Chapter 49 A mysterious death

The next day.

Near Smallwell River.

Officer Lane stood beside the wilted marigolds on the shore, smoking one cigarette after another.

It was as if just one more puff could cure the depression in his chest and allow him to breathe a little easier.

But until he finished smoking the last one, the feeling of depression was not reduced by half.

Shaking his head, he threw away the cigarette butt and walked over to the coroner who was examining the body.

There was a corpse lying in the grass, with a strangely distorted face.

The skin is chapped and aged, looking like a mummified body with its bandages removed.

"Have you found out the identity of the deceased?"

Ryan asked his assistant.

"Preliminarily determined, the deceased is Don Hagerty, 12 years old."

"12 years old?"

Ryan looked at the withered corpse in disbelief, "How is that possible?"

The assistant handed him the evidence bag and said, "This is the ring on the deceased's hand. We asked people who were familiar with the deceased to identify it and prove that this is the ring that Don Hagerty had been wearing."

Ryan stared at the two bold letters "D.B" on the ring and was shocked.

"impossible!"

He knelt down and stared at the strange corpse.

"It looked like he was being sucked dry."

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, are there really vampires?

No, it's impossible!

Shaking his head, he shook this ridiculous thought out of his mind and asked his assistant: "Who was the last person the deceased came into contact with?"

"According to accounts from several of his classmates, after they had a conflict with Clark Kent, the deceased rode home alone."

"who?"

Hearing Clark's name, Ryan was stunned for a moment, "You mean Clark Kent, Peter Padrick's godson?"

"Yes."

Is it Peter Padraic again?

After chanting Peter's name, his brows furrowed.

At this time, Clark still didn't know that Don Hagerty, who had a conflict with him yesterday, was dead.

He was at Padrick Farm, doing farm work to earn pocket money.

Azu held a leaflet he picked up from somewhere, angrily crumpled it into a ball and threw it to the ground.

Clark put down the pitchfork in surprise, then picked up the flyer.

It was a Christian leaflet disguised as a dollar bill.

Printed on it is a short story that advises young people not to lose heart by playing with things.

Playing online games like "Dungeons and Dragons" is like lying on the devil's breasts and sucking the breasts of hell.

Clark threw the flyer away with a somewhat uneasy expression.

He knew why Azu was angry.

He probably thought it was a banknote and couldn't wait to pick it up, only to find that he had been fooled.

You know, Azu is a little money addict, and he will do anything to make pocket money.

"I don't believe this."

Azu put the lawnmower aside and said somewhat depressedly: "Dad said he doesn't want us to become gods that are believed in and hated by others. I hate gods!"

Clark's father, Jonathan, is a Christian, but he doesn't hate religion very much. "God will bless every believer."

Azu used Peter's words to suppress Clark, "Dad said: Christians always say that there are 144,000 seats in heaven, but billions of people have died on God's green earth, but he only likes 144,000 of them. God may He’s a heartless guy.”

Clark suddenly fell silent after hearing Azu's "rebellious" words.

Although I wanted to refute the other party, I couldn't find a suitable argument.

"Well, there is some truth to what the Godfather said."

He muttered something, and when he was about to continue working, he noticed a police car driving into the farm, and his parents also drove over.

He stopped what he was doing and scratched his hair in confusion, not knowing what happened.

A few minutes later, Clark and Azu stood next to Peter nervously.

Jonathan and Martha sat next to them with serious faces.

The police just asked a few questions and then left, leaving Jonathan and Martha in shock.

If it hadn't been for the police coming, they wouldn't have known Clark got into a fight yesterday.

Martha asked Peter, "Peter, you know about this, right?"

She was a little jealous because her son stayed at Peter's house every day and would hide anything from her. Instead, he was more willing to confide in Peter.

"Yeah, I know, but I don't think it's anything, Clark didn't fight back."

Peter cast a comforting look at the uneasy Clark.

"But Don Hagerty is dead!"

"It was just an accident and had nothing to do with Clark."

Peter calmly added coffee to Martha's cup, "We can't blame Clark for unexpected mistakes, can we?"

"I don't blame Clark, I just think."

Martha looked at Clark and said helplessly: "Clark, you should tell us about this."

"Sorry, Mom, Dad."

Clark apologizes to Martha and Kennet.

Jonathan was more understanding. He touched Clark's hair and said, "Did they hurt you? Clark."

"No, Dad."

"Uh-huh, you didn't fight back, right?"

"Yes, but I especially want to beat those boys, beat them hard."

When her son said this, Martha immediately stopped him, "Hey, Clark!"

"It's okay, Clark. I want to beat them up, too. I want to encourage you to fight back. Will that make you feel better?"

Jonathan comforted Clark, "But you won't do that, right?"

"Yes, I know, Dad. I know you told me to restrain myself."

Clark repeated what the godfather said to him yesterday to Martha and Jonathan.

After listening, the couple looked at each other.

Jonathan looked at Peter with emotion.

Although he had always disagreed with some of Peter's educational ideas, whom he regarded as a brother, he knew that the other party had always understood and helped him.

This was also the reason why he trusted Peter and always agreed to let Clark live here.

After Jonathan and Martha left, Azu asked Peter in confusion, "Dad, is Don Haggerty really dead?"

He wanted to beat this guy up, but he didn't expect that he would die directly.

Peter had received a call from Chandler before and knew about Don Haggerty's death and the situation at the scene.

"Yes, Don Haggerty is dead."

"But why? Dad, what happened?"

Clark, with his ears erect, came over.

Although he wanted to beat Don Haggerty up yesterday, he was still quite upset about his death.

"I don't know, maybe it was just an accident."

Although he said this, Peter's expression became solemn.

What on earth could turn a living corpse into a mummy?

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