They admired the girl for being able to find out the truth behind Johnny's death, but her physical condition...
To be frank, she would be able to help them more by not going than by going.
Hitzfeld, of course, turned them down.
These police officers all feel good about themselves. In fact, although they are not as fat as Sheriff Macan, their body size is definitely overweight.
Yes, she was breathless.
But are these people better than her?
She hadn't counted on them from the beginning, and she brought them along just to make up the numbers and put pressure on Bram.
After all, all the hard work was due to the terrain.
Barvik is in a basin, and the road from the town to the river beach has no slope, so the front and rear fields of vision are very wide, making it impossible to track while hanging on the road.
If he wanted to keep his distance from Bram, he had no choice but to leave the woods.
"Be careful, don't raise your eyes too high."
Hitzfeld reminded them while taking a breath.
We have entered the cursed area, especially in the jungle, a place where human silhouettes may appear at any time.
time flies.
"We've reached the riverbank."
When it was getting dark, the police officer in front suddenly said something.
"Let me see!"
The girl walked forward on the grass and saw a large white rocky river beach through the gaps between the branches and leaves.
At this time of year, the snow on the mountain had not melted yet, and the river seemed to be winding, splitting into several streams that intersected before our eyes.
Even the deepest water will not exceed one meter, which will expose a large amount of rocks and mud.
Bram was standing by the riverbank.
He first found a wooden stake and tied the horse to it. Then he waded to the other side of the river and blew three whistles, two long and one short, towards the jungle.
coming!
Hitzfeld's heart tightened.
After a while, she saw a man jumping out of the woods.
"Jonny Gebrina..."
The police officer next to him exclaimed in a low voice.
Although his vision was poor, the other person's general appearance and height similar to Bram betrayed him. This was Johnny!
Hitzfeld also perked up.
Guessing is one thing.
It’s another thing for the speculation to be confirmed!
Now it seems that the speculation that the doctor and Johnny exchanged places and that Johnny might be the murderer of old lady Bernie is correct!
what about others?
Would that be right too?
"Get ready to take action."
She instructed the officers.
These two people may be holding the source of the curse.
Therefore, once we decide to arrest them, we must do it swiftly and in one go, and never give them a chance to struggle!
I hope Darent can react...
Praying silently in his heart, Hitzfeld suddenly opened his eyes.
"call!"
She led her men out of the bushes.
"call--"
"Stab!"
More than a dozen people also jumped out of the jungle on the other side. Led by Darent, they raised their guns and aimed at the other side.
"!?"
Bram and Johnny were talking in low voices and were startled by the sight.
They never expected their plan to be exposed. They had no time to escape or resist. They were quickly swarmed by the police officers and thrown to the ground by the shoulders.
"Dent-Blum, you are under arrest."
Hitzfeld walked up to the two men with a cold face, first looked at Johnny with disgust, then stared at Bram and said.
The doctor was lying on the ground, with three people on his back. Even the strongest man couldn't break free in this situation, so Hitzfeld was relieved and sure that he couldn't get out of the storm again.
"...I advise you to release us immediately."
Bram's expression changed.
"Otherwise you will definitely regret it."
At this time, you are still so arrogant...
Hitzfeld raised his eyebrows and wanted to continue asking him about the ring.
She never forgot that the most crucial thing is the source of pollution.
The blood-marked gold ring that originally came from the treasure hunt at sea, was later controlled by Fokken, and most likely fell into the doctor's hands after Fokken disappeared - she can only feel at ease when she really gets this thing.
But just as she was about to speak, she caught a glimpse of a fire behind the bush.
"Who's over there?"
Darent fired a shot directly into the air.
"Come out! Don't make me say it a second time!"
Hitzfeld also raised his gun and aimed at that location. Under the gaze of everyone, the light of fire flickered, and a strong old man slowly walked out of the woods.
"Horus..."
Hitzfeld's eyelids twitched.
The sky has completely darkened.
They were so busy catching people that they had no time to light a lamp or flashlight. The coal lamp in Horus's hand was the only source of light in the room.
Under the bright light, the outlines of his body and face were clearly visible.
Faced with so many guns aiming at him, he was not panicked. Instead, he raised his lips and smiled.
"shot!"
Johnny on the ground suddenly struggled violently.
"Kill him! Don't look at him!!!"
An ominous premonition quietly grew.
"boom!"
As soon as Hitzfeld finished looking at Johnny, he heard a crisp sound in his ears.
She turned her head and just saw the lampshade shattered on the ground.
The raging flames suddenly shot out more than ten centimeters, and the flames swayed and jumped in front of Horus, instantly magnifying and lengthening his shadow, projecting it onto the dark jungle behind him.
Oops.
With the words "Don't look at him" still echoing in his mind, Hitzfeld reflexively looked at the figure.
The familiar feeling of restraint came over me instantly.
My heartbeat started to speed up.
The brain starts to feel dizzy.
My eyes felt stinging from time to time.
"boom!"
It wasn't until she received a heavy blow on the back of her head that she staggered to the ground.
"Don't kill her."
Before she fell into coma, she vaguely heard Horus' voice.
"Miss Detective did guess a lot of things."
"Just take her with you and let her spend the rest of her life in despair."
Chapter 28 The Lord of the Rings
"Gold..."
"Gold..."
With chaotic whispers echoing in his ears, Hitzfeld gradually regained consciousness.
However, she was not sure what her current state was.
Normally, when consciousness returns, a person should wake up. But now she couldn't feel her body, so she couldn't control herself to open her eyes.
She felt amazing.
Because she hasn't been in a drowsy or fainting state for a long time.
If the time was not wrong, she would even like to stay unconscious for a while longer and just make up for her sleep in this way.
What should I do to wake up?
Using only her consciousness, the scene she saw was a dark one.
But things soon changed.
A light appeared before my eyes.
In just a moment, her perspective came to the sea, into a gray fog.
She saw a huge ship, a huge ship covered with corpses.
The tall sail stood upright, with a human-shaped outline several dozen meters high cut out on it, which looked like a giant in the fog from a distance.
On the side of the ship was a slightly smaller sailing warship with several cannons erected on its side and a black skull flag hanging on the mast.
Like the larger ship, this one was littered with dead bodies.
All the corpses fell facing the giant shadow.
They all dug out their eyes.
And most of them even had their brains dug out.
The faces had their mouths wide open, as if they were making silent shouts.
Am I... entering the same state as under the clock tower again?
Hitzfeld felt a sense of hope in his heart.
She knew that this was probably due to the influence of her left eye.
Every time the image projected by her left eye could give her key details, she hoped that this time would be the same as before.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the scene changed and came to a lonely small boat.
There were only three passengers on the boat, two men as strong as bears and a delicate girl.
The girl was pushed down onto the deck and she screamed in pain.
