american horror story

It was a bloody smell, but mixed with a hint of sulfur, which was very strange.

Mary had knocked on the door several times, but there was no response from inside the room, which she found very odd.

"That's weird, is Adela not in her dorm?"

Just as she was wondering, Mary saw Roy take out a wire, ready to pick the lock.

"Roy, what are you doing!"

"Quiet! Mary, I smell blood. Something might have happened inside!"

"Blood? How could that be?"

Before the words even finished, Roy had easily opened the lock with his thief skills. What greeted their eyes was a large amount of blood, practically covering the entire room.

Mary, just an ordinary college student, had never seen such a bloody scene before and almost fainted. Luckily, Roy caught her in time.

"Roy, so much blood!"

"Don't be scared, Mary! I'm here. Why don't you go sit in the living room and take a breather?"

Mary obediently let Roy help her to the dorm's living room. She looked like she was drunk, her condition was definitely not right.

"Roy, what should we do?"

"It's okay, I'll call the professionals. Just sit here."

However, before making the call, Roy still wanted to take a closer look at the situation in Adela's room. He hadn't seen everything clearly just now.

Walking to the entrance of Adela's bedroom, his eyes were filled with red.

What was particularly strange was that the walls were covered in fresh blood everywhere, but there wasn't much blood on the furniture, especially the desk and chairs. Except for a bit of blood at the bottom, the rest was clean.

It was as if someone had moved the furniture into the room afterward.

On the desk was a laptop. The screen was on, suggesting someone had used it recently, and the screen showed the MSN interface.

All of this hinted at a bizarre situation.

Immediately after, Roy noticed that the blanket on the dorm bed was slightly raised, as if there was something underneath.

Could it be a body?

Roy stepped into the bedroom, careful to avoid the patches of dried blood on the floor. He lifted the blanket and saw a pile of minced meat underneath.

How could he describe it?

It was like the traditional Beijing dish "Lu Zhu," where a bunch of internal organs are chopped into tiny pieces and mixed together. It looked incredibly disgusting.

Fortunately, Roy had experienced so many incidents that his tolerance was quite high, but others might not be so strong.

The other girls in the dorm passed by and saw Mary sitting pale-faced on the sofa. Thinking something had happened, they came in to check. Then, they noticed Adela's bedroom door was open, and so...

"Ahhh—"

A top-notch soprano scream echoed throughout the entire dorm area.

Roy, who had been intently observing the minced meat on the bed to see if it was human, was startled by the scream.

He thought to himself, this isn't good. The girls outside probably think I'm the bad guy again, right?

"Wait!"

But the girl didn't listen to Roy and ran off, covering her mouth.

This girl was probably a sports student; she ran incredibly fast.

Roy remembered the several times he had been pointed at with guns by the police, so he quickly walked out of Adela's room, pulled out his phone, and contacted Gerald.

"Mr. Black, is there something I can help you with?"

"Mr. Orlin, I have a supernatural event here. You'd better bring some people over immediately!"

"Another supernatural event? It's only been a few hours, hasn't it?"

Roy was also speechless. The Yellow Clown incident had indeed happened less than 12 hours ago.

However, Adela had added Roy yesterday. If you had to say, these two incidents were actually happening simultaneously, it's just that one happened online and the other offline.

"Anyway, you need to bring people to the UCLA women's dorm as soon as possible, or I might get taken away by the LAPD!"

LAPD refers to the Los Angeles County Police Department. Although it's just the county police, backed by Los Angeles, a metropolis second only to New York, its power is still considerable.

It would be too embarrassing to be taken into the police station by the LAPD before even entering UCLA.

"Women's dorm? I understand. Stay there and don't run around. I'll call the UCLA police department."

Large universities like UCLA have their own police departments responsible for security in the surrounding areas, and there are also police officers patrolling the campus.

This meant the police would arrive very quickly.

"LAPD, drop your weapon immediately!"

Roy quickly raised his hands to show that he was holding a phone, not a gun.

Fortunately, Roy's current skin color was correct, so the police officers who rushed over didn't choose to empty their magazines.

After all, what if they emptied their magazines and found out they couldn't kill Roy? Wouldn't that be even more awkward?

"I'm the person who discovered the crime scene, not the suspect!"

The arriving police officer was a typical middle-aged white American, well-built with very thick arms.

"Whether you're a suspect or not isn't for you to decide! Now, turn around and lean against the wall. I'm going to search you!"

Roy was a bit helpless, but Mary stood up at this moment to explain for him.

"Officer, Roy is definitely not a suspect. He came here with me and we discovered the scene together. I can vouch for him!"

"Is that so?"

The white police officer hesitated, holding his gun. At this moment, the female sports student who had just gone out to report spoke up.

"Maybe the real killer deliberately brought someone back to act as a witness? I've seen that in detective dramas!"

Roy looked at the female sports student in shock. Why was this person doing sports and not writing scripts?

The white police officer suddenly understood, seemingly convinced by the female sports student. Even Mary started to feel a bit uncertain.

At this moment, the white police officer's walkie-talkie suddenly crackled. The message instructed the officer not to make any arrests but to secure the scene and wait for others to arrive.

Although the white police officer was very confused as to why the higher-ups would issue such an order, he still followed instructions and didn't make things difficult for Roy. However, he still restricted Roy's movements, not allowing him to leave the dorm.

Half an hour later, a large group of people in black suits entered the girls' dorm. Leading them was Gerald, wearing sunglasses.

This attire really made him look like the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., just with more hair.

"FEA business! Unrelated personnel, please leave!"

The FEA agents cleared out the onlookers and the white police officer, leaving only Roy and Mary, the two first discoverers of the crime scene.

"Mr. Black, you certainly know how to surprise me! I thought you had gotten into trouble in the UCLA women's dorm and were looking for an excuse for me to bail you out!"

After taking a look at the situation in Adela's bedroom, Gerald could confirm that this was a supernatural event.

Roy rolled his eyes.

"Why would you think that? Do I need to do something illegal to find girls? Right, Mary!"

Mary hadn't fully recovered from the disgusting state of Adela's room. Hearing Roy's words, she couldn't help but tense up.

"Don't drag me into this. I don't know anything."

A pitiful expression appeared on Roy's face, like a pet abandoned by its owner, finally making Mary chuckle.

Gerald's face darkened a bit, but fortunately, he was Black, so others couldn't really tell.

"Alright, Mr. Black, now is not the time for you to be flirting with this young lady. I dropped what I was doing to bring people over!"

"That thing" he was referring to was likely the Yellow Clown incident Roy had mentioned in the early hours of the morning.

Gerald signaled for his staff to take Mary downstairs to rest. This girl clearly didn't know anything.

"So, what do you know?"

"Does this count towards my information fee?"

Roy's mercenary attitude left Gerald a bit speechless.

"Yes, yes, of course it counts! Why are you so focused on money at such a young age?"

"Ha! America is a capitalist country. Did you expect me to work for you for free? Or perhaps..."

"Stop! Don't say any more! If you continue, I'll start losing hair!"

Gerald quickly stopped Roy from saying those words. Saying that in America was very taboo. Did anyone really believe this country had freedom of speech?

After a little joke, Roy began to explain the detailed process of the incident.

Because Roy hadn't actually done anything in this incident, just picked a lock, there was nothing he needed to avoid mentioning.

"Are you saying that a netizen suddenly added you as a friend, then said they wanted to meet you and sent you two videos?"

"Yes, that netizen claimed to be Adela. The address is here, but I'm not sure if she's really that Adela."

"This is easy. I can access UCLA's student files."

Having official power was convenient. With just one sentence from Gerald, the agents under his command went to the university to retrieve Adela's file.

"Can we still find those videos you mentioned? We can compare them."

"I saw that the laptop in Adela's dorm was on. Maybe we can use her computer to go online and take a look."

Gerald signaled for his computer experts to operate Adela's computer, then picked up Adela's student file.

"Is this the person?"

The girl in the student ID photo looked very plain and didn't have the golden pupils like in the video, but Roy could still confirm that she was the Adela from the video.

"It's definitely this face, but there's a big difference in her aura, and the Adela I saw in the video had golden pupils."

"Golden pupils?"

Hearing this, Gerald frowned.

Golden pupils are generally a symbol of demons. When Roy and Elizabeth transform or use their demonic abilities, their pupils also turn golden.

At this moment, the agent who had gone to operate Adela's computer returned.

"Director, those two website addresses can no longer be opened. I tried to recover the webpages, but I can't watch the videos. Also, there's one more thing. We found that the last time this computer was used was just two hours ago, which was when the last website address was sent."

"Is that so? Take that laptop back as evidence and carefully investigate the hard drive. There might be something we missed."

"Yes, Director."

The agent left with the laptop, and the other agents began to carefully investigate Adela's room, including the pile of minced meat on the bed.

After preliminary investigation and analysis, it was found that the blood stains had been dry for at least a day, and although the pile of minced meat on the bed looked fresh, it had also been there for at least a day, with many tissues completely stuck together.

"Strange, could Adela already be dead?"

The situation at the scene was so bizarre that Gerald found it hard to determine what was going on.

"No, Adela definitely isn't dead! I suspect that pile of minced meat is someone else's body!"

Roy still remembered the photo Adela sent him last night. In the photo, Adela had written his online name on her body with lipstick. That photo definitely couldn't be fake.

Moreover, Adela had used her laptop just two hours ago to send Roy the second video. The current version of MSN doesn't have a scheduled message sending function, so it must have been her operating it.

But if the minced meat wasn't Adela's, then who could it belong to?

"Let's just do a DNA test first."

Gerald could only instruct his subordinates to collect those minced meat tissues and dried blood first, preparing to take them back to FEA headquarters for further investigation.

The next step was to find witnesses and record the trivial details from the people nearby. This kind of work didn't require Gerald and Roy, so the two of them left the girls' dorm.

"Mr. Black, what do you think this Adela is?"

Having almost been charmed when he saw the second video, Roy had a rough idea of what Adela was.

"I think Adela might be possessed by a succubus."

"A succubus?"

As the director of the Los Angeles FEA branch, it was impossible for Gerald not to know what a succubus was.

"Mr. Orlin, if it really is a succubus, then I probably wasn't the only one being targeted. Perhaps you could investigate the missing person cases around UCLA, specifically looking for young people who use the internet. Maybe we can find some clues."

This suggestion was quite constructive, and Gerald nodded in agreement.

"I will arrange that! Mr. Black, thank you very much for your cooperation! I think our collaboration has gotten off to a good start."

"Is that so? Actually, I'm more concerned about when my information fee will arrive. By the way, I also wanted to ask when Sultana will be reinstated. I still prefer working with young and beautiful female agents."

Gerald smiled, but his smile was quite frightening, so it was better when he didn't smile.

"Who wouldn't want to work with young and beautiful female agents? However, Sultana did cause the bureau significant losses in the Freddy incident. She might not be reinstated for another two months, and she might even be demoted when she returns. But don't worry, I will transfer Sultana to Los Angeles."

Hearing this, Roy's eyes lit up. Didn't this mean he would be able to see Sultana often in the second half of the year?

However, Jennifer and Niddy would also be coming to UCLA in the second half of the year, plus Heather and Penny. This was going to be a huge challenge for Roy's time management skills.

"I understand! Mr. Orlin, if there's nothing else, I'll head back first."

"Mr. Black, please keep your phone on. I'll contact you if there are any new developments."

Roy waved at Gerald, then walked towards Mary, who was waiting for him not far away.

"Roy, who was that fierce-looking African American man?"

The adjective "fierce-looking" made Roy almost lose it.

"He's the director of an official organization, not a bad guy."

"Oh, I see..."

Mary's face was full of worry. She probably hadn't recovered from the bloody scene yet.

Looking at Mary's expression, Roy made a suggestion.

"Mary, how about we go grab a cup of coffee? My treat."

Mary gave a forced smile.

"Okay!"

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