North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

In a quiet cemetery somewhere in Los Angeles, a man wearing a coat and a round gentleman's hat looked at the tombstone in front of him, with sadness in his eyes.

He stood there for a long time, then knelt down, took out a book with an ink pen from his arms, crossed out the names one by one, and murmured sadly:

"Silly sister, you have had a bad temper since you were a child.

When you were playing as a child, you broke your leg and gritted your teeth, unwilling to cry in front of outsiders.

When I got your call and heard you crying, I knew something was wrong with you.

I rushed over from Vietnam overnight, but it was still too late.

I haven't even seen you for the last time.

Silly sister, why don’t you wait for brother?”

The words fell.

The dozens of names in the book were all crossed out by horizontal lines that became increasingly stronger.

The man took out a lighter and lit the ledger.

The flames rise.

The cold wind in late autumn howled, sweeping up black ash that hovered over the tombstone for a long time.

It wasn't until the flame went out that the man took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, lit it, took a deep breath, and laughed at himself:

"Silly sister, I have killed all the people who harmed you, but I feel uncomfortable in my heart. The son does not teach, the father and the son live together. Now that I have lost you, those beastly family members have no need to live.

And those classmates of yours.

When you go out, I keep reminding you to stay away from your compatriots, stay away from your compatriots, but you just don’t believe me.

never mind.

You are a person with a bad temper, and my brother won’t talk about you anymore.

My brother knew that you would agree to attend that party because those classmates were jealous of your wealth, your beauty, and your popularity, so they slandered you and slandered you. You were upset and fell for that pretty boy.

If you are angry, go to your fellow villagers for help, go to the teacher for help, go to the embassy for help.

The result is useless.

Those people think that standing on the moral high ground, they can say unpleasant things at will. They think that if they slander and trample on the dignity of their compatriots in front of those white-skinned pigs, those white-skinned pigs will accept them.

These beasts are also your murderers.

Silly sister, don't worry.

That pretty boy has probably come down to work for you now.

Brother, I will teach the remaining beasts how to behave right away, let them know what it means to let trouble come from the mouth, and let them come down together to apologize to you."

The heavy boots crushed the smoking cigarette holder.

The man turned around, facing the wind, his windbreaker swaying, and disappeared deep into the quiet alley of the cemetery.

the other side.

After more than forty minutes of driving.

After asking for directions several times based on the address, Dean and Lawrence finally arrived at the community where the Eden Consulting Company office is located.

The environment along the way was beyond their expectations.

Generally speaking, communities near university towns tend to be lively, which will drive nearby businesses such as restaurants, house rentals, and second-hand markets.

It looks very desolate here.

"This place is too remote. I didn't see many people along the way. If I hadn't seen the street sign when I came in, I would have thought we were in the wrong place."

Lawrence complained and got out of the car because there was a sign prohibiting outside vehicles from entering at the intersection.

Dean got out of the car.

He closed the car door, looked around the dilapidated and old streets nearby, and nodded in agreement: "Daisy's information is still a bit inaccurate. Something happened here, causing most people to move away."

After hearing this, Lawrence denied: "Dean, although this place looks a bit shabby, the streets are still clean, and there are no traces left by those who left in a hurry. Is it possible that a construction company took a fancy to this place and bought it?" Are you going to transform this place into an apartment community for wealthy students to live here?”

His guess was well founded.

Many leasing companies like to contract for second-hand rental of houses near schools.

As for what Dean said happened, Lawrence disagreed.

In his opinion, if something happened near the university, it would be hard not to attract the attention of newspapers and media in Los Angeles. However, he had not heard of anything major happening here. When he came here, he did not see any police cars or military personnel. There was a guard posted, so he thought there was something wrong with Dean's guess.

Dean shook his head: "The cost and risk are too high. No one will do this kind of stupid business. There are no signs of construction teams here. Besides, if you look at the dust accumulated in those buildings, no one should be living there for at least a month." and grooming, or we can at least see the little raccoons wandering around.”

"raccoon"

The figures of those garbage guys immediately appeared in Lawrence's mind, and his eyes were filled with surprise.

No wonder Dean said people here have been moving away for a while.

This is a suburb of Los Angeles County. If there are many people, you can often see little raccoons walking on the streets, digging through garbage, digging into sewers, stealing chickens and dogs, and bullying kittens.

But I didn't see any here. Apparently the streets in this community have been deserted for a while.

The construction crew is also a problem.

As they walked along, not to mention seeing the people and cars of the construction team, apart from the sound of the wind, they didn't even hear any major movement. Obviously, there was something wrong with his guess.

But if so.

What happened in this community to make it like this?

The two briefly discussed it and both felt the strangeness in it.

"Forget it, let's follow the house number first and find the consulting company."

Dean waved and the two of them walked towards the community, finally stopping in front of a six-story building.

The small downstairs is not a facade, but a row of garages.

According to the information Daisy found, Eden Consulting Company is similar to a leather bag company, and its registered location is just a garage.

There are many such small companies in the United States.

According to the garage number.

Dean and Lawrence, after spending a few minutes, finally found Eden's office.

It is said to be an office, but it is actually a small garage with a door less than three meters wide and two meters high.

The rolling shutter door of the garage was closed, and the curved surface was covered with dust that stuck to it. There was a small sign hanging on the side, which was also covered with dust. Even the letters were obscured, and the name of Eden Garden could barely be seen.

At first glance, this place looks like the surrounding environment. No one has been here for a long time.

Lawrence stepped forward, wiped the thick dust on the rolling shutter door, shook his head, turned to look at Dean behind him, frowned and said: "Dean, it seems they have moved away with them, we need to let Daisy check What happened here."

Dean nodded.

He was also a little curious about the situation here.

"Lawrence, call Daisy and ask her to check the situation in this community. As for the new address of Eden Consulting Company, the legal person of Eden Consulting Company is a student of the school. Just call the school directly and ask them. It should provide useful information.”

Lawrence nodded, took out his mobile phone, dialed Daisy, and explained the situation here to her.

hang up the phone.

The two of them walked back the same way until they left the community. Finally, people began to appear around them, and the desolation was no longer the same.

Pass through several neighborhoods.

The two finally arrived at a gate on the campus.

Perhaps because today is the weekend, there are many students coming in and out of the school gate. Through the gaps between the railings covered with vines, you can see many students having a picnic on the lawn of the school, talking and laughing, showing their youthful vitality.

Lawrence came forward wearing his ID and explained the situation to the guard.

Dean Zeyi was squatting on the roadside and saw a female student walking by with her head down. He stopped her and asked about the situation in the previous community.

The girl is a girl with four eyes and a book under her arm.

She raised her head and saw the appearance of the person blocking her. Her eyes lit up and she said enthusiastically, "Are you talking about the small community a few kilometers away? I know why it was abandoned!"

"Abandoned?"

Dean increased his tone: "You mean, that neighborhood was abandoned?"

The four-eyed girl nodded: "Absolutely. Anyway, except for some homeless people, everyone has moved away, even people in nearby communities have moved away."

"What happened there?"

Seeing that this four-eyed girl seemed to know something, Dean quickly asked.

The four-eyed girl smiled shyly at Dean and stretched out her white palms: "The school has issued a notice before and we are not allowed to discuss what happened there. I am a good student, you."

Pa~

A few twenty dollar bills were slapped on the palm of the four-eyed student girl.

Seeing the benefits, the four-eyed girl smiled. When she took back the dozens of dollars, she dishonestly scratched Dean's palm with her little finger before continuing:

“Everything is possible.

Natural gas leaks, aging houses

Others said it was because someone there did some dangerous experiments and something happened.

Anyway, it had been blocked there for two days. Some students were curious and wanted to go over to check the situation at night, but they were all arrested and punished by the school.

I know some inside information.

But this is what my best friend, good friend, and good classmate told me. As a good student with principles and bottom line, I promised her not to tell any third person."

With that said, the four-eyed girl stopped talking and just looked at Dean expectantly.

Dean rolled his eyes.

Through the lens of the four-eyed girl.

He didn't see the clarity and stupidity unique to college students. He only saw a few naked words: More money is required!

Damn it.

This was the first time that Dean met a member of the opposite sex in front of him who was not lusting after men but wanted money.

He could only continue to take out a few banknotes and said angrily: "Are these enough to make your bottom line and principles more flexible?"

The afterimage of the brush flashed by.

Dean only felt the breeze blowing on his fingertips, and the banknotes in his hand had changed positions and appeared in the four-eyed girl's hand.

He couldn't help but be surprised.

What a fast hand speed!

The hand speed of this four-eyed girl when faced with money is probably faster than Daisy's keyboard speed when faced with the temptation of snacks.

The four-eyed girl quickly stuffed the money into her pocket and reluctantly said, "It's a little less, but since you look handsome, it's just eye candy."

She glanced around and saw a few female students looking at her with envy and hatred in the distance, so she lowered her voice and said with confidence:

"A classmate of mine used to live in that community with her boyfriend. She secretly told me that many people wearing chemical protective suits went in that day, but she was completely confused about what happened there. She only knew that many people were taken away. ”

"Chemical protective clothing?" Dean's eyes narrowed: "When is it exactly?"

"It's been forty or fifty days."

The four-eyed girl has a professional spirit. She collects money to do things, and she doesn't show off any more. She tells all the information she knows:

“Those people stayed there for two days and then they all left.

After that, the rumors about that community became more and more outrageous. Some reporters received the news, but I don’t know why it didn’t appear in newspapers or TV.

The school also issued a gag order to prevent us from talking more, lest the rumors cause panic.

Many people in that community were affected by various rumors and moved out of fear.

Those who didn't move out were basically free-seeking students, but they were at school most of the time, so they were usually invisible and would only go back at night.

Afterwards, many nearby people and school students went on adventures to that community, but they found nothing interesting. After a week or two, no one cared about it. "

After hearing this, Dean thought for a moment and wanted to ask something else.

Lawrence trotted over with a note: "Dean, I'm going to the company's new address, let's go."

See this.

Dean could only take out a business card from his pocket and hand it to the four-eyed girl in front of him: "I'm quite interested in things there. If you hear any new news about there, you can call me."

"Paid?"

"Um."

Dean nodded, got in the car, and left here.

In fact, when he heard the four-eyed girl say that there were students living in the community, his interest in it dropped a lot.

But it’s a little money left and right.

Just think of it as satisfying your curiosity.

the other side.

After Daisy answered Lawrence's call, she felt the snacks in her hand no longer tasted good.

Did he actually give Dean an outdated address?

Isn't this a silent mockery of her business ability?

Without saying a word, Daisy opened the computer lock screen, crossed her fingers and pressed it several times, and then began to use the network authority of the Detective Bureau to collect all the information that could be found in that community.

This investigation really allowed her to discover a lot of inconspicuous information.

For example, there are discussions about that community on websites like student forums, and all kinds of random comments.

The most common words are about people in protective clothing entering the community at night.

Daisy realized that this might be a key message.

She followed the IP addresses of those who mentioned protective clothing vocabulary and invaded one by one.

this invasion.

Daisy immediately noticed something strange.

She discovered that monitoring programs were installed on these people's computers.

Daisy was shocked and immediately withdrew from the invasion, cleaning up the traces of her presence.

She realized that there was a big secret hidden in it!

"I don't believe it!"

Daisy vaguely guessed something, but she was not afraid. Instead, she was aroused with strong curiosity.

She started to check the IP addresses one by one. Once she encountered a computer with a monitoring program, she would log out immediately. If there was no computer, she would turn it upside down.

Finally, she finally found some useful information.

It seemed to be a diary file hidden on a computer by a homeowner in a community.

A fish that slipped through the net?

With strong curiosity, Daisy clicked on the diary document.

I owe you 12,000 updates.

I owe the nightclub a birthday extra update.