v3 Chapter 599： An island called ignorance (1/2)

When Song Jia walked into the door of the art museum and saw the scene inside, he almost failed to stand still.

Although she is not engaged in art work, she has visited here several times with her classmates when she is free. This art museum has always been popular with tourists because of its rich collection and unique architectural style. She also likes it very much.

But I didn’t expect to come in again this time, but this art shrine has turned into a **** slaughterhouse. There are corpses everywhere on the ground, plasma and brain splatters are everywhere, many artworks have been destroyed, and their value is over a hundred. Wan's oil painting just fell to the ground, and the sculpture became fragments...

And the people who can still stand in the entire first floor exhibition hall are Ole and Alexia. They are holding each other and slowly moving toward the position of the stairs.

”This... these people were killed by you?”

Song Jia was taken aback. She answered Zhang Heng's phone and hurried in from the outside. It was unclear what was happening inside. Seeing this scene in front of her, she thought that the people here were all The Inuit killed, after all, they looked like they had just fought a **** battle.

However, Aleixia shook his head, ”No, everyone is yours... uh, the employer killed us, we didn't actually do anything, he saved us, he and the owner of the museum are now in two Lou, let's go up together.”

”Oh, good, good.”

Song Jia carefully avoided a blood stain on the ground, and then followed Ole and Song Jia up the stairs to the curator's office on the second floor.

There was no door lock. Song Jia saw a lame man sitting on a sofa, and Zhang Heng was sitting behind his desk writing something on parchment paper with blood. When Song Jia walked in, he nodded at her, ” You’re just here, please help me to continue the translation. I’m going to have a good chat with Mr. Sachus.”

Zhang Heng pointed to the man on the sofa while talking.

The latter probably knew that it was impossible for him to escape. Instead, he calmed down again. After seeing Song Jia looking at her, he smiled at the girl. He had to say that he was not the owner of the museum for more than ten years. Bai Dang, this smile looks quite gentle and gentle.

However, Song Jia didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he pulled Zhang Heng aside and hurriedly said, ”What the **** is going on, who are the people below, why did you kill them, oh my god, you this time How many people have killed?”

”Thirty-seven, but I'm just defending and saving people.” Zhang Heng said.

”The police don't believe you killed 37 people for self-defense and saving people.” Song Jia said anxiously, ”Are you crazy, do you know how much trouble this will cause you?”

”Relax, as long as we are all tight-lipped, I don't think the police will take care of this matter.” Zhang Heng calmly said.

”How could this be possible, even if none of us said that 37 people were missing, the police could not have noticed.”

”Ordinary people are like this, but these people are different. They obviously belong to a mysterious sect. The police may not even know their existence.” Zhang Hengdao.

”how do you know?”