screenwriter mystery

Chapter 154 Under the Tree
bang bang—

Click, click!
He ran to the corner, turned around and fired a few shots at the stiff missing persons.

Accompanied by a clicking sound, Detective Zhou looked down at the pistol after shooting himself, and his silent expression changed a bit.

"Damn!"

Cursing in a low voice, he raised his fist to meet the missing person who rushed forward without hesitation.

……

On the other side, there was Agent Zhou's cover.

Amanda finally came to the window of the wooden house. She looked at the window and looked back at Spike's direction. She gritted her teeth and slammed into the window glass.

The moment Amanda hit the glass, on stage, Jamie, who had been singing nursery rhymes with Spike, twisted his neck, turned 180 degrees and looked behind him, aiming at Amanda's direction, opening and closing his mouth. The limbs and fingers twisted into a ball, shaking crazily.

"...Meeny..."

Just at this time, Spike in front of him once again stretched out his finger to point at him.

At this moment, Spike's entire arm has already shown a wooden texture, and the joints of his fingers have begun to appear ball-like connections, but the expression on his face still has that confident smile, looking at the restless man in front of him. Jamie, signaled the other party to continue the unfinished 'game'.

……

Crackling!

With a series of bangs, the glass of the wooden house was smashed.

Bang!
Amanda broke through the window and fell heavily on the grass outside the wooden house. The sharp shards of glass cut through her clothes and left bloodstains on her body.

Climbing up from the ground with the glass shards all over the floor, Amanda shook her head, and the violent impact caused her brain to be a little confused.

Turning her head to look at the broken window of the wooden house behind her, she seemed to see a black shadow flashing past the window in a trance, stretching out her arm and grabbing at her.

At this moment, the silver-white necklace around her neck suddenly shone with a faint light.

……

"Mom, where are you?"

"Mother?"

In the middle of the night, the little girl opened her eyes, looked at the empty place beside the bed, and couldn't help crying out.

She rubbed her eyes, came out of the bedroom, and kept calling for her mother.

Shouting all the way to the living room, the girl saw that the mother she was looking for was sitting in the living room.

Covering his mouth and trembling, he hung up the phone in his hand.

"Mother?"

"What's wrong, why are you crying?"

Looking at the tears flowing from the current eye sockets, the girl asked with a ignorant expression.

Hearing her daughter's cry, the mother quickly reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stepped forward to hug her ignorant daughter tightly.

"Amanda..."

……

Jingle Bell!
In the ears, the rapid ringing of the bell made Amanda open her eyes.

Looking up at the broken window of the wooden house, it was empty, as if everything she saw just now was just her illusion.

Reaching out to take out the mobile phone in her pocket, Amanda looked at the name of the caller displayed on the screen and connected the call.

"Head..."

Immediately afterwards, Angela's familiar voice rang from the other end of the phone.

"Before Spike took action, I asked me to investigate Mary Xiao's information, and found that the horror nursery rhymes circulating on the Internet were not true at all. In reality, Mary Xiao did not die. She died of a gas poisoning accident 20 years ago. She was hospitalized and was later transferred to a nursing home. According to recent data, Mary Shaw was hospitalized because of a cold this year. This information is clearly recorded in the nursing home's archives. That is to say, the video The ones that were recruited in the soul-calling ceremony were not Mary Shaw's dead souls at all..."

The information Angela brought was obviously beyond Amanda's expectations.

While listening to Angela's report on the phone, she looked back at the wooden house behind her where gunfire sounded from time to time.

If all the information Angela found is true, then who is BSI facing at the moment.

It's just that, obviously, it's not the time to think about this issue.

After hastily hanging up Angela's phone, Amanda supported her bruised body and swept across the gloomy and dilapidated yard in front of her.

Soon his eyes fell on the dead tree in the center of the yard.

"Something under the tree."

He muttered and repeated what Spike had said to himself.

Amanda staggered to the dead tree, and regardless of her injuries, she reached out and dug frantically under the tree.

Under the tree, Amanda dug vigorously regardless of her bloody fingers, but the result she got was a drop in the bucket.

After realizing that the soil that could be dug out with her hands was limited, she immediately found a decayed plank nearby and dug it under the tree.

Click!

However, there was a crisp crackling sound.

The rotten board in her hand couldn't bear the strength in her hand at all, and broke in response.

Seeing that time is getting more and more urgent, every second of delay on my side may put BSI, Spike and others in the wooden house into crisis.

But Amanda couldn't do anything about it. She vaguely felt that it shouldn't be like this, but the thoughts and memories in her mind were extremely chaotic, and she couldn't think of any useful solution at the moment.

"Sir?"

At this moment, a questioning voice sounded from behind.

Amanda turned her head and saw the New York City police officers who were working with BSI, and asked tentatively.

"Is there anything we can help with?"

According to Amanda's order, they have been waiting outside silently since they arrived at the wooden house.

However, the constant gunshots from the direction of the wooden house made them suffer until they saw Amanda break out of the window glass from the wooden house, and then came to the tree and started digging, and finally they could not continue to execute the waiting order.

Looking at these New York City policemen, the originally chaotic thoughts in Amanda's mind suddenly woke up again.

She shook her head, regained her resolute appearance, covered the wound on her body and said, "Of course, the fact is that you came at the right time."

With the assistance of these New York City police officers, Amanda's futile action finally made progress.

Under the excavation of everyone, soon one by one potholes under the tree appeared in Amanda's eyes.

As the excavation continued, when a pit beside the tree was dug to a depth of about one meter, the removed iron railing in the hands of one of the New York policemen touched a hard object, making a "dang" sound .

At first, the police who dug up the hard object thought it was another rock this time.

However, after pushing the limit around, the New York policeman who dug out realized from the touch of the railing in his hand that what he dug this time was obviously not as simple as a stone.

"Discovery!"

As he shouted, the people around gathered over one after another. Under Amanda's watchful eyes, they pushed away the floating dirt on the surface, and what appeared was a black cloth bag. Although they didn't know what was inside the bag. What, but the surrounding police were still digging hard, and finally dug up the soil around the bag.

Then they looked at each other, and finally Amanda stepped forward and pulled the bag away.

Opening the bag, accompanied by a pungent rotten smell, what appeared inside was a deformed corpse that had already rotted and could not be seen. Next to the rotten corpse, a rough and damaged puppet was lying there quietly. .

(End of this chapter)