The guy and the angels

Continuation part 2

After we buried parts of the bodies of corpses - continued Alexander - we parted. After that, I did not see Constantine.

And from what you suddenly decided to tell this neighbor - I asked him.
"You know, I began to drink a lot, not because my conscience was tormented, and it was, but because angels came to me." At first, they came every night, and then I began to see them in the afternoon.
"And what did they tell you?"

• Nothing. They just looked at me, and in their eyes, I saw a threat. Yes, probably, a threat. But it's not that they want to kill me right now or punish me somehow, but I really saw them in my eyes.
  I'm just crazy. I began to chase them around the house. Since I could not catch them, one day I grabbed a can of gasoline and began to water them with gasoline. Thinking that they would burn, I set them on fire. In short, I nearly burned down my grandfather's house where I lived.
  Then I moved to Russia. And angels everywhere followed me. I realized that I was not crazy, it really happens in real time.
  I started drinking every day. And while I did not tell my neighbor and they did not pick me up, they were next to me.
• And now they are close?
• No. You know, after I told the police about the murder, they left and did not come back. Even without them, it became boring. I'm used to them.
  "Well, let's go and show the house where the corpses were buried."
• Go.

We left the station district, where private houses were being built. Of course, in 10 years everything has changed, and where there was once a foundation, there could well be a house. Therefore, we circled the area and Alexander could not find a place to find corpses. We circled around the district for about two hours.

• Wait - he stopped us - it's there. He pointed a finger at the next street.
  "He's there," he repeated.
  We went where Alexander showed us. They stopped at an unfinished house.
  "It's here," - said Alexander.
• Why?- I asked.
  "They're here," he said quietly, "they're over this house."
  "Who?" - I asked again.
• The Angels
• Right? - I asked - look, we will have to demolish the walls.
• Yes exactly.

We found the owner of the house, who found out that the corpses could be buried in the foundation of the house, immediately agreed.
"Tear down the walls," said the master. "If I do not live in this house in the foundation, I will not live."

A special technique demolished the walls and with shovels, we selected the ground from the foundation of the house. Yes, the angels indicated the exact place. We found the dismembered corpses of the girls, that is, what was left of them.

I finished the investigation of the case and presented to Alexander the accusation of failure to carry out an especially grave crime. Constantine was put on the wanted list.