Francis dropped me off at the archives and left, and before he left, he told me that he was waiting for him after work, and that he was going out with me for a good drink, and I said it was all right, and I had a treat.

There were three people in the entire archives, a young white man, and a black uncle in his fifties.

"Hello, my name is Meng." I followed the two of them to say hello, after all, if we want to work together in the future, we should get to know each other first.

"Hello, my name is Rogge." The white man shook my hand warmly, but the black uncle seemed to have a hard time talking and ignored us.

"His name is Davos, he is a veteran police officer who is about to retire, and when he was on a mission with his partner a while ago, his partner was killed, so he was transferred to the archives, probably because he wanted him to retire early." Rogge whispered to me.

Rogge is a man under thirty years old, and he came in just like me through connections, and only Davos is a police officer, and he is also the nominal director of the archives, my boss and Rogge.

Since the archives room was newly established recently, the archives inside were very messy, and these files were all moved from the old archives, and they were not sorted during transportation, so they were thrown to us in such a mess.

And our task is to be responsible for sorting out these files, I covered my forehead and looked at the large boxes of files in front of me, there are tens of thousands of copies, and this is only a part of them, and other files will be sent in the future.

Well, let's get to work, Rogge and I began to look through the files one by one, there are many types of files, murder, fraud, criminal, ****, drugs, smuggling, arms, gangsters, etc., a total of more than a dozen types.

We need to look through the contents of the files one by one, and then divide them into the corresponding categories, so that it is more convenient to turn over the files in the future.

Davos is an old fritter, he directs me and Rogge to work, but he is reading the newspaper on the side, but we dare not be angry, who makes the family a supervisor, we are just temporary workers, if he is in a bad mood and has reported to the boss, we still have to clean up the bed and get out?

In this way, I spent the afternoon in a state of confusion, my mind was full of those cases, and from time to time I could scratch a few photos of the murder scene, and I was uncomfortable looking at it, after all, the cases recorded in the archives were very detailed, especially the homigre, and there were also photos.

After work, I wanted to go to Francis for a drink, but he told me to make an appointment another day and work overtime today because they had been investigating the drug trafficking of the hip-hop gang recently.

I frowned slightly, isn't there a shadow of the mafia behind the hip-hop gang, and the actual controller of the mafia is likely to be the Devil's Garden, I guess Francis and their department are mostly busy in vain, and the forces of the Devil's Garden are likely to have infiltrated the US government, and such enemy forces are really strong and terrifying.

Since Francis worked overtime, let's talk about it another day, I walked back to the apartment, but after returning to the apartment, I found that Elena was gone, and I didn't know where she went, I didn't care at first, but I waited until it was dark at night, and this girl hadn't come back yet, which made me suspicious, she couldn't have gone out for so long and not come back, and it was even more impossible to say goodbye, did something happen to her?

Just as I was about to go out to find her, I suddenly noticed a note under the crack in the door, and I frowned and took it in my hand, with a few short lines written on it.

"She's in our hands, if we want her to live, rush to the Rose Bowl Stadium right away, Andrew respects." After reading this note, I can no longer suppress the anger in my heart, and the killing intent in my heart is even stronger, Andrew, there is a way in heaven, you don't go to hell, there is no door, you break in, I didn't kill you last time It's already my greatest mercy, don't blame me for being ruthless this time, since you want to find death, then I will fulfill you.

The Rose Bowl Stadium is a dedicated venue for major league baseball games, not far from my apartment, I arrived there ten minutes later, because the season has long ended, so basically no baseball league can be seen during these months, and the Rose Bowl Stadium is also idle, and now it is ten o'clock at night, and the stadium is pitch black.

I saw that there was no one around, so I jumped over the wall, and when I jumped in, the lights in the stadium suddenly turned on, and the whole stadium was like daylight.

I saw Elena, who was tied to a stake and her mouth was gagged, and she was whining and crying when she saw me, and I didn't know what she wanted to tell me.

Just as I was about to get close to her, a large net suddenly fell from the sky and locked me firmly in it, I wanted to break free, but I don't know what material this net is, it is very strong, no matter how hard I try, I can't tear it open.

"Hehehe, let's meet again, Oriental Boy." Andrew walked out with a sneer, and the young werewolf followed him like a shadow.

"You're looking for death." I said in a cold voice.

"Yes, I'm just looking for death, but this time you died first, I admit that I underestimated you last time, this time, you can go on the road with peace of mind." Andrew sneered.

"Andrew, you're such a stupid guy that you need my help against a kid who hasn't grown any hair?" In the darkness came a tall man, dressed in the traditional costume of the Old Indians, wearing a colorful feather hat and a red and blue dye painted on his face.

"Moses, don't underestimate this kid, he's very strong." Andrew said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, at least I haven't seen it yet." The Indian man's name was Moses, and he appeared to be a witcher as well.

"I'm also a witcher now, and Elena is my monster hunter, you have already violated the rules of the Witcher Association by doing this, aren't you afraid of punishment?" I squinted my eyes and said.

"Bullshit, we're going to kill you secretly, who knows?" Andrew smirked.

"Andrew, hurry up, remember, after this time, I will pay off your favor." Moses said in a deep voice.

"No problem." Andrew grinned and took out a short hunt and aimed it at me.

"Go to God." Andrew didn't show any mercy and shot me directly.

"Don't." Elena finally spat out the cotton cloth tied to her mouth and shouted loudly.

"Die." Andrei's facial features were distorted, and he pulled the trigger almost frantically, shooting me twice in quick succession.