mtl008 Chapter 2705 Hollywood Rhapsody (63)
Chapter 2705 Hollywood Rhapsody (63)
Chapter 2705 Hollywood Rhapsody (Sixty-three)
Charles saw the dried blood spreading along the sheets, all the way to the end of the bed, and even seeping into the cracks in the floor with that ominous black and red color.
The crows were still calling outside the window.
Charles did not find this scene scary because he did not feel the atmosphere of horror here. The blood even became something as common as the decorative patterns on the sheets, which proved that Eric had never been frightened by it.
But this is indeed something to be afraid of. Charles frowned. He could even clearly see a woman screaming on the bed. She was pregnant and was frightened during the delivery process... It must be fright. There was another faint smell of fear here.
Charles took two steps inside and saw messy footprints on the balcony as expected. Someone broke in when Eric's wife was giving birth. They frightened the pregnant woman and eventually caused a difficult delivery.
Charles has a medical background, so he could see that the delivery process was not going smoothly. In the end, the doctor who was half-kneeling in front of the delivery bed chose to perform an episiotomy, which caused a lot of bleeding, turning the area into a pool of blood.
The condition of the pregnant woman and the child must be very bad. Although Charles didn't know much about obstetrics, he knew that in this situation it was very likely that both deaths would occur.
Perhaps this was the main reason why Anya died before she was six years old. The unsuccessful delivery caused her cardiopulmonary function to be naturally weak, requiring her to use a ventilator for a long time.
What about Eric's wife, did she survive? Charles was a little confused. In this case, it was unlikely that she would survive, but if the doctor was professional enough and could suture the wound without interruption in such a chaotic situation, it was still possible.
"Magda is still alive." Eric's voice appeared behind the door. Charles turned to look at him. Eric's face showed some nostalgia, but it was not very moving. He said, "She died three years ago."
"Has she met Anya?"
"Yes, but she was already a grandmother at that time. She didn't have a deep impression of this little girl who was taken away at birth. Although she recognized her in the end, she just regarded that side as an ordinary dream."
"The midwife you hired must be very good." Charles sighed, "I can imagine how critical the situation was. There were at least five people who broke in."
"Seven in fact, from two different factions, all armed."
Charles looked up at Eric. He didn't ask anything, but he knew Eric knew what he wanted to ask.
"I killed them, tore them completely to pieces right in front of Magda, and that's the main reason she was frightened."
"The doctor completed the stitching perfectly, but she had to go to the hospital immediately for a blood transfusion because of excessive blood loss. Anya stayed with me, and I haven't seen her since then. The doctor told me that she didn't want to see me, so she left."
Charles sighed softly and said, "I know you can't control it, but it would scare any normal person."
Eric looked at him silently. Charles seemed a little puzzled. He heard Eric ask, "...Is it really out of control?"
Charles' heart tightened, and he immediately thought of his loss of control. Yes, was he really out of control at that time? No, he just wanted to get Magneto's attention.
"Did you do this on purpose? Why did you do this?"
Eric shook his head and said, “No, at least not this time. I didn’t think they would come. Anger consumed me, and I killed seven people in an instant…”
"Wait." Charles realized something was wrong. He said, "If you really lost control, it shouldn't be seven people, but ten people, including your wife, your children, and the doctor. None of them would have survived. What went wrong?"
Eric was silent.
His figure disappeared at the door, and Charles did not stay in this room for too long. He turned and went to another smaller room next to it, where Anya lived.
This is a typical children's room. Although there is no cartoon wallpaper, there is a bright white, soft bed that is completely inconsistent with the style of this old house, as well as many dolls and toys.
Charles saw a group photo. There were three people in the photo. They were him, Eric and Anya. He and Eric were both young at that time, and Anya was only about four years old. She looked pale and weak, but had a very bright smile.
Thinking of the painful expression of the little girl lying on the hospital bed, Charles felt his heart begin to ache. Fortunately, now she has gotten rid of the flesh that caused her pain, and she can live carefree in the spiritual world.
Charles went downstairs and sat back on the sofa. Seeing the ashtray still had some ashes in it, he smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to smoke here. Aren't you afraid of being discovered by Anya?"
Eric stared at his homework and ignored Charles. Charles seemed to be used to it. He sat for a while and then stood up again and began to patrol the walls of the room.
The wall to the right of the fireplace is covered with old yellowed wallpaper, on which you can see many of Anya's scribbles. On the left is a wall of clippings, all of which are newspapers from that era.
Because the newspapers were posted too densely and the ink would fade, Charles had not looked at them carefully for the sake of his eye health. But this time he browsed the news as attentively as possible because he wanted to know who the uninvited guest who broke into the house was.
In fact, there were too few people to choose from. Charles was also from that era. Although the situation in Britain had been relatively stable, he could always hear news on the radio about the Soviet army's step-by-step advance on Berlin.
But the newspaper headlines on this wall were not the same as those on the radio. They recorded that the Soviet army was losing ground and was almost retreating back to Stalingrad, while the German army was as if assisted by God and wanted to plant the swastika flag on the Kremlin in one breath.
Suddenly a piece of news caught Charles' attention. It said, "The mysterious church killer is causing a stir again. The secret team has identified the possible suspect and will execute him publicly soon."
Looking further down, there is another piece of news about the church killer, but it also says that the Gestapo has already locked down the church killer's identity and residence, and they are about to catch him. Looking further down, it still says that he will be caught soon. Keep reading, and it's still soon, soon, and soon.
This series of newspaper reports mainly focused on a promising future. Anyway, they said that the secret army was unstoppable and the church killer was terrified. But in the end, Charles still didn't understand who the church killer was. He knew that these were just stupid publicity tricks. If he was really caught, would they not post a photo?
Charles looked very carefully, and thus he discovered that the technique of this series of clippings and pastings was somewhat different from the others. Eric was actually a very careful person. When he pasted something, he would apply glue to every corner and stick it on very smoothly, leaving no gaps, and he had to make it perfect.
This series of clippings doesn't look as carefully made. Not only are they made of paper, but there's glue in the middle and two of the sheets are wrinkled. This is not Eric's style.
Although Charles discovered it, he did not say it out loud. He speculated on the relationship between the church killer and the people who broke in. Generally speaking, serial killers could not have a group of people. Most of the time, there were only one or two people working together to commit the crime.
Did the Gestapo come here after the church killer? Why did the church killer come here?
During this period, Charles also considered that the church killer might be Eric, but he quickly denied his guess. Although Eric was usually a bastard, he was not such a bastard that he had time to go out and commit serial murders when his wife was about to give birth.
Eric did not have the conditions to attract the Gestapo because he escaped from a concentration camp in Poland. People in Berlin did not know him. The fact that he could live here proved that he had completely escaped the pursuit.
The newspaper clippings on the wall were not put up by him, and the ashes in the ashtray were probably not flicked away by him, which proves that there was another adult in the house besides Magda and Eric.
who can that be?
Charles didn't need to think too deeply about it. He knew that the only person who had a motive to appear here was the doctor who delivered Magda, and it was this doctor who was keeping an eye on the church killer.
Eric said that there were two groups of people who came to the door, and one of them was definitely the Gestapo. This group of people became increasingly crazy in Berlin during that era. Even Charles, who was far away in England, had heard of them. Only they would rush into a private residence like this.
What about the other group of people?
Charles couldn't think of a conclusion for the time being, so he had to walk back and sit down opposite Eric. Now he had forgotten about the short video and just wanted to know what was going on.
"What exactly happened at that time?" Charles couldn't help but ask. He saw that Eric looked a little absent-minded.
A pale woman's hand tightly grasped the flower stem, and the splattered blood soaked the freshly dried petals. Schiller was stitching with a focused look, and under his feet were seven corpses.
The bodies were intact, with no apparent wounds, but completely broken internal organs spewed out of their mouths and mixed into the blood, like a bloody feast.
Eric, who looked a little pale, stood by the door. He stared at Schiller, but Schiller ignored him. He sewed skillfully and said, "They may be coming for me, but the reason must be different from what you think."
Eric seemed to calm down a little. He stepped over a body, stood next to Schiller and said, "How is Magda?"
"The incision isn't very long. Apart from a bit of bleeding, everything is fine. But I'm afraid she needs to go to the hospital for a blood transfusion immediately. If you haven't damaged the bug, we can contact someone who can do all this more efficiently."
Eric frowned deeply.
"I killed a scientist named Artur because he was the only one who could figure out whether Hydra had the technology related to the atomic bomb. Another group of people who wanted to stop Hydra had been watching me. They were natural allies."
"As for those who rushed in today," Schiller said with a slight sigh, "People who want to stop Hydra will use this as an excuse to target me. Hydra will certainly do the same, but I didn't expect them to come here so soon and bring a bunch of reckless idiots with them."
Eric looked at the corpses with swastika patterns on their shoulder straps, and couldn't tell which ones were from the Gestapo and which ones were from Hydra. Schiller seemed to have heard what he was thinking.
"They are one and the same, or rather, Hydra and the whole of Berlin are one and the same. Anyone you see could be Hydra."
"What do we do next?"
"I think you have written down the signal of the bug. Follow that signal to send a message to a man named Nick Fury and ask him to send Magda to treatment and take care of Anya for us."
"And us?"
Schiller put down the suture needle, turned around, stood up, looked at the body in a strange place and said, "I have to admit that you are very efficient, but now we can do some delicate work."
Why do people sleep later and later?
My schedule makes me lonely
(End of this chapter)