unexpected giveaway

The police drove straight into the back room, followed by Clauris and Chester.There are three rooms in the back room, and a policeman pointed to the side and asked, "Which one is your partner's room?"

"The first room." Chester replied in a deep voice.

Two policemen came to the first door, and the yellow-haired policeman asked again, "What about yours?"

Chester answered truthfully.

"Are you resting in separate rooms?"

"Yes." Chester stood aside and stretched out his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose in an attempt to concentrate himself so that he would not be overwhelmed by drowsiness. "Sometimes I work late, and I don't want to disturb him because of it. To be honest, you make it so I'm worried because I saw Corey come into the room last night and he said good night to me before he approached."

"I think you'll find out soon enough."

The blond-haired policeman responded with his eyes to another policeman, who stepped lightly and walked over to lean on the other side of the door, pressing the holster on his belt with one hand.The yellow-haired policeman cautiously held the doorknob. He looked up at the gray-haired policeman, nodded to him, and slowly opened the doorknob.

The door was pushed hard and slammed against the wall, and two policemen rushed in, only to see the wide open windows and the empty room.

The police went in, looked around, and got an idea of ​​what was going on in this room.

Claurece and Chester also walked a few steps closer and looked into the room. Before Claurece could make a sound, Chester yelled loudly: "What's going on? Where's Corey? He walked into the room with a panicked expression and pointed to the bed where Cory slept.And the bed was nothing but a huddled quilt and wrinkled sheets.

"Don't come in." The yellow-haired policeman yelled, but he was already a step behind.The yellow-haired policeman withdrew his hand embarrassingly, "...Oh, okay."

The gray-haired policeman leaned on the window and looked out, his eyes half-closed due to the flash of white light.He stared at a piece of grass under the window, and then extended his eyes, as if something was in his head.Then he turned his head, looked at the room in front of him and the people in it, and his eyes fell on Chester.The man with black hair and white skin was obviously panicked, and a lot of information was revealed in his eyes.But the man's pursed thin lips made the lines of his whole face tense and a bit indifferent.

The man's body was sideways, and his hair hanging down covered half of his face.The gray-haired policeman couldn't tell, he only felt that something was slowly expanding and changing, which felt very subtle.

The yellow-haired policeman put on his gloves and asked, "Didn't you hear anything and see someone last night?"

Chester seemed to have calmed down a little. He slowly turned his head and said in a weak voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Police. I have been staying in the study, and the surroundings are very quiet. I didn't hear any weird sounds. Corey went to Well, are you going to find him? I'm worried, it's all me..."

The yellow-haired policeman raised his hand and interrupted Chester's words: "Don't blame yourself sir, don't worry, we will find your partner soon."

Chester looked at him blankly.

The yellow-haired policeman looked at Claire, who was still standing at the door with a pale face. Claudius walked in quickly and handed the blue bag that she had been carrying to the yellow-haired policeman.

The yellow-haired policeman found a table, carefully placed the blue bag on it, and took out the contents.The yellow-haired policeman peeled off the white plastic paper on the thing, "Look, is there any power around here?"

Standing by the window, the gray-haired policeman approached, nodded to the yellow-haired policeman, and found the plug in the corner | into the three small holes.

What the yellow-haired policeman took out was a black laptop. When the power was turned on, the opened computer screen immediately emitted a blue light.

The yellow-haired policeman kindly explained to the other two people: "This is invented by our country. You can use it as a matching gadget or something. It can easily receive the signal from the Omega monitor, as long as your partner still wears it." With the monitor on, we'll know where he is in no time."

Chester nodded, and the yellow-haired policeman was skillfully tapping the keyboard with his fingers.

For a while, the room was quiet except for the sound of keys, Chester left the room and stood with Claures in keeping with the principle of not obstructing official duties.Claus was in a daze, her eyes were blank and she didn't know where to look.She seemed a little hard to take it, she was worried about Cory, her mind was racing, she had a lot of ideas, but they were all the worst.Claus quickly stopped, which brought her eyes into focus a little.

"Mr. Williams." Clauris said lightly, "It's impossible. Someone came in yesterday and kidnapped Damon. The guards at home would not have noticed. You did it on purpose."

Clauris looked up at Chester, panic and fear appeared in her eyes for the first time.

Chester didn't look at her, he looked into the room with a snow-capped expression.The wind blows in through the open windows, and the curtains keep waving, like a pair of light hands full of vitality.

The female voice sounded faintly again: "You will not succeed, Damon will come back safely."

Clauris' voice made Chester frown slightly.

Cory opened his eyes, keeping them closed for so long that they were blurry when he opened them.He frowned and shook his head and looked around, and it took a while for the surrounding scene to become clear.

This should be a warehouse, or an unwanted tin house.The roof is very high, and when you look up, the internal structure is triangular.There are a few rays of sunlight through the small hole in the roof, clearly illuminating the fine dust flying in the air.There was a musty smell to the air, which made Cory very uncomfortable.Suppressing the nausea coming from his body, he lowered his head and looked around again.To be honest, this enclosed air is very dark, and there is no other light source except sunlight.It was covered with iron sheets on all sides, except that there was a large gap on his left hand side, blocked by a few sparse wooden boards, like a bad suture operation.

Corey moved, the hemp rope tied around his body was tight, and the hemp rope tightly connected his body to a large wooden post behind him, and the rough surface of the wooden post rubbed against his back with some pain.Cory had been wrapped in a pitch-black sack for so long that he took several breaths of air eagerly, even though it didn't smell good.

When Corey retracted his eyes from jumping around and stretched forward flatly, he saw a man sitting on a sack in front of him, throwing a dagger upwards one after another.The dagger was sharp, with a cold light on the blade.But the man's face is calm, and he can accurately hold the dagger handle and go up every time.

Corey thought the man had a good-looking back.

He shook his head, he heard two names in the sack, and he decided to give it a try.He yelled at the man, "Langoli?"

The man stopped, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

Corey smiled with satisfaction.

The man picked up the dagger on the ground and looked at him suspiciously: "How do you know my name?" Seeing that Corey didn't speak, the man hastily shouted inwardly, "Diramochi! Come here! He's awake!"

After a while, a rude voice came from the dark interior of the warehouse: "What are you talking about! I told you not to call your name!" A man wearing a long grid coat and a brown vest came out angrily, followed by a person .The man who came out last had dark, smiling eyes that stared at Corey as soon as he came out.

The two men walked one after the other, and the distance was not very large.

With a croissant in his mouth, Dilamoch walked up to Langley and threw the bread in his hand to him.

Lange stabbed it with a dagger, raised it to his mouth and began to eat.

Corey passed the Dilamoqi with a fierce look on his face, and focused his gaze to the rear.The dark-eyed man looked relaxed, making him look a bit lazy.He was wearing a beige jacket with his hands in the pockets of his jacket.The jacket opens to reveal a white crewneck T-shirt underneath.The lower body is a pair of jeans and a pair of very ordinary shoes.

Corey squinted. He recognized the dark-eyed man from the bartender who had given him a glass of honeydew at the bar that night.

"Damn it, it's really loud, it won't stop for a moment." Dilamoch frowned and bit off the bread.

The bartender ignored Dilamoch's irritability, and he looked at Corey with a smile: "Sir, I said that the fragrance on your body will attract a large number of malicious wolves."

Cory laughed too, and the smile on his slanted upturned lips felt strange in this somewhat gray day.

Inadvertently revealing a bit of ruffianism, it's like a little hook to seduce people.

"Oh, your suit looks much better than that bartender suit." Corey said slowly.

The bartender nodded: "I am very grateful that you still remember me."

The bartender walked up to Corey, and he looked at Corey for a while.Seemingly dissatisfied with this, he knelt down again and took his hand out of his pocket.Cory grinned even more when he saw that he was wearing white gloves on both hands.

The bartender squeezed Cory's chin with his gloved hand and looked back and forth, his eyes getting a little foggy.It's like seeing something precious and can't wait to put it in the bag.

"You're so beautiful, Damon." He murmured, his eyes becoming a little obsessed.

Corey felt as if he wasn't looking at him, maybe he was just looking at a creature - a creature called an Omega.

Corey couldn't help but mockingly said: "You sound really ugly."

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