screenwriter mystery

Chapter 446 Disappearing
Look at the arms sticking out of the trunk.

The expression on Detective Zhou's face changed suddenly. He clearly remembered that when he stuffed the corpse into the suitcase, the other party always went in with his back turned.

That is, unless the corpse in the trunk flips itself over, or turns its shoulders.

Otherwise, the arm would not be able to get out of the gap in the suitcase and block the zipper so well.

"A living corpse."

Looking at the weird scene happening right now, for some reason, Detective Zhou couldn't help but hear what the man had said in his mind.

Perhaps, this corpse is really alive as the other party said.

That's why he spit out the gold coins continuously, and when he was about to close the suitcase, he reached out to stop it.

"No matter what your purpose is, just obediently go back to the suitcase for me now."

Although, he was taken aback by the suddenly outstretched arm of the corpse in the suitcase.

But Agent Week is no ordinary agent after all.

This fright was not enough to scare him. He reached out and grabbed the corpse's arm protruding from the suitcase and stuffed it back into the suitcase. Detective Zhou pulled the remaining zipper to open, and finally opened it completely. off.But Agent Zhou, who was pulling the zipper, didn't see it. At the last moment when he closed the zipper of the suitcase, during the analysis of the opening of the zipper, there was an eye staring at him firmly.

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"What's wrong with me?"

"What's the matter, ran into the corridor so well?"

"Hiss~ My head hurts, who hit me?"

"It's so numb, so numb, why do I feel like I've been electrocuted?"

As the body was put back into the suitcase, the chaotic and frenzied crowd gradually calmed down. One by one, they were covering their injured parts in the fight for gold coins, their eyes were full of blank expressions, and they were obviously concerned about themselves. The process of being bewitched by gold coins, they are a little at a loss at the moment.

……

"I want to check the surveillance video to see who has been hitting me in the face."

The chaos caused by the gold coins gradually dissipated. Standing among the calm crowd, Agent Phil held his face that had turned into a panda, gasped and said unwillingly.

Compared with the ignorant detectives around him, Phil retained some memories before he was bewitched by gold coins, knowing that his injuries were left in the process of snatching gold coins from others.

"Anyone see Joey?"

Standing in the hallway of BSI headquarters, looking at the body being stuffed back into the luggage.

Spike's slightly drooping eyes scanned the crowd in front of him, and suddenly asked Amanda at the side.

"Joy?"

Hearing the question that came out of Spike's mouth suddenly, Amanda was stunned for a moment, and then she glanced at the people in front of her as if she had reacted, and reacted belatedly.

"Didn't he come out with us?"

Frowning and recalling carefully, there is indeed no memory of the fortune teller coming out with them.

"Perhaps in the office."

Regarding the possibility given by Amanda, Spike didn't say anything.

Standing there, his eyes flickered and he thought for a while, then passed by the complaining Agent Phil, and walked straight to where the team's office was.

"..."

come back to the office.

The whole room was empty, without any figure.

Spike walked to the table where the fortune-teller was sitting before and stopped. He saw a picture of a reversed fool lying quietly on the table, as if predicting something to Spike.

……

"So, Carl, why did you come to BSI dragging a suitcase with a dead body in it?"

In the interrogation room, looking at the man in front of her, Amanda asked.

"I told you, the guy in the suitcase told me."

Facing Amanda's interrogation, as the body was stuffed back into the suitcase.

The originally confused consciousness of the man named Carl seemed to have become a little clearer. He frowned and thought for a while before answering to Amanda in an uncertain tone.

For the reply given by Carl, Amanda obviously expected it long ago, which is not much different from the content of his previous conversation with Spike.

"So, Carl, can you tell me where exactly you got this suitcase?"

Opening the information in hand, according to BSI's investigation, the identity of the man in front of him can basically be confirmed.

Carl, once worked in an insurance company.However, not long ago, he was dismissed and lost his job due to the negligence of a certain insurance, and then suffered a divorce. He became one of countless American men who were impoverished and fell into a middle-aged crisis. They have not paid social security for nearly three months, but Just three days ago, the social security arrears were suddenly renewed.

There is no doubt that these expenses used to pay social security come from the gold coins spit out by the corpse in the suitcase.

"..."

"tramp."

Facing Amanda's interrogation, Carl, who was sitting across from her, hesitated a little, and then revealed how he got the suitcase.

"tramp?!"

In the interrogation room, upon hearing the word homeless in Carl's mouth, the expression on Amanda's face suddenly became serious.

At the same time, his fingers subconsciously touched the necklace around his neck.

"This homeless man, could it be..."

Standing in the room next to the interrogation room, upon hearing Carl's answer, Agent Phil touched his aching cheek and grinned.

"Probably."

Standing beside Agent Phil, Agent Zhou nodded.

The archives of the New York clown case flashed through his mind.

Arthur once mentioned that a homeless man gave him the clown mask before he died.At the same time, as he remembered correctly, the necklace on the head's neck also came from that homeless man.

In subsequent investigations, BSI or Amanda herself has been trying to find the trace of this weird homeless man, but there have been no useful clues. Throughout the United States, there are too many homeless homeless men like this. More than that, every bum looks weird.

Finding that mysterious homeless man among the tens of thousands of homeless men is even more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

However, now, Karl in the interrogation room proved that the homeless man they were looking for in the past appeared again.

Moreover, from the corpse that was stuffed into the suitcase and would spit out gold coins, it was also very similar to the style exuded by the tramp in the past.It's all the same, handing over items with supernatural powers to the hands of ordinary people. In the past, the clown mask in Arthur's hand, the necklace on the leader's neck that will erase memory, and the suitcase that can turn pain into gold coins, A corpse that spit out gold coins continuously.

(End of this chapter)