Chapter 345
One hour before Cole started investigating the devil possession case.
Mengxi Imperial Capital.
Imperial Family Headquarters of the Demon Hunting Group.
The Minister of Internal Affairs took the leave slip in his hand, browses slightly wrinkle, and asked the secretary, "Ask for leave again? Didn't I just approve it the day before yesterday?"
The female secretary is young and beautiful.
The soft and faint voice seemed extremely restrained, and it was replied with a stern look, "Ms. Seranda was ill. I made an appointment for a doctor today.
I called the hospital to check and it was true. "
exhales one mouthful of impure air.
After signing and sealing the false note, the Minister of Internal Affairs said with a cold face, "Even if she made a great contribution to that internal investigation, she has a lot of relationship with Minister Cole Walker.
I can’t tolerate her asking for leave and rest.
There is still a lot of work in the department waiting for her to take care of it."
After a period of silence, he continued, "In this way, you personally Go to her apartment. If Ms. Seranda really has serious health problems.
I can apply to the council to grant her three months of sick leave.
Go. "
In one hour.
The secretary of the Minister of the Interior, carrying some gifts for visiting, stood in front of the door of the apartment where Penny Seranda was renting.
Raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Waiting for a long time, no one responded.
"Ms. Seranda, this is Camora, Lord Roddy asked me to visit you on his behalf, Seranda...?"
After the secretary clicked the door of the apartment again .
It was discovered that the door was not locked.
After the creak of the door opened, the female secretary walked into the living room of this small but very clean apartment.
A brand new coat hung on the hanger at the door.
Only a pair of thick slippers are placed on the shoe cabinet.
A blast of cold, damp wind blew the window in front of the desk, causing the female secretary Camora to chill in her back.
Shrink your neck.
After making sure that Penny was not at home, she was about to leave, but was attracted by the noise of something falling to the ground.
Look back.
The open notebook that was originally placed on the table side suddenly fell on the wooden floor for some reason.
The round pen, rolling in the distance, the unique sound, in the quiet apartment, it becomes more and more gloomy and breathtaking.
Perhaps because of working in the Demon Hunting Group.
Kaymora smiled, shook her head helplessly, and laughed at herself in her heart. Over time, even if she was not a demon-hunter, she began to become suspicious.
I was shocked by the sound of a pen.
Go over, pull up the hem of the coat, squat down to pick up the notebook, and look around.
It seems to be Penny Seranda's diary.
He looked slightly hesitant.
The moral restraint made her reluctant to peek at other people's privacy.
But the nature of women who like to gossip still makes her unable to help but open the diary, self-comforted: I just read one page.
At the very beginning.
The content of the diary is still normal, about a week or so. I record my daily life once, and I feel emotional.
But with Camora flipping back.
The time came after the internal investigation.
The frequency of diary is becoming more frequent and dense.
From once a day to writing three or four articles a day.
The original gorgeous handwriting has gradually become lack of constitution, scribbled, and frantic.
What made the female secretary Camora even more frightened was that this diary seemed to have endless charm, attracting her greedy page after page, word after word.
It's like falling into an unsatisfied desire.
It is like being dragged into the despair of Dark Abyss.
The frantic words above are like the most beautiful jewelry in this world, the most brilliant gold jewelry, placed in front of her eyes.
I can’t stop.
However.
While generating such inexplicable thoughts, the thought and spirit of the female secretary Kaimora is exceptionally clear.
She shouted her name in the heart over and over again, trying to leave this crazy and disturbing handwriting and diary.
But he can't control his will and body at all.
Empty and silent apartment.
The gift box fell strangely to the ground, and the weird and colorful fruits rolled to the ground, making a murmur that lacked rhythm.
The female secretary Camola sat at the desk, on the old wooden chair of Old Zhang.
The upright figure gradually rickets.
Like a mad patient.
The bloodshot eyes are getting closer and closer to the diary, as if they want to get into the crazy world in the diary.
Until the last fruit, stop rolling.
Kemola, with her back to the door, suddenly let out a weird mad laughter, and her gaze was fixed on the last page of the diary.
'The painful month of 1835 in the new calendar. Recently, my hallucinations have become more and more serious.
Is my spirit really so fragile?
I don't know.
After the internal investigation, I heard their ghosts whispering in my ear more than once, starting yesterday, as if they had never died.
Sitting around the warm fireplace, drinking, celebrating my promotion to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
No...I know that all of this is false. The Dark Crow did not indicate that there is an evil force invading my soul, so there must be something wrong with my spirit.
Sometimes.
When I pushed open the bedroom door, I would bump into Cole's affair with another woman, and then I shot him to death, blood dyed my bed sheets.
Cole's body lay on my back, telling over and over how much he loves me.
No...no!
Everything is false! There must be some force deliberately manipulating my subconscious. I have some good feelings for Cole, but I also... um... I really love him, he is like my brother (scribble, unrecognizable nonsense).
Shut up! Penny! You are a loser. You can't treat your feelings positively. You obviously love him so much, so why kill him.
That's right.
If I cut off his head, put it in a box and soak it in antiseptic solution.
In this way, I can be with him forever and never be separated. Our emotions will surpass love and reach a height that an ordinary person can never touch.
(crazy lines and blackout) No! I have never loved Cole! He is my only family member in this World——'
The last page of the diary, stopped abruptly.
Lack of organization, confusing logic, and difficult-to-understand text for an ordinary person.
It's exactly the same as the nonsense in the lunatic asylum.
Perhaps immersed in a crazy and chaotic world for thousands of years.
Maybe only a moment has passed.
Kemola suddenly yelled and fell to the ground. She also threw the diary into the distance like an electric shock.
After hitting the wall, he fell and made a heavy, penetrating sound.
This moment.
The exquisite makeup that the female secretary spent a lot of time preparing was dazzled by the cold sweat that oozes crazily. Because of fear, her heavy breathing made her chest rise and fall violently.
The pale face is no different from a dead person.
The hands and feet are cold, as if the heart stopped beating after she touched the diary.
In this brief shock and panic.
The professional instinct of working for the Demon Hunting Group made her suddenly looked towards the diary on the ground, swallowed saliva, a very bad feeling, malice permeated, rise in the mind.