Super Trick or Treat System

About an hour later, it was broadcast on TV. He is waiting.

"Hello,?" Identity Verifier Tim Atkins said.

"Yes. What do you have?"

"I hope your interest in girls is personal rather than business."

"why?"

"Well, judging from her photos, she will be something worthy of personal interest. Except that she seems to disappear."

"Give me the whole story. Where is the pixel?"

"Come on. You are here. Born in the United States. Her father is French Greek and her mother is American. Her singing talent is outstanding, and she made her opera debut at the age of 16. But for six years, she has been in the entire system. She performed in the opera house and did a lot of concert work. She was listed in Helio’s Brooks Records, but they didn’t put her in the book for more than two years. She did a lot of concert work, and finally Once famous in New York. Then, Mariana Thurbers was gone."

"You mean, there is no more. The record should be the last move of the place of residence. Everyone must submit this information."

"That's it. No handover notice was sent from New York. There was no record of her for the last address for eighteen months. She left, disappeared, disappeared."

"Okay. I'll wait for the photo. You may need to do some footwork exercises for me, so please don't forget."

Even when the door was hung up, the messenger arrived with the photo. Rohr tore open the envelope, and the photo spilled. Glossy and charming photos of the blond opera heroine slide onto the table. Tell Rohr at a glance what he wants to know.

It was Alena, the Queen of the Silver Star, with her fingerprints printed on his cloak. His dream is not a dream. This is a cold reality. apart from-

Where is the Mirage Tavern?

Send the worksheet to, but he started the case independently. He will tell Calvin something.

Harry Brooks was the closest and most accessible leader, so Rohr called in Brooks' office. Harry smoked a cigar when Roll came in. He stood up heavily. "Hello. For a long time, you have been looking for a liar in my Barry Wick. Who does what?"

"Hello, Harry." Rohr sat down, rejecting one of them. "I'm not sure what I did or who did it, but I want to know a girl named Mariana Thurbers."

"Mariana-" Brooks' eyes suddenly became starry. He kissed the wind and stared into the distance. "Marianna. If you can tell me where she is today, I will give you ten thousand dollars. What a wonderful girl Marianna is. It's just a small problem in her voice that prevents her from reaching the peak that should belong to her, doctor. Tell me-I think that must be the cause of her frustration and caused her to give up the heyday of her career.

"What happened to her throat?"

"There are only some flaws in the voice box. Although it can be solved, it has not improved. It can be fixed now. Only experts can find the problem. She is a delicate, beautiful and talented girl. But she is an amazing woman, Mariana. Sebers."

"Is she married?"

"Do not."

"Boy friends?"

"That's a peculiar thing about her. After she was eighteen years old, men really began to have a strong interest in her. She gave them a cold shoulder. I asked once and it made her Very angry. She blurted out. She came up with ideas that are not suitable for men and marriage. I never found her meaning. We never talked about it again."

"Some kind of genetic stain?"

"I don't know what will happen. Her mother is a charming woman like her. Her father is a healthy ape. An anthropologist, but completely outspoken and normal. Mariana felt strange to him. Attachment. Unless he is present, she will never appear in the final stage of her career, and because she is not in the same city, she cancels the marriage contract many times. In the end, she gives up her appearance-maybe he is in order to stay. I don't know ."

"Does this look like a psychological abnormality?"

"I have no right to say, but in my opinion, she is afraid of what happened to him. Maybe that is abnormal. I don't know."

"What is her father like?"

"I think I have an old photo of Marianna and him somewhere here."

Harry Brooks stood up heavily and began to flip through the file drawer. "Yes, this is."

Take a snapshot. Although it is small, it is not very good, but the identity of the person next to Mariana is obvious.

The giant who appeared at the door of the room.

Roll took the photos back to the office with him, and visited a slender young artist Ralph Bowen, the head of the Heliopolis art department.

Say: "I think you can get some of the front view and configuration files from the snapshot." "It's not a big deal, but I have seen him, and I can go with you and describe his characteristics to you."

Bowen nodded and said, "I think so. If it doesn't appear as you think, I can modify it as you want. What did the big boy do?"

Roll said, "I wish I knew."

Rohr found it necessary to spend the rest of the day in Bowen, coaching him from his fleeting memory of the starry Cebbs. However, in the evening, the drawings were completed and satisfied.

He said: "I want them to be copied." "To be assigned to every operator in the system, but first to those on Mars. If you can copy at that time, I will issue the necessary commands tomorrow. "

"That thing in the morning," Bowen agreed.

In the dim Martian sunset, Rohr Hartford looked at the city below. The ghostly tavern starry sky is deep in it, and tonight new astronauts will be attracted to drugs by the golden queen of the golden stars, Alaina. The queen felt disgusted and convinced of the role she was forced to play.

But who or what forced her to join? Her father Roel thought he must be, but Seibers seemed to be the master behind the entire drug gang. And, so far, there is no explanation for the mysterious and elusive location of the "Starry House".

Roll has submitted all his findings to Commander Calvin, but the head of the department is still not sure that Roll has not been drugged, and dreamed of the story of Star House and Alanya. He said that the easy-to-think mind-obsessed spirit would quickly connect the mythology with the picture of a beautiful girl he met. He believed that the fingerprints came from a dive and was therefore rejected. Mariana Thurbers may be one of the waitresses or dancers, and accidentally picked up the investigator's cloak.

Therefore, due to the lack of the chief's support, Rohr was completely forced to take the initiative. That has been used up. He has the power of the SBI to bring in Mariana and her father, but he hardly believes they will be found.

Somehow, he had to return to the Star House in the Phantom Tavern. He knew it was real and it existed somewhere, but why he couldn't find it when he walked directly to its door, which he couldn't understand. He knew he was not drunk or taking drugs when he entered the place.

Amidst all the mysteries, Arayana's mean, plain voice with golden hair wafted. If he never sees her again, knowing that her singing and her cuteness will haunt him all his life. But somewhere, he will find her.

As the darkness intensified, it became more and more difficult to distinguish the objects in the room, and the TV flickered in the dark and made a harsh, harsh sound.

He flicked it. "Hartford speaks."

"Please help me. Go down the street tonight. I need your help. Be careful. You are well known."

"Who are you?" The roar broke out. The screen remains blank.

"I am me-"

The soft, golden voice was suddenly cut off by the harsh screams. Then there is nothing. Curse, close. The source of the call cannot be known now.

He called his three agents, and called and ordered them to their addresses on the street. He put on his cloak and checked the flame gun. No need to pretend now. Alena once said that he is well known.

But who will do it? This is the problem. Obviously, there must be a breakthrough between Alanya and the person in charge of her, and Rohr has no doubt that her life is in danger at this moment. He can only walk up to it and hope that through some kind of magic, he will appear next to him again.

He drove quickly across the bright streets. But it was only fifteen minutes before him. The agents had wandered casually on the street where he indicated the address they were arriving.

Parkhurst said: "Captain, I hope we don't make a fuss, but I can't see anything."

The length of staring. He remembered that there was no starry sky house with a crimson sign on it. But the old abandoned warehouse is still where he used to be-where he should have been sworn in.

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