Hawkins Police Department.

A one-story building with a Star-Spangled Banner on the outside, similar to a slightly larger house, is not at all imposing.

Hope got out of the car and called Dean to escort the two drunk men across the narrow corridor less than five meters from the front desk, and entered the police station hall and office area, where black and white men in police uniforms were sitting in chairs and playing poker leisurely, and the white people even crossed their legs on the desk, so comfortable.

Dean was a little speechless, are the police in the country town so idle?

"Tom, Nick, come over here and greet these two bunnies and sober them up." Hope handed over the prisoners to blacks and whites, "this time for a week." ”

"Who is this handsome little 'detective'?" The operator's aunt wearing thick glasses at the front desk took off the cigarette butt in Hope's mouth and threw it into the ashtray, smiling and looking at Dean in a big black trench coat, "It looks like a very raw face, don't you introduce it to everyone?" ”

"Paqui's nephew, a good young man with good skills." Hope handed Dean a cup of coffee and a doughnut, and slapped his hands hard to get everyone's attention, well, there were less than ten Hawkins Police Department employees combined.

"Big guy, in the next few days, I have to stay in the Hawkins Library for a while, and the affairs of the bureau will be handed over to Nick for the time being, don't bother me if you don't have anything important!"

"Dear director, you're not going to take leave to pick up girls, are you?" The black man laughed and scolded,

"Is this jealousy? If your tigress agrees, I'll take you too! ”

Hope replied, then drank a cup of Flo coffee before leaving the police station with Dean and rushing to the Hawkins Town Library.

At the entrance desk sat a delicate-looking and petite lady with glasses with snow chains on her face.

"Hi Marisa."

Hope took off his hat and nodded at the woman,

"Why is it so early today? I've got a few hours left before I get off work, so you'll have to wait a little longer. ”

The woman put her hands on her cheeks, and her eyes were full of affection,

Hope's face stiffened when he heard this,

"I'm not here to date you today... I'm going to look it up. ”

A hint of resentment flashed behind Marisa's glasses,

"Is there a time conflict between waiting for me at the library and asking me out after work and looking up materials at the library?"

"No conflict?" Hope said in a cautious tone, uncertainly.

Marissa crossed her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes, "That smart sheriff, can't you say that you are here to ask me out and make me happy?" ”

“……”

Dean couldn't help but glance at Sheriff Hope more, this guy has a really low EQ.

The administrator finally relieved herself after complaining a few words of incomprehension.

"Do you have a newspaper here?" Hope opened his mouth as if he had been pardoned,

"We have the New York Times, the Washington Post, all the big newspapers." Marissa led the two of them to the bookshelf in the corner and introduced, "We organized them by year and topic, and the reading room also has corresponding miniature plain films. ”

"Okay, I want all the coverage of these two newspapers in the next twenty years." Hope said,

"Aren't you busy, and you still have time to read the newspaper."

Hope began to give orders in the event of an occupational illness,

"What I'm doing is very important, go find the newspaper!"

The woman's lips moved twice, her head tilted, and her eyes overflowed with complaints, but the sheriff's unquestioning look made her swallow all the words in her stomach.

Turning around and walking to another bookshelf to get to work.

"You're serious, Hope," Dean couldn't help but admire, "Marissa is your date, not your subordinate. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you're in charge of the Washington Post, I'm in charge of the New York Times, hurry up and get to work." Hope pulls open the drawer and takes out the camera-like miniature film, which is no more than 10 centimeters long and wide, and places it under a device as cumbersome as a television, and the front of the screen presents all kinds of cumbersome information that can be clearly understood by the human eye after the zoom of the miniature plainfilm.

Dean began to read according to Hope's instructions, but the selection of thousands of newspapers was boring and cumbersome.

Several people cooperated, buried themselves in the search, and found nothing for two days.

Every night, Dean leaves the library and continues to spy on Hawkins Labs and the Surians.

On the morning of the third day, Dean returned to the library door and found Hope on the table on the right side by the blinds, with oily hair and skin on his face, a tired look, with faint dark circles under his eyes, and a strong smell of sweat under his police uniform.

"Spent the night in the library? Fight better than me! Dean suddenly had a deeper understanding of this sheriff, took out a burger and intimately delivered it to his mouth,

"I told you, I owe you five thousand dollars, and I will definitely help you find Tai Rui!" Hope turned to look at Di'an, his bloodshot eyes filled with excitement, "I had a hunch last night that I would succeed immediately, and the result was as expected... Ahem... You start by looking at this newspaper. Hope pointed to the screen in front of him,

Dean glanced at the center of the screen, and the English title - the mind control experiment was exposed.

"The Hawkins lab recruited a large number of volunteers to conduct mind-frenching mind control experiments, and the physical and mental health of the subjects was greatly affected, and some even went insane, but the lab refused to take responsibility."

"The actions of the Hawkins Lab have completely betrayed the trust of the American people..."

Dean stared at him, mind control experiment?

He thought about it carefully, what Martin Brenner, who was in a silver-haired suit, did to "11" not be the so-called PUA, mind control?

But the New York Times was published in May 1962, nearly 20 years ago, so long, the experiment continued, but the number of experimenters was reduced from a large number to "11" people?

Underneath the newspaper there are also photos of several lab workers, most of them wearing white coats.

The man standing in the C position has neat and neat short white hair, a black suit, a straight back, a stereotypical smile on his face, and a shrewd gaze like a businessman.

"Dr. Martin Brenner," Hope said the name of the white-haired man in the center, "the leader of the Hawkins Labs research team." ”

Dean nodded quietly,

"But I don't understand, what does this have to do with Tyree?"

"Get ready... Not... Here's the highlight," Hope swallowed half of a burger, his pupils lit up, and pushed another miniature flat film under the viewing glass:

Dr. Martin Brenner was brought to court –

The eye-catching title catches Dean's eye,

May 1972

Senior researcher Dr. Martin Brenner and seven other researchers are involved in a special research project, but they hide the great risks that exist in the experiment... Brenner's team, along with the Department of Energy, boarded the circuit...

Hope continued to push the miniature plain film, and pointed to a passage in the article:

In court, a woman who participated in the Hawkins experiment, Tyreen Ives, filed severe charges against Brenner's research team, claiming that the research team falsified her miscarriage records and kidnapped her newborn daughter, Jane Ives, for heart-wrenching human experiments.

Below this description is a photograph of a woman in her thirties, very intellectual-looking, with long dark blond hair, wearing a fashionable shirt and women's suit pants, but looking a little nervous and haggard.

……

Wadefa!

In an instant, a stream of cool air rushed from the tail vertebrae to Tianling Gai'er!

Goosebumps visibly appeared on Dean's neck—

Tyree Ives, whom he was looking for, had a relationship with the Hawkins Labs, which he had been secretly spying on.

And this woman has not only participated in the Hawkins Lab project, but also sued the lab!

It didn't take much effort to get it!

At this point, the system vibrates.

The progress of "Bloodline" jumped from four percent to five percent.

Dean took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement, new doubts welling up in his heart.

His parents, Lena and Bright, ordinary two people, why are they with a Hawkins Lab project participant, Tyree?

……

"This poor mother who took the lab to court is the Terry you're looking for, right?" Hope looked up at Dean's expression,

"Yes, that's her." Dean looked at the sheriff, the sheriff had a melancholy expression on his face, and a trace of sadness condensed in his eyes, as if he remembered some past encounters, and was particularly sympathetic to this woman,

"Do you believe her accusations?" Dean asked,

"Of course, the Hawkins Lab has a lot of money and a deep background, and in the United States, powerful people, companies, and organizations can do anything bad." Hope leaned back against the chair and wrapped his hands around the back of his neck with emotion,

"I didn't see that our Sheriff Hope had such a sense of justice." Dean said heartily, glancing at the lady administrator stretching out at the front desk of the library, "No wonder it's so popular with women in town?" ”

"Don't put a top hat on me, back to the point. Tyreen Ives was involved in the secret project of the Hawkins Labs, and her identity is very sensitive, so her personal information is 100% tightly sealed by the forces behind the lab. "It's only been so long that my old friend hasn't been able to find a single piece of information about her." ”

Dean nodded.

"So how do we find people?"

"You're in luck." Hope replaced the last miniature film, and the mutilated corner of the report was only briefly explained that Tyri Ives's charges were invalidated, and then she was taken home by her sister Betsy to care for her because of her mental abnormality.

"We can't find Tyri Ives, but we can start with her sister Betsy." Hope looked at Dean with blazing eyes and shook a note, "And Becky's address, I asked a friend to find out last night, in the town next door to Hawkins, Tyree probably lives with her." ”

"Well done! Hope! Five thousand dollars were not lent to you in vain! Dean excitedly punched the sheriff in the chest, "Without further ado, let's go!"

Hope put on his cowboy hat and began to put the miniature back into the cabinet, then gave Dean a look and walked to the library door.

"Where are you going? I'm done checking the information, my date? The caretaker trotted up with the corner of her skirt and pulled Hope, the resentment in her eyes was so thick that Dean was uncomfortable. I did you a great favor, and you just patted your ass and left? ”

"Sorry, time is pressing, it's too late to date today, I'll compensate you next time." Hope just smiled apologetically, and without waiting for the woman to answer, turned away in style.

Real men.

Dean gave the sheriff a thumbs up,

"Next time, next time, next time," the woman complained frantically, "get out, there's no next time, the old lady won't be with you." ”

But her suicidal remarks failed to win the man's heart, and Chevrolet and Blanco went one after the other, leaving her with a ruthless and cold back.

Falk Squid!

The administrator lady gave her middle finger up from afar...

(End of chapter)