The night went by in a hurry, and Chester, as usual, ate a bunch of fast food, then fell asleep under the influence of alcohol, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already the next morning.

Glancing at the time on his phone, Chester was so excited that he didn't even have time to wash his face, he grabbed his work clothes and hurriedly rushed to the door.

It's only ten minutes until work time.

Riding in his tattered pickup truck, Chester rushed to the construction site, only to find that the construction site was full of police cars, blocking the traffic artery.

Getting out of the car, Chester immediately walked towards his post, but when he reached the front of the police car, he was stopped and the police officer in charge of intercepting him motioned for him to stop.

"Hey, man, don't you see our cops working here? If you want to get there, it looks like you'll have to take a detour. ”

The police stopped Chester's footsteps and reminded.

"Dude, what's going on inside?"

Chester asked immediately, looking inside.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, please take a detour."

The police didn't explain, they were still urging.

Chester agreed, but he couldn't help but poke his head out, but suddenly saw that not far away, the foreman who was usually in charge of managing himself was busy with a man in a suit, explaining something to a man in a suit, and at the same time there was a flattering look on his face.

Although it was the first time he had seen that man Chester, he had already known from the staff roster that this person was the person in charge of dozens of warehouses nearby.

This person's position is probably in the position of manager, and above that, the general manager of the entire Los Angeles warehouse area, but these positions are really unattainable for Chester.

But these thoughts only passed through my mind, because there was something more interesting going on in front of me—three or four police cars blocking the passageway, and outside the gate of a warehouse that had only been unloaded by Chester himself yesterday, surrounded by a large number of yellow police belts, only a few police officers with cameras and in charge of inspecting the scene were in and out.

Seeing this scene, Chester suddenly understood something, and he gloated at his sweaty foreman, full of malice to wonder what was wrong with the other party.

But at this moment, the foreman suddenly turned his head and saw Chester, Chester only saw the other party's eyes light up, and then hurriedly waved his hand, "Hey, Chester, come over quickly, what are you doing there?" ”

Chester reluctantly pointed to the foreman at the police, who got out of the way.

Chester's heart was a little weak, he walked through the police car line, towards the foreman, until he walked in front of the other party, he had just spoken, the foreman couldn't wait to ask, "Chester, you seem to be the last to leave last night, did you see Leon before you left?" ”

"Leon?"

Chester was stunned for a moment, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart: Could it be that this big battle is actually related to Leon?

Thinking of this, for some reason he felt faintly empty in his heart, like a child who had done something wrong, so he hurriedly perfunctory, "I didn't see it, it was half past six when I finished unloading the last batch of goods, Leon should have been inside the warehouse at the time, and I didn't see him." ”

"Are you telling the truth?"

At this moment, the man in the suit and leather shoes on the side suddenly spoke and asked in a questioning tone, "You really didn't see Leon before you left last night?" ”

Chester quickly shook his head while looking blankly at the other party.

"Oh yes, I forgot to introduce you, this is Mr. Connor, the leader of our team."

The foreman hurriedly explained, "Chester, if you have any clues, you must tell them, understand?" ”

"Understood."

Chester nodded, then asked with some embarrassment, "But what happened to Leon?" Could he ......?"

"Leon is dead."

Before he could ask, the foreman said with some regret, "It was found by Joseph this morning, he found that the goods in warehouse No. 9 had not moved all night, so he ran in to look for Leon, but found that Leon was dead......"

"How did you die?"

Chester's heart sank, and he asked a little heavily.

"You don't have to worry about that."

Before the foreman could answer, Connor spoke first, stopped the conversation between the two, and then looked at the foreman, "I'll leave this side to you first, the police said that warehouse No. 9 needs to be sealed off temporarily, in this case, you can lead everyone to avoid this warehouse and go to work in other warehouses, and when Joseph comes back from making notes, let him start work immediately." ”

"Understood."

The foreman replied.

Connor then glanced at Chester again, Chester quickly lowered his head, and then saw that the other party immediately turned around and left the scene completely.

"Hoo ......"

Until the person in charge left completely, Chester saw that the foreman was secretly relieved, and then the foreman waved his hand and instructed Chester, "You also heard Mr. Connor's words, the goods in warehouse nine will not move for the time being, you can go to work in warehouse number two." ”

"Okay."

Chester said yes and left on his own.

By the time he climbed onto the crane in Warehouse Twelve, his mind was still groggy, perhaps because he hadn't slept well last night, or because of Leon's death in the morning, but Chester's day's work was a bit of a mess, and he was just mechanically unloading truckloads.

The day's work was not easy, Chester only had an hour's rest at lunchtime, and then a long day's work, and by the time the last truck had cleared all the goods and left, before he knew it, it was evening again.

Chester was accustomed to this kind of busyness, and when he climbed off the crane, he found that there were no police outside Warehouse Nine in front of the road, and the warehouse door was locked, and only a few yellow cordons were still around the warehouse door.

Apparently, after a day's investigation, the group of police officers had also left work.

Chester shrugged, and he walked towards where he had parked, but when he reached the door of Warehouse Nine, his heart suddenly moved.

Warehouse Nine, he has the key.

At this moment, Chester suddenly breathed a little short, he didn't know why he was so excited, maybe it was the adventurous instinct that had been suppressed in his bones for too long, right?

His life had been repeated for so long that he had become accustomed to it, but when an opportunity for exploration and adventure was presented to him, he found that it was so fascinating and tempting for him......

Now that the police are off duty, and the other workers are almost all off work, no one will know that they have been in the scene of the crime, and besides, they just go in and take a look to see what is going on, so what's the matter?

Chester took a deep breath, all he could do was feel the blood boiling all over his body, when was the last time he felt this way? I'm afraid it's still when I was young, right? Time has smoothed his mind, it has smoothed everything, and now, he is resurrected again!

It seemed as if he had struggled a thousand times, but when Chester came back to his senses, he was already standing in front of the door of Warehouse Nine, and then he touched his pocket, which contained the key to Warehouse Nine.

"Just look at it, just look at it......"

Chester whispered to himself as he stepped over the barrier and took out the key and inserted it into the door of the employees next to the door of Warehouse Nine.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the door of the employees opened with a bang, revealing the dark space inside.

A familiar damp, musty smell hits my face.

Chester was already very familiar with this smell, he looked at the sky, but saw that the sun in the west was only half of his body exposed on the mountain, and it was obviously very late, since this was the case, Chester planned to just look inside, and leave without too long.

Thinking of this, Chester walked into the already dimly lit warehouse and looked down the rows of goods on both sides.

In the dimness, the rows of goods are like shadows in the darkness of the night, like a dream, only the sunset shines through the few windows in the warehouse, hitting a certain piece of goods, will form a special light.

The interplay of light and darkness creates a special mysterious atmosphere, which makes Chester's heart even more exploratory and delusional.

Click, click, click......

Chester walked step by step, his footsteps echoing through the silent warehouse, but he still didn't see anything until he was halfway through the warehouse.

Leon's body certainly didn't exist, but there should have been something left at the corpse scene, such as ...... The outline of the corpse's posture at the time of death, and the yellow cards marked next to various suspicious traces, etc.

Did you go wrong?

Chester showed a puzzled look, he thought about it, and suddenly heard the place where he was told to go before he got off work last night, there was a corner of the warehouse, and a large pile of steel pillars were placed there, could it be that Leon died there?

Thinking of this, Chester immediately stopped, then turned around and walked towards the fork next to the cargo.

This time, Chester finally guessed correctly, and not far from where the two of them were standing yesterday, he found what he was looking for - the outline of a corpse outlined by white lines, and the three yellow markers next to it that were responsible for indicating the location.

This is where Chester's death is.

Seeing all this, Chester took another deep breath and suppressed the thumping heartbeat in his heart, he took out his phone, and then turned up the flashlight mode, allowing himself to see as much detail as possible on the ground.

Following the light of the phone, Chester showed a puzzled look, because from his position, the white outline on the ground did resemble Leon's figure, obviously Leon was lying on the ground when he died, his limbs were stretched straight and straight, and the whole person was lying on the ground, just like the shape of the letter "A".

But the only thing that makes people feel weird is that the neck of this white humanoid silhouette seems to be surprisingly long......

It's like a primary school student can't draw stick figures, and the silhouette of the figure composed of white lines is very coordinated, whether it is arms or legs, but above the shoulders, it is a little weird - the shoulders of the silhouette of the figure are far longer than ordinary people, and the neck is slightly curved, like the neck of a duck, which is very incongruous.

Chester was a little puzzled, he dared to swear to his mother that Leon definitely didn't have such a long neck, if the other party's neck was really that long, he would have applied for the Guinness World Record a long time ago, and he would not do this kind of 5-to-9 job like himself.

So, was the police officer in charge of marking the line wrong with a trembling hand, or was the deceased not Leon, but someone else?

Chester scratched his head, thinking with some uncertainty.

But just as he was scratching his head with the hand holding the mobile phone, the light of the mobile phone suddenly shone into the corner of a pile of goods on the side, and in that corner, a figure flashed by!

“！”

Chester suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he quickly held his phone and took a picture of the corner, and only when he saw what the figure was, he was completely relieved.

It turned out to be a false alarm......

The figure that flashed by was none other than an angelic statue.

The statue appears to be carved from marble and depicts a vivid angel with soft curly hair, hairstyle clinging to the head and a headband on top of the head.

The statue's arms and fingers are carved realistically and rounded, and the body is dressed in the usual pleated tulle outfit of an angel, and most conspicuously is the pair of wings that fold up and are as soft as feathers......

The only regret is that the angel's hands are tightly covered with her face, so that people can't see her holy eyes and countenance.

Walking up to the statue, Chester patted himself on the chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh......"

But suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Chester's mind, and he vaguely remembered that when he met the other party yesterday, this Leon seemed to be looking at a relief? And on that relief, it seems that these are a few angels with their eyes covered?

Thinking of this, Chester immediately turned around and walked towards the depths of the warehouse according to his memories of yesterday, where he was going to look for yesterday's mural painted on a steel pillar.

Soon, he was where Leon had taken him yesterday.

There were steel pillars placed here and there, dozens stacked on top of each other, occupying the full line of sight, and Chester looked up at one of the steel pillars—

Sure enough, on this steel pillar, there are three angels covering their eyes, standing or squatting, which is exactly the same as the sculpture I saw before, both in style and shape.

Wait a minute......

Chester, who was about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly paused, he frowned, feeling that something was wrong, because in his memory, there should have been four angels on the mural, two of them squatting on the ground, and the other two were standing.

But now, there were only two crouching angels and one standing angel.

Is there a mistake in your memory?

Chester turned his head in confusion and looked in the direction he had come, as it was getting darker and darker, and the road he had come from was only dark.

However, the reason why Chester looked there was not because of the darkness, but because he suddenly had an inexplicable thought, could it be that the angel sculpture he saw just now was the one that had fallen off the mural before?

The angel on the mural, ran out?