In North America, you call this a coroner?

Chapter 3 Uncle Billy
Dong~dong~dong~
at dusk.

From the bell tower of the Catholic church in the distance, a thick and melodious bell sounded.

Brian yawned and drowsily opened his eyes, ready to get up from the sofa to see if he could take on some new part-time jobs.

Not just for the money.

It is also for the purpose of curing diseases.

do not know why.

Recently, his mental problems have become more and more serious, and he even has hallucinations from time to time.

The hallucinations are also surprisingly similar: those beasts who were sent away by accidents caused by his own hands in the early years, the tragic scenes before their death are replayed in front of him again and again, or the thousands of dissected corpses in the past two years are constantly smiling at him. , asking yourself why you want to tear them down into parts.
After every hallucination.

Brian felt his hands were itchy and wanted to destroy something.

Relying on taking part-time jobs again and again.

He just made it this far.

at this time.

clap~
A knock on the door suddenly sounded outside.

Brian didn't wait to ask who it was.

Click~
A screeching sound accompanied by twisted metal.

The thick lock on the apartment door had deformed and was forced open.

A tall black-haired middle-aged white man, nearly two meters tall and as strong as a bear, looked like a human wall. After scanning the room, he strode towards Brian and then sat on the sofa opposite Brian.

Behind the man, two men in suits and bodyguards closed the door with great discernment and guarded the outside.

crunch~
The sofa, which had stayed firm after accompanying Brian in countless bloody battles, made an abnormal sound as it was overwhelmed by the weight.

"Brian, my nephew, you haven't attended family gatherings several times!"

The bear-like middle-aged man looked at Brian who sat down again with sharp eyes.

Brian suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and shrugged: "Uncle, as you know, my adoptive parents need a lot of medical expenses every month. In addition to going to work, I can only work part-time every day."

The middle-aged man was Brian's uncle, the patriarch of the Camo family, and the boss of the Peaky Blinders, the largest Italian gang in Los Angeles.

This is a truly ferocious and cunning guy.

Brian once saw his uncle Billy fighting a North American gray wolf with his bare hands during a family hunting party, and then tore off the jaw of the gray wolf alive, chewing it and sucking the wolf's blood. It was like a real beast. Still wild.

Besides.

The other party's grasp of people's hearts is terrifying.

After Brian had deliberately practiced micro-expressions for a long time, he was able to conceal his hostility in front of this uncle, deliberately pretending to show weakness.

Just don't know why.

This uncle had always kept a low profile in New York. It was not until he came to Los Angeles that he began to gradually show his style.

In just a few years.

Uncle Billy led his family members to replace the original small gangs in the Italian community. Later, he even directly fought out and annexed several small and medium-sized gangs, creating today's Peaky Blinders Gang.

Billy heard the complaint in Brian's tone, and chuckled on his rough face: "Brian, I said, as long as you cooperate later, the family will bear all the medical expenses of your adoptive parents."

Brian nodded: "Uncle, is there any urgent matter for you to come here?"

Done.

He glanced at the broken door lock on the door half-truthfully and distressedly.

It costs a lot of money to change the locks.

Locks are not expensive, labor is expensive.

This is all his hard-earned money!

Hard-earned money in the truest sense!

Mudd!

Since you want to break in, knock on your ma’s door!

But Billy seemed to hear Brian's thoughts and said with certainty: "You are scolding me in your mind!"

Without waiting for Brian to respond.

He continued to mind his own business and threw a bank card on the coffee table:
“Knocking is out of politeness, breaking in is because I am impatient to wait!

Brian, everything you want to say is right there on your face.

This is not okay.

It is not conducive to your next arrangements. "

arrangement?

Brian's heart moved, and he pretended to be calm, but his hand trembled slightly as he picked up the bank card: "Uncle, is this?"

"There are more than two million US dollars in it. Even if we provide your adoptive parents with the best and most expensive medical plan, it should be able to last for more than two years."

Billy took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, with tiredness on his face: "Stop pretending to be calm, your disguise is so bad, your hands are shaking, Brian, you are actually surprised, which means you understand what I mean. mean."

"Okay, uncle, sometimes I really doubt that you have the ability to read minds." Brian raised his hands in surrender and accepted his fate: "Is there a change in the plan of the three-year agreement?"

Billy blew out a big puff of smoke and nodded:

"More than two years ago.

I learned a surprising secret from an old forensic doctor.

This secret might be an opportunity for the Kamo family to take off.

The old forensic doctor told me at that time.

The Los Angeles City Government will implement a plan to expand the criminal experimental team in March 2006.

Those team members will give priority to the Medical Examiner's Bureau, veterans, and other groups.

There, you can come into contact with some things that ordinary people don't know. "

"Those things are that amazing secret?" Brian's curiosity was aroused by Billy's words.

"Yes."

Billy nodded:
"I arranged for you to enter the forensic bureau and make a three-year appointment just to verify the authenticity of this secret.

I don't trust outsiders.

The other members of the family are not highly educated, have dirty status, and are not very smart.

There was no way they were going to join those criminal experiment groups.

And you, Brian, my most cherished nephew.

You are different. Your file is very clean, your academic qualifications are the highest among the family members, and your relationship is with your adoptive parents, who are my blood relatives.

You are my best choice. "

"So uncle, you came here this time because the plan was advanced?" Brian waved the bank card in his hand: "Okay, what should I do next?"

According to Brian's understanding of his uncle.

I'm afraid I can't use this card now.

Billy habitually pinched out two or three puffs of cigarettes with his fingers. Seeing Brian's actions, he couldn't help but laugh: "Your great-grandfather was right, taking a loss is the fastest way to grow. At least you are not as naive as before. ”

"People will always grow up. Life is like Q-tip. Since you can't resist, then choose to enjoy it." Brian spread his hands as if appointing: "We are a family. I believe you will not treat me badly, uncle." .”

People are forced out.

Without the threat to his uncle's life, he would not have been able to perform as well as a professional actor.

After listening to Brian's words, Billy nodded with satisfaction.

He skillfully stuffed the cigarette butt into his pocket, stood up and said:
"My people have been paying attention to the news from the Z mansion.

do not know why.

Plans to expand the crime lab are half a year ahead of schedule.

You'll get the message then.

Remember to register in time. "

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Brian quickly asked: "Then what is the secret that I want to verify after I go in?"

This may be related to the password of the bank card in his hand.

Have enough money.

His adoptive parents can leave this world with dignity.

He could also take action without hesitation and vent the anger he had accumulated over the past few months!

"You will know it yourself then." Billy said, patting Brian on the shoulder: "Secretly change the password, don't let me down."

After saying that, he walked straight to the door, suddenly stopped, turned his head, and said with a hint:

"That's right, Brian.

Today is a blood moon that occurs only once in thirty years.

I saw it once when I was a kid.

For countless days and nights, that scene often appeared in my dreams.

That is simply the most beautiful treasure God has given to mankind.

Believe me.

The blood moon returns tonight, and you won’t want to miss that beautiful sight.”

"Blood moon vision?"

Brian nodded and said perfunctorily: "Okay, uncle, if there is no new appraisal order tonight, I will"

"There are no ifs!" When Billy heard Brian's words, a pair of dark brown eyes spread with chilling bloodshot streaks at a speed visible to the naked eye. He looked directly into Brian's eyes: "I mean Yes, you must bathe in the light of the blood moon tonight and appreciate the gift God has given to mankind!"

What a pair of eyes that is!
Brian swore that even the extremely cruel look in his uncle's eyes when he tore the strong adult gray wolf into pieces was not as terrifying and chilling as it is today.

I don’t know how long it took.

Brian shuddered and came back to his senses.

He glanced around absently.

Except for the apartment door that was left with only a twisted lock.

His uncle's figure had long since disappeared.

Brian rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, sat back on the sofa a little slumped, and weakly covered his violently beating heart, still in shock.

That look.
It was simply more suffocating than being stared directly at by a ferocious and bloodthirsty beast.

but.

Something is wrong! ! !

Brian's eyes flashed with thought.

My childhood experience and more than two years of experience in the forensic bureau as an adult!

Especially in recent years.

Under severe mental torture.

His personality has already undergone earth-shaking changes!

Brian could now laugh and dismember the autopsy corpses, and then eat spaghetti with tomato gravy.

These are all trivial matters.

When illness strikes.

He may even have some very perverted thoughts and impulses.

If it weren't for the 'pressure transfer method' suggested by the doctor.

Brian had no doubt that he had long since become a professional serial killer driven by his inner desires.

Such myself.

How could it be possible that he was frightened out of his mind by someone's eyes, as if he had been hit by a hard control skill in a game?

This is not scientific at all!
It can't be that his uncle launched a mental attack on him, right?

Think of this.

Brian laughed to himself.

A thought emerged in his mind uncontrollably: Uncle Billy, is he really a human being?

　I changed the uncle's name, it was Capone in the second chapter, and it was changed to Billy in this chapter.

　　I've been so busy these two days.

　　Sort out the endings of old books.

　　Sorting out the rewards for old books (Nightclub, I won’t say anything else. If you have time, come and get it, I have no objection)

　　Revise the outline and plot outline of the new book (due to the scale, all saved manuscripts need to be revised)
　　The only advantage is that you get into the state quickly.

　　There will be another chapter later. Thank you brothers for your support. Only by updating steadily and writing good stories can I be worthy of your persistence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)