The vest magic changes the earth

Although Allen explained his strange behavior, the person who woke him up still looked at him strangely.

It's similar to how normal people look at mental patients on the side of the road, but it's not easy to remind them directly in sympathy.

Allen had nothing to say, and the more he explained in this situation, the easier it would be for people to misunderstand.What's more, he just stuffed his head into the cabinet in front of everyone.

What he is more worried about now is the abnormality that tempted him at that moment.

Before Xiling Town, he would feel that he had hallucinations, due to excessive mental pressure and the like.But after that night of horror, Allen himself began to pay attention to these mysterious things that cannot be explained by science.

He remembered what Randolph had said, which Randolph had casually brought up while they were chatting and spanking outside of Arkham.

"There are two experiences among the investigators, if you remember them, you may be able to live longer.

First, extreme dangers are often hidden in the most ordinary appearances of life.

Second, the more beautiful and attractive things are, the more dangerous they are. "

Allen stayed away from the cabinet, he thought for a while, and the extreme temptation still made his mind sway.

Such a comparison is perfectly in line with Randolph's experience. According to common sense, he should rush out now and go home directly. The farther away from this place the better.

But Alan stayed on step by step, and began to work with everyone pretending to be.

It's not that I like to die, it's that the money he gave is too much!

As a well-known collector and rich man, Mr. Capet is really generous. He gave a part of the advance payment to the detectives who worked hard on the scene. As long as no one works for this matter, there will be $1000. If anyone finds it in the end, Mr. Capet offered him a commission of $10.

As long as you do things with people today, and then go back and do some research, you can get $1000 for a few trips here.Allen took a deep breath, it was pie in the sky.

It's not that I don't cherish life, it's that I'm really poor...

He tremblingly followed the others, pretending to make some comments, and accompanied by a silly smile.

When it was dusk, the detectives still found nothing.

"There is no one on the monitor. The monitors of the entire villa have been replaced. They have been displaying the content of a certain hour in a loop. There are no traces in the room, the door has not been pried, and the security personnel have seen nothing." The detective who spoke was frustrated. Sighing, "It's really missing."

"We still need to investigate more carefully." A well-known old detective said. He was in his forties, with his hair combed back and wearing a pair of glasses. He looked very capable and smart.

"Use your own channels to investigate when you go back. Is there anyone in the underground black market who is eager to sell any antiques. Also, during the time last night, whether there were any suspicious people in the nearby streets."

"Anyone else want to add? Look, Detective Simmons," he asked.

Allen delivered a smirk of approval.

Everyone looked at him strangely again.

"That's it, let's go first. We will let you know at any time if there is any news." The detectives said to Mr. Capet who accompanied him throughout the journey.

They left the Capet mansion in twos and threes. Seeing that everything was safe and sound so far, Allen's sigh of relief was only now relieved.

He walked out relaxed, thinking how to deal with it, he could get $1000.

Walking through the gate, Allen was patted on the shoulder.

He turned his head and saw a very familiar beautiful face.

The beauty greeted him warmly, "Long time no see, Simmons."

"Hi, Susan." Allen said, this is a well-known female detective in the private detective circle in New York. There are few women working as private detectives. In addition, she is also very hot, so Susan is very special. Become famous.

Allen and she worked briefly together on a project and formed a nice friendship.Of course, at that time, his intentions were not Duo Liang.

Susan gave him a sympathetic look, "Be careful when things happen, it's okay, everything will pass."

"what??"

Susan looked at Allen with eyes that I understand, "I have heard that your situation is not very good recently. It is normal to have a lot of mental stress, so don't be too harsh on yourself."

"No," Allen said. "You may have misunderstood. I poked my head into the cabinet just to have a look. I'm fine, really."

Susan looked at his eyes with more understanding, "It's not normal when you smile at others. That's too silly. It's okay, I know a great psychologist, and he will give you the cheapest price. "

"No need. Thank you, I really have no mental problems." Allen gritted his teeth in his heart and smiled.

Susan glanced at him again, but left anyway.The parting eyes contained not only the anger of hating iron but also the sympathy of looking at the poor stray kittens and puppies by the roadside.

"If you need any help, please come to me. My husband and I will try our best to help you." Susan said finally before leaving.

Allen vomits blood in his heart, you are crazy!

In the end, Allen returned safely to his small office, which is currently his residence.

Allen washed up tiredly and fell asleep.

The momentary extreme temptation received at Villa Capet and the subsequent waiting as if facing an enemy greatly consumed Allen's energy.He soon fell asleep with his head on one side.

In his dream, green dollars fell from the sky.

Allen happily went to pick it up, and then the dollars fell to the ground and turned into black demons one by one, chasing him with their big mouths full of sharp teeth.

"Damn it!" Allen ran quickly.

He ran like this all night in his dream.

When Allen heard the alarm clock and woke up, he found that he was still so poor.

Allen went to wash up briefly. He was going to meet the applicant this morning, and in the afternoon he went to investigate the situation of the ring casually.

He put on his suit again, full of anticipation for the next employees.

At some point, there was a fat cat at the door, wandering slowly by the door of the office.

The appointed time was 10:[-] in the morning, and Allen was sitting in the office he had tidied up, looking at the time on his phone.

Time has passed.

Allen glanced at the door, where the fat cat was still squatting.But still no one came, it was empty.

Without the concept of time, Allen muttered dissatisfiedly in his heart.

Then, he saw that the fat orange cat raised its two front paws and began to meow and slap on his door.

"Hey, honey. There's no food here," Allen called to Fat Cat.

The fat cat looked very angry, and Alan was a little strange. He could actually see anger from a cat's face?And what is it angry about?

Fat Cat angrily knocked on the door.

Allen was worried that it would make noise at the door, which would affect the interview of candidates who came later.He was about to go out and manually put the fat cat a little farther down the street.

As soon as Allen opened the door, the fat cat rushed in with an agility that didn't match its figure.

"Hey, get out." Allen yelled at it.

The fat cat looked up at him angrily, uttering words.

"You are sick! Isn't that what you want to recruit? The applicants come and rush out! You are kidding me!"

It's actually a fucking male subwoofer.

It was this thought that flashed through Allen's mind. Then, he turned around and picked up the water on the table, and splashed it on his face.

"Fuck, I must be so tired recently that I'm hallucinating."

Fat Cat jumped up and scratched his knee.

"Human beings are sick! Are you recruiting or not? If you don't, I'm leaving!"

Allen squatted down and had a conversation with what he thought was a hallucination with the mentality of breaking the jar, "Hi, the salary may not be very high, and I can't pay the money anymore."

"Shit! You lied to me, I came here only because you wrote your own good salary!" Fat Cat growled at him.

"Otherwise, how can we find someone." Allen sighed dejectedly at the hallucination, "But at this time, it is estimated that no one will come."

"Who said, isn't my uncle still here?" Fat Mao squinted at him, "Have you received any other replies? Reject them all, it's enough to have this uncle."

Allen ignored his hallucinations and walked in with his head down.

The fat cat was ignored by him many times, and finally couldn't help the extreme anger in his heart. It dragged its huge body and jumped up, scratching its paw viciously on Allen's face.

"Aww!" Allen was in pain, and the real pain made his brain in grief respond.

He looked at the fat cat in shock, "You can really talk?"

"Nonsense." Fat Cat raised its invisible chin and glanced at Allen, then walked proudly to the office inside, "Let's talk about treatment."

"I didn't want to recruit a cat." It was still such a fat cat.

"The race you write is not limited!" Fat Cat turned around and glared at him aggressively.

"I was talking about race!" Allen retorted loudly.

"It's written on the recruitment notice! You can't break the contract, it's discrimination!" Fat Cat yelled.

Allen was expressionless, he really didn't want to deal with anything in the mysterious world anymore.The trip to West Ridge Township with Randolph gave him a very deep psychological shadow on these things.

Cherish life and stay away from mystery!

The entrustment of the ring was free of 1000 US dollars, and he was holding his nose to touch this matter, and he also paid for the precious reputation of being regarded as a psychopath.

What's more, what about this fat cat who wants to pay for it?

While Allen was trying to get this weird talking fat cat out of his office.

The fat cat dismissed his thoughts with one word.

Sha Mao looked him up and down with his green cat eyes, and said in a positive tone, "You have encountered a mysterious incident, and you are very calm when you see me. It seems that this is not the first time."

"But your luck is good. If you hadn't met me, you would have died. Your mental state is not very good recently, or you are the only one who thinks your mental state is good."