American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 136 136 Let's Kill Him Together

These weirdos just need to cut off their brains and die.

This was something Ron had just experimented with.

Then a dozen weirdos slashed at Ron.

Ron hacked and killed the weirdo three times, five times and two times.

He stood alone in the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, holding an ax and looking around blankly, but unfortunately he did not find the figure of the ax killer.

"Axe Killer, if you have the ability, let's fight for three hundred rounds!" Ron roared into the sky.

"Ax Killer, you coward, hurry home and find your mother!"

The melon-eaters hiding behind the window were shocked to see Ron's ferocious roar.

Is this guy still human?

Is it not enough to kill so many people?
He's still looking for the ax killer?
So, after Ron left, soon there was a strange story about hunting down the ax killer in the town.

Legend has it that that night, when the sun was dark and the lights were dark, a devil in a suit held an ax and hacked from East Street to West Street without blinking an eye.

Almost thousands of ax killers were hacked to death by him, he was still not satisfied, and he was still frantically searching for traces of the ax killer.

This legend spread more and more widely. After hearing this, the leader of an ax gang in a small town not far away was so frightened that he disbanded the gang overnight, for fear of attracting the attention of the demon who was chasing and killing the ax killer.

Of course these are all for later.

In addition to gaining a lot of skill points.

This wave didn't kill the ax killer at all!
It's a bit of a loss.

Ron had reason to be angry, because the ax killer was clever enough to hide in the dark.

If he had been so cautious before entering the Witch Academy, he would not have ended up dead.

How come it's my turn to be cautious, this is unreasonable!

The ax killer hiding in the second-story building not far away saw the dissatisfied Ron.

Seeing Ron roaring in the sky,
Looking at Ron holding an axe.

Looking at Ron, whose ax was still bleeding.

At this moment, he hesitated.

Decisively choose to continue to hide in the house.

"Mighty and mighty..."

At this time, the alarm sounded suddenly.

Dehari led the town police to arrive late.

Ron didn't mean to blame De Harry, after all, he didn't know how to do doubles.

And De Harry is still useful, such as killing Hank and David in time.

However, Ron also told Hank to mobilize all forces to find Ofina out.

The existence of this woman is really a big trouble.

When the ax killer saw the police coming, he gave Ron a bitter look, and disappeared into the room in a puff of black smoke.

When Ron returned home, he was surprised to find that Cordelia had left, but the room was tidy and the quilt was neatly folded.

Ron leaned close to the quilt and smelled the faint scent of perfume.

He lay on his back on the bed, smiling knowingly.

Then, soon fell into dreamland.

The next day, nothing happened all day.

The ax killer didn't show up, Orfina didn't show up, and Zoe and the others didn't come back.

Ron fell into a rare moment of leisure.

So, he played the game alone, bored, and contacted his family and friends in Los Angeles.

night.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock, and Ron opened the door.

A drunken Cordelia stood at the door.

A smell of alcohol came to my face.

Ron quickly helped Cordelia into the room.

Cordelia leaned on Ron, her eyes were drunk, her cheeks were flushed, and she was in a daze.

"How much wine did you drink?"

"Well... I still want to drink, I want to drink..."

"What are you drinking? No more."

"Also... you lied."

Cordelia staggered to push Ron away.

In the end, she tried and failed to push, and then she could only let Ron help her sit on the sofa.

Cordelia sat on the sofa, as if she had exhausted all her strength, her head tilted, and she squinted at the ceiling in a daze.

"Stay well."

"Well!"

Ron went to prepare hangover soup.

Soon the hangover soup will be ready.

"Drink the wine-relief soup, it should be better."

"Well?"

Cordelia glanced lazily at Ron, then closed her eyes and lost her mind again.

Ron had to pat Cordelia's little face, "Wake up, it'll be much better after drinking."

Only then did Cordelia regain consciousness.

Then he opened his mouth and drank.

After giving Cordelia the hangover soup.

Cordelia woke up leisurely, and then said to Ron: "I...I want to vomit!"

He said it as if he was really about to vomit.

Immediately, she made a vomiting motion.

Ron quickly helped Cordelia to the bathroom.

Cordelia spat into the toilet.

After throwing up for a while, she waved to Ron.

Ron thought she wanted a tissue, so he quickly handed her the tissue and water.

"Get out, you get out!"

"Uh...why?"

"You go out first!"

"All right!"

Ron didn't realize it until he walked out of the bathroom.

Maybe Cordelia didn't want to see her in a mess.

That's right, Cordelia has always given people the impression that life is not particularly delicate, but she also loves to be clean.

Big beauties pay great attention to their image, and it was somewhat unacceptable for Ron to see such an unbearable side of himself.

Ron sat on the sofa and waited for a while.

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom.

Come to think of it, Cordelia was in the bath.

About an hour passed.

Cordelia just came out from inside.

She was wearing a white bathrobe, her skin was slightly red, and it was because of the redness that her skin looked terribly good, it was flesh pink, and her brilliance was nothing more than that.

No wonder there are drunken beauties who say that when a beauty is drunk, she will appear in a completely different state.

"Sorry, I drank too much today!"

Ron stepped forward and hugged Cordelia's soft waist naturally, sniffing the faint fragrance of Cordelia's body, and helped Cordelia sit on the sofa.

"It's not like you."

"Ok?"

"I said today is not like you on weekdays."

Ron had never seen Cordelia lose her composure like this before, so he said that.

Cordelia gave him the feeling of restraint, kindness, and virtuousness.

It's not Cordelia's style to get drunk, it's more like a Hollywood actor like Madison.

Cordelia pondered for a moment and said, "Well, the Witch Association is here, and Aunt Myrtle is here."

"Come to investigate Ofina?"

Ron understood that after Orfina killed Madison in the original plot, the Witch Association sent people to investigate Orfina.

This witch association can be regarded as an organization that manages witches and has the power to judge witches for their crimes.

For example, a witch who committed a serious crime can be sent to the stake and burned to death directly.

If they find out that Madison was killed by Orfina.

They have the power to send Ofina to the stake and burn her alive.

As for whether it is humane to keep burning at the stake in this era, it is no longer within the scope of the Witch Association's consideration.

This is an old organization, old often means rigid and exclusive, it is difficult to accept new things.

"Yes!"

"Are they here to investigate the killing of Madison?"

After a long time, Cordelia said softly, "Yes!"

Don't ask about the results, seeing how Cordelia drank so much tonight, it can be seen that the results of the investigation are obvious.

(End of this chapter)