The negotiation with Rivera was completed with only 30,000 karma, and Dimmit was in a little happy mood. When he went back, he couldn't find a taxi, so he insisted on asking Rivera to drive him near the hotel.

Dimmit, who returned to the room, made himself a cup of tea and stood by the window with the teacup. The scene outside was still lively, even more than in the morning. Dimmit casually looked at the laughing crowd, they had no idea what was happening behind the city.

But then again, Dimitt doesn't have much idea where to start next. He sipped half a cup of tea one by one, and he felt that the breakthrough was still Sarah. But Rivera may not be able to send the letter until tomorrow, and until then, he should try his luck and find the source of the RX6 in Sarah's possession.

He opened the address book on his phone, swiped his thumb across the screen, and flipped through the names. I stopped a few times and continued to rummage.

Dimmit also thought about the supermarket, but the idea was fleeting, and Sarah was just working in the supermarket. As for other possibilities, the shops she frequents and the people she often goes to should start with these.

Dangdang——

A knock on the door interrupted Dimmit's thoughts, and he couldn't remember what service he had called.

"Who?"

"Is this Mr. Harif Raymond Dimitt's room?"

"It's me. Who are you? ”

"I have something I want to entrust to you."

Placing the teacup on the windowsill, Dimiit walked to the door. Through the door, he felt the breath of only one person behind the door, and opened the door.

The visitor was a middle-aged man, in his 50s, with a hunched back and a small stature, his hands kept rubbing, his eyes were from the bottom up, very humble, and nervous, glancing to the side from time to time. Dimmit's gaze swept over him.

"Wait for me a little bit."

"Okay."

Dimmit closed the door, leaving the man outside. He stood still and waited patiently for the other party's instructions, which was more than ten minutes.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

Only then did the man push open the hidden door. In front of him, there is a delicate round coffee table, two cups of tea still steaming. Behind one of the cups of tea was Dimmit, sitting on the couch, smiling at his client, with his legs crossed.

"Sit down. Hope you enjoy the tea. ”

"Thank you."

The man was genuinely afraid, he never thought that one day he would come to someone as famous as Dimmit. Dimmit asked him about the content of the commission, and the man hesitated, first politely flattered Dimmit a few words, and then told about his commission.

"My name is Wilch Beard, and I hope you can help me find my daughter, Sarah Beard."

The familiar name immediately caught Dimmit's eye.

"This person you're talking about ......"

"That's right, maybe you've heard that she's an employee of Buster's supermarket, and she just escaped from the supermarket in the morning."

As he spoke, Wilch pulled a picture out of his trouser pocket and placed it on the coffee table.

"Here's a picture of her."

Dimmit didn't take it and leaned forward. The photo shows a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with light red hair and a pink hairpin hanging from it. The girl showed a bright smile and happily made a "V" gesture, showing the vitality and vigor unique to this age.

Was she really the girl who set the fire in the morning? Dimmit was quite skeptical. If nothing else, the color of the hair is much different, but the body shape and appearance do roughly match that of the arsonist Sarah.

"As I recall, her hair wasn't that color."

"Really?" Wilch was a little surprised, "Well, what the hell is wrong with this kid......"

"You didn't know her hair had changed color?"

Wilji sighed and hung his head.

"She hasn't been home for a week, saying she's hanging out with her classmates."

"I see. But the police should have intervened, why are you looking for me? ”

"Tell me the truth, my daughter...... It's a superhuman. This child was very stable before, and I haven't seen her cause trouble, so who knows why she started a fire today! The police are definitely going to arrest her, but I don't want my daughter to fall into the hands of the police, so I'm coming to you. Rest assured, my friend told me how to find a bounty hunter like you. ”

Sure enough, it was for this. If convicted of arson, it is punishable by life imprisonment in the Arctic State. This father's mood, he is not incomprehensible.

As for how to find him, as long as you pay attention to the online real estate newspaper, financial daily and other electronic newspapers, you can always find some messy repair advertisements at the end. If you call those serial numbers and say what they want to hear, he'll tell you he's a bounty hunter. You can also send an email to their mailbox, and an interface will pop up asking you some questions, and if you successfully pass the level, you will also get a contact information. Dimmit, on the other hand, is more daring, and he likes to bring all the addresses with him.

Seeing that Dimmit didn't speak for a long time, Wilch guessed that the other party was looking at his sincerity, and hurriedly took out a wad of money from his other trouser pocket, which was less than four thousand karma.

"I'm a poor man, and that's all I can get out of now. Of course, it's a deposit, and if I find my daughter, I'll definitely repay you! ”

As Wilch spoke, tears flowed from his eyes, and he got up to kneel. Dimiit hurriedly waved his hand to tell him to stand up. Looking at the father in front of him who was anxious to find his daughter, the hidden feelings in Dimmit's heart moved again. Well, since the purpose is the same, it's okay to do a favor by the way.

"I understand, although I don't know if I can be faster than the police, but I do my best."

Verge burst into tears and laughed, thanked him repeatedly, and pushed the money in front of Dimmit.

"Thank you, sir. I know this is a lot of trouble, so please bother. You must have your own solution, right? Or is there an eyebrow now? ”

"Well, I'm really looking for her, so I can complete your commission by the way. Don't worry, she's a super person and it's easier to find. You're also a superhuman, you should understand, right? ”

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, they're all superpowers, yes. I'll leave that daughter's business to you. ”

Leaving the money and the entrustment, Wilch bowed and exited the room. As soon as the door was closed, he trotted to the elevator door to call the elevator, and then pressed the B1 floor in the elevator. There is underground parking. As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, two men came up to me.

"How's it going, Mr. Brown?"

Old Brown is still a little scared, although he has memorized those words several times, but in front of Dimmit, he is still nervous to death. Especially Dimmit's inexplicable question at the end, as if he saw something. Fortunately, his tearful performance moved the other party and did not show any hard injuries. When he came out of the room, he looked like an escaped prisoner.

"There's no problem, let's go, my heart can't stand it."

The three of them immediately got into a sedan and hurried out of the parking lot. Old Brown didn't want to stay here for a minute, because he was walking in such a hurry that he didn't notice the vicinity of the exit, and secretly watched their gaze.

Behind a billboard, out came Dimitt. He was holding a coin in his hand, which he threw at the car when it stopped at the exit of the parking lot to pay the bill. The coin shimmered, flew over a distance of more than a hundred meters, and with a "pop", stuck to the roof of the car. When the car drove away, Dimiit immediately went to the side of the road and flagged down a taxi.

While Brown Sr. waited, Dimmit used the abilities he had snatched from a Gallebou man to create an illusion of himself. This illusion can not only perform the same movements as the main body, but also make the sound of the main body. Dimmitt left the illusion in the room and made his way to the underground parking lot through the VIP room's exclusive emergency exit, which is clearly depicted in the fire escape diagram.

In the room, he hid a camera, and the image was displayed on his mobile phone to observe the situation in the house. In order not to be recognized, he deliberately made a coffee table to separate the other party from the illusion. And he didn't move from beginning to end, and the other party wouldn't easily notice.

As for the coin, it is a "tracker" full of its own energy, and he only needs to sense this EXP reaction to easily track the car. He didn't explain the location to the taxi driver, but asked the driver to choose the route according to his own requirements, turning east and west, leaving the driver confused.

After turning around for more than 20 minutes, the driver finally put down Dimet, and the location was a building. Dimmit looked up at the hollowed-out word "Buster" on the roof of the building and smiled slyly.

He followed the coin's reaction and walked to the back of the building. Across the courtyard wall, Dimmit opened his hand, a flash of light flashed, and the coin on the roof of the car floated slightly, over the courtyard wall, and flew back into Dimmit's hand.

Driving that kind of car, entering this kind of place, and still crying poor in front of yourself. That "father" is definitely a supermarket guy. It seems that the supermarket is worried that he will chase Sarah, so he makes a play to test where he has progressed.

It's a pity that from the first time he saw Old Brown, Dimmitt sensed the breath of lies from that somewhat evasive gaze. This is further illustrated by the lack of EXP reaction in the car.

Now, taking advantage of the mistake of the other party's door-to-door delivery, Dimmitt is even more convinced that Sarah smoked the RX6.

He put away the coins and messaged Rivera on his phone as he brushed his hair and quickly blended into the crowd on the side of the road to the supermarket.

*****

The roller shutter doors of the supermarket were pulled down, and from the outside, only the shattered windows and blackened walls could be seen, as well as the blockade that surrounded the supermarket, sealing the alley next to it. There were several policemen standing in front of the cordon, guarding the surroundings. Dimmit stood across the street from the supermarket, and he couldn't break in under the noses of the police in broad daylight, but it was always okay to ask from the side.

He turned and walked into another alley, found a place where no one was, took off his trench coat, took out a pair of sunglasses and a set of black wigs from it, and threw the clothes in a shady corner. He rested his hand on his coat, and the black light on his hand gradually expanded, enveloping the coat in it. After a while, the black light dissipated, and the clothes disappeared.

Dimmit took off his shirt again, turned it over and put it back on. It's a two-sided suit, and after such a simple change, he looks like an ordinary company salesman. Putting on his sunglasses and wig, Dimmit walked out of the alley and towards the police.

A policeman naturally stopped him: "Stop sir, is there something wrong with you?" ”

Dimmit put on a look of uninformed humility: "Yo, what's wrong?" Mr. Policeman, I'm planning to deliver tomorrow. ”

"Who are you?"

"Here you go."

Dimmit pulled out a business card and handed it to the police. It reads "Sulvin Frozen Food Production Co., Ltd. External Sales Department" and its name is Kadwinter Mills. The policeman took the fake business card and looked at it for a while, and then gave it back to Dimmit.

"There's a fire in the supermarket today, so you don't have to deliver it, Mr. Mills."

"On fire? What's going on? ”

"Don't ask about the details, please go back anyway."

Dimmit looked anxious: "This won't work." My men have already brought in the vegetables and frozen food they ordered, and you know these things are not easy to preserve. ”

At this time, another policeman approached.

"You just said you were shipping frozen food?"

"yes."

"Alas, it's a pity, it's hard to get the goods back, and the supermarket is still on fire. My family used to come here to buy frozen meat, but they stopped buying it a week ago. ”

"Not stocked?"

"yes," the policeman continued, "I don't know what's wrong, the supermarket is running out, frozen food, vegetables, and a lot of convenience foods are not being restocked." ”

The first policeman also remembered something, adding: "Yes, yes, yes, there are snacks, daily necessities, etc., they are all broken, and I don't know what happened." ”

This conversation, in Dimmit's ears, became a different meaning. He thought for a moment and said to the two policemen with a smile.

"I haven't heard of this yet, it's the first time I've been in charge of Siralda's business, and I don't know the details. Anyway, let's do it first, thank you both. ”

"Well, let's go."

Saying goodbye to the police, Dimmit returned to the alley, and two minutes later, changed back to his original appearance. One last glance at the supermarket, Dimmit walked through the alley and left.

The supermarket was out of stock for a week. When I interrogated the clerk earlier, the clerk also said that Sarah had taken a leave of absence a week ago. There is also the "father", who seems to be unprepared for the discoloration of Sarah's hair, so the "week" that he said later may be true.

It is no coincidence that the three time points overlap. Something must have happened to the supermarket a week ago, maybe it had something to do with the RX6 and Sarah.

Dimmit took out his phone again, and Rivera's reply had arrived a few minutes earlier, and he didn't have time to read it. The content is only one line: the police suspect that the arsonist has a power out of control, that is, the possibility of drug use.

Since the police have suspicions, they will inevitably investigate in this direction. If even the police know that Sarah is taking drugs, then the supermarket's purpose for testing itself is definitely not to save face. According to the police's case-handling process, they will not immediately suspect the supermarket, but they are bounty hunters, and it is entirely possible that they will be hired by an organization hostile to the supermarket to conduct targeted investigations.

In this way, the possibility of supermarkets offering RX6 and even storing RX6 is very high. The drugs in Sarah's hands should also be from the supermarket.

What Dimmitt doesn't understand, though, is that it will take at least a few months for the RX6 to go from smoking to addiction to getting out of control. Since the supermarket knew that Sarah was smoking RX6, why not take precautions against the possibility of her power going berserk? Judging from the chaotic situation during the day, it is clear that Sarah's rampage is not within the expectations of the supermarket.

It seems that the answer can only be found tonight.