At two o'clock in the morning, the city slowed down after a whole day of hustle and bustle, and gradually fell asleep. It's just that people are tired and have to choose to sleep. This is just the prelude to the carnival, and the second round will begin after dawn. At this time, the impact of entertainment has not subsided, and many people can't really sleep.

On the street, a staggering young man, holding a wine bottle in his hand, walked in an S shape on the sidewalk. He had just said goodbye to his friends and came out of a bar. Friends offered to drive him back, but he soberly refused - they all drank a lot, and they still drove, didn't they die?

The breeze ran across his face, rubbing against his skin. The temperature was just right, itchy, so comfortable, a little disgusting. His stomach churned, and foreign objects surged up his esophagus. He bumped into a dark corner of the wall in a few steps, leaned on the wall with both hands, and vomited and coughed heavily, which caused a brief tingling of the scalp and made the already unsober brain even worse.

After vomiting, the young man tried to breathe, and he didn't care about wiping the corners of his dirty mouth, and prepared to continue his journey. A black figure walked in front of him. At this time, it will appear here, and I guess I just finished drinking at the bar?

The young man only thought about this, and the black shadow turned around and leaned in, reaching out and pressing his head. The young man's head tingled, and with the strength of the wine, he fainted and collapsed 50 meters away from the burned-out Buster supermarket. When he is found at dawn, the sight will make people think that he is just drunk.

He should be rejoicing. If it weren't for the fact that the drinks would have broken his memories when he woke up, he would have become the ghost of the dark shadow, Dimmit's henchman.

*****

Confirming that this unexpected witness would not cause trouble, Dimiit walked into the alley where he was interrogating the supermarket clerk during the day. In general, he is not a person who likes to kill at will, and there are only two situations in which he must be killed: when he needs to do so, or when he meets someone who makes him unhappy.

None of the police officers during the day could be seen at this time, and only the police cordon was left at the scene. It seems that the police have not yet realized the details behind this fire, maybe the supermarket has done a good job of public relations, right? This is good news for Dimmit.

Following the alley, Dimiit went around to the back door of the supermarket. He hid in the corner and looked around, then walked to the door. The back door is for purchase, and the upper door is an ordinary open lock, not an electric lock like a roller shutter door.

He took out a "magic key" made of thin copper wire, which has a small square mechanism at the end of the key, which can judge the structure of the lock cylinder, and then adjust the shape of the copper wire to fit the lock. The gadget cost him 50,000 karma.

Dimmit is not good at technical lockpicking, and usually uses violence to bang on the door, but this time he can't make a move. It took him five minutes to open the door, go inside, and close it again.

Darkness enveloped in an instant. Dimiit pulled out a portable searchlight, preferring this traditional tool to night vision devices. The irradiation range is large and the distance is also long. He can't get used to wearing night vision devices, after all, he is one-eyed.

The light takes over in the darkness, but the objects it illuminates look even more terrifying. Dimmit swept around with a lamp, the room was supposed to be where the storekeeper recorded information and inspected the goods, and now there were only a few tables and chairs left, and a few standing cabinets.

Dimmit examined them one by one and found nothing. Every drawer of the table, every mezzanine of the cabinet, was thoroughly cleaned. However, there is a lot of dust on it, and apparently no one has been here for a long time.

After searching the room, Dimmit continued to dig deeper. A large, horizontal iron door stood in front of him, with a lock on it that was larger than the back door. Dimmit cursed a few times, and he spent more time disposing of the lock, and then walked into a new area, the storeroom. There is a lot of space here, and the light from the searchlights is stretched. Fortunately, there are no windows, and he can use other means.

Dimmit turned off the searchlight, and a bulb-sized ball of light formed in his palm, emitting a strong light, and he pointed his palm at the ceiling, and with a slight push, the ball of light slowly rose into the air, stopping in mid-air, illuminating a large area around him. Dimmit concocted the same method, and then sent a ball of light, and two "lights" illuminated the entire warehouse. This may seem like a simple trick, but it's actually more difficult to master than many combat skills. It requires the user to accurately control the nature and magnitude of the energy output, rather than accidentally throwing a single shell.

The warehouse was full of cardboard boxes, piled up, and there were a lot of loose ones on the ground. Some were dismantled and empty, while others were still wrapped and in perfect condition. This is where Dimmit is important to check.

RX6's EXP response is so small that it cannot be perceived by the Omen. And the goods that have not been dismantled cannot be dismantled, which will cause unnecessary trouble. Dimmit took out another tool, the RX6 detector, which looked like a mobile phone. As long as RX6 does not fuse with other substances, the instrument can confirm the presence of RX6 by outputting EXP and receiving the reaction. However, it needs to be continuously injected with EXP to activate, so it is basically exclusive to super people. This detector is worth 120,000 karma.

Dimmit struggled to find a place to stay in the middle of the boxes all over the floor, pasted the detector on the box, looked at the flashing green light on the detector, and waited for more than ten seconds before replacing the next one. He didn't let go of every box, even the empty ones, like an archaeologist.

An hour later, his efforts paid off in frustration – there was no RX6 at all. It's no wonder that if there were, would people still leave things here waiting for you to find them?

Dimmit decided to try again. He moved the boxes against the wall one by one, trying to see if there were any secret doors blocked by the boxes, and after checking around, he went to another room. This time, he finally gained something.

His hand groped for a spot along the wall, and his palm skimmed over a small slit. Dimmit leaned in and stared at it for a long time before he realized. This gap almost blends in with the white wall, and you can't find it unless you look closely. Dimmit felt around the gap and roughly found a rectangle. He knew he had won.

Dimmit pressed his hands on it and pushed hard, but the wall did not move, there should be a switch somewhere in the storeroom, but Dimmit completely lost patience. He left one hand on the wall, glowing brightly. The light flowed into the wall with his hand, causing a part of the wall to glow as if it had an electric light inside.

"Almost."

Dimmit put down his hand holding the wall, and then snapped his fingers, and the entire warehouse immediately shook violently, making a muffled sound, and the glowing wall exploded from the inside, bursting into large and small pieces, leaving a hole, and in front of Dimmit was a staircase downward.

This time I was really lucky, Dimmit thought.

He stepped downstairs and stopped after taking two steps. There seemed to be something else on the stairs besides the fragments of the walls. Dimmit bent down to pick up a few, and when he held them in his hand, they were pieces of pink hard plastic.

"What the hell?"

He frowned, threw away the debris, and began to explore his new world.

Underneath the staircase was a room of more than forty square meters, neatly stacked with twenty large cardboard boxes, each one meter high. The outer packaging is printed with the words "small washing machine", and the box has been unpacked. Dimmit turned on one by one and used the lamp to shine at the bottom of the box. In the fourth box, he found some white powder.

Dimmitt dipped his fingers in the powder, came to his eyes to observe, sniffed again, didn't even need the instrument, and immediately recognized it as an RX6.

You can't be wrong, the RX6 was once hidden here. Then someone in the supermarket is the liaison of the "Viper", he may be a clerk, a shopkeeper, or even someone from the head office in this area. In this way, it is better to go to the supermarket than the woman, and maybe the "poor father" is one of them. Find him, and the commission is basically completed.

Dimmit's head flashed as he began his way back, walking up the stairs and glancing over the pile of plastic debris.

Wait, pink plastic?

He put several pieces of plastic together as much as he could, and a hairpin-like silhouette was revealed. Dimmit took out the picture of Sarah given by Brown Sr. and compared it. The girl really had a pink hairpin on her head, and it looked like it was this broken hairpin.

Is it a coincidence? Or was Sarah here? Dimmitt prefers the latter, because he remembers that when he met Sarah during the day, there was no pink hairpin on her tousled hair. So, why did this hairpin break here?

If Sarah had lost the hairpin, even if she accidentally stepped on it, it would not have been possible to step on it so much, and judging from the location of the shards, it may have been crushed by the movable wall when it was closed. What's more, there's no way she's going to leave the hairpin here.

Unless Sarah encounters an abnormal situation when the hairpin falls, at least a physical conflict, it will not be able to get the hairpin off. And Sarah didn't take back the hairpin, perhaps after the conflict, she couldn't return to the Chamber of Secrets for some reason, and forever.

Thinking of this, Dimmitt came to the conclusion that Sarah might have been dragged out by someone because she wasn't supposed to be in this room.

That said, she is most likely not an insider of the RX6.

However, Dimmitt still believes that the change in EXP response perceived when encountering Sarah during the day is most likely the effect of RX6. Perhaps, Sarah smokes RX6, and at the same time, she doesn't know, and shouldn't know, about hiding RX6.

In this way, Sarah's identity is interesting.

Of course, the above conclusions are based on the premise that "the fragment is a hairpin, and the hairpin belongs to Sarah", which is really not accurate. But Dimmit, on the contrary, felt that this was closer to the truth, and Sarah played a rather important role in the incident.

Dimite put all the hairpin pieces in a small plastic bag and walked out of the large iron door of the storeroom. He raised his palm and shook it in the air, and the two "lights" on the ceiling went out, and a handful of sparks fell. He took out his phone and looked at the time, it was 3:40 in the morning.

Damn Rivera, hurry up and call.

*****

One thing Dimmit was right about was that there was an RX6 there, and now it's stored in another Buster supermarket, and Levi has been worrying about these things since the day they were delivered to the supermarket.

Levi doesn't like drug trafficking, but K still instructs him from time to time to sell drugs. The difficulty of hiding drugs is not ordinary, and no matter how busy he is, Levi has to set aside some time every day to make sure that the stock is safe. Dimmit's appearance made him nervous like never before, and the old Brown's report filled in a lot of blockages, and he was thinking about whether to send a few people to spy on Dimmit, of course, no one dared to take this errand.

On the other hand, Levi has to secretly find Sarah's whereabouts, which cannot be left to the police. A month ago, he asked Brown Sr. to kill Sarah, but Sarah was left behind by K to be a guinea pig. She must have been imprisoned, and who can tell if the woman hadn't heard anything this month? Although Sarah got sick when she ran away, as long as she didn't get sick, she was just like a normal person.

In any case, he must see Sarah in person. To live to see people, to die to see corpses.

The time came to 7:10 a.m.

Ding Dong –

A doorbell-like sound came from Levi's phone, and he grabbed it to answer.

"Any news?"

"Not so sure, Mr. Yamen. About ten minutes ago, we were on Karen 6th Street in the southern suburbs and spotted a woman who resembled her target. ”

"What do you mean to be very similar? Is it or not? ”

"I'm really not sure, because her hair is pale red, she's about the same size, and she's wearing a torn raincoat."

Levi listened to his subordinates' reports and muttered in his heart. The Sarah he saw in the nameplate video had dark red hair, but when he met Sarah a month ago, the girl's hair was light red. The color of this hair changes from one to another, does she particularly like to dye her hair?

"Where did she go?"

"This, this," the subordinates were a little hesitant, "because the color of the hair is not quite right, I didn't pay attention to it just now, and I couldn't find ...... in a blink of an eye."

"A bunch of rubbish!"

Levi was eager to beat his men up right away, and he gave the order with an indisputable roar.

"Find her for me right away! I'll send someone now, and if I can't find it, you'll all bring me up!" ”

"Yes!"

*****

Yesterday I received a decent tip, and the motivation for the waiter's work kept coming up. It's just 7 o'clock, he has sorted out his work clothes, and he is full of energy to go to the service desk and press the alarm button in a room.

He pressed it several times, but there was no customer response from the speaker. Usually he only needs to press a few times to complete the task, but after all, he has to take a more thorough service after receiving a tip from a customer.

The waiter came to the door and knocked politely three times, waiting for the customer's response. But no one spoke, and he knocked three more times.

"Mr. Raymond, are you awake?"

He might have to knock for a little longer, because the customers in the house were already out of the house.