"Watt Japfark! What's going on? Shocked and dismayed, Smith stepped forward, crouched down and fumbled through the pile of clothes for a while, and sure enough, he found a headquarters satellite phone.

"Unless it's urgent, it's absolutely impossible to drop this, it's probably really hanging." Smith touched his chin and unceremoniously put the satellite phone in his pocket, "Take it, if you can go back alive, it will be a small credit, and it will add up to a lot." ”

Smith was optimistic for a while, and then his face became sad again.

"Even a ruthless person like Chris is hanging here, how can I live...... By the way, isn't there still a woman in there? ”

Smith thought left and right, and felt that he could only go to Anna for a meeting now.

"But I don't even know what she looks like, she is masked every time, how can I find her?"

No matter how you think about it, Smith can't come up with a good idea.

He simply stepped aside and slammed to the ground.

"Forget it, lie flat, if there is rescue, you will be saved, and if there is no rescue, you will pull a few handfuls."

Smith is really out of line, he simply can't have the courage to move forward, and he can't get out.

What can I do, I can only lie flat.

…………

Somewhere in town.

In an airtight room.

Andres hung upside down from the ceiling, his eyes closed.

The silver-tipped staff was held in his arms.

Suddenly, Andres opened his eyes.

The godless eyes suddenly regained a hint of brilliance.

"It's good, the puzzle completes a big piece, and everything is as the parchment says."

After saying this, Andres suddenly became blank again, as if hypnotized, slowly closed his eyes again, and continued to hang upside down.

Despite this, he still wore that elaborate tuxedo and a high hat on top of his head, but none of these things drooped with gravity.

…………

"Stopped? How did all these people come back? ”

Before Anna could explore the town hall any further, she suddenly noticed in the mirror that the people who had besieged Chris had gone back.

"Killed so quickly? It's so watery......"

Now Anna is extremely skeptical of the capabilities of Interpol's North American headquarters.

The fact that the two tricksters were lying down in a row was almost secondary, and it was really hard to believe that this organization could handle supernatural events.

This is really Anna's wronging the North American headquarters.

If Chris hadn't met the "help" of his colleague Smith, he would really not have died.

However, the group was slow to move, and Anna still had time.

She followed the floor index and went directly to the largest room, which was the mayor's office.

Gently pushed the door open, and sure enough, there was no one inside.

Everyone should have left the building and gone to join in the fun.

The furnishings of the office are also very rudimentary, there were no computers or anything like that in those days, and the letterhead paper was still yellowed.

Because of the long-term use of ink and old-fashioned typewriters, there are still some ink stains on the office desk that cannot be erased.

Anna tapped lightly on the table, the reason why she wanted to come to the town hall to explore was also based on a previous guess.

Now that Andres has no time to get the whole town up and running, it's only natural that there will be bugs.

But bugs don't provide useful information intuitively.

And what is the most useful information?

Apparently the text.

In the whole town, only the town hall has the most words.

Only in the mayor's office will the important texts of the whole town be gathered.

If Andres can't even maintain the normal life of the most basic townspeople, then the pile of written materials in the mayor's office will probably have problems.

Normally, if the paranormal cane spontaneously caused the paranormal event, it created a scene from the 1920s.

Most of the materials in the mayor's office are also some written materials from the 1920s, all kinds of meaningless reports, and even stationery application forms and the like, which are useless anyway.

But if Andres is still consciously trying to control what is happening, then the written material here is a big problem.

He couldn't really transcend the ages to simulate a bunch of paper with completely realistic information.

But if all the papers in the mayor's office are blank, then all this is too fake.

For example, in the house before, even if you boiled a bunch of fingers of unknown origin, don't you have to eat?

The town is bound to maintain a semblance of normalcy.

In this case, it is very likely that these texts show some information related to Andres himself.

Anna circled the table, carefully flipping through each page on it.

"Application Form for Salary Payment of Police in the Central Town"

Annual Road Maintenance Bills for Downtown Towns

"Speech at the Campaign Rally"

"Plan for Holding a New Year's Ball"

A Letter from the Great Magician Andres

Well?

Anna quickly picked up the letter, the envelope had been opened, she directly took out the letter inside, and began to read:

"Dear Mayor Darwin: I'm Little Andres, and I'm now a world-famous and successful magician, and I'm sure you've heard of me on the radio and in the newspapers. Next month I'm going to go back to my hometown and give me one of the best magic shows in the history of mankind where I grew up, and I ask for your approval. ”

If it weren't for Anna's very good control of her body, she would have vomited on the spot by now.

"It's disgusting narcissism...... Anna still has goosebumps all over her body and dances in discomfort, "even a disguised letter has to boast about herself like this......"

She casually threw the letter to the ground.

With superhuman eyesight, she was able to navigate through every page at a very fast speed.

Speech at the New Year's Rally

The paper caught Anna's attention.

Just by glancing, she saw several words for "magic".

This is the mayor's holiday speech, and it is impossible to do magic so many times, it is too child's play, unless he doesn't want to do it.

Anna picked up the speech, and sure enough, the bug was found.

"Good evening, friends of the citizens, welcome Abba Abba Abba ......"

It's not that the manuscript is being written blindly, but that the unimportant content is all that Anna muttered and skipped over.

She placed her finger on the speech and slid it along the lines:

"Abba Aba...... As we all know, my dream is to become a magician, but no matter how hard I try, I can't learn even the simplest magic, my classmates laugh at me every day, play tricks on me, and my parents force me to give up my dream and go to work in the factory. But I didn't want to go to the factory, I heard that Uncle Sam's son had his leg burned off after a few months in the factory, and the capitalists still didn't pay the money, saying that it was not a work injury, and that they couldn't afford to hire a lawyer to fight a lawsuit......"