North American Detective: I am proficient in all kinds of American Iai

Chapter 343 The Weird Community

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

He stood there for a long time before he squatted down, took out a book with an ink pen in it, 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 young, you broke your leg and gritted your teeth, unwilling to cry in front of outsiders.

When I received 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 didn't even see you for the last time.

Silly sister, why didn't you wait for brother?"

The voice fell.

The dozen or so names on the notebook were also crossed out by increasingly heavy horizontal lines.

The man took out the lighter and lit the ledger.

The flames rise.

The cold wind howled in late autumn, sweeping black and ash hovering over the tombstone, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

It wasn't until the flames were extinguished that the man took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. After lighting it up and taking a deep breath, he laughed at himself:

"Silly sister, I have already killed all those who harmed you, but I feel uncomfortable. If you don't teach me, father and son will live together. Since I lost you, the family members of those beasts don't need to live anymore.

And those classmates of yours.

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

Forget it.

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

Brother knew that you would agree to go to that party, and it was because those classmates were jealous of your money, your beauty, and your popularity, so they slandered you, slandered you, and made you feel annoyed, so you fell for that little boy.

You can't get angry, go to your fellow countrymen for help, go to your teacher for help, go to the embassy for help
None of the results worked.

Those people think that standing on the commanding heights of morality, they can say some nasty things at will, and think that if they slander and trample on the dignity of their compatriots in front of those white pigs, those white pigs will accept them.

These beasts are also your murderers.

Silly sister, don't worry.

That little boy is probably already down to serve you like a cow or a horse by now.

Brother will teach the rest of the beasts how to be human right away, let them know what it means to bring disaster out of their mouths, and let them come down together to apologize to you."

Heavy boots crushed the still smoking cigarette holder.

The man turned around, against the wind, the windbreaker swayed, and disappeared in the depths of the quiet path in the cemetery with big strides.

the other side.

After more than 40 minutes of driving.

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

The environment along the way was beyond their expectations.

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

It looks very desolate here.

"It's too remote here, and I didn't see many people along the way. If I didn't see the street sign when I came in, I would have thought we had come to the wrong place."

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

Dean followed.

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 must have happened here, causing most people to move out."

Hearing this, Lawrence denied, "Dean, although this place looks a bit dilapidated, the street is still clean and there are no traces of leaving in a hurry. Is it possible that a construction company took a fancy to this place and bought it? Are you going to turn it into an apartment community for wealthy students to come and live here?"

His guess is well-founded.

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

As for what happened in Dean's mouth, Lawrence disagreed.

In his opinion, if something happened near the university, it would be hard not to attract the attention of those newspapers and media in Los Angeles, but he hadn't heard of any major incidents happening here, and when he came here, he didn't see any police cars or troops. People set up guards, so he thought there was something wrong with Dean's guess.

Dean shook his head: "The cost and risk are too high, no one would do such a stupid business, and there is no trace of the construction team here, and if you look at the dust accumulated in those buildings, there should be no one living there for at least a month and grooming, or we'd at least see little raccoons wandering around."

"raccoon"

The figures of those trash guys immediately appeared in Lawrence's mind, and there was a sudden look in his eyes.

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

This is in the suburbs of Los Angeles County. If there are many people, you can often see raccoons strolling on the streets, rummaging through garbage, drilling into sewers, stealing chickens and dogs, and bullying kittens.

I didn't see any of them here. Obviously, the streets of this community have been deserted for a while.

Construction teams are also a problem.

They walked all the way, not to mention seeing the people and cars of the construction team, except for the sound of the wind, they didn't even hear any major movement. Obviously, his guess was also wrong.

But if so.

What happened in this community to make it like this?
The two briefly discussed, and both felt the weirdness.

"Forget it, first follow the house number and find that consulting company."

Dean waved his hand, and the two walked all the way into the community, and finally stopped in front of a small six-story building.

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

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

There are many such small companies in the United States.

According to the garage number.

It took a few minutes for Dean and Lawrence to finally find Eden's office.

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

The shutter door of the garage was closed, and the curved surface was covered with dust stuck to it. There was a small sign hanging on the side, which was also full of dust, and even some letters were covered up, so the name of Garden of Eden could barely be read.

At first glance, it 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 that they should have moved away, we need Daisy to check What happened here."

Dean nodded.

He was also a little curious about the situation here.

"Lawrence, you call Daisy and ask her to check the situation in this community. As for the new address of Eden Consulting Company, it is easy to handle. The legal person of Eden Consulting Company is the student of the school. Just call the school directly and ask them. Should provide useful information."

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

hang up the phone.

The two returned back, until after they left the community area, people finally began to appear around them, and the desolation before was no longer there.

through several neighborhoods.

The two finally arrived at a gate of the campus.

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

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

Dean squatted on the side of the road and saw a female student walking by with her head bowed, so she stopped her directly and asked about the situation in the previous community.

The girl is a four-eyed girl with a book under her arm.

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

"Abandoned?"

Dean increased his tone: "You mean, that community is abandoned?"

The four-eyed girl nodded: "It's about the same. Anyway, except for some people who have nowhere to go, everyone has moved out, even some people in the nearby communities have moved out."

"What happened there?"

Seeing that the four-eyed girl seemed to know something, Dean hurriedly asked.

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

slap~
A few US dollars worth twenty denominations were patted on the palm of the four-eyed student girl.

Seeing the benefits, the four-eyed girl smiled, and when taking back the tens of dollars, by the way, her little finger dishonestly scratched Dean's palm, and then continued:
"Anything to say.

Natural gas leaks, aging houses
Others said that it was because someone there did some dangerous experiments and an accident happened.

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

I know something inside.

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

After speaking, the four-eyed girl stopped talking, but 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, but only saw a few big words: You need to pay more!
Heck.

It was the first time that Dean met the opposite sex in front of him, not for masculinity, but for 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.

Dean felt a breeze blowing through his fingertips, and the banknotes in his hand had changed positions, and appeared in the hands of the four-eyed girl.

He couldn't help being surprised.

So fast!
This four-eyed girl's hand speed when facing money is probably faster than Daisy who is facing the temptation of snacks typing on the keyboard.

The four-eyed girl stuffed the money into her pocket deftly, reluctantly: "It's a little less, but seeing that you're handsome, it's just for eye-catching."

She glanced around and saw that there were only a few female students looking at her enviously and jealously in the distance, so she felt relieved and lowered her voice:
"A classmate of mine lived in that community with her boyfriend before, and she secretly told me that many people in chemical protective suits went in that day, but she was at a loss about what happened there, only knowing that many people were taken away. gone."

"Chemical protective suit?" Dean's eyes were microscopic: "When is it?"

"It's been forty or fifty days."

The four-eyed girl is quite professional, she takes money to do things, she doesn't try to keep her secret, and tells all the information she knows:

"Those people stayed for two days and then all evacuated.

Afterwards, the news about that community became more and more outrageous, and some reporters came to hear the news, but I don't know why the matter was not published in newspapers or on TV.

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

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

The ones who didn't move out were basically students who were greedy for cheap, but they were in school most of the time, so they usually didn't see anyone, and they only went back at night.

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

After listening to Dean, he thought for a moment, and wanted to ask something else.

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

see.

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 very interested in the things there, if you hear any new news about it, you can call me."

"Paid?"

"Ah."

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

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

But left and right is a little money.

Just to satisfy my curiosity.

the other side.

After Daisy answered Lawrence's call, she felt that the snacks in her hands were not delicious.

He actually gave Dean an outdated address?

Isn't this a silent mockery of her business ability!
Without further ado, Daisy turned on the lock screen of the computer, crossed her fingers several times, and then began to use the network authority of the Police 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, discussions on that community on some similar student forum websites, and various speculative comments and speeches.

Most of them are words about personnel in protective clothing entering the community at night.

Daisy realized that this might be a key message.

She followed the IPs of the personnel who mentioned the vocabulary of protective clothing, and invaded one by one.

this intrusion.

Daisy immediately noticed something strange.

She found that these people's computers were actually installed with monitoring programs.

Daisy was startled, 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 anymore!"

Daisy vaguely guessed something, but she wasn't afraid, instead she was aroused with strong curiosity in her heart.

She started to check the IPs one by one, and once she encountered a computer with a monitoring program, she would immediately exit, and if there was no computer, she would turn upside down.

Finally, she finally found a useful piece of information.

It seems to be a diary document hidden on a computer by a community homeowner.

A fish that slipped through the net?
With strong curiosity, Daisy clicked on the diary file.

　Twelve thousand updates owed.

　　I owe the nightclub a birthday plus change.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)