Ryan and Wade are still sitting on the sofa,

　　Inferred from the hurried look of the red-haired woman,

　　 is actually very good at judging what she is going to'buy'.

　　 They are not in a hurry. Anyway, people have come here. There are many things that are in a hurry. Success does not require you to be at the forefront of what you do. It only needs you to be in the right place at the right time.

　　 "Do you think the missing person is our goal?"

　　 asked Wade.

　　 "The probability is very high. After all, this kind of irrational disappearance is not like a serial crime. Ordinary people are not capable of doing such concealment, and capable people should not be so bored."

　　Ryan playing with the glass in his hand,

　　 The two men just sat in the living room of someone else and chatted to the sky. With the fireplace next to them and the rainstorm outside the window, there was actually a warm and harmonious atmosphere inside.

　　However, there are so many clues, there are only one or two effective information, just a little dry goods, and want to talk for an afternoon, it seems a bit reluctant.

　　Forcibly analyzed for more than ten minutes,

　　Wade asked impatiently:

　　 "Where did she go to buy the goods?"

　　The two people had noticed before entering the house. There was no parking in the parking space at the entrance of the villa. This situation is very rare in this sparsely populated area, but it is not non-existent.

　　 Maybe,

　　 Was this car sold for money?

　　 a woman,

　　Under this severe weather environment,

　　No umbrella,

　　 Don't drive,

　　How far can she go?

　　 "Maybe, their brain circuits are not the same as ours?"

　　Ryan frowned,

　　 is inevitable,

　　 Will I knock on the next door again later?

　　 But he saw a Volvo parked next door. There should be someone in the house.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

　　 is also at this time,

　　 A scream suddenly covered the noise of the rainstorm.

　　 "Just next door!"

　　Ryan's eyes narrowed,

　　 stood up suddenly.

　　............

　　............

　　 "His!"

　　 Wade's consciousness gradually came to life. The first feeling was that his head was a little heavy, as if the head was filled with glue, and he wanted to raise a thought a little, like agitating a pool of thoroughly formed paste.

　　 Fortunately,

　　 his hearing is still usable,

　　 It seemed that there was a soprano sounding not far away.

"what are you doing!"

　　 The familiar and strange sound followed immediately,

　　 The speaker was obviously angry.

　　 "Sorry, I was just negligent."

　　 A man in his thirties turned his head apologetically and said,

　　 Then,

　　 wiped the blood stain on his hand on the tablecloth next to it.

　　 at his feet,

　　 The red-haired woman who had taken money from Wade had lost her breath. The red hair and red blood seemed to blend into one, and it seemed quite artistic.

　　 "How long do you need?"

　　Alice asked another person again.

　　 "It will take a while."

　　 The junior high school girl replied a little hard,

　　 Her forehead had exuded a thin layer of sweat,

　　 And in front of her,

　　 Wade was locked on the wall, and both hands were handcuffed to the wall, a bit like imitating the crucifixion of Jesus. On his body, there was a purple halo flashing in the light,

　　 And in the halo, you can see a dark shadow struggling.

　　 "Seal the creatures in him completely, and then we start to search for the information we need in his brain, this step, you have to do it."

　　 Alice said to the other woman who was very simple in dress and face.

"no problem."

　　The plain woman stood a little crampedly,

　　Although her head clearly understood the meaning of her existence, the original character was still influencing her every move.

　　 "Then wait, don't care about these two minutes."

　　 Alice stood up,

　　 She seemed to be the leader among these people, glanced at the body on the ground, and said impatiently:

　　 "Drag out to deal with."

"Ok."

　　 The middle-aged man nodded, bent over and dragged the body's legs, as if dragging a sack and walking upstairs.

　　 Here is the negative first floor, which is usually used by people as a warehouse or wine cellar, or even a private theater. However, in the negative first floor, it is more like a well-equipped torture room.

　　 with handcuffs,

　　 has a leather whip,

　　 There are also many tapes and other indescribable appliances.

　　 This is Alice's home. Originally it was supposed to be temporary, but now, these appliances play the role they should have.

　　 Just as a middle-aged man dragged his body halfway,

　　 Suddenly,

There was a knock on the floor from the 　　 floor.

　　 Everybody's movements stop,

　　 The junior high school girl was trembling, almost unable to control the black shadow inside Wade's body, but fortunately, a purple light flashed in the eyes of the simple woman next to him.

　　 seemed to temporarily apply a patch to the loophole next to it. After the shadows fluttered for a while, they were quickly suppressed.

"I went to see."

　　The white-haired old man who had been staying upstairs said to the following,

　　 Then,

　　 sorted out his clothes,

　　 took a deep breath to adjust his emotions.

　　 walked to the gate,

　　 reaches out,

　　 Open the door.

　　 Two men stood outside the door, holding a small pink umbrella, and the smell of shower gel blew down into the nose of the old white-haired man, making him a little stunned.

　　 "Will you be?"

　　 These two people should have just finished taking a shower?

subconsciously,

　　The old man with white hair thought that he had met two neighbors who came knocking on the door~lightnovelpub.net~After all, if it is another interested person, shouldn't he find a place to take a bath before coming here?

　　 "Just a scream in your house just now."

　　Ryan glanced at the living room behind the old man,

　　 "Do you need any help?"

　　 "Oh, nothing, my daughter just accidentally twisted her foot."

　　White-haired old man smiled and said.

　　 "Sprain?"

　　Ryan pointed to Wade behind him,

　　 "My friend happens to be a doctor. If the sprain is not handled well, there will be sequelae, right?"

"Ok?"

　　Wade was startled,

　　 then reacted quickly and said:

　　 "Yes, he is right. If the sprain is not handled well, it may affect daily life and sports later."

　　 "Thank you for reminding me, I will take her to the hospital to see tomorrow."

　　 The smile of the old white-haired man became a little far-fetched.

　　 "It's okay, I'll help her to see, rest assured, no charge."

　　Wade said,

　　 began to squeeze inside.

　　The old man with white hair was shuffled and just wanted to get angry, but it seemed that he had thought of something. He took a few steps back and gave up the entrance, and said:

　　 "Oh, since you are so enthusiastic, come in."