"Also, I said before that you knew who the 'Skinned One' was. How did you know? Who is the 'Skinned One'?"
"You know I'm a straight-tempered person who hates twists and turns. Riddler, get out of New York, you bastard!"
Old Tang looked at Lu Mingfei who suddenly realized the truth but seemed to be showing off and only focusing on his own thoughts. He scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously... He only spoke half of the sentence before he stopped abruptly. This is probably the most powerful thing in the world that can drive a person crazy!
"Don't worry, Old Tang. Although I have figured out the identity of the 'Skinned One' and the order of her crimes, I still haven't figured out her motive." Lu Mingfei rubbed his chin, his eyes gleaming with thought.
"Obviously...you guy, if you weren't my brother, with your character that doesn't deserve a beating, I would definitely jump up and beat you up!"
Old Tang was so anxious that he scratched the hair on his head until it could be used for swallows to build their nests. He felt like a stupid monkey in the zoo. Lu Mingfei was just teasing his tourists with bananas. He couldn't wait to
Jumping up and down in a hurry.
"Old Tang, please stay in the house for a while. I'll go outside and make a call. I'll be back soon." Lu Mingfei suddenly stood up, patted Old Tang on the shoulder, turned around and opened the door to leave.
The confused Old Tang was left in the room with his head full of black lines and question marks, looking at Lu Mingfei's incomprehensible back and cursing in a low voice.
After closing the door, Lu Mingfei seemed to leave the last ray of light to Old Tang in the room. He was walking in the narrow corridor where he could not see his fingers.
The house that Old Tang rents in Brooklyn is in a very old low-rise tower. The lighting in the hallway has long been broken. The people who live here are not violent criminals with criminal records who have been released from prison.
They are unemployed people who walk the streets all day long without a formal job.
At both ends of the corridor, every closed door has obscene swear words written on it. Some walls and door panels still have dark red blood stains that have been deeply imprinted on them from unknown time. There is a faint smell in the air.
Putrid smell.
Some cat eyes are even drawn as a huge eye without eyelashes. The dark red lines are mixed with a few black symbols with unknown meanings, and the black door panel is like a dark tree hole... as if behind the cat eye, there is a dark tree.
In the cave, there is someone staring directly at you with red bloodshot eyes without saying a word.
From the end of the dark corridor came bursts of irregular curses and banging on the wall, as if a madman with a kitchen knife might rush out at any time and yelled that he was going to chop people into pieces, as if this kind of dark alley was reasonable.
It should be the same place where the strange rumors about the "Skinned One" originated.
It is no exaggeration to call it a gutter full of stinky maggots. Old Tang is like the only candle in the gutter. Although it is thin... it is always warm and always warm!
Lu Mingfei couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart. He used to only know that the location where Old Tang lived was a little remote, but now that he came today, he realized that Old Tang actually lived in such a depressing and terrifying environment. Even a normal person could not help but sigh deeply in his heart.
It should be driven crazy!
But that guy has such an optimistic personality... Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei felt a little sad, and a burst of sadness surged through his heart.
It seems that saving Old Tang is not just as simple as preventing him from transforming into Dragon King Norton. Lu Mingfei wants to completely fish Old Tang out of the dark ditch. A bright light like Old Tang should shine on more people, but not
Gathering dust in an unnoticed corner.
Only when we share weal and woe and happiness together can we be considered true brothers!
Lu Mingfei climbed the stairs all the way to the rooftop. The evening breeze from New York blew over his head, coming from the hustle and bustle and going to the quiet place. The night wind seemed to be swaying emotionally, looking for the way to the southeast, northwest and northwest.
A place to rest your feet.
He came here alone for two purposes...maybe three.
First.
He can't tell the truth to Old Tang yet, but he doesn't want to deceive the other person, so he can only avoid Old Tang's words. Things about hybrids and secret parties are absolutely not allowed to be disclosed, but if they are not involved,
Lu Mingfei didn't know how to explain this series of events to Old Tang smoothly.
It’s impossible to tell Old Tang that he is hiding his identity as an FBI secret agent or a CIA ace agent, right?
Then you might as well say that you are your good neighbor Spiderman! Then Old Tang is not a fool who would believe it!
As a hunter, Old Tang has actually been exposed to some incredible events in the world. He must have his own judgment. In addition, the hunter website is a stronghold closely monitored by the academy. It seems that no matter how you look at it, Old Tang
There will always be a day when Tang's life trajectory will intersect with the world of hybrids.
worry!
second.
So many people died again...
Lu Mingfei shook his head gently in the wind, as if he hoped that the evening breeze could blow away all his troubles and thoughts and take him to a distant place where no one cared.
Lu Mingfei took out a black N96. He sent Norma via email about the tragedy that just happened at the Hunter Internet Cafe. He hoped that the college would quickly send people to deal with the cordoned off scene, and he also hoped that the college could properly settle the families of the deceased.
At the end of the email, Lu Mingfei applied to donate one-third of his scholarship money to the black elementary school in the hometown of Internet cafe owner Xiu.
Sometimes it’s hard to stay for a day.
It seems that such sad things happen every day in every corner of the world, natural and man-made disasters, separation and death, time always flies by, and by the ferry of the long river of time, you don’t even have time to find a flower to send to each other, so you can only send your late blessings.
Pin it to your lapel, tomorrow will be the end of the world.
This dilapidated tube building only has seven floors, but Lu Mingfei leaned on the railing and looked from a distance. He could vaguely see the sea of gleaming lights in central New York. The skyline stretched like silk ribbons, and tall buildings stood tall in the night.
, the light spots blurred in the sight.
In such a beautiful world, why are there always demons hiding there?
Now, Lu Mingfei had waited for his third purpose of coming to the rooftop alone.
Gentle footsteps started in the corridor behind him, and in the darkness, someone was climbing up the stairs to reach the rooftop step by step.
"I remember someone said that someone who likes the movie "The Truman Show" must be a great person." Lu Mingfei did not look back, he still looked at the city in the distance, "If I remember correctly, tell me this
The person who said this was you a few hours ago, girl?"
"Well... I have always thought that I am a great person." The visitor's crimson high-heeled shoes made a clicking sound on the floor.
She stopped five meters behind Lu Mingfei, her annoying attire was finally thrown away, and the moonlight shone on the woman's beautiful face, as beautiful as a firefly.