In a quiet cemetery somewhere in Los Angeles, a man in an overcoat and a round gentleman's hat looked at the tombstone in front of him, his eyes showing sadness.

He stood for a long time before he squatted down, took out a notebook with an ink pen from his arms, and crossed out the names on it one by one, and murmured sadly:

"Silly sister, you have had a big temper since you were a child.

When you were a child, you broke your leg and gritted your teeth, unwilling to cry in front of outsiders.

When I get a call from you and hear you crying, I know something happened to you.

I rushed from Vietnam overnight, but it was still too late.

I didn't even see you for the last time.

Silly sister, why don't you wait for my brother"

The voice fell.

The dozen or so names on the book were all crossed out by horizontal lines that were getting heavier and heavier.

The man took out a lighter and lit the ledger.

Flames rise.

The cold wind of late autumn howled, sweeping away the black ash and hovering over the tombstone, which did not dissipate for a long time.

It wasn't until the flame was extinguished that the man took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, lit it and took a deep breath, and then laughed at himself:

"Silly sister, I have killed all the people who hurt you, but I feel uncomfortable, the son does not teach, the father and the son have been, since I have lost you, there is no need for the family members of those beasts to live.

And those of your classmates.

When you go out, I keep reminding you to stay away from your compatriots, stay away from your compatriots, you just don't believe it.

Never mind.

You are a temperamental person, and my brother will not talk about you anymore.

My brother knew that you would agree to go to that party, and it was because those classmates were jealous that you were rich, that you were beautiful, that you were popular, that they slandered you, slandered you, and you were upset, so you fell for that little white face.

You can't get angry, go to your fellow villagers for help, go to teachers for help, go to the embassy for help

It didn't work.

Those people think that if they stand on the moral high ground, they can say some ugly things at will, and they think that if they slander and trample on the dignity of their compatriots in front of those white-skinned pigs, those white-skinned pigs will accept them.

These brutes are also the murderers of you.

Silly sister, don't worry.

That little white face is estimated to have come down to be a cow and a horse for you.

My brother will immediately teach the rest of the beasts how to behave, let them know what trouble comes from their mouths, and let them come down together to apologize to you."

Heavy boots crush the still smoking cigarette holder.

The man turned, swung his trench coat against the wind, and strode into the depths of the quiet paths of the cemetery.

The other side.

After more than forty minutes by car.

Dean and Lawrence, also asking for directions according to the address, finally arrived in the community where the Eden Consulting office is located.

The environment along the way was unexpected by the two.

Generally speaking, the neighborhood near the university town is often more lively, which will drive the nearby food, housing rental, second-hand market and so on.

It looks very desolate.

"It's too remote here, I didn't see a few people along the way, and if I hadn't seen a street sign when I came in, I would have thought we were in the wrong place."

Because there was a sign at the intersection prohibiting outside traffic, Lawrence complained and got out of the car.

Dean followed and got out of the car.

He closed the car door, looked around the dilapidated streets nearby, and nodded approvingly: "Daisy's information is still a little inaccurate, something should have happened here that caused most of the people to move away." ”

When Lawrence heard this, he denied: "Dean, although this place looks a little shabby, the streets are still clean, and there are no traces of that hastily leaving, is it possible that a construction company has taken a fancy to this place, so it was bought and planned to transform this place into an apartment community for those wealthy students to live here?" ”

His speculation is well-founded.

Many leasing companies like to contract second-hand rentals of houses near schools.

As for Dean's assertion of the incident, Lawrence disagrees.

In his opinion, if something happened near the university, it would be difficult not to arouse the ideas of the newspapers and media in Los Angeles, but he had not heard of anything big happening here, and when he came, he did not see a police car or military personnel guarded by people, so he thought Dean's guess was problematic.

Dean shook his head: "The cost and risk are too high, no one will do this kind of stupid business, and there is no trace of the construction team here, and if you look at the dust accumulated in those buildings, there should be no one to live and take care of it for at least a month, otherwise we can at least see the little raccoons wandering." ”

"Little Raccoon"

Lawrence immediately remembered the figures of the garbage guys, and there was a sudden look in his eyes.

No wonder Dean says it's been a while since people moved here.

It's a suburb of Los Angeles County, and if it's crowded, it's not uncommon to see little raccoons roaming the streets, rummaging through garbage, drilling into sewers, stealing chickens and dogs, and bullying kittens.

There is not a single one to be seen here, apparently because the streets of this neighborhood have been abandoned for some time.

Construction crews are also a problem.

They walked all the way, not to mention seeing the people and cars of the construction team, except for the wind, they didn't even hear a loud movement, obviously his guess was also problematic.

But if so.

What happened to this community to become like this?

The two had a brief discussion, and they both felt the weirdness in it.

"Forget it, let's follow the house number and find the consulting company first."

Dean waved his hand, and the two walked all the way into the community, finally stopping in front of a small six-story building.

The small building is not a façade, but a row of garages.

According to information found by Daisy, Eden Consulting, similar to a leather bag company, is registered in a garage.

There are many such small companies in the United States.

According to the garage number.

Dean and Lawrence, after a few minutes, finally found the Eden office.

It is said to be an office, but it is actually a small garage with a gate less than three meters wide and no more than two meters high.

The garage's roller shutter door was closed, and the curved surface was covered with dust sticking to it, and there was a small sign hanging on the side, which was also full of dust, and even the letters were obscured, and the name of the Garden of Eden could barely be recognized.

It looks like it's the same as its surroundings, and no one has been here for a long time.

Lawrence stepped forward, wiped the thick dust on the roller shutter door, shook his head, turned his head to look at Dean behind him, and frowned: "Dean, it seems that they should have moved away, we need to let Daisy find out what's going on here." ”

Dean nodded.

He was also a little curious about the situation here.

"Lawrence, you call Daisy and ask her to check the situation in this community, as for the new address of Eden Consulting Company, the legal person of Eden Consulting Company is a student of the school, call the school directly to ask, they should be able to provide useful information."

Lawrence nodded, took out his phone, and called Daisy, explaining to her what was going on.

Hang up.

The two of them returned to the circuit, until they left the community area, and the surrounding area finally began to be inhabited, and it was no longer desolate as before.

Walk through several neighborhoods.

The two finally arrived at one of the gates of the campus.

Perhaps today is the weekend, there are many students coming in and out of the school gate, and through the cracks in the railings covered with vines, you can also see many students picnicking on the lawn of the school, talking and laughing, showing their youthful vitality.

Lawrence stepped forward with his ID on his card and explained the situation to the doorman.

Dean squatted on the side of the road and saw a schoolgirl walking with her head down, so he stopped her and asked about the previous neighborhood.

The girl is a four-eyed girl with a book under her arm.

She raised her head, and after seeing the appearance of the person who stopped her, her eyes lit up, and she said enthusiastically: "Do you mean that small community a few kilometers away, I know why it is abandoned!" ”

"Abandoned?"

Dean raised his voice: "You mean, that neighborhood was abandoned?" ”

The four-eyed girl nodded: "It's almost, anyway, except for some people who have nowhere to go, everyone has moved away, and even people from the nearby community have moved away." ”

"What's going on there?"

Dean saw that the four-eyed girl seemed to know something, and hurriedly asked.

The four-eyed girl smiled shyly at Dean and stretched out her white palm: "The school has issued a notice before, not to discuss what happened there, I am a good student, you"

Syllable~

A few 20-face dollars slapped on the palms of the four-eyed school girl.

Seeing that the benefits were in hand, the four-eyed girl smiled, and when she took back the dozens of dollars, she stabbed Dean's palm with her little finger dishonestly before continuing:

"Everything.

Gas leaks, aging houses

Others say that it was because someone there had done some dangerous experiment, and there was an accident.

Anyway, it was locked down for two days at that time, and some classmates were curious and wanted to go over to check the situation at night, but they were all arrested and punished by the school.

I know some of the insiders.

But this is what my good girlfriend, good friend, and good classmate told me, as a good student with principles and bottom lines, I promised her not to say it to a third person."

With that, Four-Eyed stopped talking, but just looked at Dean expectantly.

Dean rolled his eyes.

Through the lenses of the four-eyed girl.

He didn't see the clarity and stupidity unique to college students, he only saw a few naked big words: You have to add money!

Hell yes.

It was the first time that Dean had met the opposite sex in front of him, who was not a man and wanted money.

He could only continue to take out a few banknotes, and said angrily: "Are these enough for your bottom line and principles to become more flexible?" ”

The afterimage of the brush flashed.

Dean felt a breeze blow through his fingertips, and the banknote in his hand had changed its position and appeared on the hand of the four-eyed girl.

He couldn't help but be shocked.

What a fast hand speed!

This four-eyed girl's hand speed in the face of money is probably faster than Daisy's keyboard speed in the face of the temptation of snacks.

The four-eyed girl quickly stuffed the money into her pocket with her hands and feet, and reluctantly said: "It's a little less, but seeing how handsome you look, it should be used as an eye-catching fee." ”

She glanced around, and saw that there were only a few female students looking at this side with envy and jealousy in the distance, so she lowered her voice with confidence:

"I had a classmate who used to live in that neighborhood with her boyfriend, and she secretly told me that there were a lot of people in chemical protective suits who went in that day, but she was at a loss for what happened there, and she only knew that many people had been taken away."

"Chemical suits?" Dean's eyes were micro: "When exactly?" ”

"It's been forty or fifty days."

The four-eyed girl is quite professional, collects money to do things, and does not sell it anymore, and tells all the information she knows:

"They stayed for two days and then all left.

After that, the news about that community became more and more outrageous, and some reporters received the news, but they didn't know why it didn't make it to the newspapers and TV.

The school also issued a gag order not to let us talk too much, lest the rumors cause panic.

Many people in that community were affected by various rumors and moved out in fear.

Most of the students who didn't move away were some cheap students, but they were at school most of the time, so they didn't usually see anyone, and they only went back at night.

Afterwards, many people from the neighborhood and students from the school went on adventures in that neighborhood, but they didn't find anything interesting, and after a week or two, no one cared about it. ”

Dean listened, thought for a moment, and wanted to ask something.

Lawrence trotted over with a note: "Dean, I'm going to the new address of that company, let's go." ”

Looked at.

Dean could only take out a business card from his pocket and hand it to the four-eyed girl in front of him: "I'm quite interested in what's going on there, if you hear anything new about there, you can call me." ”

"Paid?"

"Hmm."

Dean nodded, got into the car, and left.

In fact, when he heard the Four Eyes Girl say that there are still students living in the community, his interest in the area decreased a lot.

But it's a little bit of money.

It's just to satisfy your curiosity.

The other side.

After Daisy answered Lawrence's call, she looked at the snacks in her hands and felt that they didn't smell good.

He actually gave Dean an outdated address?

Isn't this a silent mockery of her business abilities!

Without saying a word, Daisy turned on the computer lock screen, and after pressing her fingers a few times, she began to use the network authority of the police detective bureau to collect all the information that the community could find.

This investigation really made her find a lot of inconspicuous information.

For example, some similar student forum websites discuss the discussion of that community, and all kinds of comments and speeches.

The most common is the vocabulary about people in protective clothing entering the community at night.

Daisy realized that this might be a key message.

She followed these personnel IPs who spoke the vocabulary of protective clothing, and invaded one by one.

This invasion.

Daisy immediately noticed something strange.

She found that these people's computers were actually installed with monitoring programs.

Daisy was shocked and immediately withdrew from the invasion, cleaning up the traces of her visit.

She realizes that there is a big secret hidden here!

"The old lady doesn't believe it!"

Daisy vaguely guessed something, but instead of being afraid, her curiosity was aroused.

She began to look up IP one by one, and once she encountered a computer with a monitoring program, she immediately quit, and if she didn't, she turned it upside down.

Eventually, she found a piece of useful information.

It appeared to be a diary document hidden on the computer by some neighborhood homeowner.

A fish that slipped through the net?

With intense curiosity, Daisy clicked on the journal file.

Owe 12,000 updates.

I owe a birthday to the night.

(End of chapter)