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Wheat continued to say casually: "I happened to live near that supermarket, but I didn't expect it to be so coincidental. What case is the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info? Is it on the news? ”

"The Ash Shroud." Makoto Aizawa said briefly, "Together with the malignant across regions. Cases of serial crimes, which for the first time appeared in the city of Montella. According to past practice, there should still be victims in the city, and the case must be solved as soon as possible. ”

Although Wheat didn't understand very well, he listened attentively. However, she soon noticed the word "white ash" and muttered, "White ash? Speaking of which, a new wax museum has recently opened on Rowling Street, which is quite a coincidence. ”

Wheat's words immediately caught Aizawa's attention, and he asked rhetorically, "Have you also heard of that wax museum?" ”

Wheat nodded in response, "Of course, I've not only heard of it, but I've also been there." "To be honest, the wax museum was pretty good, the wax figures were so realistic that they looked like real people." The environment is also in place, and the details are very good. But how to say it? It always struck me as weird. ”

At this time, Makoto Aizawa, as soon as he heard Wheat say "weird", he couldn't help frowning again: "You mean, there are so-called ghosts there?" ”

Wheat didn't expect him to accept supernatural things so quickly, and when he suddenly asked him this, he could only smile awkwardly: "It seems that this kind of supernatural event has always appeared around me." Otherwise, you won't always be involved in the case you are responsible for, uncle. After a pause, Wheat continued: "If you want to say what makes me feel strange about that wax museum, the first thing is that the wax figures inside are different from other places, except for the fact that they are particularly realistic, those wax figures are also placed in glass cases. Normally, it wouldn't be like this, would it? No matter how delicate the workmanship is, the wax figure is not a precious historical treasure, so why should it be placed in a glass case like a museum? ”

Seeing that Makoto Aizawa was thinking about what she said, Wheat continued: "Not only that, when I was in the wax museum. Suspicious traces were also found. ”

As soon as I heard her say this. Makoto Aizawa immediately asked, "Suspicious traces?" ”

Wheat nodded in response, "Yes, I was looking at a wax figure at the time, but suddenly I noticed a dark shadow in the corner. As a result, I ran over to take a look, but there was nothing. Come on now. I don't think that's my delusion. I always felt that the wax museum was not so ordinary. ”

Makoto Aizawa pondered secretly. Wheat didn't bother him either, after all, he was a crime maniac. The two of them walked out of the park together until they left the park and walked a short time. There are a little more people on the street.

Mai saw that Makoto Aizawa was immersed in his thoughts, so he said, "Uncle, it's not early, if there is nothing to do, I will go back." "The way to the subway station is different from the way to the parking lot, and the wheat has to say goodbye here.

Makoto Aizawa came back to his senses at this time, he looked at the wheat, and then said, "Where do you live?" I'll send you back. ”

His answer was a surprise to Wheat, she had never imagined that this unsmiling uncle would be so kind to send her home. It doesn't matter if it's someone else, but it's the serious section chief in front of him, which really makes wheat hard to believe.

Thinking of this, Mai hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No need, it's too troublesome for you." But no sooner had Wheat said this than she sensed something was wrong.

Turning her head suddenly, Wheat wanted to see what kind of sacredness was behind her, but there didn't seem to be anything unusual about the street, which was already not crowded. However, the wheat clearly sensed something. She trusts her instincts very much when confronted with dangerous situations that may arise.

Makoto Aizawa seemed to notice her strangeness: "What's wrong?" He followed her and looked back.

Wheat stared at his back, pondered for a moment, and then beckoned to Makoto Aizawa, motioning for him to lean his head over. Although Makoto Aizawa didn't understand the method of wheat, he didn't say anything, leaned over slightly and leaned his head over.

Wheat whispered in his ear for a while, and only after finishing the sentence did he leave Aizawa Makoto's side again, raised his voice and said, "Then thank you today, goodbye uncle." Mai said goodbye to Makoto Aizawa and walked home.

All the way to the quiet neighborhood near the mansion, because of the special location of the mansion, it is some distance from other residences. On this big night, there are no people on the road.

"Come out." Wheat stopped and said to himself.

Although it didn't feel particularly obvious on the street near the park just now, along the way, especially to this kind of inaccessible night path, Wheat could already clearly feel that someone was following her behind.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to be discovered so soon." In the darkness, a figure came out.

Wheat was intent, trying to see who had followed her all the way, and it didn't seem to be a simple passerby. If it weren't for the recent improvement in her spiritual power, I'm afraid she wouldn't have felt the other party's breath.

However, when Wheat saw the other party clearly, he couldn't help but be taken aback: "It's you?" Mr. Curator? "Strange, how could the curator of the wax museum follow her?

David? Li looked at the wheat with a smile, and he took off the gentleman's top hat on his head: "Good evening, miss." ”

Although surprised by the other party's behavior of stalking him, Wheat still showed a wary look: "Why are you stalking me?" She suddenly thought of the suspicious shadow in the wax museum, could it have something to do with the reason why the curator was following her?

David's eyes revealed a greedy meaning: "Hehe, it's nothing, I just want to ask the young lady to come with me, my master wants to see you." ”

Wheat looked at his suspicious look, and refused without thinking about it: "It's late today, let's go to the wax museum another day, I'll go to the wax museum to find Mr. Curator another day." "More is better than less, and Wheat tries to resolve any disputes that may arise tonight.

Is she being stalked? How is it that things stick up all day long? There are always a few abnormal people who want to follow her? And every time the person who follows her is not a good stubble, such as the earliest butcher knife girl.

However, the curator obviously would not just give up: "My master is very sincere in wanting to invite the young lady, and please be sure to enjoy the light tonight." ”

Wheat looked at this unrelenting person, and understood: "It seems that if I don't go with you today, will you let me go?" ”

Hearing Mai say this, the curator just smiled and said, "Hehehe, don't be so rude." It's just that the master has instructed that if you refuse to go, I can take some ......" After a pause, he continued: "Special means. ”

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