Father Mavie

Chapter 28 Spirit Puppet
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A big question mark popped up on his forehead, Ma Wei really couldn't figure it out, why
The spearhead suddenly pointed at himself?
There are grievances and creditors, and the grievances and grievances between you and Maggie Chrissy are none of my business!
Sure enough, people without logical thinking are unreasonable!
"What are you doing!"

Inspector McMillan saw his movement, immediately drew his revolver from his waist, and shouted loudly: "Put down the weapon!"

"It's not a weapon, Mr. Inspector."

With a 'poof' sound, Giuseppe Dias pulled out the cork from the bottle mouth, threw the bottle on the floor, and said with a smile: "This is called a spirit puppet, and it only obeys the master's orders. Oh, I almost forgot, You can't see them."

He was right that the police investigators including McMillan couldn't see the monster at all, in their eyes there was nothing in the bottle, Giuseppe Diaz was like a funny clown talking there Soliloquy.

but.
"Dad, there are more monsters, now there are three."

Junia held her father's generous palm, and the familiar force poured into her body again. This time, Mavi, who had learned from the past, would not be as panicked as last time.

The unobservable black wings spread slowly behind him, every cell in the body is cheering, like a traveler who is about to die of thirst, greedily absorbing an endless supply of power, at the same time
Mavi finally saw the monster clearly.

They were three big-headed dolls, without skin, without facial features, bloody muscle fibers were clearly visible, and there were ghost-like things flickering in the empty eyes, and their stomachs were swollen like patients with ascites, only as high as a table.

They gathered around Giuseppe Diaz obediently, lying on all fours, their dry and skinny bodies arched high, and a baby-like cry came from their throats.

"Kill them, leave no one behind!"

With a wave of his arm, Giuseppe Diaz gave the order.

The two spirit puppets jumped up high, screaming, and rushed towards the policemen carrying kerosene lamps not far away, biting their throats, and their arms as thin as wooden branches tightly wrapped around their bodies and held them firmly.

"what!!!"

The two police officers who were attacked couldn't even utter a scream, they could only dance their arms and legs, and took weird dance steps, rampaging through the room. The kerosene lamp fell to pieces, and the flame spread instantly, igniting the curtains.

"What's wrong with you guys?!"

"Quickly open!"

The police, who couldn't see the enemy at all, were shocked and panicked like a chicken without a head, and hurriedly dodged their companions who bumped into them.

Inspector McMillan's face was sullen, and instead of panicking like the others, he raised his revolver and pointed it at Giuseppe Dias.

boom! boom! boom!
The hammer detonated the primer, and in the burst of gunpowder smoke, bullets came out of the chamber one by one in a zigzag shape, spinning and shooting at the chest of Giuseppe Diaz, who was standing in the original position. The ground remained motionless, with a mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth.

bullet
Stopping half a meter away from his chest, the third spirit puppet blocked them with its body, but the bullets failed to cause substantial damage to it, and even the muscles couldn't penetrate it.

"He's not human! He's a devil!!!"

"Run!!!!"

The police are completely desperate. If even bullets can't do harm, what else can they do?
Are you waving your fists and rushing forward to fight melee?

boom!
Inspector McMillan shot into the sky, frightened the bewildered men, and shouted: "Stop, everyone! Pick up your guns and shoot!"

"Kebut bullets are useless to him!"

"Who said it's useless?" McMillan looked at Giuseppe Diaz, whose smile was gradually disappearing: "If it's really useless, why would he let those ghosts protect him?"

"Talk too much and you will lose."

Sitting on the sofa, Sherlock Holmes, who was in the presence of an old god, laughed out loud, and sarcastically said, "You think you have a chance to win, so you revealed your hole cards, but you didn't expect that this move just exposed yourself as a Common people's facts."

"so what?"

With a counterattack, Giuseppe Dias called the second puppet back to him, and said calmly, "Even if there is only one puppet, it is enough to kill you all."

"So you have three of them."

".kill him!"

Giuseppe Diaz couldn't stand Holmes who repeatedly mocked his IQ. He felt that in the eyes of the other party, he was being teased like a baby whose brain had not fully developed.

The ghost puppet that didn't need to protect its master let go of the dead policeman, screamed and rushed towards Holmes, just when it was about to touch the other party's body
An orange shadow launched a sneak attack from the flank.

"Wow!"

Amidst the deep roar, Fat Ju bit the puppet's neck firmly, the wildness hidden in the genes was completely stimulated, his hair stood on end like an angry tiger.

Click it.

Amid the jaw-piercing sound of bone cracking, Fat Ju twisted the spirit puppet's neck bone, and did not let go until the other party stopped convulsing and died completely.

The dead puppet turned into a wisp of black mist and disappeared into the air.

Holmes glanced at Fat Ju, then looked at Ma Wei standing at the door, pondered for a moment, and smiled: "Thank you."

"What are you waiting for!"

Giuseppe Diaz looked around and roared, "Kill him quickly! Kill Holmes!"

The remaining two spirit puppets took a few steps back, shrinking back and not daring to go forward.

"It can't hear your voice anymore." Ma Wei said, "You can't see the puppet at all, can you?"

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"What a fool."

Holmes filled the pipe with shredded tobacco, lit it with a flame that was about to burn to the sofa, and took a puff beautifully: "From the beginning to the end, it is a chess piece in someone else's hands and I don't know it."

"What do you mean?"

"This so-called spirit puppet is not yours at all." Holmes bent down and picked up the glass bottle on the floor, took out a magnifying glass and looked at it for a while: "There are many small scratches on the body of the bottle, which are severely corroded. The bottle is made of oak, with some white particles mixed in. There is no oak in the Kingdom of Windsor, and the white particles inside should be sea salt crystals, so I judge that the bottle was given to you by someone else, and that person is a maritime practitioner."

"Gilbert Wilkin!"

Inspector McMillan's eyes lit up: "He is very qualified, well, the probability that the prisoner is him should be quite high."

While speaking, McMillan glanced at Mavi and Holmes, and his tone was very cautious.

"It shouldn't be." Ma Wei said: "The real prisoner is Gilbert Wilkin, who gave the glass bottle containing the puppet to Giuseppe Dias, with the purpose of killing Ma Wei by someone else. Madam Ji, in this way, he will be the biggest beneficiary."

"But. But"

Inspector McMillan struggled: "With only one glass bottle, we can't convict, not to mention that the murderer who killed Mrs. Maggie was indeed Giuseppe Diaz, he himself admitted it!"

"Mr. Superintendent, you haven't figured out the situation until now." Ma Wei said helplessly: "The master of these three spirit puppets is not Giuseppe Diaz, but Gilbert Wilkin! He is the real culprit who commanded the puppet to kill Madam Maggie!"

"Giuseppe Diaz is just a poor stupid scapegoat!"

clap clap clap.
Slight applause came from behind the crowd, the kitchen door opened, and Gilbert Wilkin, who was wearing a neat suit, slowly walked out of the darkness. Behind him, the two police officers in charge of guarding him sat on the ground with livid faces. , has stopped breathing.

"What a wonderful reasoning, worthy of the famous Sherlock Holmes, Father, your performance is also very unexpected."

Gilbert Wilkin twirled his beard and said with a half-smile: "Originally, you could live on, as long as you close the case as a criminal with that idiot, it's a pity."

"Sometimes being too smart is not a good thing."

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