The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Several members of the black organization of 013 knew nothing about Bovar's entanglement.

In the dark bathroom, Garcia turned on the flashlight and pointed it at the dark monster.

He looked at the black monster that jumped and trembled step by step, and his mood calmed down unexpectedly.

Before, he was only superficially calm, but in fact he was a little flustered, wondering if some perverted scientist really invented something strange.And now...

He picked up the soap on the other side, threw it lightly, and hit the black monster. The monster didn't respond, it still jumped up, shook and roared.

"..."

"You also feel strange?"

"Yeah, the roar is a few repeated words, back and forth." Zhu Fu Jingguang also showed a wry smile, his shoulders relaxed, "It's a bit like a toy."

"I was still wondering if this club was a black shop." Toru Amuro wrinkled his face and smiled wryly, "The kind of illegal and criminal den that uses poisonous insects to kill customers...or maybe this bathing center is connected to the dark net. Opposite are rich and powerful nobles, here is a bloody banquet dedicated to them..."

The brain hole he opened up before was really a bit big, like persecution paranoia, and he couldn't stop it.After all, he had seen Amway like this before, and reality was always stranger than fiction.He dared not overestimate the conscience of these people.But now it seems that it may be a misunderstanding.

"The mobile phone signal is not blocked here, and we can still call for help..." Toru Amuro thought, "But the blood just now, did it use animal blood?"

His words were a bit uncertain, he felt that the smell was a bit wrong, but he was not so familiar with human blood, not to mention that the technology is getting more and more advanced, and fakes are emerging one after another, how could he do this without equipment and just by feeling affim.

"Maybe it's animal blood used for counterfeiting, or some chemical products?" Garcia said casually, but he was sneering in his heart, lying to ghosts. guy.He dared to use his nose to guarantee that the blood was definitely human blood.

Although the proportion is not high, and a lot of other things are mixed.Garcia took a deep breath, and remembered what Bolivar reminded himself before, the duckling is coming.Sure enough, something happened.

"Ho Ho Ho!" The black beetle monster who had been standing there stupidly made a sound at the right time, as if condemning the other party for not paying enough attention to him.

Amuro asked, "What about this?"

"Clean it up." Garcia's answer was also very simple. He squeezed his fist and smiled, "Even if you do it, an appetizer before the meal?"

"Heh, I like this appetizer." Toru Amuro also smiled, thinking that Garcia is a good person, and his personality suits his appetite.

The monster stood there in a daze, didn't dodge at all, was caught by Zhu Fu Jingguang, and then took a ruthless stick from Amuro Toru.Toru Amuro gritted his back molars, remembering his poor performance in front of Jacques, his eyes became even colder, and he smashed the entire black monster viciously, with such force that it almost pierced the trash can.

Even if the back cover of the toy was smashed off, he didn't stop.

Zhu Fu Jingguang watched this scene quite amusedly. In his opinion, his own boy who used toys to vent his anger was very cute.

"I don't think we can expect the conscience of the mastermind behind the scenes." Toru Amuro stopped, looked at the pieces of plastic that had been shattered into scum, and heaved a sigh of relief, feeling a lot better in his heart, "There must be a camera in this room... ..."

"So are you going to find it?" Garcia squatted down, rummaged through the plastic sheets in the trash can, found a discarded tape recorder, turned on the switch, and released the roaring sound just now.

"Since we're sure it's not a ghost, we can't kill people." Zhu Fu Jingguang thought of the previous incident, and felt a little resentful in his heart. Anyone who was held in the pool and drank several mouthfuls of bath water would not be in a good mood, " Let’s go out quickly and end this farce.”

At this point, several people had slight differences.Garcia and Amuro were unhappy and somewhat reluctant.Toru Amuro rummaged through the house a few times, and soon found the hidden camera inside the fake flower.

"Ah, the hiding place is quite ingenious." Toru Amuro sneered, playing with the lens in his hand, with a playful expression on his face, "It turns out that this thing has night vision, and it is several times more expensive than ordinary cameras."

"The feel, the cost, I really can't bear it." He smiled like this, and said the softest words, but his hands were extremely ruthless, and the whole camera was smashed to pieces.

"Be careful." Zhu Fujingguang also smiled, stretched his brows, took out his luggage from the cabinet, and turned his head to look at Garcia, "Jacques and the others ran too fast, they didn't even take Stuff, and Brad, I'm a little worried about them."

"Didn't Haga keep up?" Garcia was not in a hurry, he turned on the phone to check the news, just now he felt the phone buzz twice, and unexpectedly received a new message from Bolivar.

As soon as he read the beginning, Garcia frowned, his anger welling up, and after reading it, it turned into a sneer.

"What's the matter?" Toru Amuro checked the rest of the house and was satisfied that there was no second camera. Seeing Garcia's cannibalistic expression, he was stunned.

"It's nothing. It's basically confirmed." Garcia showed a smirk, and sent back a long text message crackling in his hands, "This is a director's shooting scene. It should be that the staff made a mistake and led us to the shooting used room."

"As for the evidence... Just ask the girls in 012." Garcia opened the door and went out.

There was no one outside the door.Jacques and Brad had already run away, and Ryoichi Haga seemed to follow.The Kudo family didn't know whether to investigate the case or followed, anyway, the entire corridor was deserted.

The red floor was full of footprints, very messy, and there were even many bloody handprints on the wall, which seemed to be the marks left by Jacques and Brad just rolling.At first glance, it can frighten some fragile people.

"But we don't know how to open the door?" Amuro Toru's eyes flickered, "Didn't the girls of 012 be locked in the house after the power outage?"

"He must have a script, he has installed so many cameras," Garcia glanced at the cameras in the hallway, "certainly not just use the cameras in the bathroom."

"So, counting the time, it's almost time to open the door?" Zhu Fu Jingguang answered.

Several people were silent, listening carefully to the movement outside, and sure enough, in the direction of 012, the woman's screams came one after another, coming from a distance.

"However, there is still a doubt. Why is it today? If it is really just a mistake to enter the shooting scene." Amuro frowned, "Today should be the most expensive day, and the price of booking is very expensive. This club does not Will you agree?"

"Today is Christmas, the day of the holiday, and it is the most important holiday! Even if you want to shoot a program, there is no need to rush to choose today." Toru Amuro emphasized, "There must be something wrong here."

"Christmas is the only flavor!" Director Hook said with emotion.

You should never be delusional, you can use normal people's brains to understand weird ideas.Because they always think it's the right thing to do, and they feel good about themselves.

"Who would have thought that we would schedule the show on Christmas Day." Hook chuckled, he didn't care about Christmas, and he didn't believe in religion. When would he not be doing a show?What a blast today!

Hook said, with a show on his face: "I arranged the whole club in a ghost-themed style. Just like the beetle you just saw, I asked my friend to design it according to the ground worm that I crafted."

"Look at those teeth, look at these scales, it's scary, isn't it scary! Surprises are not surprises."

Bolivar smirked politely and lit a candle for the shopkeeper.The other party is also unlucky, and he handed over his shop just like this, isn't he afraid of affecting his reputation?He began to wonder if the movie that Rosales invested in earlier would really make money if he handed it over to this guy?

"It's really scary. Your friend is a genius. Can you give me a copy of the contact information?" Bolivar was coping, but he was thinking of poaching this person. After all, this toy can be said to be alive.

"Oh, of course, it's his luck that you can see him." Hook readily handed over the other party's contact information and address.It was a down-and-out artist who lived alone, because the things he designed were too curious, and he had never been well-known.

"Come on, take it easy, my friend, let's enjoy the performance brought by these poor ghosts?" Hook laughed, and he patted Bolivar on the shoulder, "Except that the bathroom is specially Guests, the rest of the house, and the massage center, there are dozens of random customers, all random guests who don’t know, they have the most authentic and natural feedback. It’s much better than those actors’ pretending.”

"Poor ghost?" Bolivar subconsciously repeated these two words.

"Of course, I'm not one of those ignorant guys. How can this performance disturb those distinguished guests. The high-end VIPs have long been invited to other places. I guarantee that the people who come in are all ordinary people who want to spend extravagantly on Christmas Eve Hook was proud of his idea, "You can tell about this by looking at the bath packages they bought. For the first time here, it takes ten minutes or even several ten minutes to choose a package! The whole body I can't find a poor ghost with high-end goods."

Hook purposely brought up the picture from the upstairs. Indeed, there were a few workers dressed in zombies, vampires, monsters, etc., teasing those customers with packaged paint guns, and some skeleton monsters held long knives in their hands. It seems to be the kind of prop that will retract itself or spray paint when poked.Bolivar noticed that one or two people were scared to lie on the ground, even crawled and fell down the steps, twitching and howling, and subconsciously frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

"Maybe, when they know that they have been selected as random guests, they will be so excited that tears will come to their eyes."

"After all, if I say I'm looking for extras, there will definitely be hundreds of people trying to squeeze in. This is pie from heaven."

"I've also arranged for the police in advance. Some people may panic and call the police because of the effect of the program. I have reported in advance. So basically no one will disturb us."

"But the identities of Kudo Yukiko and his wife are not ordinary." Another staff member at the scene couldn't help muttering, "Well-known actors, well-known writers."

"Kudou Yukiko? It's just an actor. And they're both married, and they haven't acted for so many years." Hook's eyes were disdainful, and his tone was crazy, "What's more, they are still two neon people, what are they, very good Sent."

This means that small portable voice recorders have not been popularized yet, otherwise a random person can record this passage and teach him how to behave in minutes.

Bolivar almost vomited, too lazy to reason with him, and planned to go out and find the police in a while.

During this time, Garcia also sent related messages.

The information roughly talked about Hook's fame record, but unexpectedly, the other party was not a third-rate director who was completely confused and could only find another way, but had many good works.At the beginning, it was a hunting movie, full of violence and blood.Among the many romance films and heartwarming healing films, Hooker's works can be called mudslides, but he has gained many fans who like this piece.He is a director who seems to be very talented, but unfortunately he chose the wrong direction for his skill points.

But the good times didn't last long, and the management department rectified soon, and many works were banned.But the opponent's style began to fluctuate, sometimes he only looked at money, and sometimes he focused on pursuing his own art and muse. Many people in the circle detested him, thinking that he was a guy comparable to a mad dog.Moreover, Hook's own behavior is also very confusing. His mouth is particularly sloppy, and his temper comes up. Even if you are the king of heaven, I will scold you bloody, but he is submissive and pleasing in every possible way.Looks like a villain, but occasionally has a very bad temper.This split approach has offended many people, but he himself calls it straightforward, straightforward and unpretentious...

Bolivar paused and asked, "Where is the thing I gave you last time? Is it still with you?"

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Hook seemed to be smiling at Bolivar, but actually he didn't know how to scold him.