"Don't be angry." The queen ant seemed to like hearing the professor speak in this tone. "If I tell you that I have a way to help you find him, how will this favor be counted?"
"What did you say?" The professor's voice on the other end of the phone was obviously louder.
"Don't get excited, hahaha, I should be able to find it. However, I need to borrow something from Mr. Jazz. I just finished the meeting yesterday. I can only wait until Mr. Jazz summons us next time. By the way, I have another clue.
, this player is a male, young, about 17cm tall, and thin, you can follow this clue to find it first."
After the queen ant finished speaking, she hung up the phone with a smile, and then dialed the number of the informant just now.
"Boss, what are your orders?"
"Find a way to steal the body of Puppet No. 008 for me." The Queen Ant said calmly.
"Boss, but this will expose me."
"It's okay. You can follow me after you sneak out. You don't have to go back. There are so many informants anyway." After the ant queen finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
.....
The night in Los Angeles is very quiet, and most residents go to bed early. At the end of Hongmo Road, there is an independent unit building with a mixed structure of brick, stone and metal, which looks full of heaviness.
At this time, in an office in the northeast corner of the building, the incandescent lamp was still on.
[Tiangang Disha] Bald Tang, the captain of the fifth team, leaned back, pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers, held a cigarette in his mouth, and frowned. The mountain of case information in front of him gave him a headache.
According to the deacon, there have been many murders by lunatics in Los Angeles recently, and the opponents will hide their puppets in the crowd, like time bombs.
In fact, these puppets are already dead. The people who made the puppets are also guys who were corrupted by demons and lost their humanity. Even if they were thrown into an ice cave and froze to death, no one would stand up and say that these cruel guys deserve to die.
.
A few months ago, in the accident caused by the witch master, he lost his newly married wife and the child who was still in his wife's belly and had not had time to be born.
When the bald Tang thought of this, the veins on his forehead suddenly popped up. He clenched his fists tightly, took out a long breath, sat upright again, and began to search for every clue in the messy case files.<
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As time went by, a faint fish belly white appeared on the sky, and sanitation workers led the loading trucks on the street and began to clean up the garbage when there was no one on the street.
Bald Tang put down his dip pen, sorted all the documents, rubbed his sore eyebrows, stood up and stretched, walked to the small round window, and looked at the street outside the window with his hands in his pockets.
......
The next day, the sun shone on Chen Mo's face. He moved his muscles and stretched himself. He had not slept so comfortably for a long time since he got brain cancer.
I no longer have headaches or insomnia.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank Brother Tiger." Chen Mo rubbed his face.
At this time, with his perception reaching 6 points, he saw some strange places.
There were obvious scratch marks on the edge of the door of the room, as if they had been gnawed by mice.
"Is this place really haunted?"
Chen Mo shook his head.
The most important thing for him now is to consider his savings.
He had given all the money to his sister before, so he didn't have much money left with him.
As for the game currency, he didn't want to spend his precious game currency to exchange it for RMB and then buy the things he could buy. This was not cost-effective, but he had to face the reality that he was just a salted fish in reality. p>
So as a salted fish, what should he do to make money?
Moving bricks?
For him, who is at the bottom of society and is content to work as a salted fish, the ways he can think of to make money are really limited.
It is true that I can make a lot of money by moving bricks, but now that I am a [player], is it a bit pricey to move bricks?
"It's noon on the hoeing day, and it's really hard to dig. All you dig is copper, with a purity of only five. How much money can you make by working for others..."
Chen Mo thought in his heart that this wave of psychological construction can only be said to be full marks.
As for continuing his career as a game anchor, to be honest, Chen Mo still feels that copying the game itself is tiring enough. He also wants to give his brain a rest, even if he keeps spinning around for 24 hours.
"The confinement nanny seems to be well paid, but I don't have the money to change sex, so forget it."
"How about programmers, tsk, I feel like I want to fish (ji) when facing the computer, no, no, no..."
I looked around and found nothing suitable for me.
Chen Mo was browsing job advertisements boredly, and suddenly, a hotel post appeared in front of him.
Chen Mo originally wanted to slide over directly, but he suddenly discovered that the picture content in this post was actually the Golden Wutong Hotel.
"Hey, it turned out that I couldn't rent it out, so I was forced to change my career and start "grassroots" construction?"
Chen Mo browsed this post and found that many people were complaining. Most of the content was that the seller was hiding the true situation. This hotel was actually a haunted house before. After digging out the walls, there were mottled blood stains inside. Every time he arrived,
I can always smell an inexplicable stench at night.
There are always strange sounds coming from the corridor in the middle of the night, and people can also be seen walking up the stairs backwards.
"Huh? This place seems really uneasy."
Driven by curiosity, Chen Mo searched for keywords about this house on the Internet, and the first content he searched turned out to be a post from a supernatural forum.
"One day, a family of people who came to Los Angeles to work stayed at the Golden Wutong Hotel. That night, because the man came home late after drinking, the couple had a dispute. The next day, when the landlord came to collect the rent, he found blood stains in the living room.
, but no body was found, and both husband and wife were missing."
Missing?
Just missing?
Chen Mo frowned while reading the news. Suddenly, he saw a piece of information that made him tremble. It said "No other fingerprints were found at the scene."
"This man and woman definitely didn't do anything good when they came here... But the problem is, they have an unusual relationship, but why were their fingerprints not even left at the scene? Could it be that these two were in a platonic relationship?
”
Chen Mo continued to look down. The information was very fragmentary, but when it was all connected together, he realized that something was wrong.
"Since September last year, there have been several missing cases in Los Angeles, and none of them seem to have been closed. Neither the missing persons nor the bodies have been found, and the missing persons are all prostitutes from nightclubs or romantic places."<
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Chen Mo frowned, "Tens of millions of people go missing in the world every year. These few people only account for an insignificant part of them, but this thing is very strange..."
Wait a minute!
Chen Mo suddenly thought of a detail.
When he first arrived at the Jinwutong Hotel, he met a man, and he remembered what the other man said at that time.
——"Yeah, you don't know, the deceased was in such a miserable condition. It is said that the body was completely stuffed into the water pipe, MD, it was squeezed into a sausage, and the blood was all drained. Everyone said that
It’s haunted.”
It was obviously a disappearance case, how did that guy know that the body was stuffed into the water pipe?!
How does he know someone is dead?
How did he know about things that were not mentioned in the news?!
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