Chapter 4530: Blackest Night (65)

When Wei En heard this name, he was stunned for a moment, because in the United States, the name "Jane Doe" is a placeholder. Generally, if a woman is unwilling to reveal her real name, she will call herself "Jane Doe"; sometimes when the police encounter an unclaimed female corpse, they will also use this name to call them, which is a bit like "Zhang San Li Si" in Chinese.

There is more than one character with this name, but the one Wei En is most impressed by is the "Nameless Lady" Jane Doe. She is a highly skilled disguiser who completes various tasks by stealing the identities of others.

But to say she is a professional killer is not entirely true. She sometimes works for others, but sometimes it is just out of interest. She likes to steal the identities of all kinds of people to satisfy her interests.

Wei En glanced at the other corpses and still felt a bit puzzled. These living corpses should have been summoned here by Nekron, but Jane Doe was not a living corpse, so how did she come here?

And, before Wei En injected the Joker virus solution into the corpses, Jane Doe must have lost consciousness, otherwise, Wei En would have been able to distinguish it.

Jane Doe clutched her head, biting her teeth in pain and inhaling, then said: "Damn it, I underestimated this broken thing, I shouldn't have looked at it..."

"You couldn't have found this place by yourself, right?"

Jane Doe sighed and said: "How you came here is how I came here. You can't fool me, you also want to find 'Blood Tide', right?"

Wei En's hand paused. He hadn't heard of this name, but he could probably guess that "Blood Tide" should refer to Hugo Strange's current state. Jonathan Crane really deserves to be Cat Getan's number one loudspeaker; this passed in just a few hours, and it was actually known to the whole world, and he even gave it a code name.

This nameless lady is even more of an expert, and her execution power is really not covered. After discovering that the scene of the Blood Tide might be in Cat Getan, she actually found it directly. This is not kicking the door, this is flashing into the dragon pit.

It is not difficult to imagine that when she first found it, her sanity value should not have been so low. However, after seeing that pile of corpses, it plummeted, and then she fainted there.

When Wei En found her, she hadn't woken up yet, and she put another layer of someone else's skin on her body, which looked and felt exactly like a corpse, so Wei En naturally didn't discover it.

"How did you find this place?" Wei En asked.

"The seawater in that photo is obviously Cat Getan's," Jane Doe rested on the ground.

"I know, I mean how can you be sure it's this sea area by the cliff?"

"Intuition," she replied, "Many people only see weird and distorted limbs, or that kind of scattered and expanding feeling. But I think the background color of the Blood Tide is primitive and wild, representing a certain evolution of life. This temperament only exists on the edge of the cliff."

"Alright, I'm done talking, let's talk about you," Jane Doe seemed to have some superhuman abilities, and she recovered faster than ordinary people. She stood up, put her hands on her hips, looked Wei En up and down, and said, "I know you, the famous Professor Rodriguez. I didn't expect you to not pay attention to this case either. The taste of being surpassed by others is not good, right?"

"You've already arrived here, do you still think the perpetrator is a human?"

Jane Doe frowned. Wei En looked at her expression and confirmed that she seemed to really not know. He said a bit helplessly: "You don't know anything, but you dare to hit the crime scene directly; it's a pity you didn't become a reporter."

"I'm interested in those hexagonal binding tissues, I want to get some back to collect, if I go late, there will be nothing left," Jane Doe didn't care, and then she said a bit puzzled, "Not human?"

"You should investigate more," Wei En said, "Did you tell others you came here?"

"Of course not, although I don't want to eat alone, I know that many people among them are not particular, and I'm afraid they will make a mess of this place. It's better for fewer people to know."

"That won't work, Madam," Wei En said, "I can tell you very clearly that this is not man-made. Others will know soon. But knowledge from books is shallow, and naturally, you have to experience it to know."

Jane Doe narrowed her eyes, she was very sharp: "You planned all this, right? What do you want to do? Are you trying to catch them all in one net?"

"Who catches whom is hard to say," Wei En smiled and said, "Do you have anyone to communicate with?"

"I don't get along with most people, but I do have a few friends. Do you want me to contact them?"

"That's right," Wei En nodded and said, "Not just you, I have many people to entrust."

In the study on the bookstore floor, Constantine put the written letter into an envelope. Zatanna walked upstairs, and seeing so many envelopes on his desk, she asked a bit puzzled: "What happened? Why contact so many people?"

Constantine smiled. Zatanna was a bit dazed. Constantine hadn't smiled like this for a long time. It didn't mean it was good, but rather that whenever he smiled like this in the past, it meant he was going to pit people again.

"Although I have left the magical world for a long time, there are still some accounts that haven't been settled. After I left the magical world, quite a few people who didn't have eyes came to me. I stopped you from killing them, but it wasn't because I really turned over a new leaf."

"I knew it," Zatanna widened her eyes and said, "I was wondering how you could be so kind as to let go of those remnants who ran out of the Great Mage Tower."

Constantine handed that stack of letters to Zatanna and said: "I am generously giving them clues, they have to thank me."

In the office of the Cat Getan Magic Academy, Sivana sat behind the desk in a daze, then stood up again, and began to pace in front of the desk. Although there was no action for a long time, it didn't look like he was hesitating, but rather like he was thinking about something.

After a while, he began to write a letter, and the wording was revised for a long time. Finally, he put the written thing into a ball of light, and then went out with this thing.

In the bar in the North District, when Jason walked in, the bartender was stunned for a moment, then smiled at him and said: "Long time no see, Mr. Todd."

Jason nodded. Then the bartender saw Harley who was completely blocked by him, and his face stiffened.

"What kind of expression is that?" Harley said a bit dissatisfied, "Hurry up and mix the drinks."

"What's wrong?" Jason asked her.

"Nothing, when I was doing the sparkling water brand, there were a few bars that didn't want to stock my goods. I spent some effort to convince them."

Jason could probably imagine how Harley convinced them, so he didn't continue to discuss this issue. The two found a booth and sat down, ordered two drinks, and chatted while waiting.

The conversation was naturally about the Blood Tide. Harley did not stint on her praise, but Jason remained indifferent. Even though he had a bit of an adventurous spirit in his bones, he had no interest in the twisted works of that twisted serial killer.

Soon, a figure walked into the bar. She walked over and shook hands with Harley, looked her up and down, and said: "I didn't expect you to be so young, Miss Quinzel."

Harley showed a big smile and said: "You are also different from what I thought, I didn't expect you to be so... Gothic. Nameless Lady, or should I call you Jane Doe?"

"Either is fine," Jane Doe sat down, looked at the two of them and said, "I thought there would be more people coming."

"Why? Do you think we are not enough?"

"Although we agreed before that it was a girls' trip, this matter is not that simple. Little Quinzel, have you checked the information?"

"Just checked it," Harley took the book out of her arms, handed it to Jane Doe, and said, "I suggest you start from the second half. Don't you think the description of this murder case is similar to the Blood Tide?"

Jane Doe read it on her own, sipping wine from time to time. Soon she closed the book and said: "Indeed. Although the style details are slightly different, the weird feeling is the same. This proves that this is not an isolated case, but like a... genre?"

"With all due respect, Madam, what do you think of mysticism?"

"Although I have some abilities beyond ordinary people, I don't know much about this professional aspect," Jane Doe shook her head and said, "Do you mean this might be mystical influence?"

Harley nodded and said: "That's right. The time span is so long, and the style is so consistent, it can only be related to mysticism."

"Then we have to find more people," Jane Doe sighed and said, "I have a few friends on my side. What about you?"

"This is my friend," Harley pointed to Jason and said, "Having him is enough. He is the librarian of Cat Getan University Library."

Jane Doe immediately became interested, looked at Jason up and down, her eyes turned between the two of them, and said: "Alright, I'm going to call people now. I also want to visit Cat Getan University Library. See you later."

Constantine took the reply from Zatanna, looked at the letter that looked plain, smiled and said: "It seems this guy is about to be driven crazy. That group of lunatics must have found his place."

"What do you mean?"

"Blood Tide Mania," Constantine said, "Someone is desperate to know where this case happened. They will soon realize that it is related to mysticism. All mystics may be threatened. My old friends are no exception."

"They do have some real stuff," Zatanna said, "Should be able to find the right place, right?"

"Not only can they find it, they might go and see it. Because they are greedy and stupid, feeling that this Blood Tide event is the same as other sudden events in the magic world they have encountered, although there are challenges, it is also full of opportunities."

Zatanna shook her head and said: "Although I don't know what the Blood Tide is, if this thing is really in Cat Getan, it must be a complete trap."

"Yeah," Constantine turned back, threw the reply on the table, and said, "It's aimed at those who are curious about taboo knowledge and take pleasure in madness."

In a pitch-black space, a ball of light emitting a faint light appeared abruptly. An old man who was resting with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes. When he took the ball of light, his eyes shone with surprise, but soon showed a worried expression.

The agent he supported overcame all difficulties and finally contacted him, and he could finally leave this damn place. However, the danger surrounding the agent had not been completely lifted. To leave here, he had to help that poor boy.

But seeing that the incident location was in Cat Getan, he hesitated a bit. However, the opportunity to see the light of day again was too precious, and he absolutely couldn't miss it. Just go over and take a look, give some power, and there won't be any problems.

One after another, hidden forces gathered towards Cat Getan again, as if they had never heard of the notoriety of this city, with only greedy desires in their minds. Groups of people gathered together, all looking at the same location—the cliff on the East District coastline. ===== CHAPTER 4531 =====