The next day, Gao Ning met an uninvited guest who came to his door in a small exquisite shop specializing in grilled beef ribs.
"John Nestor! Federal investigator, Mr. Smith, I have a few questions to ask about the case of the burned corpse in your apartment. Please cooperate with me!"
A bearded man who couldn't tell how old he was, in his forties, sat carelessly opposite Gao Ning.
He was holding a federal investigation document whose authenticity was difficult to tell, and he was staring at himself intensely, as if he wanted to read some important information from his expression.
Gao Ning looked at his clothes.
The jeans are somewhat worn, leather shoes, a patterned shirt, a leather belt, and a leather jacket with a badly frayed collar. With this look, it is hard to believe that he is a federal investigator.
Gao Ning was 80% sure that this guy was a liar, but he still didn't expose it.
Regardless of whether it is true or false, taking the initiative to come over and ask for more information means that he also has some information that he does not know.
Gao Ning was very interested in this.
Gao Ning nodded, trying his best to appear harmless to humans and animals.
"No problem, Mr. Nestor, I can tell you anything I know!"
"very good!"
Nestor nodded grandly, without any consciousness of being an imposter. He stuffed the ID back into his pocket casually, grabbed the wine glass in front of Gao Ning and drank the wine in one gulp. Then he wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said:
"When did you start renting that apartment?"
"Half a year ago!"
Gao Ning made random nonsense. He had only gotten his ID card a few days ago, so he didn't know when the apartment was rented.
The big man didn't doubt much and continued to ask: "Have any strange things happened before? For example, tables, chairs and benches shook by themselves while sleeping, glasses and slippers and other debris were flying in the sky, or someone outside kept knocking on the door and opening the door.
There is no one outside behind the door. In short, any similar situation, have you ever encountered it before?"
"You want to say it's haunted?"
Gao Ning showed a suspicious expression: "Are you kidding? How can there be ghosts in this world!"
"Yes, you are absolutely right, there are no ghosts in this world!"
The big man said casually: "What did you do before that burnt corpse appeared? Did you do anything special, such as drawing a six-pointed star to summon the devil or something?"
Gao Ning was speechless.
"Please, are you serious?"
"Okay, let me change the question. Did you always live in the apartment before? I mean you stayed in the room every night and would go back no matter how late it was?"
When he asked this question, the big man's expression seemed to be more serious, and his eyes were staring at him with unabashed inquiry.
Gao Ning thought for a while and nodded: "I don't remember exactly, but it's roughly similar!"
"Excuse me, what is your job?"
"unemployed!"
"Well, this is really an enviable job! Then where does your source of income come from?"
"The family is rich!"
"Your parents? Family or trust fund?"
"No, but the situation is a bit similar to a trust fund, except that the source of the funds may be more complicated. I don't know much about it. If you need to investigate, you can ask a professional to follow you. If you need any evidence, I can also help.
, but more can’t be done!”
Gao Ning also wanted to see if these people could find out who White Paper was.
The big man nodded, as if he wasn't too surprised by this.
He travels all over the country and doesn't see too many weird things, let alone a weird family trust fund. Even if Gao Ning now says that he has direct contact with the president's family, he won't be too surprised.
This is America, and it's really hard to find logic in some things.
If he hadn't been used to this, he might have gone crazy.
"Sorry, I have never heard of any powerful Smith family. Of course, it may be that I am ignorant. It is limited to me. Of course, it is impossible for the obviously fake name of John Smith to be wrong." The big man answered seriously.
Gao Ning blinked and shrugged.
"Then the last question!" The big man asked: "Why didn't you go home the night of the incident?"
"I should have said I went to the hospital!"
"Yes, we found it. You saw from the surveillance video that you did walk into the hospital, but we also checked your medical records. There doesn't seem to be a diagnostic process on it. And Dr. Horan is missing!"
"...What does this have to do with me?"
Gao Ning suddenly remembered Dr. Huolun, who was killed by him with one punch. Could that burnt corpse be him?
But why did it become like that? His apartment appeared again and was used as a trophy?
"You should be the last person to see Dr. Horan. Did he have any abnormal reaction that night? Or did he say anything that went against his character?" The big man continued to ask.
Gao Ning shook his head and said nothing.
"Okay, it seems you really don't know anything! Thank you for the wine~"
The big man nodded happily, picked up the red wine on the table and turned to leave.
Gao Ning said: "Do you think it's a demon causing trouble?"
"Who knows..." The big man didn't stop, and under Gao Ning's gaze, he picked up the bottle and left the shop.
At this time, the boss wearing a white apron held a silver tray and placed the grilled ribs that were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside in front of Gao Ning.
"Do you want to call the police? Sir."
"Why?"
"He stole your wine. That bottle of wine is worth ninety-nine yuan!"
"Will the police take care of it? For example, let him compensate?"
"Of course he will, and we will ask him to compensate, but whether he will compensate or not depends on that person's mood. But judging from the scene just now, this is probably not a good person, and there is a high probability that he will leave it alone!
"
"So! Why should I waste so much time to exchange for one and get the exact same result?"
"Okay, as long as you're happy!"
Seeing that his persuasion was fruitless, the boss simply shut his mouth, put down his things, turned around and left.
"Bring me a bottle of the same wine as before, I didn't even get a single sip of it!"
"……OK!"
The boss agreed, but he really couldn't understand why he chose to settle the matter.
Obviously asking for compensation is a better option.
The fake federal investigator walked very quickly, and within a minute he was out of sight.
Gao Ning looked at the white paper that appeared automatically and saw it said:
[Mission: The Strange Case of the Burnt Corpse]
[Explanation: A strange murder occurred in the apartment. There were no signs of burns, but a completely burnt body appeared on the ground. The police used all means, but still could not find the first scene.
But with the appearance of the second burnt corpse, the situation has completely changed.
John Winchester made a rare trip back to New York. He was originally purchasing special bullets. Occasionally, he heard this sentence about a special case and thought that there was a high probability that a ghost was hiding. He decided to get involved and kill this harmful thing.
Leave again.]
[Requirement: Observe and participate in Mr. Winchester’s ghost-killing operation throughout the process, collect more data, and master at least one method that ordinary people use to kill ghosts. 】
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