Chapter 172: Why am I killing?

　　 At the gate of the police station in the coastal city, a press conference on the mummy case is going on.
　　 In order to restore the image of the police station, Deputy Commissioner James Clay made sufficient preparations. Even so, facing the various tricky problems of reporters, his forehead was still covered with sweat.
　　Facts are facts, no matter how he prevaricates or explains, he can't change more than a hundred dead bodies.
In order to prevent the situation from worsening, the police and the FBI carried out strict confidentiality work, but they underestimated the gravitational power of women. A pretty coquettish-looking female reporter used alcohol and her body to easily get the murder case from a police officer. Insider information.
　　 Then, the entire coastal city knew that in this city known for entertainment, there is nothing that reporters can't do.
　　 The situation deteriorated rapidly!
　　 Faced with various "false" reports, Director Hugo had to get up from his mistress's bed, and after talking to Walker on the phone, he ordered his deputy to hold a press conference to explain the circumstances of the case.
The press conference was carried out in a noisy atmosphere. In order to dig out the hard information, the reporters on the scene bombarded James one after another, with trapped questions one after another. If you are not careful, you will be caught by someone who says " The word
incompetence
is nailed to the police, FBI and government.
When James was asked, his head exploded. He imagined that he would throw away the microphone like a president and leave without looking back. But the dream is after all a dream. He was given the heavy responsibility by Hugo and Walker and he was not qualified to throw the microphone. I can only explain to the "media friends" over and over again: The sacrifice of the police in the mumbling case and the bravery and fearlessness shown by the FBI. We will definitely go all out to find the murderer of the mumbling case as soon as possible, and give everyone a quiet and peaceful life. Seaside city.
　　 As for when the case is solved, not a word is mentioned!
　　 Such a perfunctory answer can't make it through. In fact, not all of the reporters on the scene are "paparazzi", and a large part of them are really concerned about the progress of the case.
　　 They are all locals who have lived here for decades and have deep affection for the seaside city.
The corpse case has seriously affected the daily lives of citizens. The murderer has killed more than a hundred people. He still doesn’t know what he looks like. All kinds of ghost talks are circulating on the Internet. Some say they are vampires or werewolves. There are also resentful spirits, ghosts, etc., everyone is frightened and afraid to come out.
　　 James was sweating profusely, trying to explain that the reporters didn't listen at all and forced him to stand up.
　　 James, how dare to speak, once you stand up, it's okay to complete, if you can't complete it, Hugo will definitely be kicked out as a scapegoat.
　　 Don’t doubt, that greedy, shameless, lustful, and depraved would do that.
　　 The sentiment is getting angry, suddenly someone points to the sky,
　　 "Look, what is that."
　　 "Is that a bird? Is that... a person?"
Everyone raised their heads subconsciously. In the gray sky, there was indeed a "person". After zooming in, they found that this person was really unique, not tall, at most one meter six, and his appearance was extremely ugly, but his head was swollen and thick. , Just like the big-headed son in cartoons.
　　 There was a low laughter from the crowd,
　　 "Where did the freak come from? He looks like a mallet."
　　 is not tall and has a big head!
　　The FBI agent in charge of investigating the case suddenly remembered something, this is not exactly the physical characteristic of the murderer! Thinking of more than a hundred corpses that had been sucked into mummy, he shuddered violently, walked to James's side, whispered a few words, the latter turned pale in fright, and quickly summoned his men to disperse the crowd.
　　 The police also reacted, ignoring the image, and kicked and kicked the reporter aside, then raised their weapon and aimed at the big monster in the sky.
　　 Heckert, in a suit, floated down slowly, and with a wave of his hand, James flew out and hit the wall, unconscious.
　　 "Director!"
　　 The police officers changed their faces and fired subconsciously.
　　 Six bullets flew from all directions, but stopped strangely two meters in front of Heckert. The warhead kept spinning, seeming to be fighting against some kind of force, and finally it was still floating peacefully in mid-air.
　　 Seeing this scene, everyone closed their mouths, and the air fell into strange silence.
　　 Heckert looked around, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. He liked this way of appearance, shocking and domineering, crushing everything with powerful force.
　　 This is the man!
Hector coughed, walked to the place belonging to James, picked up the microphone, cleared his throat, and found that everyone was staring at him, suddenly a little flustered, just like the first brother who gave a speech for the first time. Why can’t I remember the speeches of the times, I can only play on the spot,
"Everyone... everybody, hello, I am a corpse..." paused and said, "I'd better introduce myself, my name is Hecott Hammond, you may not have heard of this name, but my father's name is definitely I heard that, yes, my father is Adam Hammond, the great mayor of Hammond, and the great councillor of Hammond."
　　 "I'm his son, although we don't look alike at all, um um um... Change the subject, I am the murderer of the corpse case you are looking for, that is, the werewolves, vampires, ghosts mentioned on the Internet..."
　　 "Yes, I killed more than a hundred people."
　　 Boom!
　　 Everyone was in an uproar, not to mention the unsuspecting reporters, the police and the FBI on the side were the same. They saw a lot of madmen, but they had never seen someone as crazy as a big head monster.
　　 At a press conference held by the Chief of Police, he admitted that he had killed more than 100 people!
　　What kind of madman would do such a thing?
　　 I found the journalists who had been madly taking photos, and some media personnel even interrupted the program ~EbookFREE.me~ to broadcast Heckert live.
　　 A courageous female reporter carefully stretched out the microphone,
　　 "Mr. Hammond, you... why are you killing so many people."
　　 "This question is very good."
　　 Faced with a female reporter’s question, Heckert did not show a cruel and tyrannical side, but politely explained, just like his father, Senator Hammond, did in an interview.
　　 "I didn't kill because I had no other choice."
　　 The female reporter asked again, "You mean someone forced you."
　　 "No! No! No!"
　　 Hackett waved his hands again and again, "No one in this world can force me, I kill... Well, how can I put it..."
　　 Heckert reached out his hand and scratched his forehead, seeming to be distressed about how to explain, after thinking for a few seconds, he asked back.
　　 "This beautiful lady, can you not eat for three days?"
　　 The female reporter didn't understand what he meant, and shook her head subconsciously. How could a person not eat for three days.
"now it's right."
　　 Heckert clapped his hands and smiled triumphantly, "You all need to eat. If you don't eat for three days, your body won't be able to stand it, and so do I."
　　 Everyone was startled at first, and then showed endless fear.
　　
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