Chapter 287 The horrifying number of missing

Author: Yifandog Thief

Dean realized that someone was secretly erasing the fact that people were frequently missing here.

But the town is not big.

He did not believe the residents here and knew nothing about it.

"First find a way to find a local resident to understand the situation."

For example, the phone number on the business card given by the bartender before!

Although Dean is sure that the person on the other end of the phone is a liar, since the other party has joined hands with the bartender to commit fraud against outsiders who are looking for people, he may know something about the disappearance of tourists.

Thinking of this.

Dean glanced around and saw that there were no suspicious people watching nearby, and walked back towards the hotel.

Back to the hotel.

Chestonne has also woken up.

He is in the restaurant on the first floor of the hotel and enjoys a free self-service breakfast here.

“How is it?”

Dean walked across from Chestonne and sat down.

See it's Dean.

Chestonne quickly swallowed the food in his mouth: "It's okay, but Agent Dean, something strange is that when I got up, I found that the waiter in the hotel was cleaning the room opposite us, and there was a salute inside."

When Dean heard this, his eyebrows raised.

Such things usually only happen to passengers who have not renewed their room rates for a long time.

Could it be that the person in the room opposite them disappeared?

"I've also found something."

Dean lowered his voice and told Chestonne about his discoveries and speculations.

After listening to Dean's narrative, Chestonne's eyes widened: "Agent Dean, are you saying that the people here are deliberately hiding the missing tourists?"

Dean nodded: "It's not sure whether it's the local police station, the government or the locals involved, but if we want to figure out the hidden truth, we may not be able to rely on the local official power this time."

After breakfast.

Dean and Chestonne were divided into two groups.

Chestonin is responsible for finding the waiter and inquire about the tourists in the opposite room.

Dean was in charge of contacting the bartender to provide the phone number on the business card.

The business card has been lost.

But he remembers the number.

The two agreed to communicate with each other every half hour to report their respective locations so as not to lose contact with one party and the other party know nothing about it.

Chestonne, take one step first.

He approached the waiter who was in charge of cleaning the house on the grounds of finding a local guide.

Seeing this.

Dean also came to the corner of the hotel and called the suspected fraudster.

First time dialing.

There was no connection there.

Wait for a moment.

Dean called that second time.

The phone finally got connected this time.

A drunk woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, here is it."

Pause for a moment.

Then he continued: "This is Ademar's rescue. Can you please ask if you can help you?"

Dean: "."

The woman on the other end of the phone paused, wasn't it just to see the name of the rescue team?

If you are so unprofessional, will you be fooled if you are stupid?

Dean rolled his eyes and said in a hesitant tone: "Hello, that's right, my relatives are missing nearby. The bartender at XX bar gave you contact information and said you can help, you can really

Help me?"

"Of course, our Ademar Rescue is a professional team and you can come if you need help."

After the drunk woman reported an address, she hung up the phone directly.

Dean got the address, said hello to Chestonne, and left the hotel in casual clothes.

To prevent you from being searched.

He also put the gun into the subspace.

Now he has sub-space, which can not only turn into a gun with empty hands, but also stores several excited bullets, ignited mobilizers, and burst tear gas. And so on. There is also a warning for danger like a beast, as long as it is not

The multiple heavy firepower long-range suppression is basically no longer threatening him.

On the other side.

A woman put down the phone in her hand, bounced the ashes on her hand, and smiled behind her, "Stefan, Wade, prepare, another fat pig is coming to the door, remember, this time it's Admar

Rescue, rescue! Don’t hang the wrong sign again!”

This voice was exactly the woman who answered Dean's call just now, but she lost the drunken posture on the phone.

That is just a means to screen fat pigs.

If the person seeking help, when facing such an unprofessional look, he dares to come to ask for help from home. He is either stupid or desperate and desperate. No matter which one it is, it is very suitable to start!

If the other party doesn't come, that's okay.

As long as the other party makes this call, it means that the other party has this need.

Targeting such people.

After the test, they have follow-up measures!

Unfortunately, this group of people don’t know that sometimes, those who fall into a trap are not necessarily fat pigs that can be slaughtered, or cannibal tigers that can be tricked!

The town wasn't big at first.

According to the address.

Dean drove to a small wood outside the town. Next to the stream outside the woods, he saw a small Dutch windmill workshop with a crooked sign hanging near the path.

The name of the Ademar rescue team is on the sign.

but

Dean pulled the corner of his mouth.

The soil under the sign is new.

Does the other party look down on his IQ so much?

This brand is probably less than ten minutes after it is inserted

Hard!

Dean's fist is hard!

He parked the car outside the path, got out of the car and took a cigarette, took out his cell phone, and called the other party.

This time it was connected quickly.

After Dean said he was there.

A young man with a twenties who was unshaven and looked over twenties opened the door of the mill and waved to Dean.

"Dean?"

The white guy enthusiastically welcomed Dean into this seemingly ragged mill.

Dean frowned while looking at the environment, "Yes, but are you sure you can help me? This place doesn't look like a good place to work."

It looks disrepair here. The air not only has the smell of rotten wood, but also a faint smell of animal feces, which makes people suspect that this place was actually used to raise poultry.

The young man shrugged and said a thoughtful sentence: "Because this place is ragged and inconspicuous enough, we can become light in the darkness, rather than being swallowed by the darkness!"

After saying that.

He waved to Dean and signaled Dean to go upstairs with him.
To be continued...