Dean realizes that someone is secretly erasing the fact that people are frequently missing here.

It's not a big town though.

He doesn't trust the inhabitants and doesn't know anything about it.

"First find a way to find a local resident and understand the situation.."

Like what.. The phone number on the business card given by the bartender before!

Although Dean is sure that the person on the other end of the phone is a liar, since the other party has teamed up with the bartender to defraud outsiders who are looking for people, he may know something about the disappearance of tourists.

Come to think of it.

Dean glanced around and saw that there were no suspicious people watching nearby, and then walked back in the direction of the hotel.

Return to the hotel.

Chestonn had woken up too.

He was at the restaurant on the first floor of the hotel, enjoying the free breakfast buffet.

"How's it taste?"

Dean walked over to Chesston and sat down.

See it's Dean.

Chesston hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth: "It's okay, but Agent Dean, there is a strange thing, when I got up, I found the hotel waiter, cleaning the room across from us, and there was a salute inside. ”

Dean's eyebrows furrowed when he heard this.

This kind of thing generally only occurs to travelers who have not paid for a long time.

Could it be that the people in the room opposite them... Missing?

"I've made some discoveries, too..."

Dean lowered his voice and told Cheston about his discoveries and speculations.

After listening to Dean's narration, Cheston's eyes widened: "Agent Dean, you mean that the people here are deliberately hiding the disappearance of tourists?" ”

Dean nodded: "I'm not sure if the local police department, the government, or the locals are involved, but if we want to find out the hidden truth, I'm afraid we won't be able to rely on the local authorities this time." ”

...

Finish eating early.

Dean and Cheston are split between two lanes.

Chesston was in charge of finding a waiter and inquiring about the visitors in the opposite room.

Dean was in charge of contacting the bartender with the phone number on his business card.

The business card has been lost though.

But he remembered the number.

The two agreed to exchange text messages every half an hour to report their respective locations, so as to avoid a situation where one party loses contact and the other party knows nothing.

Cheston Brown, act first.

On the pretext of looking for a local guide, he accosted the waiter who was in charge of cleaning the house.

Looked at.

Dean also went to the corner of the hotel and called the suspected fraudster.

The first call.

It didn't get through.

Wait a moment.

Dean dialed that number a second time.

This time the call finally came through.

On the other end of the phone, a drunken woman's voice came: "Hello, this is..."

Pause for a moment.

He continued: "This is Ademar Rescue, how can I help you?" ”

Dean: "..."

The woman on the other end of the phone paused, couldn't it be to see the name of the rescue team?

So unprofessional, is there really a fool who will be fooled?

Dean rolled his eyes and said in a somewhat hesitant tone: "Hello, that's the case, my relatives are missing nearby, and the bartender at the xx bar gave you your contact information, saying that you can help, can you really help me?" ”

"Of course, we in Ademar Rescue are a professional team, if you need help, you can come..."

After the drunk woman reported an address, she hung up the phone directly.

Dean got the address, said hello to Chesstonn, and left the hotel in casual clothes.

In order to prevent being searched.

He also stowed the gun into subspace.

Now he has a subspace, not only can he turn into a gun empty-handed, but the subspace also contains several excited bullets, ignited Molotov cocktails, and bursting tear gas... And so on, there is also a beast-like early warning of danger, as long as it is not suppressed by multiple heavy firepower from a distance, the general danger is basically not threatening him.

The other side.

A woman put down the phone in her hand, flicked the cigarette ash on her hand, and smiled behind her: "Stefan, Wade, get ready, another big fat pig is coming to the door, remember, this time it's Admar rescue, rescue!" Don't step on the horse and hang the wrong sign again! ”

This voice was the woman who answered Dean's call just now, but it lacked the drunken posture on the phone.

That's just a way to screen fat pigs.

If the person who asks for help, in the face of such an unprofessional appearance of a woman, dares to choose to come to the door for help, either he is stupid, or he is six gods without a master and desperate, no matter what it is, it is very suitable to start!

If the other person doesn't come, that's okay.

As long as the other party makes this call, it means that the other party has this need.

For such people.

After the temptation, they have a follow-up!

It's a pity that this group of people doesn't know that sometimes, what falls into the trap is not necessarily a fat pig that can be slaughtered, or it may be a cannibal tiger who will be calculated!

...

The town wasn't big either.

According to the address.

Dean drove to a grove outside the town, and by the stream outside the grove, he saw a small Dutch windmill workshop, near the path, with a crooked sign.

The sign bears the name of the Ademar Rescue Team.

But...

Dean tugged at the corners of his mouth.

The soil under the brand is all new.

The other party looks down on his IQ like this?

It took less than ten minutes to insert this sign...

Hard!

Dean fist hard!

He parked the car outside the lane, got out of the car, put on a cigarette, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the other party's number.

This time, it was a quick connection.

After Dean says he's arrived.

A white guy with a scruffy beard who looked to be in his twenties opened the door to the mill and beckoned to Dean.

"Dean?"

The white guy enthusiastically welcomed Dean into the run-and-tumble looking mill.

Dean frowned as he surveyed the environment, "Yes, but are you sure you can help me, it doesn't look like a good place to work." ”

It looks in disrepair, and the air smells of rotting wood and animal droppings, raising suspicions that it was actually used to raise poultry.

The guy shrugged his shoulders and said something thought-provoking: "Because this place is tattered and inconspicuous enough, we can be a light in the darkness, not swallowed by the darkness!" ”

After speaking.

He beckoned to Dean and motioned for Dean to follow him upstairs.

Crunch~

The decaying wooden staircase is a great concern that stepping on it will cause it to collapse.

Dean was muscular and looked well-proportioned, but in fact his weight had risen to two hundred and twenty pounds, and when he stepped on the wooden stairs, he clearly felt the stairs sinking down, and he was a little overwhelmed.

But the bad thing didn't happen.

Dean followed Wade, a young white man, up to the second floor without incident.

It's just as shabby, but it seems to have been renovated, by the window, there are rows of computers, a man and a woman are concentrating on the keyboard, against the wall, there are sofas and coffee tables, and there are a few folding chairs in the corner, it seems that these two men and a woman usually sleep in this cramped and simple room.

"Jenny, Stefan, let go of the work at hand, the client is here."

Wade slapped his face, interrupting the work of the two companions.

Jenny and Stefan don't look very old.

Wade seems to be the head of the house.

Under his organization, four people sat around the coffee table and sat on the sofa.

Wade poured Dean a glass of water, "Alright, Mr. Dean, you can tell us about your situation." ”

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Under the gaze of the three of them, Dean picked up the water glass, took a sip, and began to tell.

It was probably his younger brother Thompson, who traveled with his companions, but soon after entering the mountains, he lost contact with his companions.

"Mr. Dean, you mean that the missing person is your brother and your brother's companion, two people?"

After listening to Dean's account, Wade and the three looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

"Is there something wrong?"

Dean tilted his head slightly, his face full of sincerity, but he didn't know where he was exposed.

"It's not wrong, it's just..."

Wade beckoned to Jenny beside him.

Jenny got up, took out a heavy notebook from the pile of messy lines, and placed it in front of Dean.

Dean looked at him, slightly surprised.

On the top of the notebook, there is the internal website page of the local town police station!

What's going on?

Aren't these three guys liars?

Wade, who was on the side, slowly stood up and explained: "Mr. Dean, after receiving your call, we entered the police station page of several nearby towns and searched for the latest missing person, which shows that in the past month, only one couple has disappeared in our town, and the person who reported it is the front desk of the xx hotel, and the time of the report is yesterday, you seem to be lying?" ”

Between words.

Another young man, Stefan, who had not spoken, had already put his hand to his waist and looked at Dean with an unkind look.

Dean turned a blind eye to Stefan's threatening moves.

He tilted his head: "So, you're not actually fraudsters?" ”

This strange reaction caused Wade to be uneasy.

He lunged at Dean as he shouted, "Stefan, do it!" ”

The next moment.

A slender palm, the last hair came first, grabbing his collar with precision.

Wade only felt an irresistible force acting on his body in mid-air, and his vision swirled, followed by Jenny's exclamation and Stefan's scream, pouring into his ears...

Carrying Wade, he smashed Stefan who wanted to pull out a gun with one hand.

Dean slowly got up, walked up to the screaming Jenny, pinched her mouth, and whispered in her ear, "Shhhhh ”

Jenny wanted to run away, but was watched by Dean, and for some reason, her legs didn't obey at all, so she could only nod her head tremblingly and say in a crying voice, "What do you want to do?" ”

...

Three men and women with their hands tied knelt in a row.

Dean played with the stun gun drawn from Stefan's waist in his hand, pondered for a moment, and raised his head: "So, you are really doing business, but you are hiding here because of danger?" ”

"Yes!" Wade hung his head and said: "We are basically doing some illegal business on the Internet, so we got the office location to this abandoned barn, as for the local people, just to help the tourists here, and make a little quick money by the way." ”

"Tell me about the missing eucalyptus nearby!"

Dean was noncommittal about Wade's claims.

"Can you let us go?"

The three of them looked at Dean pitifully.

Dean waved the stun gun in his hand: "Of course, after all, I am a good person, I came to you, I didn't even bring a gun, in fact, if you didn't attack me first, I wouldn't have done it at all." ”

The three of them thought about it carefully.

There seems to be nothing wrong with this.

Wade resigned:

"Well, actually, from a few years ago, in the nearby town, there have been frequent cases of tourists going missing.

At first, the various towns also spent a lot of manpower to search, but to no avail, those who disappeared seemed to evaporate, and various rumors appeared, causing the town's business to be affected.

This made the residents who relied on tourists to make money have an opinion, and slowly, with everyone's acquiescence, the residents began to hide this kind of thing spontaneously. ”

"Won't the families of the missing come to me?

Wouldn't tourists who know these things spread the word? ”

Wade's argument is untenable.

How do you know, the corners of Wade's mouth showed mockery:

"It's true, but those who are missing, before they disappeared, no one took the initiative to call for help and call the police, there is no record, and the families of those missing people can't blame the police station, under the tacit understanding of key locals, what can those people do?

At most, they make a police record at the police station, and after a period of time without results, they can only leave helplessly.

There are also special people in the town who erase the missing person notices posted by those people and the posts on the Internet, so in the past few years, only the locals know that there is an unknown existence of cannibalism hidden in the mountains! ”

So that's how it was...

Wade and his people have hacking methods, often hacking into the web pages of nearby police stations, and what they say has a high degree of credibility.

Dean was thoughtful, and then showed the same mocking expression: "Then you said before that you were in the business of finding people to help those poor tourists?" ”

Wade's face froze.

Jenny, who was on the side, looked up angrily and said, "At least we will really help search for relevant information and give their families some psychological comfort, so that they don't waste time here."

You must know that many people who are missing do not report or call for help before they go missing, and they basically wait for the relatives of the missing person to come over, or the hotel finds that the person is missing, and then they know that the person is missing.

Therefore, after the families of those missing people came over, they didn't know anything, and those who had not experienced that kind of psychological torture could not have imagined it at all.

Their lives could be in danger if they make a disturbance in the town.

We charge some fees, what's wrong? ”

Dean smiled coldly: "That's such a nice thing to say, in fact, your existence should be to act to dissuade those who are looking for people, and by the way, to help eliminate the bad remarks on the Internet about the surrounding towns!" ”

When he looked up the comments on the nearby Internet before, he thought it was strange.

After all, normal people, if their relatives and friends are missing here, in addition to posting missing notices in reality and asking the police for help, they will inevitably seek help on the Internet and in some chat rooms where they travel together.

It turned out that there was no information at all.

This indicates that there are specialized people working on this information.

And the three people in front of them will hack themselves, and it should be this Jenny who answered the phone before, deliberately pretending to be drunk and unprofessional.

Now it seems that it is also to screen customers, let customers take the initiative to send them to the door, act to squeeze out money, and brainwash them by the way, so that they do not have enough energy and economy to find the missing!

Really.

After Dean said this.

Two men and one woman bowed their heads silently.

Obviously, they were right by Dean!

However, Dean was not interested in their actions.

He threw the stun gun in his hand on the coffee table and asked one last question: "Since you are in charge of this business, you should also know some about the missing, I need a little useful information, otherwise, I promise, your most energetic ten years will be spent in prison!" ”

said.

Dean took out his detective card and revealed his identity.

The loss of freedom is undoubtedly a big threat to these three young people who are only in their twenties and have not enjoyed enough.

Wade looked at the detective card in Dean's hand, his face pale: "We really don't know why those people are missing, we only know that they all lost contact after entering the mountains, really, there is a list of missing people and information we found in the computer, I swear, we didn't lie to you!" ”

According to the confessions of the three people.

Dean quickly got a list of more than 270 missing people!

This amount is far more terrifying than what the FBI found!

On the FBI side, it was only found that in the past few years, more than 50 people have disappeared nearby.

In a few nearby towns, there are more than 270 people registered.

And that's just the records that can be found.

On the American side, many people live relatively alone!

The number of missing persons who have not been recorded is probably many, much higher than that.

...

I really can't squeeze out more information.

Dean took the list and wondered what to do with the three unlucky ones.

These three people only have a stun gun to defend themselves, talk and behave, and they don't have the kind of malice that murderers have unique to murderers, at most they can be regarded as doing something wrong, so they won't die.

But letting them go, it's also easy to expose their own existence.

When the time comes.

The police stations and residents of the surrounding towns would make unwise moves, which Dean did not want to think about.

In the face of collective interests, the so-called law is bullshit.

I'm afraid this is this eucalyptus, the most troublesome place!

Just as Dean was struggling.

Airplanes~

The phone in his pocket vibrates.

Dean took it out and looked at it, and saw that it was a text message from Cheston Horn.

There was only a short sentence on it: "Help!" ”