"Do you see what's famous?" Bailey pondered the expressions on Eric's and Caitlyn's faces.

"It's nothing, I just think it's a shame. Eric sat down at Bailey's desk. As soon as he sat down, he saw the computer on his desk.

"WINDOWS XP?" ERIC ASKED Bailey, "is this your computer system?"

"What's the problem?" Bailey pouted, "unlike those of you in developed countries, who use a variety of systems. AND WE'VE BEEN USING WINDOWS XP HERE, EVEN MAYOR SOROS USES THIS, ALTHOUGH THIS SYSTEM CAN'T DO ANYTHING, BUT SENDING AN EMAIL IS STILL VERY SMOOTH. ”

"Okay. Eric winked at Catelyn. Catelyn immediately understood, fumbling in her pocket and quietly opening the magnetic ring* she had received from Arris.

"Can you show me the town's population records?" asked Eric, opening his mouth.

"No problem, Mayor Soros also said, you are welcome to check it out. As he spoke, Bailey pulled out a stack of directories as thick as an Oxford dictionary from the large compartment of his desk, "That's it." ”

Eric Haketling and the two put their heads together, carefully examining the town's population records. Bailey poured himself a strong glass of rum and drank it down. He squinted at the two people in front of him, and to be honest, he began to envy this curly-haired detective, what a gift it was to have such a hot girl by his side. And the woman named Chiko who didn't follow her, she seemed to have a good conversation with Mayor Soros.

"Did you find anything?" Bailey let out a long yawn after more than an hour.

"There doesn't seem to be any movement in your town?" asked Eric, "the bar owner's son is still the bar owner, the officer's son is still a police officer, and the mayor's son is still the mayor." ”

"And there are no outsiders. Caitlin added.

"Is there anything wrong with that?" Bailey asked with a smile.

"Don't you think it's like a dictatorship?" said Caitlin with a laugh.

"Dictatorship, dictatorship in this town?" Bailey laughed as he lay on the back of his chair, "This town is the most democratic place, all information and policies are open and transparent, there is no black-box operation, where is it a dictatorship." Just because the mayor's son is still the mayor?"

"Don't you think it's strange?" asked Eric, "a police officer will always be a police officer, a hotel owner will always be a hotel, a vegetable delivery person will always be a vegetable deliverer, and you have not chosen any other profession?"

"Isn't it great that everyone has their own eternal cause, passed down from generation to generation, which will reduce a lot of unnecessary disputes. This is the secret of the happiness of the town. Bailey said proudly.

"But isn't that balance upset now?" reminded Eric.

"What, sabotage?" Bailey hadn't noticed any imbalance.

"Don't you notice?" Caitlyn prompted, "Now that the Thomas family has been killed, who will run the Blizzard Bar in the future?"

"Also, Miffy's children are gone, so who will inherit the Miffia family's barley tea business?" Eric added.

"This—" Bailey was dumbfounded by the question.

Eric patted Bailey on the shoulder, looked around the empty room with his eyes, and smiled playfully: "Speaking of Officer Bailey, you don't even have a descendant, who will inherit your position as an officer?"

"You!" Bailey suddenly tried to press Eric to his desk in frustration.

"I think the reason lies in this demographic record. Caitlin flipped through a few more pages.

"What?" Bailey asked eagerly.

"We just made a rough estimate, and we found that the population of the town is getting smaller and smaller. Three generations ago, each family had three or four children, and in the second generation, there were only two children left in each family, and in your generation, although families like Cook had two children, there were no children to this day. Eric explained.

"Well, maybe it's just a coincidence. Bailey argued.

"It's no coincidence. Nature has natural laws, and this situation directly leads to the fact that the genetic map of the town is becoming more and more homogeneous. Eric stared into Bailey's eyes and continued.

"Well, what will happen. Bailey felt a palpable sense of foreboding.

In other words, the happiness of the town may have begun to collapse bit by bit more than a decade ago. Eric threw Bailey an even more terrifying prophecy, "Maybe the necrosis of this town is in your generation." ”

Bailey looked at the serious Eric, a thin layer of cold sweat was already oozing from his forehead, and his upper and lower lips began to tremble slightly. Seeing this, Eric immediately poured a glass of rum and stuffed it into Bailey's hand. Bailey clenched his glass and drank it down, as if the wine in the glass was about to become his life-saving wine.

"Y-Who are you?" Bailey seemed to sober up after drinking, "You must not be tourists! Not by all! There have been tourists in the town, but not like you, who only pay attention to these strange things. ”

"Believe us, Grand Officer Bailey, we have no ill will towards you or the townspeople. Caitlin reassured.

"So, you're here for Mayor Thoros?" Bailey suddenly became vigilant.

"We didn't rush anyone in the town, but so far, Soros has behaved too strangely. Eric confessed.

"It's your bias. Bailey's tone was warned.

"Bailey, don't you think something is out of the ordinary?" Erik ignored the officer's warning, "If not, you wouldn't have hid this picture of Miffy's child. ”

"Me!" Bailey began to regret revealing the photo that should have been banned.

"Now you have two options. Eric walked around to Bailey's front and looked him in the eye condescendingly.

"What a choice. Bailey squeezed his fists.

"The first choice, come with us to find the truth about the collapse of the town. Eric replied.

"The second one. Bailey still doesn't want to admit that the town he's been guarding for more than two decades is crumbling.

"The second option is simpler, is to go with us to verify Soros, either to prove his innocence or mine?" An elusive smile appeared on Eric's lips.

"It's one thing!" Bailey angrily poured the wine from his glass in Eric's face after realizing that he had been tricked.