Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
In Brooklyn, New York, several police cars were parked in a small alley. The grungy region had been cordoned off with tape, with passers-by filming the area with cameras.
"Damn it, another grotesque corpse."
Two police officers had just finished covering the body with a white sheet. Glancing at each other, they saw that their feelings of disgust and nausea mirrored on their partner.
Besides the New York police officers, some forensic experts were taking photos for evidence, and a few civilian journalists had gathered by the forensic tape.
"Officer, have more dead bodies been found inside? Is the cause of death still unknown? This is the fifth murder case in the past few days, and the residents around here are getting scared. Is this a deliberate serial murder, or some supernatural event?"
A reporter from some media outlet bombarded them with questions, irritating the officers on duty.
"Someone get these reporters out of here! The situation is bad enough as is. If they continue to sensationalize things, we’ll look incompetent!"
"Not much we can do about that, pal. Freedom of the press and all that."
One officer complained while the other shrugged. They both felt helpless in the current situation.
They had checked all the nearby security cameras but found no suspicious individuals.
"Even if this is the poorest district in New York, you still have to provide an explanation to the residents. You owe us all this!"
The reporter continued to stir up the crowd, earning unanimous support from the onlookers.
Brooklyn, despite being a poor neighborhood, was far from the slums people might imagine. It was a melting pot of immigrants, and among the millions of people in this district were residents from all over the world. While the increase in population brought some prosperity, it also highlighted conflicts between different races, religions, and more. Compared to the relative safety of Manhattan, Brooklyn was much more chaotic.
Nonetheless, the recent series of murders was especially vicious.
"These damn report
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I got sick again :(