The Ultimate Evolution

With this in mind, Sheyan looked at Hill who had just promoted.

“Why don’t you come with me on a little trip. The T-1000 had slaughtered a family before this, and everyone in the family is dead. I can only discover the truth of the incident with the help of your unique ability.”

How could Hill refuse Sheyan’s request after he just got what he desired? But after Zi had had a few words with Mr. Darkness, she turned to Sheyan and said, “If we’re speaking purely of the study of the soul, then Miss Corina seems to be more in line with our requirements, so there’s no need for Mr. Hill.”

A sudden realisation hit Sheyan after listening to Zi’s words.

Now that Hill had achieved his goal, his demand for Party Ace’s help had reduced to a minimum, so he may not put in his best effort.

On the contrary, Hill’s success would naturally stimulate Corina’s desire. She desperately needed Party Ace’s help, so there must be thoughts like “if I don’t do my best now then they might not try their best later” in her mind.

Therefore, Corina was actually the more suitable candidate.

Sheyan silently rejoiced in his heart. He was truly fortunate to have a woman like Zi as his deputy to cover for his oversights. She was the dream of every team leader.

When Corina was called for action, she of course could not say no. In fact, she should fight for the chance to show her goodwill to Party Ace.

After seeing Hill successfully advance with envious eyes and a jealous heart, Corina could only suppress her displeasure at having almost been killed by Zi before and perform the task Ace Party entrusted to her to the best of her ability.

Attacking this secret military base had naturally attracted the close attention of the LA government, but fortunately, Five Wheels were experts in laying down smokescreens and shaking off pursuers. They disappeared into the vast city without much effort, just like a drop of water quietly dissolving into the sea. “Those damn Terminators” naturally took the blame on behalf of Sheyan and co. again.

They soon arrived at Sixth Avenue in District 17 where the T-1000 had stayed in for a short while. Although they did not know the specific address, news of the famous murder case had spread like a plague here.

One reason the case was so well-known was because the murderer was so cruel that he had even killed the baby who was only several months old and could not even testify against him.

The second reason was because Mr. Simpson was quite a well-known man in this neighborhood. Drug abuse, drug trafficking, robberies and thefts — he’d done them all. He had violated almost every law that could be violated. To put it bluntly, he was the head of a gang. A violent criminal who was accustomed to eliminating other families had had his own family eliminated instead. That naturally piqued the curiosity of others.

Because the murders had taken place less than 24 hours ago, the police tape and barricades outside had not been removed yet. It seemed like the police had only just concluded the forensic investigation; when they arrived at the scene, they happened to see the last police car leaving with its siren blazing.

When the group of contestants reached the door of the house, they did not have any eerie feelings indicating that it was a haunted house. Corina took out a crystal ball and put a black veil over it, then held it in front of her chest with both hands. It gave off a mysterious feeling.

This crystal ball was actually the best spellcasting item in Corina’s possession worth over 20,000 utility points. It was evident that Corina was putting in her best effort. After the group entered the house, they could not turn on the light for fear of attracting the police’s attention. The pungent smell of blood was still permeating through the air. The environment immediately turned spooky.

The light from the crystal ball was very faint, but it could still provide some illumination to the dark surroundings. Although the corpses had been removed, the bloodstains on the ground and the markings drawn by the police were still there, and they clearly indicated the original location of the corpses at the crime scene.

Sheyan turned towards Corina and asked, “Is there a problem? Did you find any clues?”

Corina nodded. She first lifted the crystal ball, then slowly released it to let it float in the air. The crystal ball then floated around slowly to every corner of the house before finally returning to Corina’s hands.

At this time, they could see a lot of shadows roaming inside the crystal ball in the form of black smokes.

Corina started to recite some incomprehensible spells. When her voice reached Sheyan’s ears, he felt as if it was a worm that was nibbling at mulberry leaves, but a lot more creepy. A more timid person would have been covered in goosebumps upon hearing that.

Suddenly, the crystal ball shattered! A dense darkness came out of it to cover the area in an instant!

Corina whispered to them, “You may witness some strange scenes now, but all of them are just illusions that will not cause any substantial harm to us. Just watch quietly and refrain from using any ability, or my spell will fail.”

When Corina spoke, her eyes were mainly on the other two women, Zi and Melody. Melody smiled and nodded, but Zi just snorted coldly without bothering to reply. The contrasting personalities between the two women were on full display.

After waiting for about five to six minutes, there suddenly appeared a gentle light in the room which lit the place up to its usual level of illumination. A moaning sound came from the TV, likely from an adult program.

A half-naked fat man with a beard was half-lying on the sofa lazily, There was half a bottle of beer next to him. A smoke rose from some kind of drug on the coffee table.

This fat man should be Simpson. His wife was currently lying unmoving on the sofa. Her pupils had shrunk to the size of a needle tip, and there was even some vomit near her mouth. She was also occasionally convulsing. Those were textbook signs of a drug overdose.

Despite the vague cries of a baby from upstairs, Simpson had not intention of going up to check on the child at all. He was feeling aroused from the alcohol and the adult program on the TV, so he rubbed his crotch and pulled his wife, who was paralysed on the sofa, over. He then ripped off his trousers and threw himself on her.

The contestants who were witnessing this had a strange feeling, as if they were in a dark cinema and the scene was a hologram projected in front of them.

The sex scene did not happen. When Simpson had undressed his wife until she only had her underwear left, someone outside rang the doorbell. Simpson ignored it and continued to strip the woman while gasping like a bull in heat.

However, the doorbell noise resolutely persisted like a ghost that refused to move on. Simpson’s patience soon wore thin. He finally got up unhappily, grabbed a beer bottle and roared, “You damn salesman, I’ll make you pay for this!”

He rushed to the door in large strides. Because Simpson was the head of the gang in the area, he did not have a habit of checking the peephole as it was unnecessary. Thus, he simply opened the door with the bottle lifted high. But as soon as he opened the door, he stepped back in surprise and hesitated.

“You, you… Who are you?!?!”

The one who stood in front of Simpson was a woman….a woman who looked exactly the same as his wife! If Simpson did not know for sure that his wife was currently lying half-naked on the sofa, he would have mistaken the woman as her!

The woman looked at Simpson coldly with the eyes of a beast at the top of the food chain. Suddenly, at an indescribable speed, she reached out and seemed to touch Simpson’s neck.

Simpson’s nerves that were slowed by alcohol could not keep up with her speed at all. He only felt something was wrong when the feeling of suffocation and pain hit him. A gurgling sound came from his throat. He held his neck with both hands as he fell slowly to the floor. A great deal of blood gushed out from the cracks between his fingers to stain a large area of his shirt.

Only then did he see that the left hand of the woman who resembled his wife was as sharp as the blade of a Gillette razor! However, bluish-white electricity would leak out of her left shoulder blade from time to time.

The woman went into the house and closed the door. While she did that, her face and figure started to change, and she finally transformed into Simpson’s appearance.

This was no doubt the T-1000 from before.

After it entered the house, it poked its elongated and sharpened index finger into Mrs. Simpson’s heart. It was then attracted upstairs by the crying baby and proceeded to kill the child in cold blood. It showed as much hesitation in doing so as a human killing a rat.

Then, the T-1000 sat in front of the computer, typed a series of letters, and went online. After about thirty minutes of surfing the Internet, it stood up and left the house.

After witnessing this scene, the contestants found that the whole process was not much different from what they had suspected. The T-1000 should have obtained Mrs. Simpson’s information from somewhere and changed into her appearance to come to her house to access information on the internet. Unfortunately, the computer that the T-1000 used had been confiscated by the police, or they would have more clues.

At this moment Sheyan suddenly said with a sharp glint in his eyes, “I don’t know if you guys have noticed a small detail. When the T-1000 had changed its left hand into a blade to kill Simpson, did you guys see some electricity on its left shoulder?”

Mogensha nodded in affirmation to Sheyan’s words.

“I did. What’s the problem?”

“This is not in line with the Terminator’s killing habits. It could kill Simpson effortlessly with one normal strike, so why would it waste extra energy to discharge electricity? And if the electricity was used to provide extra power to its strike, why was the electricity on the shoulder and not on the blade?” said Sheyan with a frown.

After pondering for a moment, Zi spoke, “You mean the T-1000’s left arm is injured?”

“Or, you could say that the injury on the T-1000’s left arm recurred because of the drop in its reserve energy after fighting with us. That would explain why this killing monster had vanished during this period of time — it had gone to a place where it can heal its wounds!” replied Sheyan.