"Tick ...... Tick...... "The clock on the wall beats rhythmically like a heartbeat.

It's four o'clock in the morning.

"Now let's take notes." Officer Jace sat in front of his computer, his fingers tapping on the keyboard.

"What's your name?"

"Berryman." The lean man in the chair opposite replied.

"Mr. Berryman, you called the police, right? Please tell me everything you know about this disappearance, and please don't hide it, it is extremely important for the investigation of the case. ”

"It was about 1:30 a.m. tonight when I got a call from Rosen......" Burriman recalled.

……

"Ding-" The phone rang in the quiet bedroom.

Berry Man woke up from his bed in a daze, reaching for his phone on the bedside table.

"Hey......?" Berryman answered the phone, tired and unwilling to say a word.

"Is it Briman? I'm Lawson! Help me!! Another man's cries for help came from the other end of the line.

Burriman sat up from the bed with a "pout" and asked, "What's wrong Rosen!" ”

"Listen up! I don't have much time......" Before the other party finished speaking, there was an intermittent "huh" sound on the phone, like a murmur from a signal interference.

"I ...... You...... Hurry ......" murmur almost drowned out Rosen's words.

"The signal is not good!" Berryman jumped out of bed without putting on any shoes, and walked to the window in an attempt to pick up the signal.

"Toot-" came from the phone, and the call was interrupted.

Berryman hung up the phone and hurriedly called back the other party's number.

"Hello, the number you made is empty."

Empty number? Burriman frowned and hurriedly checked the other party's number.

This is not Rosen's cell phone number, he should have called from another phone. But Berryman didn't think much of it and dialed again.

"The number you are calling is empty."

Try Lawson's phone number! Berry Man dialed again.

"Hello, the phone you are calling is turned off."

……

Jace's gaze turned away from the computer and on Berryman. "Listening to you say that, you have a pretty good relationship with Rosen? Why didn't he call the police? Instead of calling you directly? ”

"I'd love to know, too. He was my classmate from childhood to adulthood, and we spent every birthday together. Burriman's face was filled with loss.

Officer Jace stood up from his chair and made a cup of coffee and handed it to Briman.

"Thank you." Burriman held the cup in both hands, and the heat of the coffee passed through the cup to the palm of his hand, making him feel that the transcription room had become less cold.

"What about after you finished the call?" Jace asked.

"After that, I hurriedly came to Rosen's house......"

……

It's a two-storey villa, European style, with a garage to the right of the door, which can park three cars, and this is Lawson's home.

Berryman rushed to the door, "Bang bang! He slammed on the door.

"Rosen, are you not home?" Berryman shouted into the room, followed by another sharp knock on the door.

But no one responded.

He walked to the garage, took out his flashlight, stood on tiptoe, and shone through the window above him.

A ray of light swept through the garage, which was full of parked cars, a Bugatti, a Lamborghini, and a Lincoln.

It's Rosen's car, yes, as far as I know about him, the guy drives out every time he goes out to show off, but his car is in the garage.

Berryman's foreboding grew stronger, and he put on his black gloves, took out a lock pick from his kit, walked to the door, and expertly inserted the lock pick into the keyhole.

After a while.

"Click." Berryman opened the door.

Boltman has done the act of unlocking countless times, and in order to unravel the truth of the matter, he has learned to climb, unlock, and even hide himself.

Because of this, he often photographs the unknown side of celebrities under the glamorous surface. Then expose the network with exclusive news to obtain economic resources.

You can call it a journalist, but most people have a not-so-nice name – paparazzi.

……

"Wait! Are you saying that the door to Rosen's house is open? Officer Jace keenly found the key, and once again he wanted Berryman to confirm.

"Yes, I found it when I came to Rosen's house, and the door didn't close." Even in the face of this big police officer, Burriman's face was still not red and his heart was not beating.

"Hmm......" Jace asked, tapping his fingertips on the tabletop, "and what did you find when you entered his house?" ”

……

Rosen's house was pitch black, and Berryman felt for the switch on the wall and turned on the light with a "tick".

There were waves in the huge living room.

In the center of the wall, there is an eyeball logo drawn!

This eyeball is bloodshot and lifelike, as if to tell Berryman - I found you!

What frightened him was that the walls here were filled with dense and jumbled words.

"Blood! Eyeball! Brain ......"

These three blood-red words filled all the walls repeatedly, like those red rashes caused by allergies on the skin, densely packed.

The delinquent sofas, the broken chairs, the broken wine bottles, and the electrical appliances on the floor, none of the parts were complete.

Berryman shuddered, then plucked up his courage and shouted, "Rosen! Rosen! Are you not at home? ”

A cold gust of wind blew the curtain open and swept past Berryman.

It's too evil! He took out his camera and captured everything in front of him.

What's really going on here?

Berryman had no way of knowing, and then he went up to the second floor.

The situation upstairs is similar to that downstairs, it's a mess, there's a toast in the microwave in the kitchen, and I don't know how long the bread has been there.

Burriman searched all the rooms, even the wardrobes, but he couldn't find Rosen.

……

Officer Jace lit himself a cigarette and handed one to Berryman, asking, "Did you find anything in the house?" For example, mobile phones, computers, and the like. ”

Berryman lit the cigarette, spat out a cloud of smoke in his mouth, and took the cigarette in his mouth, he shook his head, "Didn't find any of these things." ”

However, the situation at that time was not as Burriman said.

When he arrived in Rosen's bedroom, he found a bunch of keys and a cell phone on the bedside table, while in the drawer, he found almost a pound of methamphetamine.

Lawson is not an addict, so what the hell is going on with this methamphetamine? That's enough methamphetamine for him to spend ten years in prison.

Burriman felt that the whole thing was not so simple, and if the police found out that the drugs belonged to Lawson from his phone or keys, it would be even more troublesome.

It was also because of this that he hid from the police. He looked at the big bag of drugs, and a thought grew in his mind.

Could it be that the mess here was caused by Lawson after taking drugs and hallucinating? Berryman couldn't think of anything other than this explanation.

He walked out of the room, sat down on the steps in front of the door, and pulled out Rosen's phone.

The phone was turned off because it was out of power, and after it was charged, the phone was turned on, and a series of missed call reminders were swiped out.

In order to find Rosen's whereabouts, Burriman found the number of Rosen's parents from his mobile phone, and hurriedly dialed it, regardless of the fact that it was early in the morning.

It should be that the other party is sleeping, and it took several consecutive calls before someone connected.

"Hello? Oh Rosen! What are you calling in the middle of the night? The voice of a middle-aged woman came over the phone.

"Hello Auntie, I'm Berryman, are you Rosen's mother?" Berryman asked.

"I am."

"Have you seen Lawson lately? I have an urgent matter to find him. Berryman asked.

"No, he hasn't come back to see us for a week, and the phone is turned off, I really don't like to go home when I grow up," began a lot ......of complaints on the phone.

Berryman hurriedly interrupted her and asked, "Does that auntie know where he often goes?" If I find him, I'll ask him to come back and see you. ”

"He's got a house at 28 Orchid Street, you can go and see it."

The house Rosen's mother said was where Berryman is now.

"Okay, thank you, Auntie, I'm sorry to bother you so late." Burriman hung up.

It's three o'clock in the morning, so don't disturb others to rest.

The keychain found on the bedside table also belonged to Lawson, and Berryman tried to use the keys, which were the keys to the garage car in the house.

Except for the call that Berryman just made, the most recent historical call record on Rosen's mobile phone was at 22 o'clock on the evening of the 11th, that is, ten days ago.

It can also be said that Rosen has been missing for about nine days and ten days, after all, there are very few people who have not answered the phone for two days.

Where exactly is Rosen? Why did he ask me for help? What's really going on here? Berryman really has no way of knowing.

In this case, you can only call the police! After hiding his camera, kit, Rosen's phone, drugs, and keys, Berryman used his phone to call the police and waited for the police to arrive.

But no one saw a figure emerge from behind the trunk of the tree, and then quietly disappeared into the darkness.

……

"That's all." Berryman Road.

Officer Jace stood up from his chair and said, "Thank you for your help, I'll let you know as soon as there's news from the investigation."

……

The next day.

The rain has not stopped since the morning, and the sky is gloomy and slightly cool.

A knock came from outside the door.

"Here we are." Berryman walked to the door and opened it.

Outside the door was an empty hallway, and there was no one, but there was a small gift box on the floor.

Who will send it? Or did you send the wrong address?

Curious, Berryman brought the small gift box into the room, and he carefully examined it to make sure that there was no danger before daring to open it carefully.

Inside the gift box was a ring box, as well as a letter.

He opened the ring box.

There's an eyeball in the ring box!

This eyeball has this bow tied to it, and there is meat attached to it, and it is staring at each other.

Berryman lifted the bow and lifted his eyeballs to take a closer look.

The eyeball was bloodshot, much like the one he had painted on the wall of Lawson's house last night, and it hung in mid-air and swirled slowly.

Berryman didn't understand what this wicked "gift" meant, anyway, the giver knew that he had been to Rosen's house last night, otherwise he wouldn't have deliberately given away this similar eyeball.

Whoever this person is, he has nothing to do with Rosen's disappearance!

Berry then opened the letter, and there was only one sentence in it.

"Do you want to play with me too?"