Black Zone tipster "Adam" - her real name is "Chloe. DiCaprio", who works for the "Handtelegram Agency" in Beaver City, is a professional field reporter, mainly serving the Beaver Morning News, the highest selling newspaper in Beaver City.

She is a top student who graduated from the journalism department of a prestigious local university, and after her debut, she quickly emerged in the local news industry with her character of "dare to work hard and dare to speak", as well as the care of her parents' interpersonal relationships.

In the beginning, she was mainly responsible for the news in the entertainment section, but by chance, or in other words, in the almost inevitable process of being a live reporter in the entertainment section, she came into contact with the dark side of the entertainment industry.

She didn't show any inclination to go along with it, on the contrary, she didn't hesitate to expose the cruel persecution of its actresses by a well-known entertainment company, and she didn't pat her ass and fly away like Ultraman who beat the monster afterwards, but helped the actress find a new way out and finish as perfect as possible.

Her superiors were unable to convince her or fire her, so they arranged for her to work elsewhere.

But this restless woman can't settle down anywhere, and she can make a fuss everywhere.

After developing like this for a while, one day, I don't know if her superiors wanted her to know what "the cruelty of society" is, or if it was a pure mistake in work arrangement, so she was actually stuffed with a job to investigate gangster news.

However, no one expected that she would hand in an answer sheet that far exceeded everyone's expectations, not only did she get out of this dangerous work, but also exposed the secret collusion between several gangsters and the alliance government departments, and finally succeeded in sending some officials to prison, and set off a lot of rectification in Beaver City.

Chloe. The name "DiCaprio" is no longer just a news investigator, but also a walking and talking news material, and she has been promoted to the star reporter of Beaver City.

However, being famous is both a good thing and a bad thing.

Her parents thought that if she was allowed to be in the limelight like this, it would inevitably meet with accidents.

Now that she is standing in the spotlight, it is true that some officials who regard her as a thorn in their side cannot make a move in the open, but history has long revealed that this world has always been open to guns, and hidden arrows are difficult to prevent. And her parents know this.

In the past, she avoided many difficulties with the help of her parents' social connections, but now, her parents, in turn, joined forces with the telegraph agency to hide her step by step, so that she can no longer soar. And her job has gradually changed from interviewing the coalition government and investigating local gang activities to investigating some innocuous civil disputes and petty theft.

In the recent period, she has managed to win over, but she has only managed to get a job to go to the Public Security Bureau to interview the specific progress of the case of the serial murderer "Sheepskin Killer".

*

I scanned the information at a glance and got a rough idea of Adam as a person.

The debut time of "Adam", an informant, is similar to that of "Chloe. DiCaprio's "time to investigate gangster journalism roughly coincides.

In other words, the identity of "Adam" may have been just "Chloe. DiCaprio "deliberately fabricated it in order to facilitate his own investigation of the gang." The main purpose is to be able to go deep into the hinterland of the black zone and collect the news you want as a resident of the black zone, rather than as a reporter on the spot.

Why does Adam's resume have a record of instigating several gang infighting? Because she is not from the Black Zone at all, she has been on the opposite side of the gang from the beginning, wanting to fish in troubled waters while the gang is infighting, and collect evidence of their collusion with alliance officials.

Why are most of the Black Zone residents that Adam has worked with in the past inexplicably planted? Because a reporter like her, who lives in a superficial society, is not in the same place as the residents of the Black Zone, and after seeing the "dirty deeds" of some of the Black Zone residents, or some criminals, she decides to use them and rely on the information and handles she has obtained in the process of cooperation to guide them to a complete end.

Why did Adam delve into the Sheepskin Killer's intelligence before he knew he was connected to a mysterious organization? Because that's the job she's been getting recently as a journalist. According to what the drone wrote, when she was interviewing in the Public Security Bureau, in order to reduce the possible panic of the masses, the police also specially took out some internal information that could be allowed to be made public, and took the initiative to ask her to publish it in the "Beaver Morning News".

Unfortunately, she was hunted down by a mysterious organization after that, and she didn't have the time to pick up her job as a journalist again.

I think the reason why she has always retained the identity of "Adam" is probably because she has two identities at the same time, which helps her work as a journalist.

"Adam" was able to collect "Chloe. DiCaprio "can't gather intelligence," said Chloe. DiCaprio can also gather information that Adam can't.

The two identities helped each other, and she saw an opportunity for her to re-emerge after being hidden.

But this also has a downside, I'm afraid she used the identity of "Adam" in the process of investigating the sheepskin killer. To her, it was admittedly just "business as usual", but to the occult organization it was weird. A star reporter with "great achievements", for some reason, has made progress in exploring the details of the sheepskin killer far beyond his identity. This caused an overreaction from the mysterious organization, and finally made a decisive (or arbitrary) decision to send someone to kill her.

I have to say, this is really a big misunderstanding.

This kind of misunderstanding is quite rare with other mature criminal organizations, but the mysterious organization we are investigating today is like a teenager who has just been involved in the criminal industry, not only making the mistake of "eating the grass on the edge of the nest", but also using too much force at every turn.

But at this point, even if the mysterious organization comes forward to explain, I am afraid that it will not be able to get rid of Adam.

Just in case, I flipped through the "Chloe. DiCaprio", take a picture with her left hand entering the lens, and look closely.

She did have a small calloon on the middle finger of her left hand.

*

I signed out of my email.

Suddenly, I remembered something Adam had said earlier.

"I'm actually a fan of yours."

Is this true? I've actually killed quite a few psionic criminals in the past for some of my own purposes, and it does seem like it's going to cause "Chloe. DiCaprio's "Heart-to-Heart Resonance Experience."

But the thought that other people, especially women, would have a good opinion of me makes me feel very difficult.

You might as well think of it as a noise, a self-inflicted passion, a hallucination that occurs from time to time in life, and then throw it into the recycle bin in your head, otherwise it will only disrupt your usual rhythm.

"Come and order some food too." Adam beckoned to me in the distance.

I put my phone away, stood up, and said, "You can just order two for me." ”

"'Casually' is the most difficult dish. And I don't know what you like to eat. "She was there looking at me, and the lady took the opportunity to look at me.

I suggested a direction, "It's okay to have meat." ”

"Is it okay to wrap meat in tofu skin?"

"No, you can't."

"Where's the snail stuffed meat?"

"No, you can't."

"Look!" She said.

I had no choice but to walk up to her and order food with her.

After ordering, the proprietress was about to go into the back kitchen. At this time, a man dressed as a chef walked out, judging by the size of the small restaurant, he should be the owner. He was holding a large piece of flake iron, and as soon as he came out, he was full of complaints, and his voice was very loud, "Haven't you ordered it yet?" It's too slow! ”

His face was unhealthy, with heavy bags under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept in a long time. The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and I was reminded of Hasegawa.

"What's wrong with you? I've been so impatient since yesterday, isn't it just waiting an extra minute or two, so I need to be so impatient! The proprietress also seemed to be in a very bad mood and immediately yelled back.

"What did you say!" The boss shook the big piece of iron and slammed the door frame so hard that the blade was embedded in the door frame - the blade, yes, it was the blade, and he was holding a kitchen knife. It was only then that I was slow to react: I was unknowingly affected by the "Gestalt Collapse" again.

The proprietress was frightened, she shook her body and took a step back. The boss didn't seem to notice her fear, and stared straight at her, the whites of his eyes getting bloodshot.

Suddenly, the boss was stunned, not knowing whether he woke up or not. With a dazed expression, he pulled out his kitchen knife vigorously, and then walked back to the back kitchen with a mutter.

The proprietress breathed a sigh of relief, she pressed her heart, then turned her head and said to us, "I'm sorry for letting you see such an unorthodox ...... Belch...... In fact, he wasn't like that before, he was very honest and never got angry with others. ”

"What's going on?" Adam asked with concern.

"I don't know." The proprietress looked in the direction of the back kitchen, "Since yesterday, he said that he had nightmares, but he couldn't tell what he dreamed about. It's just that his face is getting more and more sickly, his temper is getting more and more irritable, and he is deteriorating very quickly...... Alas, not to mention him, even my state seems a little strange......"

As she spoke, she suddenly realized that she shouldn't have said so much to strangers, so she smiled apologetically and walked away.

"The second floor of this hotel seems to be inhabited." "And it's about 500 meters from that little street. ”

"Is there anyone living in the side street?" I asked.

"No one lives." She shook her head, "Even the shops that used to be have been removed have been removed, and few people usually pass by, so it's very desolate, otherwise how can it be said that it is inaccessible?" ”

"That's good, let's finish it as soon as we're done." I looked at the time and added, "Try to finish it before ten o'clock in the evening." ”

*

Affected by what had just happened, the dinner was very silent. The meal itself is not unpalatable, but under the influence of the seasoning of the atmosphere, there seems to be an indescribable lack of freshness.

After eating hastily, we took a van and came to the small street that was inaccessible.

As soon as he got out of the car, Adam's reaction became very strange, like motion sickness on the ground, and his expression was very uncomfortable.

"Is this the place?" She looked around and furrowed her slender eyebrows, "That's weird. ”

"What's so weird?" I asked.

She paused for five or six seconds before asking, "Don't you feel it?" ”

"I'm much slower to be inspired than the average person." I say.

"That's a good thing." She seemed to find it difficult to breathe, pulled her neckline, opened her mouth again, but did not breathe, but after nearly ten seconds, she suddenly took a heavy breath, and then spit it out heavily, saying, "It just seems that if you are not careful, you will feel like you are being kicked into the lake." ”

"Kicked into the lake." I repeat it, but it's hard to empathize.

"Have you ever bought effervescent tablets?" She asked me, I shook my head, and she had to change the example, "Then you imagine that there is something that will dissolve quickly if you put it in water." Your 'attention' is just that, the air of this street is water. ”

"That is, it's easy for your attention to get lost right now."

"Yes."

"What happens when you are gone?"

"You feel like you've been kicked into a lake." She couldn't help but tug at her neckline again, not caring at all, or forgetting to care about the skin exposed by her neckline, "It seems that she really fell into the water and couldn't breathe, and then choked on the water." But after choking on the water, my attention returned, and I realized that it was all hallucinations. The strangest thing is that even the fact that 'I have experienced this kind of experience' itself is an illusion, and it is completely impossible to raise the sense of vigilance. ”

No wonder she didn't feel uneasy in spite of her discomfort, and this "no uneasiness" was not due to her character, but also to the oddities of the place.

"You might as well go back first." I suggested, adding, "But the car stays." ”

"No, let me follow." She insisted, "I could actually hold on for another two hours, no, at least an hour." ”

But after a minute, I understood that she was overestimating herself.

I don't think she's the kind of person who would overestimate herself, she's always been very calm, self-aware, and has a clear grasp of her surroundings. It is likely that the air of this street, filled with some kind of magic that I can't feel, has led her into a strange state of extreme fallibility in the process of thinking. Perhaps anyone who prides themselves on having a sharp brain will get here, as if their brain has been put in water, or rather, their brain has been put into water like she said effervescent tablets.

When she entered the alley with me, and after turning the first corner, her eyes were wrong.

When I pointed to the dried blood in the corner and said, "That's where the sheepskin killer died," she walked towards the wall at the end without saying a word.

I thought she was trying to get a closer look, but her face was about to hit the wall.

And just as the tip of her shoe was the first to touch the wall, I suddenly noticed that the tip of her shoe actually penetrated the wall, as if the wall itself was just a holographic projection, and she could enter the world behind the wall.

At the same time, instead of standing behind and watching, I immediately grabbed her by the shoulder, pulled her back, and threw her to the ground.

"Adam!" I shouted.

She looked at me blankly, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

I took a step back, crouched down, and felt where the wall touched the tip of her shoe, but it was a real wall, not a projection, and it couldn't be penetrated directly.

I turned my head again to look at the tips of her shoes—and at this glance, I felt like my heart was being pinched hard. I saw that her shoes, the black canvas shoes with red letters on her right foot, started at the toe and gradually lost all color, and the vision was slowly spreading to other parts.

I immediately rushed over, grabbed her right ankle with one hand and the part of the shoe that had not yet changed color with the other, took it off roughly, and threw it around the corner of the alley.

After a few moments, the shoe faded from all other colors, leaving only a pale, lifeless color.

"What's wrong?" She asked, dumbfounded.

I glanced at her, and I always felt that her brain was not very bright. It's not ironic, she's in a very abnormal state, like drunk. Imagine that there was "alcohol" in the air here, and she breathed too many times, and fell into a wonderful intoxication in the breath.

I asked her if she had a pen with her, and she did.

"Lend me one." I say.

Like a docile child, she took out a ballpoint pen that is common in stationery stores and handed it to me obediently.

I took the pen, walked over to my shoe, and poked it tentatively with the tip of the pen.