Super Trick or Treat System

Roll began to question his sanity. He would certainly not be so wrong about this. He knew that he had received the call, but he was not too sure what the sound was, because the narrow circuit eliminated most of the golden tones, making her voice sound so delicate.

Otherwise, someone might be kidding him. He didn't know-except that he knew he had failed in some way.

He circled the block and instructed the delegates to cover the adjacent square. When they finally met again in front of the old warehouse, it was pitch black, and all the flames of ten thousand lamps boiled into the sky, turning into pitch black in space.

Rolle said: "This must be an unwise choice. There is nothing we can do tonight. I will check my information and let you know."

"Okay, Captain." Parkhurst said suspiciously. His behavior was obvious, and they wanted to know if he was a little off track. He had never been so confused in an investigation before.

When they were gone, Rohr circled the block again, then walked up and down amidst the glare of the signs and the hustle and bustle of Crime Street.

absolutely not. It's crazy to know that he walked along this road all the way to his door. He knew this was not a dream inspired by fantasy or drugs. But this did not lead to the present.

Alena is in fatal danger and he cannot find her or help her.

When his thoughts surfaced, he was about to turn around and return to the office to conduct a futile check on the progress made by the identification office. There was another clue he hadn't taken advantage of—a clue was so close to his face that he didn't see it.

Martian-The Martian who stole particles from him in the desert. They contacted the soup vendor.

He ran to the nearest TV booth and called it the home of Commander Calvin. But when the signal rang at the other end of the line, it gradually replaced the receiver.

He knew Calvin's reaction. Forcing entry into one of the caves would not violate the strict 100-year peace with the Martians. Calvin would never agree with this, especially because he thought the whole mystery was just a pipe dream in Rohr's heart.

Roll gave up the call and transferred another call. After a while he got the answer.

"Hello, Shorty," he said. "Do you feel like work tonight?"

"Of course, if it's shooting job. I haven't been excited for a long time."

"I'm serious, Xiao Di, this may be a shooting job. Take your spear."

The short man was sober. "Of course, Captain. When and where?"

"Now. I want you to take me to the desert, to the place where you picked me up the other day. I want to visit the Martian cave there again."

"Wait a minute. If this is a shooting job, are you here or are you going to invade?"

"I'm going to the hole again. Anyway, I have to get there. We are alone. Calvin knows nothing about this. If my intuition is wrong, it will cost us our position, work, and possibly even We are in trouble. Pen. But I am leaving, I need you urgently. Are you with me?

The short man replied, "I'm with you, Rohr. Your instinct is always with me."

The slender torpedo shape of the patrol boat has a slant on the gleam. Shorty checked the route of the last desert trip from his log. He reset the controls to the same route and carefully observed their speed.

He said: "It is not easy to find this place in the dark." "I hope you know what you are doing."

Rohr quickly outlined the situation to him. He said: "Except for the cave, there is no other clue to hang up." "And I'm sure, I was caught for trying to warn me. If she is not dead, she won't live long, I'm sure, unless we Can find clues to the mystery."

"I can't see how this desert cave can lead anywhere."

"I didn't expect too much, but this is all we have to do. And we know that the Martians are somehow keeping in touch with drug gangs."

"Maybe not. Maybe they just liked the taste of things and took it away from you."

There was no answer because he was suddenly busy driving the ship to the surface of the desert. He slowly hovered until he was as close as possible to where he thought the cave was.

The boat hissed quietly across the beach. Rolle and Shorty dimmed the aircraft and walked onto the dimly lit beach. The undulating desert is like a frozen sea, spotless and characteristicless.

Rohr said: "The best way is to spiral around the ship and see if we can cross the channel." "Since we came here, the wind has been very small. They may be visible."

The short man disagreed, but they separated by about six feet and started walking in a spiral path. With the passage of time and the extension of time, they flew out from the ship, and the mission seemed more hopeless than ever. The long desert life makes the Martians disguise as masters.

After an hour of searching, Rohr was almost ready to accept failure. "I think we better go back to the ship and recheck our position."

"It's as close as we can. Your tracks are gone, nothing more. They won't last more than half a day at best. But how? This is something worth studying."

Look at the place indicated. A wide, chaotic path in the sand looks like a flock of sheep passing by.

"Also fresh." Rohr said. "It looks like a group of Martians have been here recently."

"We should follow it."

"We could also. It could lead to caves. You know, the caves are far apart."

This trail is very fresh, because it is very fresh, but the trail is not deep. Under the touch of the night wind, the sand that has already flowed has become smooth. They will disappear within half an hour.

They disappeared suddenly, and the sand became smooth as a sheet.

Xiaoti said, "Here." "Their hole must be somewhere here."

Roll stepped on the sand with his feet. After a while, he hit the hard surface of the door with a drill pipe. He made a spot and slammed it **** the stone gate.

It echoed dullly like the hollow of a tomb. But a moment later there was slow motion, and as the slab rose, the sand slipped off.

When He rushed behind the flagstone, a withered Martian head poked cautiously on the sand. "Who's from?" the Martian whispered.

Rolle said: "We seek Tumar."

"Below. What is your relationship with him?"

"I was waiting in the desert a few days ago. It was kind enough to water in his cave. But when I showed up, I found someone below had stolen a small white gem from me. I came to ask for this gem. ."

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