Chapter 4256: Spirit Possession (Part 38)

Kent frowned. He didn't expect that the background of all these events could actually be traced back to a much more distant era. He said, "What is this case about?"

The sheriff sighed heavily, showing a look of recollection, and then said, "That probably goes back to when my grandfather was young. At that time, acrobatics had just emerged, and the circus was still a trendy thing. And this Flying Angel had a very high talent for acrobatics since she was a child. After going to a big city with her parents and seeing an acrobatic performance, she started practicing at home, and all kinds of stunt moves were no problem for her. By the time she was in her teens, she was already very famous in the town."

"Later, she went to learn more professional acrobatic performances, and as soon as she went on stage, she gained the pursuit of countless audiences; one could even say she was the founder of a genre."

"In the process of performing, she met many like-minded friends, so they formed an acrobatic troupe together, which later evolved into a circus, which was the Kile Circus of Valley Town."

"However, when there are many people, conflicts naturally increase. In the circus, Saturn's colleague, the animal trainer Gingers, because of jealousy, or perhaps because of uneven distribution of benefits, had a very serious conflict with her. Finally, on a pitch-black night, he rushed into Saturn's home, killed their family of four, and burned down the house. This was a remarkable major case in such a remote place. The truth was quickly investigated, Gingers went to prison and never came out again, and the circus was taken over by the family of the clown performer Borger."

The amount of information in these words was too great. Kent understood for a long time, and then realized that the clown performer Borger in the sheriff's mouth might be Linda's great-grandfather, which was Old Borger's father. However, because their reproductive age was uncertain, it could also be the great-great-grandfather, which was Old Borger's grandfather; in any case, it was definitely an ancestor's matter.

"There are actually many doubts about this case." The sheriff was also outspoken, and he said, "There were no criminal investigation methods at all back then. In such a small place, no one would care how the police investigated the case. Anyway, someone died, and whoever had a bad relationship with him was arrested. Gingers was the person who had the worst relationship with Saturn, so he became the murderer."

"Okay. Then what about the case file? Can I see the case file?" Kent actually wanted to take the case file to Batman; he was the best at this kind of thing, and as long as there were some clues, he would certainly be able to find out the truth.

The sheriff shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, an unidentified person snuck into the police station back then, set a fire, and burned down the entire archives room. At that time, there were only paper case files, and after being burned, there was nothing left."

"This wouldn't be the work of the real murderer, would it?"

"I don't know about that. Everything I know about this case is passed down by word of mouth in the police station." The sheriff shook his head, "If this case wasn't so famous, I wouldn't know about such a distant matter."

Kent's brows furrowed even deeper. He thought he could get more clues, but now it looked like more mysteries. However, his instinct was telling him that Gingers wasn't the real murderer, and the murderer should be Borger, who benefited in the end. There wasn't a single good person in this family.

"Then the woman calling for help on the phone, is that Saturn?"

"If as you said, there is a circus advertisement in the background... In that era, circus advertisements were generally played during the prime time of radio programs, and the murderer also acted during that time period. Then it is indeed possible that it was the former Flying Angel."

Kent began to ponder. Although this phone call should be a clue leading himself to the town, now it seemed that there might be some other plots that hadn't been triggered. Not to mention anything else, in the plot, Bruce's daughter went missing, and they hadn't encountered any clues related to it yet.

Kent thought for a while, and then asked, "If Saturn's ghost is real, where do you think she would be?"

The sheriff was stunned by the question, and he said, "How would I know? If you hadn't given me this camera, I wouldn't even know that ghosts are real."

Kent scratched his head. He really envied Batman's useful brain; with such a pile of clues placed in front of him, he just couldn't make heads or tails of it.

"Since she called you, why don't you ask her." The sheriff said, "This camera can photograph ghosts, so maybe the phone can also call ghosts. Why don't you ask her and you'll know?"

"That's right." Kent reacted immediately, and he said, "I'll go back now, and wait until night to ask her. By the way, keep this."

Kent stuffed the camera into the sheriff's hand and said, "Don't worry, there are no important photos here. It's just that your wife seems to have something to say to you, you can use this thing to communicate with her."

The sheriff's expression was very complicated, but he still kept the camera, watched Kent leave, then picked up a notebook from the side, aimed the lens at the notebook while saying in a low voice, "Dear, if you have anything to say, just write it here."

After Kent left the police station, he returned to his office. His colleague was a bit surprised to see him and said, "Didn't you go on annual leave? How come you're back so soon?"

"I really couldn't rest easy." Kent said bluntly, "Has that harassment call come again?"

"Of course, every day at that time, right on the dot, but except for you, no one dares to answer." His colleague shook his head.

Kent felt relieved. He knew that this phone call wasn't just a clue leading to the town, it certainly had some other functions. He first returned to his apartment, took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to a fast-food restaurant to have a big meal, filling up his energy bar.

He glanced at his health bar, fortunately, no health was deducted. After all, he was seriously playing the role of a plot character and basically hadn't gone off track. Perhaps precisely because of this, even if he went head-to-head with the evil spirit, he hadn't died yet.

He touched his chest and said, "Don't worry, little guy. No matter how complicated this matter is, I will dig them all out, not a single one will escape."

At night, Kent guarded the phone. When the time came, the phone rang on time, and Kent answered it immediately. Fortunately, there were basically no colleagues on the night shift, and he was the only one left in the office. And this time Kent didn't repeatedly ask "Where are you" and such, but said directly, "Hello, are you the Flying Angel? I sympathize with your encounter, and I really want to help you. Can you tell me what to do?"

The woman's screaming stopped abruptly. What responded to him was a silence, then a buzzing sound of current came from the other end of the phone, and then the phone suddenly made a "beep" sound, which even startled Kent.

Afterward, the numbers on the keyboard began to light up. Kent hurried to find a pen to copy them down, and then discovered that this seemed to be a string of phone numbers.

After the numbers lit up, the phone was hung up. Kent looked at that string of phone numbers with some hesitation, but still picked up the receiver and dialed it. The phone kept ringing with a busy signal, as if no one answered, but it wasn't automatically hung up either.

And at this moment, Kate, who had just finished teaching Linda how to drive, sent her on her way, and returned to Aunt Kane's house herself, suddenly heard a sharp and ear-piercing phone ring.

That ringtone was like a death summons, echoing continuously in the empty and old house. Kate was scared into a cold sweat, fortunately, she was a puppet now and wouldn't have weak legs.

Kate took a deep breath, gathered her courage, thought about the ugly face of that evil spirit, and finally walked toward the direction where the phone ring was coming from, and then discovered that the thing making the sound was actually the clock hanging in Aunt Kane's living room, the one that rang every ten o'clock.

A clock was actually making a phone ringtone; this eerie phenomenon made Kate forget her fear. She began to think, if this was really a phone, then which part was the receiver.

Kate didn't know either, so she could only try. She reached out and touched the clock's pendulum, and as a result, a person's voice actually came from the pendulum: "Hello, hello? Saturn?"

Kate immediately recognized that this was Kent. She said, "What the hell? It's me, it's Kate!"

Kent was also shocked. The two were silent for more than ten seconds, not knowing how to express their surprise. How could a phone call be made to a teammate?

Kent knew his brain probably wasn't good enough, but Kate, as Batwoman, was certainly stronger than himself. So he told Kate everything that happened in Westview City exactly as it was.

Kate reacted almost immediately and said, "Linda."

"What?"

"Linda is the only living person in the town, not only is she not afraid of the evil spirit, but even the water pollution and someone poisoning the water, she avoided it. But she herself actually isn't anything special, which proves someone is helping her, very likely the ghost of the Flying Angel, Saturn, that you mentioned. This can also explain why this phone call was made to Aunt Kane's house."

Kent knew too few clues, and he was still a bit confused. Kate didn't have time to tell him all the clues, so she said, "Linda drove out of the town, I suspect she is going to Westview City. Find a way to find her, if it's really the ghost of the Flying Angel protecting her, then she must know a lot of things. Hurry!"

Kent hung up the phone and rushed out of the office without stopping, heading toward the only road into the city in Westview City. However, he calculated the time in his heart; although this town wasn't close, it had been several hours from day to night, and driving would have long since arrived. If he went now, he was afraid it would be too late.

But unexpectedly, not long after he rushed to the intersection, he saw a figure walking this way. The other party was wearing a red dress, her pace was very vigorous, she walked very fast, and she was holding that iconic harpoon in her hand.

"Linda!" Kent shouted.

Linda saw him and seemed a bit happy. She walked over quickly and said, "Why are you here?"

"I'm waiting for you here. Kate called me and said you entered the city, she was worried about you, and asked me to come here to pick you up. But she said you drove here, where is the car?"

"I don't really know how to drive," Linda said, looking a bit irritable, "I accidentally drove the car off the road, so I could only walk over."

"Then are you okay?" Kent asked hurriedly, "You didn't fall, did you?"

Linda shook her head and said, "But I walked for a long time, I'm a bit hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

"Yes, I'll take you to eat."

Ten minutes later, the two sat at a window seat in a fast-food restaurant. Watching Linda wolfing down her food, Kent didn't know where to start. He thought for a while and still said, "You..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the paper wrapping the hamburger that Linda had thrown aside gradually unfolding, and row after row of handwriting appeared on the wrapping paper. Kent's eyes gradually widened. ===== CHAPTER 4257 =====

"Let me see." Reed took that thing from his hand, looked at it, and then said, "This version is also a bit too old. Judging from these scorched marks, it shouldn't have been caused by intentional destruction; this circuit design has problems. Let your designers update it properly..."

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