american horror story

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Investigation



The events at Oak High School were extremely serious. If the hundreds of students in the auditorium were wiped out, the town government would likely be overwhelmed by angry residents of Waterfall Town.

This is no joke. Texans are full of fighting spirit, and almost every household has a gun. Some even have armed pickup trucks.

Fortunately, the incident didn't escalate to the worst-case scenario. Roy later learned from Sheriff Hughes that only one person died and one went missing. The other students only suffered injuries.

The deceased was the unlucky boy who triggered the trap, and the missing person was Elena, who discovered Arkin.

Roy knew this Elena. She was a year younger than him and had been one of his admirers before.

What made Elena's identity special was that she was the mayor's granddaughter, which made her disappearance a serious issue.

Sheriff Hughes said that the mayor had given all the police officers at the station a thorough dressing down.

Roy finally told Niddy about the dark web. Jennifer had been at the scene that night and knew the whole story.

Who would have thought that the It incident would suddenly happen, and then Jennifer's body would be controlled by Lilith, resulting in her forgetting to tell Niddy?

"So, there's such a terrifying organization? I thought you guys were talking about the deep web!"

Niddy was still shaken. What happened in the auditorium was too terrifying for her.

However, Jennifer thought of another possibility.

"Roy, do you think that guy called the Collector might have been sent by the dark web to get revenge on you?"

This surprised Roy for a moment.

You know what? That's actually possible!

"Damn it, how did they find their way here?"

Roy believed he hadn't left any traces. How could the dark web have found him?

Niddy pushed up her black-framed glasses and started helping Roy analyze the situation.

After the disastrous birthday party, the girl had changed back into her usual otaku attire and put on her black-framed glasses again.

"Roy, if there are some former police officers or agents in this dark web organization, it's not surprising that they could find you."

Indeed, although Roy had cleaned up some traces, he wasn't a professional after all, and he would always leave some clues, which would only take a little effort to find.

Judging by the time, the dark web should have found Roy's information around these past few days.

Jennifer looked at Roy with some worry.

"Roy, what should we do?"

"Since they dared to reach out, they should be prepared to have their hand chopped off! Niddy, can you find out where this wireless camera was connected to?"

Niddy shook her head.

"It's too late to look now. The transmission distance of this kind of wireless camera is usually very short, so the Collector's server must have been near Oak High School at the time. I estimate there's a high chance it was directly set up in a car, and it should have been moved somewhere else by now."

"Niddy, try anyway. What if that guy hasn't left Oak Town? Maybe we can still find him. Jennifer, can you contact Evans for me? She might be able to provide us with some help."

After arranging the tasks for Jennifer and Niddy, Roy went to the town's hospital, intending to talk to Arkin again.

In the second movie of "Nightmare," it was Arkin who led people to the Collector's stronghold. Although the story development in this world is different from the movie, this guy might still know something.

Through his connections with the Waterfall Town Police Department, Roy found Arkin's ward.

This guy was an important informant in the Night Demon incident and had been placed under police protection. It was said that the FBI would take over later.

However, Roy saw that the person guarding Arkin's ward door wasn't a police officer but a strange man in black. This man in black stopped Roy outside the door.

"No entry!"

"What do you mean? Are you town police, state police, or federal police?"

If he were really a police officer, he should have shown his badge by now, but the man in black didn't, indicating that he wasn't a public official.

"Kid, I said no entry!"

The man in black kept a straight face and showed the holster on his waist.

Roy narrowed his eyes as he looked at the man in black.

This man in black was clearly from the city and didn't know the rules of the Texas countryside. He even dared to use a pistol to intimidate others.

"Who are you trying to scare? This is Texas. If you have the guts, shoot. Let's see if you can get out of the hospital alive!"

Roy's words made the man in black a little angry. He immediately put his hand on the holster, showing his intention to draw his gun.

"Last warning, get lost!"

From this standard warning gesture, it could be seen that the man in black had probably also worked in some violent department, but he was either retired or doing private work now.

Well, police salaries in America are actually not high, so some police officers also take on private jobs to earn some extra money.

Roy didn't know if this person belonged to that category.

Roy smiled, pretending to turn around and leave, but in reality, he delivered a quick uppercut right into the man in black's cheek.

The man in black didn't have time to react at all and entered a sweet, baby-like sleep.

Roy pushed open the hospital room door and saw that besides Arkin, there was also an old man and a middle-aged man in the room.

The middle-aged man frowned when he saw Roy enter.

"Who are you? Where's James?"

James should be the man in black guarding the door.

"You mean the doorman? He's sound asleep right now."

Roy shrugged, appearing very relaxed.

However, the middle-aged man wouldn't believe such nonsense. He immediately pulled out his pistol and aimed it at Roy, acting very decisively.

"You wouldn't happen to be the Collector, would you?"

The old man beside him quickly pressed down on the middle-aged man's arm. Fortunately, he acted quickly, otherwise Roy wouldn't have been able to resist drawing his own gun.

"Wait a minute, Peters, don't be nervous! This young man is a resident of the town. I know him. He's definitely not the Collector!"

"Hello, Mr. Simon."

That's right, this old man was the mayor of Waterfall Town, Elena's grandfather.

In the second movie of "Nightmare," Elena's family did hire a group of "professionals" to rescue her, but these "professionals" were all useless and only served to highlight the protagonist.

Roy didn't expect to run into this part of the plot.

"Not good at all, Mr. Blake. Bad things always happen every time I see you!"

Simon grumbled unhappily.

Indeed, Roy had dealt with Simon a few times before, and it was always because something had happened in the town, and Roy was getting hush money. Naturally, Simon wouldn't be in a good mood when he saw him.

What's more, Simon's beloved granddaughter had just been captured by the Collector not long ago.

Roy spread his hands, his face full of innocence.

"Mr. Simon, I'm a victim too! I'm currently investigating that damn murderer!"

Simon looked at Roy deeply, starting to suspect if this incident was related to Roy.

It must be said that the old man's reaction was quite quick. He hadn't been the mayor for so many years for nothing. He could guess a thing or two from Roy's attitude.

However, Simon didn't say it out loud.

"Mr. Blake, are you also investigating the Collector?"

"Texans always take revenge! I'm a genuine cowboy!"

Although Simon wasn't in a good mood, he had to admit that Roy was a real cowboy.

But Peters didn't think so.

"Hehe, kid, this is something for adults to consider. You should go home and drink your milk!"

Roy glared at Peters.

"Wanna have a go? Believe it or not, I can KO you in three seconds!"

Peters was about to respond to Roy's provocation when Simon stopped him.

"Peters, restrain yourself! Mr. Blake is a genius boxer. He can knock out a middleweight boxer wearing protective gear with one punch!"

Hearing this, Peters' expression immediately softened a bit. He understood why the person guarding the door was asleep.

"Kid, what do you want?"

"It's simple. I also want to ask Mr. Arkin about the Collector. You don't mind, do you?"

Peters certainly minded. He was a mercenary hired by Mayor Simon and naturally didn't want anyone to steal his business.

"Kid, this isn't a sporting match. People like that don't play by the rules!"

"Hehe, I've probably killed more perverted murderers than you've ever seen. Want to try me?"

Roy's words reminded Simon of something. He remembered that Roy had indeed taken down quite a few perverted murderers.

Just the ones Simon knew about were Ghostface, Michael Myers, and Leatherface.

In this regard, Roy was quite professional.

"Alright, Peters, arguing is pointless. Why don't you cooperate? My hiring fee is enough to satisfy both of you, as long as you can bring back my granddaughter and take down that Collector! Texans always take revenge!"

Peters' expression was very unpleasant. After all, there was suddenly another person to split the money with.

"Mr. Simon, I still hope you'll consider this carefully. It's better to hire professionals for this kind of thing."

However, Simon had already made up his mind. He just wanted to see his granddaughter as soon as possible.

"I only care about the result, nothing else."

At this moment, Roy walked up to Arkin.

"What were you guys talking about?"

Simon answered Roy.

"We were trying to persuade Mr. Arkin to take us to the Collector's lair, but Mr. Arkin doesn't seem too willing."

Arkin was indeed unwilling. He had finally escaped the devil's den. How could he possibly go back?

"I'm best at persuading people. Let me handle this!"

Peters didn't speak, sneering as he prepared to watch Roy make a fool of himself.

Roy walked up to Arkin and grabbed him by the collar.

"Remember me, Mr. Arkin?"

Fear appeared on Arkin's face. He still remembered the terrifying demeanor Roy had when he interrogated him last night.

"Of course, Mr. Blake."

"That's good. I thought you had forgotten me! I think the Collector should have come looking for you already, right?"

Arkin was shocked.

"How do you know?"

"I guessed. Perverted murderers like the Collector have one thing in common: they can't accept that someone escaped their grasp. So, he will definitely come back for you! He's in the dark, and you're in the light. You can only be constantly toyed with by him until he loses interest in you and kills you. During this time, maybe your family will also become his playthings."

Arkin's expression became quite unpleasant. He had to admit that what Roy said made a lot of sense, and it was also what he feared most deep down.

"What should I do?"

Hearing this, Roy knew that Arkin had been persuaded.

"Running away is useless. Only by taking down the Collector can we end this! The Collector is also a human being. He can be defeated. Didn't he just suffer a defeat this time? What we need to do is find him and then completely resolve this!"

Arkin took a deep breath and finally chose to cooperate with Roy and the others.

"Okay, I agree! But I also want some money!"

This was not something Roy could decide. He looked at Mayor Simon.

Simon nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, as long as you can help me find my granddaughter Elena, I can give you two hundred thousand dollars!"

This amount of money was not a small sum in the millennium. Arkin immediately took action.

Roy didn't expect it to be so smooth. Sure enough, money talks.

At this moment, Peters spoke.

"Since Arkin is willing to cooperate, then we shouldn't delay. Let's take action immediately. Kid, do you want me to lend you a gun?"

As he spoke, Peters looked at Roy.

Roy curled his lip and, before anyone could react, drew his Smith & Wesson M625 revolver.

"I already said I'm a genuine cowboy. How could a cowboy not carry a revolver?"

This speed of drawing a gun surprised everyone, especially Peters, who was a professional.

With Roy's gun-drawing skills, no one within ten meters could escape. As for further distances, it would depend on his marksmanship.

At this moment, Peters began to take Roy's abilities seriously and no longer treated him like a child.

"Alright, I'll go gather the men now. We'll meet at the hospital entrance in a bit."

Peters hurriedly left Arkin's ward. Outside the ward, he saw his own subordinate lying on the ground, his face already swollen.

Now, Peters had a deeper understanding of the force of Roy's punch.

Roy didn't stay in Arkin's ward for long. Since they were going to deal with the Collector, he also needed to make some preparations.

In the movie, the traps set by the Collector were quite terrifying. If he didn't prepare properly, Roy might also fail.

Just then, Jennifer called.

"Roy, Ms. Evans has arrived at your house. She has some intelligence!"

"I'll be home right away."

Driving his second-hand yellow Chevrolet Camaro back home, he indeed saw Keller and Molly.

"Roy, regarding the relationship between the Collector and the dark web that you mentioned, I did find many suspected murder videos filmed by the Collector!"

Keller immediately stated her findings. This female reporter was really efficient.

After looking at the photos Keller handed him, Roy frowned repeatedly. It was too cruel.

"Can it be confirmed that the Collector is a member of the dark web?"

Keller nodded.

"It's highly likely. I got an internal dark web account through a friend. In a dark web forum with the theme of torture and killing, I found the Collector's ID."

"There's actually such a forum?"

Niddy was very surprised.

"Niddy, you've been on the dark web too. Didn't you know?"

"Uh, I'm more afraid of this kind of bloody and violent stuff. I go on the dark web to read gossip."

Hearing this, Keller looked at her with some surprise, not expecting Niddy to have this kind of ability.

"Alright, I've already gathered some information about the Collector. Maybe we can follow the clues and find the dark web in one fell swoop!"


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