Chapter 4: The Night Collector (New Book Asks for Recommendation Votes)

Fang Xiu opened the phone he had been turning off and threw it on the table, taking out what he had obtained from the white killer.

"Wallets, phones, watches!"

"Plus a pistol, a sniper rifle, and an electric car!"

Except for the electric car parked downstairs, all five items were lined up in front of Fang Xiu, among which the sniper rifle was loaded in the take-out box, and Fang Xiu also saw spare pistol magazines and bullets in it.

Fang Xiu first picked up the other party's mobile phone, in this era, the mobile phone recorder is a person's habits and everything in the life circle, if you want to find any clues, the mobile phone must be the fastest.

However, Fang Xiu found that the other party's mobile phone chain was not locked, there was nothing inside, no contacts, no text messages, no photos, even the software was original, there was no sign of login, and it was as clean as if it had just been taken out of the mobile phone store.

"Could it be that there are two systems, one is the system that is usually used, and the other is the encrypted system?" Fang Xiu took a look at the smartphone without a brand, and felt that this possibility was very big, so he decided to find someone to take a look at it later.

There are two thousand yuan in the wallet, three cards, nothing that can prove identity, a blue bank card that Fang Xiu can't recognize, a fluttering DW and bank card number on the front, and the phone number and website of this bank are written on the back, Fang Xiu searched it, but he didn't search for the name of this bank at all, let alone this website.

The next card looks even more mysterious, with a black vortex on the back and a one-eyed on the front, nothing written and no idea what it does.

The last card was a bar card, the card was red, but it was not the usual red, Fang Xiu looked at it for the first time, he felt that this color was the same color as the blood gushing out of the white killer's neck, dark and blood-red oozing.

It has four characters written on it in Chinese, and the logo is a black candy, but Fang Xiu looks more like a lip print.

"No. 103, Zhongxi Road, Shanghe District!" Fang Xiu wrote down the address and decided to check this place later, the card of this bar was carried by the white killer, indicating that he either went to such a bar often, or this bar had some peculiarities, no matter which one it was, it was worth Fang Xiu's visit.

Fang Xiu threw away his wallet, and put the money and card in his pocket together.

After fiddling with it, Fang Xiu picked up the pistol, this is a Glock 17 pistol, which is safed on the top of the trigger, and can be found at a glance, very handsome, Fang Xiu usually likes to watch gunfight movies, but it is the first time he has met and seen this kind of real guy.

Fang Xiu opened the safety again, held the gun in both hands, and aimed at the sky outside the window, and then his mouth made a sound like a gun: "Bang!"

After playing with it for a while, Fang Xiu put it away with satisfaction, sorted out all the things left by the white monster killer, and started his next exploration again.

He found a pen in his room and pulled out a notepad from his baggy jeans.

Fang Xiu doesn't keep a diary, but he likes to record some important things to prevent himself from forgetting, he doesn't use his mobile phone to record this kind of thing, in contrast, he prefers a notebook, maybe because of the habits he developed when he was a child, he generally does things more organized.

Fang Xiu recalled his dream last night, as well as the situation of each of his deaths and the huge silver clock in the white space, and analyzed the strange ability in his body little by little, as the basis for his ability to kill the other party in adversity, it was more likely that Fang Xiu would rely on an important basis for survival in the future, Fang Xiu needed to figure out everything about this strange ability and silver clock in his body.

"1. Silver clock, guess it may have something to do with my ability to be born again. ”

"2. Rebirth is triggered by death, and each death automatically activates the silver clock, going back about fifteen minutes ago. ”

"3. Every time I die, the white space and the silver clock, the power of black pollution that will permeate the bottom, pollute my soul, the white space and the silver clock, guessing that it may be the price to be paid for death and rebirth, so death and rebirth are probably not unlimited, and after reaching a certain number of times, I may die directly, or something terrible and terrifying and weird happens. ”

"4. To be added. ”

Closing the notebook and stretching, Fang Xiu picked up his mobile phone, and sure enough, there were a bunch of missed calls on it, all of which were from the manager of the household appliance company where he worked, as well as a few text messages, the tone was very annoyed and angry, and directly told Fang Xiu not to come tomorrow.

Fang Xiu has just graduated, and he has been working as a salesman in that company for almost a year, but because the company's business is mainly to maintain some old customers, Fang Xiu's budding newcomers are basically squeezed out and suppressed by old colleagues, even if they make a little achievements and develop new customers, they are all taken away by their bosses.

Fang Xiu had no choice, so he had no choice but to sell the company's customer information behind his boss's back, or take the company's order to another company to do it, hack the middle money, or squeeze out the warehouse that was originally in charge of logistics, and then sign a rebate commission with another logistics company.

Only in this way can the meager funds obtained be able to barely maintain such a life.

"Alas, no way, life!"

"It's so hard!"

But now it seems that Fang Xiu can't do this difficult job, he can only send a resignation text message, and he doesn't even have the idea of going back to pack up his things and get this month's salary, anyway, he has almost gotten what he should get, and this salary is left to the black-hearted bosses who have no conscience, so that they can know what an honest and selfless employee he is.

I work hard in the company not for money at all, but for dreams, so let this dirty money pollute their eyes and shame their hearts.

At this moment, the sky will be dark, and the various emergencies of the day today will consume Fang Xiu to exhaustion, and he has only eaten one loaf of bread all day, and Fang Xiu is hungry at this moment.

Fang Xiu went to a food stall opposite the hotel and ordered a pot of meat and soup, and after eating, Fang Xiu fell asleep, and it was not until one o'clock in the middle of the night that Fang Xiu was woken up by the sound of the regular clock.

Fang Xiu was still very sleepy, but he knew that he had to get up immediately, because he had to take advantage of the night and no one to dispose of the corpse in the alley on Park Road now.

Throwing the corpse under that narrow sewer was just an expedient measure, and Fang Xiu wasn't stupid enough to think that it was over.

After a few days, the corpse will be rotten and smelly, it will definitely be discovered, and when the time comes, through monitoring and investigation, it will be easy to find Fang Xiu's body, and there are too many weird things on this corpse, especially after death, the appearance that is revealed is not like a person at all, but a monster.

Fang Xiu didn't want to get into this kind of trouble, he had to take advantage of the present moment and quickly dispose of the corpse.

As long as the body is disposed of, the identity of this killer is mysterious and weird, and he is a foreigner, and after a long time, it will pass.

Fang Xiu took out the tarpaulin, hemp bag, and rope that had been prepared in the afternoon, turned on his mobile phone, looked at the route that had been marked a long time ago, bypassed the places where there might be night traffic police and patrol police, and dodged the roads with a large number of surveillance, and prepared to set off.

Fang Xiu was quiet when he left, the innkeeper at the front desk was sleeping, Fang Xiu didn't want anyone to know that he had left in the middle of the night.