Grant Ward rubbed his red wrist and said.

"Captain Coulson, the Cecil Hotel had a major disappearance of a woman seven days ago."

Since Li Ang is an exorcist, he insists on entering it, could it be..."

Although he didn't finish his words, Coulson already knew the meaning. He raised his eyebrows and said in a serious tone while waving kindly to the security guards who got up and ran back.

"Speak and listen."

"Yes... The missing woman's name is Ke Lan Da, 21 years old and Canadian."

The purpose of coming to the United States this time is to study. He checked into the Cecil Hotel seven days ago, and left the last activity record in the elevator before disappearing. "

Having said that, Grant Ward's expression was also a little confused, he paused a little, and continued.

"It's just that her behavior was a little weird. After entering the elevator, she pressed all the buttons, then leaned her upper body out of the elevator and immediately backed back. After that, she kept repeating this action."

After repeating it seven or eight times, Ke Lan Da carefully walked out of the elevator with a hunched body. As she walked, she gestured something, dancing like an evil spirit.

Up to now, the police in Los Angeles have still not found the missing Ke Lan, they even dispatched police dogs to search every room layer by layer, but found nothing..."

Putting his arms down, Coulson said nothing, turned to look at the Cecil Hotel not far away.

At this time, the sun is strong, and the golden light hits its walls with a brilliant golden color, making people feel warm.

Coulson suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if in the invisible darkness, some kind of evil power was quietly brewing.

Professional matters naturally require professionals to handle. Coulson took Grant Ward against the sun and finally found two people in an old Sichuan hot pot restaurant nearby.

Looking at their delicious food and their mouths full of oil, Grant Ward's hands trembled with anger, and he wished he would pull out his pistol and slap them on the spot.

These two heartless guys ran away on their own, leaving them there to take the blame!

Coulson stopped his movements, saying that these were all trivial matters, and the bigger picture should be taken first.

Grant Ward showed admiration. Although the two sides belonged to different camps, Coulson was able to hold back his anger.

That's... Now the demons in **** are spreading the name of Coulson like crazy, and they are exercising with Phil Coulson's villain every day, which is really praised and applauded!

"You two, don't just stand, let's eat together..."

Seeing Li Ang greeting them, Coulson took Grant Ward to a chair to sit down. He wasn't hungry, but he also took a few bites of... tripe?

Rub... so spicy!

Putting down his chopsticks, he quickly drank a glass of water and suppressed the spicy taste in his mouth. Coulson asked Li Ang.

"Mr. Li, what's in the Cecil Hotel?"

Grant Ward also looked over and quietly opened a voice recorder.

"There is something strange, in your words, it is an evil spirit." Without concealing it, Li Ang replied directly.

"Mr. Li, I would like to hear the details."

Bowing his hands with Chinese etiquette, Coulson's face was a little serious.

"The trick is actually a kind of energy. It exists day and night in this world. If it is some revenge trick to die in vain. Because of the high energy, it can affect our retinal nerves and make us hallucinate."

No matter how large the energy is, it can affect our brain cells and motor nerves, which is called the upper body.

Things like the Cecil Hotel rarely happen. Instead, there are lonely ghosts who have no influence on us. They are all over the street! "

With his hands crossed on the table, Li Ang stretched out his head and kept his voice low. He suddenly stretched out a finger to the side.

"There's one over there..."

Coulson's heart jumped, and they looked around quickly, only to see an empty red chair leaning against the wall.

"We have another one on the ceiling." Li Ang pointed to the ceiling again, but it was empty.

"Also, there's one behind me too... Hey, buddy, just listen, why are you hanging on my shoulder? Thank you..."

He moved his shoulders, and Coulson and Grant Ward couldn't understand whether it was real or fake, but they were shocked anyway.

[Mood value from Phil Coulson +719]

[Mood value from Grant Ward +711]

Looking around, pursing his lips nervously, Coulson said eagerly.

"Mr. Li, do you have any way to deal with Wei?"

"Hey..." He shook his fingers twice, with the look of you asking the right person.

"Chocolate should be used for tricks, and plastic wrap should be used to catch tricks, because plastic wrap contains a kind of sulfur oxide, which can wrap tricky energy molecules."

Chocolate contains a lot of milk, and Ji is the most afraid of cows, that's why there are always more cow heads than horse noodles under the king of hell..."

"..." Seeing the way the other party was chatting, Coulson's eyes were dazed, and he always felt that something was too right.

But Grant Ward has taken a very professional notebook and wrote it down, and plans to find a time to try it himself.

On the side, Da Wenxi stuffed a piece of cabbage into his mouth, looking at Grant Ward with a bit of... pity?

"Mr. Li, we are different from you. We are just ordinary people. So, is there any way we can see the weirdness?"

Not wanting to think about those illogical questions, as soon as Coulson opened his mouth, he asked what he was most concerned about right now.

"Humph... Good question, then I'll teach you a new thing."

Snapped.

A bottle full of blue liquid was placed heavily on the table by Li Ang.

"This bottle is not mouthwash, but the tears of a cow. As long as we dab a little on the lid and wipe it lightly, we can see the so-called lonely ghosts!"

"Okay! Mr. is really a genius!"

Papapa, Coulson clapped his hands in joy, and was about to jump for joy. He thought it was some precious and rare thing, but he didn't expect it to be the tears of a cow?

America lacks everything except cattle!

This thing is not very unusual. Find a time to report to Director Furui and see if you can set up a cow-tear industrial production line.

At that time, wouldn't it be nice to have a bottle of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents?

Holding this bottle of cow tears over and over, Coulson couldn't put it down.

Afterwards, he and Grant Ward dipped in tears at Li Ang's urging, and looked around nervously.

[Mood value from Phil Coulson +737]

[Mood value from Grant Ward +736]

Colson: "…"

Grant Ward: "…"

Ah... that's all... it's quite sudden... not mentally prepared...

"Mr. Li, what's wrong?"

His face was stiff, and his heart clicked, Coulson's eyes almost popped out, but he still didn't see anything!

Chapter 78 "Lu Mingfei, a resident of this floor."

"I told you to hurry up and wipe it faster, now it's alright, all the tricks are gone."

Shrugging, Li Ang looked helpless.

Bang!

With a slap on the table, Grant Ward stood up and pointed at Li Ang's nose and cursed.

"Fake, you are playing with us!"

This time, Coulson didn't stop him. Blind tolerance could not solve any problems. He wanted to let the other party understand. Regardless of the purpose, the dignity of SHIELD cannot be violated!

Seeing that the conflict was about to break out, Da Wenxi finally put down the dishes and stood up to persuade.

"Two, two, calm down, we have to solve the problem of the Cecil Hotel, but don't hurt the peace here."

Speaking of which, he picked up the bottle of cow's tears, wiped it lightly on his eyelid, then swept it for a week, walked to a blond old man who was leaning against the wall to eat, and stretched out a hand on Cole. Sen and others slowly stretched out under the watchful eyes of Sen and others.

Seeing that the palm went into the air as if it had gone into the air, the two of Coulson were shocked. Then, the old man who was eating actually stopped, scolded them fiercely "Fake", and disappeared in an instant.

[From Phil Coulson's emotional value +751]

[Mood value from Grant Ward +749]

Mom, it's really weird!

Grant Ward stood there awkwardly with his hands raised, his calf suddenly felt cold, and he quickly lowered his head, just to see a small cyan hand disappearing from under the table.

Seeing Coulson winking, he rushed out and shook hands with Li Ang.

"I'm sorry, my tone was a little heavier just now, I'm sorry."

"Have you won the lottery?" Li Ang seemed to see something.

"Yeah, a little monster was hiding under the table just now, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye!"

"What's next?"

"Then I walked over a little bit, if there is anything in the future, please let me know at any time!"

Grant? Ward's expression is very gentle, no longer live up to the fierce look just now.

"It's a deal." With a slight smile, Li Ang shook his hand up and down.

"Brother, would you like a cigarette?"

Licking his face, Grant Ward looked attentive.

"Come on..." Patting his face away, Li Ang stood up from the chair: "Since everyone has eaten, let's go to the Cecil Hotel together."

…

Cecil Hotel.

Li Ang and his party walked in with their heads held high.

It's funny, those security guards looked bruised and bruised. The moment they saw Li Ang and Da Wenxi, they rolled up their sleeves to greet the brothers and were about to rush up, but the second they saw Coulson and Grant Ward come in , have stepped on the brakes.

Because the speed stopped too fast, several people collided and fell to the ground like a stack of Arhats.

The hotel manager was a fat man with blond hair. When he saw this scene, he took out his phone and planned to call the police, but was stopped by Coulson.

After showing the FBI credentials and having a friendly exchange, the hotel manager wiped his cold sweat and opened a room for the four of them, which was also the room where the deceased Ke Lan lived seven days ago - Room 506.

After getting the key, Li Ang and the four did not stop and took the elevator to the 5th floor.

Behind him, the working lady at the front desk couldn't bear it, and asked the fat manager in a low voice, "Manager, that room has not been peaceful recently. Several cleaning staff have been scared into the mental hospital in the past few days."

Colleagues are secretly spreading rumors that the woman who disappeared seven days ago turned into an evil spirit and returned to take revenge..."

"Bullshit!"

The fat manager waved his hand to interrupt her, he sneered and dismissed it.

"This hotel has not been peaceful since the day it was born. If everyone who died turned into an evil spirit and returned to take revenge, then this hotel would have ceased to exist!"

"But…"

Seeing what the lady at work wanted to say, the fat manager glared at her coldly, turned and strode away.

Only the lady at the front desk nervously held the cross on her chest with a worried look on her face: "Today is the seventh day, but please don't let anything happen..."

tao tao…

The hotel has more than 600 rooms on 14 floors. Li Ang and the four took the elevator to the 5th floor and stepped on the red carpet to room 506.

A nearby young resident saw the movements of several people and wanted to remind them aloud, but suddenly fell silent and could only watch them open the door of Room 506 and walk in worriedly.

boom…

The door was closed.

The man shivered, swallowed nervously, and packed up without a word... Back to China!

"No, Murray is too dangerous. I have to go home quickly and leave now!"

After he quickly packed his luggage, he still couldn't bear to throw a piece of paper at the door of No. 506. He breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had finally let go of one of his worries. He pulled up the suitcase and was about to leave. The arm that appeared grabbed the back collar and pulled it in.

boom!