In the early morning, the warm morning light penetrates into the living room.

"Dean? You're back so soon, have you found Carly? ”

The petite girl in pajamas flew up to Dean in surprise and grabbed his hand, and the three throwing knives hovering behind her also pierced into the dartboard on the wall of the hall with excitement.

"Not yet, it's going to take a few days," Dean pushed the milk and bread in front of Jane, and poured the freshly fried eggs into her plate, "Are you used to staying at Becky's house?" ”

"It's pretty much the same as at home, training, watching cartoons, but Aunt Betsy's cooking is delicious." Jane took a sip of milk, and the corners of her mouth were dyed snow-white, "By the way, after a few mental exchanges with Tyree, I feel that her state is slowly recovering, and yesterday she was able to move the little finger of her left hand. ”

Dean was surprised, "Congratulations, Jane, it's a miracle between mother and daughter, if you spend more time with her, she may be able to speak one day." ”

"Uh-huh."

"But you should also be safe and watch out for other supernatural things..."Dean gave Jane a little more science about the dangers of the law of convergence...

Hearing this, the other party's tense little face nodded again and again.

"Ahem, little one, hurry up, it's time to take you to Betsy's house." The sheriff walked out of the bedroom with his hat on, his face shiny and his eyes bloodshot, obviously entangled in the matter of the Prison and not sleeping well all night.

"You're coming too?"

"We have something to do at hand, and we're going to see you when we're done."

"Well, don't keep me waiting."

……

After breakfast, Dean and Hope drove Jane away and rushed to the Hawkins police station.

"Good morning, big guy." Hope said hello and went to the corner and poured two cups of steaming coffee, one for Dean.

"Damn, Director, you look so bad, you won't spend a day in a bar yesterday on vacation." The black man laughed and scolded,

"What are you drinking, I've been keeping an eye on the new cases in the bureau, have you found the residence of that bastard Reynolds?" Hope sipped his coffee and swept his gaze majestically over Tom and Nick and the few police officers.

Tom straightened his cowboy hat and stood up,

"I stayed up all night yesterday to visit the neighbors on Elm Street, and finally found out that Reynolds had rented a house at 18 Elm Street two months ago and had been living in it all the time, and that the old black Ford Mercury Jaguar parked in front of No. 18 belonged to him. But there was no warrant, and we didn't have time to do it yet. ”

Dean frowned, he had already scanned all the houses on Elm Street and found nothing unusual.

"I'll settle the search warrant, get ready to go," Hope put down the empty coffee cup, then grabbed a brown paper bag containing a hamburger and looked at the detention room with a fierce look, "Now, I'll meet that hard bone for a moment." ”

As he spoke, Hope walked into the detention room in a menacing manner.

"You're the Reynolds who burglarized in Hawkins?"

"Wait, what are you going to do? Ahhh Hmm..."

There were trembling questions, then screams, and muffled wails in the detention room, and everyone's expressions became wonderful, and Dean gave a thumbs up to Director Hope.

Five minutes later, Reynolds, covered in a cold sweat, was lying on the floor of the detention room panting like prawns, while Hope straightened his collar and waved his hand out of the hall, "Let's go!" ”

……

18 Elm Street.

A few police officers wearing white cotton gloves checked the Ford Mercury Jaguar at the door, and the rest changed into shoe covers and entered the room, where they began a carpet search of the two-story building.

But Dean scanned it and found that the house had already been emptied, and the living room, kitchen, and bathroom were basically free of any furniture and appliances. Only the master bedroom had a simple single bed and a few old men's clothes and trousers on the floor next to the bed.

There are also no basements or attics.

The whole house is similar to the clear water house, and there is really nothing to search.

As he expected, a team of police officers kept bringing back fingerprints, shoe prints, and hair samples, but they couldn't find any valid evidence of Catherine's clothing, boots, blood, etc...

Tom clasped his hands on his chest and looked puzzled, "This does not meet the situation I investigated yesterday, the landlord has revealed the basic situation of the house, the furniture and electrical appliances are complete, and the basic bag is ready to move in." ”

"So where did everything go?" Hope rubbed his chin and beard, "Could it be that in two months, this shameless Reynolds has sold his family to the bottom?" ”

Nick nodded, "Since Reynolds can invade Catherine's home, he can also sell other people's belongings disgustingly." ”

Tom said, "But the furniture and electrical appliances in the landlord's mouth are all cheap goods that are old in the past, and they can't be sold for much money, so you can find out with a little asking." ”

"When you're poor enough, you can sell anything." Hope said.

Dean glanced at the empty hall and offered another opinion, "It doesn't have to be sold, Reynolds probably expected that he would be exposed, so he moved the furniture and appliances, and even the items stolen from Catherine's house to another hiding place in advance." That's where the evidence really matters! ”

This sentence landed.

The system shook, and Dean found that the progress of the investigation had jumped to 15 percent.

So, Reynolds has other hiding places!

Hope shook his head, "It doesn't make sense to say that, it makes sense for him to transfer important evidence related to Catherine, what is the reason for the time-consuming and laborious transfer of the landlord's cheap furniture and appliances?" ”

"I don't know, I won't know the answer until I find another place to live."

All three pairs of eyes turned to Tom, and Hope began to give orders,

"In addition to Elm Street, Maple Street, Banyan Street, and the town center also need to be investigated to find another place for Reynolds to live as soon as possible."

Tom's eyes darkened with the sheriff's sharp gaze.

……

"Director, important evidence was found in the car." A young police officer came to the door and handed Hope a driver's license.

Dean leaned over to look at it.

Ryan Reynolds

Las Vegas, Nevada XX

Male, black hair, black eyes,

He is 5 feet 7 inches (1.73 m) tall, weighs 150 pounds, and was born on March 4, 1951.

There are two photos of young men of different sizes between the messages, who look handsome and cynical with a bit of a rich kid, which is completely different from Reynolds's current dick silk temperament, but the facial features are similar to him.

……

"Ryan Reynolds." Nick was surprised, "That guy didn't lie about his name. ”

"I'm right." Dean nodded, looked at the progress of jumping to seventeen percent in the system, and said, "He's from Las Vegas, and he met Catherine over there and chased him all the way to Hawkins. But I didn't expect him to just turn thirty,"

Dean recalled the face in the detention room, full of vicissitudes and aged like forty years old, and he didn't know what he had experienced in the past few years, "Guys, now that we have the exact identity of Reynolds, how about calling Catherine over to see what she can remember." ”

Hope nodded, "Tom, go contact Catherine." ”

“OK”

Hope put away his driver's license, and the young officer handed over another delicate black silk bag found in the car, faintly revealing a hard square outline.

With his gloved hand, Hope slowly took out two thick tomes from the silk bag, and held them firmly for his companions to inspect—

Gold on a black background, exuding a strong historical atmosphere, delicate like a work of art,

In the center of the two book covers are ornate oversized titles covered in gold leaf—Labium, and Spiritus.

At a glance, Dean, Tom, and Hope feel the ultimate luxury, mystery, and historical atmosphere.

Immediately, a deep doubt arose in the bottom of my heart, even a blind person could see that these two books were extremely precious, why did they appear in the Reynolds car full of poverty?

Hope flipped the milky title page and frowned,

"The writing is a bit like the English alphabet, but I can't read it according to English grammar..."

Dean also glanced at it, and saw that there were dots of dark gold bronzing branches on the edge of the title page, simple and elegant, and the center was filled with black densely arranged characters, which were not segmented by punctuation.

He could understand most of the letters separately, but when they were put together, it looked like a book from heaven, and he was confused.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the cold title page full of texture, and immediately felt a texture different from ordinary leather, this translucent milky white parchment paper showed a slightly translucent gradient color against the backdrop of bronzing flowers and black fonts, a sense of historical precipitation, which made Dean very familiar -

He had seen it in Reno, in the prize he had won for his errand for the Van Hersing family, which was an expensive and scarce antique book on calf paper.

The system shook suddenly, and the progress of the investigation jumped to 20 percent!

"It seems that these two antique books have a significant connection with this incident, and the reality of this burglary is more complicated than I thought."

Dean turned to his companion, "Who can read what's written here?" ”

Nick touched his chin and pondered, "I studied literature seriously when I was studying, and I still have some memory, and I can almost be sure that this is classical Latin." ”

"You're an illiterate person who didn't go to college and you know classical Latin?" Hope looked at the black man suspiciously,

"Ahem, when I was young, in order to hold the beauty, I worked poetry, so I was able to successfully catch up with my current wife." The black man said proudly, and said affectionately, "Oh fate, the moon is fickle, and the wax and the void alternate." ”

"Stop! Now is not the time for poetry reading," Dean pointed to the title on the cover, "to be simple, what does that mean?" ”

"How do I know," the black man grinned, "I didn't say it was classical Latin, different from the new version I learned, like a tiger and a cat." I'll only talk to the latter. ”

"Can anyone in the bureau read it?" Dean looked at Hope, who shook his head, "Don't expect a bunch of guys with guns to write you classical love poems. But it wasn't hard to find someone in Hawkins who knew classical Latin. ”

"Where can I find it?"

"Does it matter?" Hope said, "How could Reynolds have two expensive antique books? It is likely that he stole the book from elsewhere, and has nothing to do with the case of Catherine that we investigated, and should be given a lower priority. ”

"No, there's a significant connection." Dean stared into Hope's eyes, "It's my instinct that we have to figure out what these two books have written as soon as possible. ”

Hope looked at his companion who was not giving an inch, and thought of the identity of the other party's superpower, so he nodded and cherished the two books back into the silk bag.

……

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of high heels on the side of the road in front of the door, and Catherine trotted over,

"I'm sorry, I just had a check-up at the town hospital, and I was delayed."

"Lady Catherine? You've come just in time. Hope handed over the driver's license wrapped in the plastic bag, "Our search has made some progress, do you recognize this guy if you take a closer look?" ”

The woman took the plastic bag in her hand, staring at the man's photo and identity information, deep thoughts filled her slender eyebrows, but soon her brows furrowed and she grinned, "Ryan Reynolds!" It turned out to be him! I know this guy! ”

"I knew you had no problem with your memory," Dean asked, "who is he?" ”

Catherine said softly, "He's an employee of a charity kitchen in Las Vegas. ”

Hope and Nick's expressions became subtle when they heard this.

Dean asked, "What is the Charity Kitchen?" ”

Catherine said, "You should all know that in Las Vegas, all over the United States, there are a lot of people from the bottom of society, poor people, or homeless people, who have little income, some have no income, and often go hungry. ”

"There's a charity kitchen in Las Vegas that gives out free food to people who can't afford to eat every week. When I was a reporter on the morning news station, I hosted a charity show and came into contact with the charity kitchen... Impressed by the selfless dedication of the staff, I volunteered at the Charity Kitchen every month for five or six years, even before I quit my job, and worked with other colleagues to give to the homeless, and occasionally made donations. ”

Catherine said uncertainly,

"About two years ago? I once worked with Ryan Reynolds, a kitchen worker with leg problems, and I remember calling him Ryan. ”

After hearing this, the three police officers, Dean, Hope, and Nick, couldn't help but cast admiring glances at Catherine,

"Ma'am, your kindness makes us ashamed."

"Actually, I'm also a little selfish," Catherine shook her head, "Charity is a highlighter career, it is easy to attract the attention of TV and media, as a reporter and host, I need popularity, so I have always insisted on charity." ”

"Exchanging true kindness for popularity, that's beyond reproach." Dean looked at Catherine's beautiful face and said seriously,

The woman purses her lips and smiles,

"Back to the point," Dean said, "So, this Reynolds met you when he was working at the Las Vegas Charity Kitchen, and since then he has been obsessed with you for two years, and he really can't help but do it?" ”

Progress jumped to 22 percent.

Catherine nodded, and sighed again, "I have the impression that those colleagues, including Ryan, are themselves poor people at the bottom, and only after being rescued did they enter the charity kitchen and serve the poor with only a small subsidy. They were all kind-hearted people, and how did they end up like this, tracking me to Hawkins, breaking into my home, stealing my clothes and shoes, and pumping my blood? ”

Nick's face turned serious, "Listen to your description, this Reynolds shouldn't be such a perverted criminal. ”

"Catherine had only met him once, and it was easy to be deceived by first impressions," Hope said. According to me, Reynolds is a pervert at heart, and there is no shortage of criminals in disguised good ways in this world. ”

"There is no point in speculating," Dean analyzed, "to read a person's present, then one must understand his past." Let's investigate Ryan Reynolds's life in Las Vegas. ”

Hope gave a helpless look when he heard this, "Las Vegas is all out of state, and our Hawkins Police Department can't manage such a far place." And in the past, in order to help you find someone, I already owe several favors to my old buddy, and I can't help this time. ”

"Don't bother you," Dean remembered the officers of the Karl team he hadn't seen in a long time, "I have acquaintances at the LVPD, and I ask them for help." ”

……

After the discussion was finished, they handed the two antique books to Catherine for a look.

The woman was instantly attracted by the beautiful artwork, and then gave an ambiguous answer, "The Ryan Reynolds I've seen doesn't like he can own such expensive antique books, but he may have been a rich man before he entered the charity kitchen, and he owned some expensive collections." ”

"Let's go, let's go back to the bureau first and try to pry open that bastard's hard mouth!"

Hope beckoned everyone who had searched the house to get in the car and return together.

Dean summed up today's investigation, and there are three points that can touch the progress change at present-

Ryan Reynolds worked with Catherine at the Las Vegas Charity Kitchen.

He had other hideouts for his evidence.

Two precious antique books are related to the event.

These three clues must be pursued!

(End of chapter)