"I didn't look for anyone, I just wanted to ask a few questions."

Ryan loosened his shoulders,

I struggled to put the kind smile on my face that I had before,

It's just that maybe it's because she hasn't been smirking professionally for too long, the red-haired woman opposite didn't say anything, but raised her head with her other hand, and the screen was stuck on the police call.

"If you have something, I can call the police for you."

"If it's inconvenient, forget it."

Ryan shook his head,

I don't bother to explain what to worry about.

After all, in modern society, the distance between people has gradually narrowed, and if it is himself, he will react in the same way when he encounters this situation before he does not have this external power.

Turning around,

Just as he was about to leave.

Wade, who was behind him, suddenly took out his wallet, pulled out a stack of banknotes that were not wet from it, shook it and said:

"Let's go in and take a shower."

"You're here for me?"

The red-haired woman frowned.

"And so much more."

Wade pulled out another stack of bills,

Thanks to the generosity of his old friend at the Swiss bank, he now really experiences the thrill of not giving money to it.

The red-haired woman's face changed, and after being silent for a while, she suddenly took a step back,

"Okay, please come in."

.........

.........

Feeling the chill in his body dissipated by the hot water coming down his face, Ryan turned off the rain, wiped himself with a new towel, and walked out of the bathroom.

Outside the bathroom is the living room on the first floor, and the fireplace inside is burning, and the clothes that were wet before are placed in front of the fireplace, and the moisture inside has almost evaporated.

Wade sat on the sofa opposite the fireplace, and he also looked like he had just taken a shower, and he went to the bathroom on the second floor, so the two of them didn't actually conflict, and they didn't have to go in any order.

"She's in her room, probably, counting the money."

Wade saw Ryan come out and spoke.

"This woman has such a big heart."

Ryan sat down on the couch and said as he took a sip of the hot tea in front of him.

Although neither he nor Wade were ordinary people, it was obviously an uncomfortable experience to go to the rain in the winter, and now, baking the fireplace and drinking hot tea, it felt much more comfortable.

"Aren't you afraid we'll steal anything?"

Ryan said,

As he began to look at the furnishings around him, he found that the woman had nothing to steal from her house, as if she had just been swept by a group of robbers.

Pouted,

Ryan said:

"Tsk, I'm not afraid of what bad people we are."

"Oh, perhaps, she's a bad person herself?" Wade said, glancing at the stairs.

"What did you find?" Ryan asked, putting on his coat, which was almost dry, and shaking his still wet hair.

"It's nothing, it's just a little powder, she may not be a bad person, but she obviously has nothing to do with good people."

"It's not up to us to take care of this matter, people have their own counting."

But

This discovery can be regarded as explaining why this woman would directly invite them in regardless of the money after seeing it, after all, when it is really addictive, what else can't this group of people do?

Two people baked for a while on the couch in front of the fireplace,

When the last trace of moisture has evaporated,

Ryan knocked on the table,

"Tell her to come down and ask."

"Hmm."

Wade nodded,

Then he shouted loudly to the top:

"Trouble getting down."

About four or five minutes have passed.

The woman walked down a little slowly,

can clearly feel that there is an obvious resistance in her whole person, but maybe because she just accepted the money, she still patiently sat down on the stool next to her.

The previous vigilance turned into a trace of impatience and anxiety at this time.

"You guys, what's going on here?"

Ryan said after a moment's deliberation.

"You're journalists?"

The red-haired woman glanced at Wade, then said to herself:

"Reporters aren't as generous as you."

"So, there's something going on?"

Otherwise, why the first reaction is to think of reporters, obviously, it is because there are always reporters in the vicinity recently.

"It's not strange, right, it's a collective disappearance case, I don't know who is telling me that it is amazing, and it has attracted a group of reporters like sharks that smell fish, and even the surrounding police have become a little more."

Normal people must be happy to accept the increase in the number of police officers around her, but for the redhead woman, this is simply cutting off her life.

"How many people are missing?" Ryan asked.

"Six, or seven, who knows, there is not a single suspect, who knows if these people are in the sea?"

"Is there anything else going on besides someone missing?"

"Do you have to ask the police yourself?" The redhead woman was a little impatient.

"We didn't see the police." Wade said.

"Are you sure?"

The red-haired woman was stunned,

Then he hurriedly asked.

"Sure." Wade nodded, "With such a heavy rain, maybe the police will go to rest." ”

A hint of excitement flashed in the red-haired woman's eyes, she stood up and walked to the window, poked her head out and looked around, and after making sure that there were indeed no police, the whole person's emotions suddenly became excited.

"You wait for me a while, I'll go out and buy something."

The red-haired woman put on a trench coat and didn't even bother to pick up an umbrella, nor did she care if her words were logical or not.

She pushed open the door, one hand covering her head, and ran towards the villa next door.

In fact, the distance between the two villas is less than 20 meters, and there is a green belt that can be regarded as a simple partition, braving the heavy rain, the red-haired woman glanced at the Volvo parked at the door of the villa,

Mouthful:

"It looks like she's at home, it looks like she's at home."

"Bang bang bang!"

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The red-haired woman walked over, no longer covering her hair with her hands, but began to slam the door hard,

"Alice, Alice, it's me, open the door, open the door!"

"Da"

The door was pushed open from within,

It was an old man with gray hair who opened the door.

The red-haired woman glanced inside,

Some eagerly asked:

"Is Alice at home?"

"You're looking for her?"

The white-haired old man glanced down the street behind the red-haired woman and asked after noticing that there was no one else.

"Yes, I'm looking for her, urgent, very urgent, I put something here with her last week, now come and get it."

"Then come in."

The white-haired old man smiled,

Turning sideways to let the redhead woman in,

Then he looked left and right again.

At last

The door slammed shut.