You have destroyed a Ghost, Mastery +1, Combat lv2 (136→137/200).

Dean watched as Tygen Fran's soul shattered into pieces, retracted his slab, and turned his gaze to the bright sky outside the window,

The soul interrogation verified that the guy wasn't lying.

But alas, yesterday, the trio searched the streets and parking lots of the Las Vegas Lake District along the place of residence of the mysterious guest revealed by Tegan, and did not even find a shadow of the DR-4539's off-road vehicle.

The lake area is really not small, if you look for it randomly, it is difficult to find clues in a short period of time with the strength of just three people.

Dean sighed, left the house, and got into the car on the side of the road.

Paqui was leaning on the passenger seat and closing his eyes to recuperate, while Rust was quietly looking out the window, his eyes bloodshot and his face flushed, tired and excited.

After shooting that scum, his original immature temperament faded, and the whole person suddenly became a lot more mature and stable.

"Finished taking a shower?" "How about we kidnap Scarface's boss, the owner of Casino Royale?" He definitely knows more of the inside scoop on the mystery guest! ”

"Ahem... How can it be that simple? Paqui turned his head and glanced at Rust in surprise, he was a high school student who had just killed someone not long ago, and now he was striding directly to kidnap for the second time, was it too much of a stimulus for him?

"The casino owner is not a little minion like Tegen, there must be several bodyguards around him, kidnapping him, the risk is at least ten times greater, if we are not careful, we will have to bury ourselves in it."

"The owner of the casino doesn't know the information of the mysterious guest," Dean has already asked the answer from Tygen's soul, "Let's go back to LVPD first, I've been asking for clues a few days ago, and if I don't go suddenly today, it may arouse suspicion, and I still have to pretend." ”

"I'll ask Holden to help find the license plate number."

……

LVPD equipment room.

Dean and Rust bought a large bag of hearty breakfasts as usual, and asked pretendly,

"Have you found Scarface's whereabouts?"

Carl shook his head regretfully,

"I don't think Scarface is a native of Las Vegas."

Dean scrutinized his face to make sure he wasn't lying, but he was sure that someone else in the LVPD was covering up for Tygan.

"To get back to the point," said Carr, "two new messages, one good and one bad, which one to listen to first?" ”

"Bad news."

"This is surveillance footage from the patrol..."Holden, who had been staring at the TV screen, turned around and hooked his hand at the two of them, with two faint black bags hanging under his eyes, making him look several years older.

A parking lot appears on the screen, along with the familiar F-150.

"The patrol found Grace's car at a gas station in California... Stopped there for more than forty-eight hours, but there was no one in the car, and Grace's whereabouts were unknown. ”

Dean nodded, which was consistent with what they had learned from Tygan last night, that Grace was picked up by a mysterious guest in another car.

"So, this video proves that Grace has entered California, and this has become a cross-state case, and the LVPD can only use that process that is more complex than quantum mechanics to apply to the FBI for assistance?"

"It's a pity, but that's all it takes."

"The good news is... Grace made a brief stop at a gas station before she disappeared. Holden changed a surveillance footage from the parking lot outside the gas station to the gas station store.

Grace is standing in front of a row of shelves picking out merchandise.

"Pay attention to the door of the store..."

A man wearing a black hooded sweatshirt with a mask on his mouth and covering his entire face, including his hair, entered the store.

Walked straight to the row of shelves behind Grace.

Dean unconsciously approached the screen.

The two arms of this guy with a hidden head and tail were very muscular, and the sweatshirt could not hide the sturdy outline, which did not match his well-proportioned figure.

"There's something wrong with the second person who came in."

"You can see it. He stayed behind Grace for a full minute. ”

Holden pressed the pause, pointing his finger at Grace's face in the frame,

The image flows again, and three pairs of eyes vaguely see Grace's lips open and closed.

Grace was back-to-back with the hooded man.

Dean originally just came to LVPD to deal with it casually, but he didn't expect to have an unexpected surprise, this sneaky hooded man is most likely the mysterious guest who asked Grace to go out on an appointment.

Holden pressed the fast-forward button, and the screen jumped a few times, and the hooded man and Grace walked out of the surveillance range from the west side of the parking lot one after the other until they were nowhere to be seen.

……

"Don't be so discouraged, two." Carl patted the burger residue on his hand and comforted, "At least we know the height and size of the suspect, we can ask the police brothers in California to help first." ”

Dean smiled reluctantly, this clue didn't help them quickly find the DR-4539's off-road vehicle.

"There's more to the clues." Holden chewed on the hot dog and suddenly smiled incomprehensibly, "Look closely at this hooded man, he contains a lot of information. ”

"About five feet eleven inches tall, medium build, unusually thick arms?" The two of them stared at the image on the screen,

"Details! The first joint of the middle finger of his left hand. ”

"Like a band-aid, bandage? What does this mean, a finger injury? Rust looked at Holden with a confused expression, and Dean touched his knuckles in deep thought.

Holden didn't answer, letting the scene continue, then paused again.

The man's right hand on the screen picked up a small item and looked at it, and the three of them could just see the palm and fingertips of his right hand.

"Notice the first segment of his right index finger."

"Deep, thick calluses." Dean speculated, "The calluses on the index finger of the right hand and the wound on the knuckle of the left hand are related to the work that the suspect was doing?" ”

"That's right."

Holden smiled approvingly, "The back of the fingers of the left hand can't hurt the average person, but when the chef cuts the ingredients, he may cut this piece of meat." ”

Dean and Rust looked at each other, and suddenly,

The calluses on the first section of the index finger of the right hand are a symbol of professional chefs, holding a kitchen knife, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, stirring, and repeating these actions over time, the fingers will grind out blisters at first, and when the blisters are gone, calluses will slowly occur. In addition, this guy's arms are particularly thick, which is beyond the corresponding dimensions of his size. He uses his hands a lot at work. ”

Holden's tone paused, and his eyes with dark circles shone with confidence,

"All these details add up, and I'm 90% sure... He is a skilled chef and is not only proficient in Western food. ”

Dean and Rust looked at each other, their expressions a little more excited.

This mysterious guest is actually a chef?

This means that he is most likely working for a restaurant, and this important piece of information narrowed down their search in the Las Vegas Lake District.

Next, it's time for them to search for all the restaurants in the area!

The progress of the survey jumped to 65 percent!

Dean gave Holden a thumbs up, "An ordinary surveillance video can analyze so much hidden information. ”

"When you're older and more experienced, you'll be able to see it."

"Ahem," Karl comforted in a slightly embarrassed voice, touching the smooth Mediterranean Sea, "two, the clue is almost in front of you. ”

"As you can see, because of the rules of the bureau and the pressure of manpower, we can't get to California. But Holden and I will continue to gather clues locally. ”

"Thanks, you helped me a lot."

"Don't be so sensitive, boy."

"Rust, be strong, your life hasn't started yet."

"I understand, but Grace must be alive!"

……

After a while, when he went to the bathroom, Dean took the opportunity to quietly hand the license plate number to Holden and asked him to help find it privately.

Then he left the LVPD and returned to the car to share his harvest with Paqui.

"It's not all rubbish, either." A hint of surprise flashed in Paqui's eyes, "Let's go, go find a restaurant in the Lake District." ”

……

The Las Vegas Lake District, built around a man-made lake on the shores of Lake Mead, is less bustling than the strip, but it's a vibrant resort with a country club vibe.

Most of them are villas and residential areas.

This time, after the three of them drove all the way to the Lake District, they bought a yellow page, and according to the addresses of various hotels and restaurants recorded on it... Start checking them one by one.

The trio drove along the food court, looking for the black off-road vehicle DR-4539.

Occasionally, Dean also entered the building, using God's perspective to scout for the presence of staff members with similar physical characteristics to the hooded and masked man in the morning surveillance video.

……

But from more than 9 o'clock in the morning until 3 o'clock in the afternoon, more than 60 houses were investigated, and all suspicions were ruled out.

"How many are left?" Rust looked at the dim sky with some despair, and he shrunk his shoulders as the cold wind blew outside the window.

"Thirty-five." Dean closed the yellow pages and looked at Paqui, "Are all the restaurants in this yellow pages?" ”

"Not necessarily, some have not been registered. Hurry up and try to find your target before dark. ”

……

The light in the sky is getting dimmer.

The car walked all the way through the lakeside street, the path between the buildings, and visited 32 shops.

As they continued on their way, Bronco suddenly slowed down.

"What's wrong, man?"

"Next to that house!" Dean pointed to a black SUV under a palm tree behind the street guardrail.

“DR-4359！ Fako, it's it that took Grace! Rust screamed excitedly, and immediately covered his mouth.

Next to the car, there was a single-family building with several floors, located in a remote and uninhabited area, and no other buildings could be seen within a few hundred meters of the building - the building's dark glass doors and windows were so closed that the interior decoration was not clear.

Two bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses stood guard the doorway, they were tall, lean, and grim-faced, apparently professionally trained in military affairs.

"Is this a restaurant?"

"Well, Red Dragon Club, that's what it says." Paqui looked at the yellow pages, "But it doesn't seem to be open to the public." ”

Dean frowned, and with a glance of God's perspective, the two bodyguards were equipped with two guns under their black suits, and cameras were installed above their heads.

What impressed him even more was.

In the center of the two cameras, a signboard is hung, with red lines depicting a lifelike dragon, covered in rouge-like red scales, and its eyes glittering like rubies, and it stands up and vibrates its wings, and its neck growls, as if it wants to fly out of this background, spitting flames and burning the world to ashes.

And on its curved and hovering dragon horns is engraved its name - Dragon Rougue (Red Dragon)

Pure black gates, red dragons, blood-like scales.

Dean was in a trance for a moment, and he had a strong sense of déjà vu.

Overhead letters Dagon Rougue, DR, Red Dragon.

Where did he see it?

The brain is racing.

Dean held his breath, and a golden invitation flashed in the air in front of him, a golden invitation of unknown meaning that he had found in the safe of Hunter Layton Stone's family!

The pattern and letters on the invitation are exactly the same as at the entrance of this building!

It turns out that the corresponding location is here!

Progress jumped to 70 percent!

What is the connection between this Red Dragons club and Leighton Stone?

Dean thought of a nightmarish possibility, turned pale, and shook his head again.

When he tortured the souls of Layton Stone's family, the family was sure that there were no other hunters in Las Vegas.

So it shouldn't be.

"Man, what's wrong with you, you look terrible."

Rust glanced back at him, and then at the black building with a fighting face, where Paqui was talking to the doorman.

"I'm wondering how to get in." Dean sighed.

……

"Can't get in." Paqui returned to the car, "I confirmed, this is a private club, it is not open to the public, only members and invitees are allowed to enter. ”

"Member?" Rust Curious,

"Only those who have some kind of identity token, invitation, invitation, or membership card can enter the event." "There's going to be an event tonight, and we have to plan and sneak in carefully," Paqui said. ”

When Dean heard this, he looked at the description of the incident again, and asked that he must bring Rust with him to find the answer, he felt a deep malice, but he had to speak,

"What if I have an invitation?"

(End of chapter)