Together, we went to the place where Purity had been, a high-end apartment near Central Park.

The apartment is directly opposite the NYPD's workplace, and ironically, the FBI and CIA who appear in the movie are brightly dressed and beautiful, but the reality is that there are all kinds of new scams and bad practices right under their noses.

The innocent room has not yet reached the end of the lease time, and it is still empty, perhaps it should be fortunate that he paid the rent early, otherwise it may be more difficult for him to survive and sleep on the park bench.

We entered the room, which was already covered in a thin layer of dust.

I flipped around like a bandit, "I want to find out if there's any clue about that woman, flip through the photo album or log on to his Facebook page to try, maybe he hasn't used it again." ”

The demon nodded and turned on a desktop, which seemed to coincide with my thoughts. "I studied all his social accounts, including Facebook and Instagram, hoping to gain something, the black password may take a while, I am responsible for the mental work, and you are responsible for the physical work."

After saying that, he put on a mask and threw one to me, "The room is gray, and my lungs are not good, but you can bring one too." ”

I nodded, put my mask over my face, and started rummaging around, feeling like a pervert.

Empty cabinets in the kitchen, empty refrigerators, and empty trash cans, in one word, are all at a glance.

The bathrooms are also visible at a glance.

There are a lot of things in the bedroom, but I rummaged through the wardrobe and the corner of the bed, and I couldn't find anything else except cigarette butts on the ground.

In the end, I found a crumpled photo under the sofa in the living room, the purity in the photo is still so handsome, he is holding a woman in his arms, very beautiful, with curly long hair and a very literary temperament, different from the small freshness of those Internet celebrities, there is a very wonderful temperament jumping out.

The picture of her face has probably been touched by her fingers many times, and it is already a little blurry, but it does not prevent me from recognizing the facial features, which are exactly the same as the woman in my dreams.

On the back of the photo, there is a beautiful line of lettering in floral font, Te Amo.

Latin, I love you.

There were a few years when it was popular to write I love you in various Chinese languages, and Latin was very high and short, so I remember.

Unexpectedly, I didn't expect purity to have such a pure side. But thinking that he was deceived like this by a woman, he was angry when he thought about it, and at this moment, the demon spirit also found out.

The pure ID is called cloud, which corresponds to the cloud in his name, but his account is mostly closed.

In all the closed accounts, you can turn out photos of this woman, there are not many, but each one is very beautiful and very life-like.

There is a hidden photo album called Maybe Marry Maggie, which has various brands of diamond rings, wedding dresses, and even quotations for wedding shops, as well as the addresses of various churches in Europe, which shows that purity is very serious.

The more this happens, the angrier I get.

The picture was in my hands like that woman, almost shattered.

In the name of renting a house, we knocked on the door of the room that Maggie had rented before.

The door was opened by a boy with a few freckles, who looked a little scared, but very friendly, a local international student, and coincidentally, he was also a Chinese. Apparently stayed here after Maggie.

I showed him a picture of Maggie, "Do you know this girl?" ”

He took a closer look at the photo, "I recognize, she's my second landlord, and she rented the house to me a month ago." She said that she was only going to rent it for three months, but then she rented it for a year, but because of some things, she sublet it to me with half a year left, and rented it to me at a much cheaper price, but there are some things she wants to put with me. I'm all piled up in that room. ”

I couldn't help frowning after hearing this, according to what Purity said, and the time of his return, he should have returned to China last month, when there was still half a year before his rent expired, and the day when this woman rented out the room was the time when Purity left.

It's nothing in itself, but she originally rented it for three months and extended it to a year, I don't know why.

But none of this matters, in fact, after stepping into the room, I smelled a faint fragrance, which should belong to this woman, and this is what I want.

Leaving the home of this foreign student, I said very cautiously to the demon spirit, "I'm going to find that woman to come out, and the soldiers will be divided into two ways?" ”

The demon took off his mask and shook the photo on his phone at me, "Maybe I can find it faster than you." ”

Personally, I like to fight with demons, and he seems to enjoy it.

It was so quiet that I waited until night, and I suddenly realized that my wait was a little redundant, and the city had just changed from daylight to light at night, and it was still so bright that it was blinding, but the way I wandered the streets and sniffed with my nose all the time was no longer noticeable.

Miraculously, I followed this woman's vague aura all the way to Brooklyn, a writhing poor area, where law and order were chaotic and full of vicious people of all stripes.

I stopped in front of a dilapidated old house.

The cracks are sealed with the glass windows, which shows the family's financial constraints.

When I knocked on the door, I could hear a thin trill in the crisp sound of the wooden panels—there was probably a sealing tape attached to the inside of the door panel, and there was a very imperceptible noise.

$100,000 in exchange for such a poor living condition?

The sound of a washing machine running and the boiling of liquid in a pot came from inside the door, and the woman asked alertly outside through the door panel, "Ho's there?" ”

I replied to her in English, "If you don't open the door, I'll kick it smash." When the time comes, you can just use the sealing tape as the door. ”

Bullying a woman doesn't make me happy, but this woman is a different story.

She opened the door, and her eyebrows and eyes were still beautiful after removing her makeup, but they were not so amazing. Or maybe she was too haggard, and the whole person was shrouded in a state of poor spirits, with a faint anger, "Please come in." ”

I entered the door and took a casual look, the house was unusually simple, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a house with four walls.

In the kitchen, there were several sets of notched cups and plates, and she was cooking borscht in a very old aluminum pot, and there was a plate next to the shelf with half of a sliced baguette and the other half wrapped in brown paper on the table.

Apparently this was her dinner.

"This is your home? Or maybe you've cheated on someone else? I couldn't help but taunt.

The woman frowned, "You and that gentleman's tone and speech are quite similar, the difference is that he kicked and smashed the door, and you just threatened." ”

I followed her words and looked over to see a man sitting on the couch, dressed in a loose T-shirt, wearing some silver chains on his hands, a hippop outfit, somewhat subtle from his slender body.

The demon spirit sat on the couch and greeted me, "Hey, I kicked the door." ”

He grinned, looking like the little ruffians outside.