nicole. Mai Shaen said, and then stood aside watching Mills' expression.

"Really?" Mills was taken aback, feeling a little bit overwhelmed. Washington sent someone here, presumably the things here were not hidden from the eyeliner of the Washington group. After thinking about it, he waved and said, "Let him come here to see I!"

"Yes, sir!" Nicole. Mai Shaen nodded and left in a hurry.

Not long afterwards, an old man in his sixties walked by. He was in good spirits. Because Mikel often went to Mia's clinic for health care, he appeared to be younger.

"I’m Dan Mickel, this is a letter of introduction written by Mr. Donald Quinn, the supervisor of Washington, and... from today, I’ve taken over this place, and your supervisor is here. Mr. Caprio has been stopped, just when I went to his office." Mills said, took a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Mills.

"What's the matter with Mr. DiCaprio?" Mills was shaking in his heart. He took the paper and looked at it. It was indeed a document signed by Washington, but he couldn't help but ask.

"He has no control over the current situation and is also suspected of dealings with some criminals. So he was suspended. He will fly to Washington today to report to Mr. Donald Quinn in person. There will be a special court against him. His matter will be heard in court."

Mills looked at Mills deeply.

"From now on, you accept my leadership and listen to my orders!" Mikel said, walked to Mills' desk, sat down and looked at him, "Do you have any questions?"

"Are there any appointments from Washington?" Mirsk suppressed the turmoil in his heart, calmed down, and asked cautiously, "I must have Washington's order to comply with the order, sir!"

"There will be, you can call the Washington headquarters right now, and their appointment will be back right away. Of course... I'm just here to deal with the recent murder case. I will leave this case last night and return. Washington, as for the person in charge here... as long as they perform well, anyone will be possible!"

Mikel looked at Mills and smiled: "Mr. Mills, what do you think?"

"When... of course!" Mills suddenly felt that this was a huge opportunity for him. Mr. Mikel was definitely just overtaking it. He was probably telling the truth, so as long as he cooperated with him, then... …In the end, no matter how the case is completed, one might sit in that position.

Thinking of this, Mills became hot all over, although the words and actions were still restrained, the light in his eyes did not escape Mickel's eyes.

"Well, Mr. Mills, we don't have much time, or it's very urgent. Now...you can introduce all the cases!" Mikel lightly nodded the table.

Mills hurriedly sat down, and then explained in detail some of the things that happened in the past few days, as well as some photos and the results of forensic identification.

Mikel quietly listened to Mills’ case introduction~www.wuxiaspot.com~Although it was only an hour, he did not move, and his brows were slightly frowned. The situation here has exceeded his expectations. outer.

Without the restraint of Professor Fridge, his subordinates are already unscrupulous. They have flown here. Although they don't know their ultimate goal, the number of these people is no longer a matter of how many people are seen from the photos and files. There may be more than a dozen involved, and everyone's abilities are beyond Mickel's estimate.

Those traces that look like beast bites are definitely not beasts, but those with mutated supernatural powers. They are powerful, brutal, and good at concealment. Usually they all look like ordinary people, but they mutate only when they commit crimes. . There is also a kind of corpse, as if the blood has been sucked dry, this kind of person is even more terrifying.

The mutated people are a beast and a bat.

Mikel couldn’t help but get a little worried. Although the people he brought by himself this time are still very good, but if they want to kill all of them, I’m afraid there is still insufficient ability. People chased and killed.

Is there really only one way? Except Zhen, no one can complete this task? (To be continued...)