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This small bar of Paisian ushered in a peak of traffic near midnight. The men in all their work uniforms came in with tired faces, and did not say much, and the men skillfully served each of them their regular wines, as if such a thing had been repeated countless times.

Chester, that's the man's name, and he got busy after he called himself James, King, and James, and sent out an invitation to have some fun. But he didn't forget the man sitting on the edge of the barrel, and every few moments he made sure that the guy who drank the free wine was still there.

James had no intention of leaving, he needed to know what the fun was after ¢ ⌒ wan ¢ ⌒ shu ¢ ba, ↑ anshub ⌒ a.

The shift man with Chester arrived, looking like he had just woken up. In a daze, he took the key handed over by Chester, and did not say hello to the people in the bar, after pouring a glass of beer and eggs, he leaned against the back of the bar, and someone beckoned, so he went over to refill the wine, and it seemed that he was very familiar with these unchanged old customers.

"Let's go, Kim. There was a hint of excitement in the man's chest, and he pushed the bar bar and tentatively pulled James on the shoulder.

James still used a cold look in his eyes, warning the other party not to touch him. But James stood up anyway, a pile of crushed nut shells in front of him. The person who invited him had already left work, and he had no reason to stay here anymore.

The guy who changed shifts glanced at James, who was obviously not paying, and complained, "Chester, you have been careful lately, the boss is getting more and more dissatisfied with you." ”

"It doesn't matter. Chester smiled indifferently at his colleague and didn't give any explanation. Led James out of the bar.

It was a clear night, and the oval moon in the middle of the night sky unconsciously reminded James that Benjamin's transformation period was approaching. James frowned and shook his head, shaking off the sudden thought and concentrating.

"Kim, do you have a place to go at night?" Chester looked back at James behind him in the dim flickering streetlights.

James didn't answer. "You say it's fun. ”

Chester smiled, "yes." No more asking, beckoning, "Come here, come with me, let's have fun with 'my' first, and then go to 'yours'." ”

James didn't say anything about the vague statement, and quietly followed the other man, his eyes searching for Seth's figure. But if only he could discover a demon that could be hidden. There are ghosts.

Chester is heading south in the direction of the Hermann plant. He seemed to feel compelled to explain what his pleasure meant, smiled in the night, and whispered to James, "I don't know how long you've been with Barton." Indeed, James's answer was too vague, "Ahead is Hermann's automobile factory, have you heard of it?"

James didn't speak.

Chester didn't care. "I don't know if the 'Herman' sign is famous outside of Barton, but it's at Barton. Eight of the ten cars you see are Hermann's. We want to support local businesses, right? ”

James glanced at Chester, and the guy's tone was distinctly sarcastic.

"Hey, Kim. Chester seemed to have gotten used to James's non-talkative personality, "Do you know why Paisying is called Paising?"

He answered himself. "Because of the river. Chester pointed to the west, but could not see anything because of the buildings and the darkness of the night, "Patton's west end used to be occupied by the rich men, and it was not on good terms with Newton. Then the people came and entered Barton from the Paising River, which means 'passing through' here, and their destination, which was originally the city center, was Becky at that time. ”

The two walked along the darkening road, and Chester pulled James to begin a detour. Paisyoung's house began to be left behind, the surrounding road became less and less visible, and clumps of wild grass began to appear underfoot. The flickering streetlights behind him could no longer illuminate the two of them, and James looked around in the moonlight, which was in the direction of the west of Hermann's factory, and the searchlights that were constantly sweeping in front of him were becoming clearer and clearer.

"You say it's fun. James said with a frown.

"Of course. Chester smiled and continued to move forward, quickening his pace, "I just wanted to tell you that we are all outsiders. He looked at the facility in front of him, which was completely shrouded in darkness, and lowered his voice again, "And we're worse than you, we've been tricked into coming here and trapped in this place that's just 'passing by'!"

James frowned and followed.

It didn't take long for the two of them to stand outside a cyan wall, only in the night, the wall seemed darker and gloomy. Chester leaned against the wall, slowly moving forward, pausing occasionally, waiting for the patrol searchlight above the factory to sweep half a meter in front of him. He's hiding, not wanting people to find out.

It was definitely not a harbinger of anything good, James grimaced, but there was irrepressible excitement in his heart.

Who knows! I was chased by Seth for a long time, and on the first day of the mission, I stepped in the right direction.

"Here! here!" Chester's voice was low enough to breathe, and he quickly crept around the path of the searchlight against the wall and stood behind a raised iron box.

Chester sat down in front of the iron box, pulled James who didn't seem to know what was going on, and put a finger in front of his mouth, "Shhhhhh

Thick searchlights shone over the sides of the iron box where the two were seated, and James could see the weeds trembling slightly beside him. But the process was short-lived, the lights moved, and soon turned away in a fixed route, and the two of them became dark again.

"Do you know what this is?" Chester looked sideways at the iron box attached to him, his men already digging into their pants purses.

James turned his head sideways, looking at the white lightning bolt mark printed on the iron box, which was obviously a high-voltage electrical box, he didn't answer, his eyes answered Chester again, this guy had already pulled out a small bag, smiled at James, and opened, "Kim." Don't judge me, I'm a lockpick. ”

Chester quickly stood up and walked around the front of the iron box, "Kim, look at the searchlight!"

James was stunned, and quickly stared at what was going on to complete a cycle. The thick lights that began to turn back this way, "Six seconds." ”

"You're good at that!" Chestery made a small click on the other side of the electrical box, and he didn't forget to 'compliment' Lower James.

Click.

Chester narrowly clinged to the edge of the pillar of light to the obscured side.

"It's on. James asked, looking at the pillar of light that swept past him, and although his face was still cloudy, there was 'irrepressible excitement'.

Chester smiled awkwardly, holding up two apparently broken pieces of iron, "I'm still a newbie. A few more times. ”

"Give it to me. James grabbed Chester's lock-picking bag and waited for the pillar of light, which had reached a tipping point and was about to turn back again.

"Kim?" Chester's eyes widened, "will you pick the lock?"

James frowned and replied irrelevantly, "I work in the east. ”

Gangsters in the Southeast. Chester seemed to understand something, and carefully pinched James's strong arm and muttered. "No wonder it's so strong. ”

As soon as the lights turned on, James stood up. Quickly bypassing the iron box, a small click sounded. Chester stared at the distant lights, he didn't have the same predictability as James, "Not yet, not yet." It's here, it's back, it's back!"

"It's on!" James stood on the other side. "What are you going to do!"

"So fast?!" Chester seemed a little surprised, "pull away...... Come back!"

James's body pressed against the iron box, and he turned around sensitively, and the pillar of light swept by.

"You're amazing!" Chester looked at James as he turned back, full of adoration. "Why were you beaten so badly?" seemed curious.

James frowned, glanced at the guy, and said flatly, "Owe money." ”

"Those guys up there?" Chester blinked, "I thought they were just a bunch of thugs." ”

James glanced at the guy again, not continuing the conversation, "And then what's going to happen." ”

Chester smiled and raised an eyebrow, "You'll know right away." ”

The thick pillar of light swept again, and Chester quickly stood up and circled to the front, and James could hear him pull open the iron boxes and break something, and then the already dark things in his vision seemed to dim a little.

The pillar of light from James' patrol was still there, and James turned his head to look in Paising's direction, and it was pitch black.

Chester returned to James again, waited for the pillar of light to sweep again, and pulled James up with a smile, "Go! Ready!

When the pillar of light swept again, the two began to run! Running to the more barren place to the west, the weeds under their feet being trampled and pushed. The beam of the searchlight chased after the two men, getting closer and closer, but they couldn't catch up, and the two disappeared into the woods on the border of Patton.

Chester gasped, but he didn't mean to rest, and pulled James against the crumpled trunk of the tree, pointing in the direction of Paising, "Look, look over there, there are people, go to ......" Chester's words were intermittent because of his breath, "To, go to the factory." ”

James looked in the direction he was pointing, and the flashlight of Pais's taunting flash, and the figure began to walk this way.

Chester pulled James along and walked north through the woods, as if to meet up with those who had gone this way from Paising.

"Kim. He adjusted his breathing as he said, "Paisying was first expected by Patton, those people in the city government. James listened quietly as he followed, "They didn't want outsiders to pass by in the West End, so they made a place like this to attract outsiders from the West." But the people who had just come up the river, from Newton, so many of them stayed in Paising, do you know why?"

James didn't answer.

"Because of this ghost factory!" Chester's tone suddenly filled with anger, "Herman promised a bunch of things! He said this would be Becky in the future! It would be better to work in his factory than to try his luck at Becky!"

"He lied to us, our fathers, grandparents!" Chester clenched his fists, "He tricked us here, and then look at Paisying now!" (My novel will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)