It's another sunny morning, and Aunt Tracy of the Hot Dog Shop opens the shop early, knowing that there are many people who like to buy a hot dog from her for breakfast, so she will open the store on time no matter how windy or rainy it is, and today is no exception.

"40 hot dogs, more meat, more cheese, more sauce." A hoarse voice came from the window.

Such a big order came so early in the morning, and Aunt Tracy looked at the window curiously while placing an order with the back.

It was a man in a hoodie, with a wide hat over his head, covering most of his face, and the man kept looking around, looking extremely vigilant.

Aunt Tracy couldn't help frowning, and then returned to normal, "$450, thank you." ”

"That's 500, and the rest as a tip." The man handed over the money without raising his head, and when Aunt Tracy took the money, she found that he had a five-pointed star tattoo on his tiger's mouth.

After a while, Aunt Tracy handed the man two large bags of hot dogs, "Thank you for your patronage, eat well and come back next time." ”

The man took the bag, said nothing, and walked to the corner without looking back.

"Doug, isn't that the direction Chuck is going to work in today?" The aunt poked her head out and watched the man turn a street corner.

"Yes, there's something wrong with that man? I already saw that something was wrong with him, do I need to follow him? Doug was eager to give it a try.

"You give me the truth, Lord Saijiu said that it has not been peaceful recently, let's not act rashly, you look at the store, I'll make a call." The aunt stopped the impulsive Doug, turned to the store and picked up the phone.

On a small street, a construction team is working hard, a **** man with an upper body is holding an electric drill on the ground and looking at it seriously, sweat beads flow like a stream on his strong body, in the café across the street, two fashionably dressed girls are looking at his body with blurry eyes, whispering, and from time to time they also make a smile like a silver bell.

In the deafening sound of drilling, another worker came over with a mobile phone and shouted in his ear: "Chuck, your phone number is Aunt Tracy, it seems that there is an emergency." ”

"Okay, then you can help me hold the electric drill, and I'll be back right away." Dahan also replied loudly, and released the switch of the electric drill and handed it to his companion.

Dahan walked to the side, wiped his face with a towel, picked up the phone, and said loudly, "Hey, I'm Chuck." ”

Aunt Tracy's voice came from the earpiece, "Damn Chuck, be quiet." Listen, there's a stranger coming up to you, wearing jeans, a hoodie, and two big bags of 40 hot dogs, do you see? ”

Chuck didn't look up or speak, but quietly raised his eyes and observed the whole street, and soon, the guy that Aunt Tracy was talking about came quickly from a distance.

Chuck turned around and whispered into the phone with his back to the man, "Yes, Auntie, I saw him." ”

"Okay, Chuck, find a way to keep an eye on him, see where he goes, and then tell the Brotherhood that there must be something wrong with a foreigner buying so many takeaways."

"Yes, I know, auntie, don't worry, leave it to me." With that, Chuck hung up the phone and turned to his companion and shouted, "Dave, I'm going to buy a cup of coffee, are you either?" ”

"Okay, get me a drink too."

Chuck nodded, turned and walked towards the café opposite.

He counted his steps, ready to meet the stranger for a moment. Unfortunately, the man was vigilant enough to see Chuck walking in his direction early, slowed his pace, and watched him wary.

Hmph, there is indeed a problem, and this vigilance is still maintained against an unarmed person. Chuck snorted inwardly as he passed in front of the man without stopping, his eyes not looking at him at all, but staring at the café window.

The man carrying the takeaway watched Chuck scratching his head at the door of the café for a long time with some confusion, and when he extended his gaze and saw the two women sitting by the window, he suddenly realized, he couldn't help but curse secretly and continued to walk over.

Seeing the man turn into an alley in front of him, Chuck followed closely. When he came to the mouth of the alley, he slowly showed one eye to look inside, and then poked his head out violently, how could it be, people?

It's a dead end, but the person just now is gone, Chuck frowned and looked at both sides of the alley, there is no back door here, and the iron shelves and stairs on both sides are also high on the 2nd floor, where did that guy go? Will it fly, or will it escape, yes, retreat. Chuck's eyes immediately noticed the sewer manhole cover on the ground at the end of the alley.

He walked quickly to the manhole cover, and saw that there were some traces of something dragging on the ground on the edge of the manhole cover, and he couldn't help sneering in his heart, sewer, you really know how to find it, you actually found such a good place in front of me, a technician who repairs sewers, I wish you good luck.

Determining the final entrance, Chuck turned and walked down the street, picking up the phone at the same time, "Hey, Sid, I'm Chuck, and I found a suspicious outsider, yes, the one that Aunt Tracy found." He got into it through the sewers in the 23rd block, and yes, the closest place to hide 20 to 40 people was the sewer hub under the nearby street park, yes, that is. Okay, kick them in the ass hard and wait for good news from you. ”

Hanging up the phone, Chuck went back to his job, "Chuck, where's my coffee?" ”

"Uh-wait, I forgot to buy it, I'll go right away."

"Damn, I knew you weren't going to buy coffee just now, and you're going to pick up girls again, right?"

“”

After passing through the sewers in all directions, the man in the hoodie came to a sewer hub, and countless pairs of red lights lit up in the dim sewers, and he didn't look at them, and put the two bags of hot dogs on a simple table, and beckoned, "Come and eat, buy you hot dogs." ”

The red dots emerged from the darkness and revealed their true faces in the light of a dim light bulb above the table. It was a group of rat people, the red points of light were their eyes, and their gray-black fur was disgusting like their natural relatives.

Each nezumi grabbed a hot dog and ate it, its white, sharp teeth looking dangerous, and it was believed that it would be okay to cut off the human neck.

"Oh, this hot dog tastes so good, I can't bear to poison this cook." One of the nezumi sighed.

"Don't talk nonsense, remember our tasks, take a break when you're full, let's do it tonight, remember the water source you are responsible for, and put all the toxins into it." The big man who bought the food reminded them seriously.

"Don't worry, this is our specialty, and soon the whole of Chicago will be able to experience the horrors of the Black Death in the Middle Ages, hehehehe." All the nezumi chimed in, and many squeaky laughter erupted from the dark space.