"55 Elliott Bay, thank you."

Late at night, on the street on the east bank of Lianhe Lake, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl waved to stop for rent and reported the address.

"No. 55... it seems like the port storage area?" The driver is a middle-aged Asian man. He looked at the girl from the rearview mirror and saw that he looked like a minority. He couldn't help but be more concerned: "Child, what are you doing at that time? Do your family know?"

The girl glanced at her watch and it was indeed not the time for her to come out.

"My parents left some very important things there. They went there for a long time and haven't come back yet. I'm going to see it."

So that's how it was. The driver started the car. He observed from the rearview mirror that the girl's mixed-race characteristics were also obvious, and she spoke with a clear Spanish accent. At least one of her parents must be a new immigrant. She went to the warehouse area to make trouble in the middle of the night, and it was probably related to smuggling. Should I call the police?

The taxi drove quickly towards the destination. Union Lake was not very far from Elliott Bay and could arrive in a quarter of an hour. The driver drove the car and kept observing the surroundings. It was late at night and there were few people on the streets. Except for a few night workers, most of the people who went on the streets at this time had poor intentions.

"Child, there have been several night homicides in the city recently, which is quite unsafe. Otherwise, when we get to the place, you tell me the specific location, how about I'm taking you over? Hum?"

The girl sat in the back seat and looked at the driver through the rearview mirror. She was definitely a precocious girl with no sadness or joy in her expression. Her deep eyes looked into the mirror, and even felt a little cunning.

"Well...thank you."

The driver continued to drive, but for some reason, he always felt a little unable to let go. The night was very quiet, and the young woman was in the back seat, and he couldn't help but look at her, but when he looked at the rearview mirror, he always felt like he was afraid to see her.

There is an old saying in my hometown that you will always see ghosts when you walk too much at night. I suddenly loaded this girl tonight, and the driver suddenly remembered this common saying.

But this is the United States. Isn’t it a style that only East Asian countries have?

The mirror was there, and he felt extremely painful. The thought of wanting to see but not daring to see, not daring to see but unable to help but look, just started to cry in and out, and torture.

Fortunately, this is not a long journey after all. The taxi quickly arrived at No. 55 Elliott Bay, and you can see it from the side of the road. There is a continuous storage area here.

I don’t know where the girl’s parents are, what if they are really smugglers?

The driver had a thought in his mind and touched the cell phone around his waist.

"Child, we agreed that I have to send you to your parents and get off the bus together?"

In the rearview mirror, the brown-haired girl was already looking at him with an extremely strange look.

"……Um."

The sound of opening the door and closing the door was closed. The girl walked out of the back seat and did not rush forward, but stared at the driver's movements. The strange feeling appeared again, and the driver felt a little palpitation for no reason. It was indeed the recent upset, which made him feel a little nervous.

He did his best and smiled kindly, "Let's go and lead the way, I'll just escort your parents, right?"

The girl did not refuse, and of course she never said agreeing. She always said ambiguously from beginning to end. But the driver never thought too much. Seeing the girl walking towards a certain direction with a familiarity, he followed quickly and took out his phone. Whether her parents were really smugglers or any other danger, calling the police was of course the top priority.

A feeling of being spying on.

The more he walked in the narrow cargo hold passage, the more the driver felt this situation. The hairs all over his body relaxed, and an inexplicable impulse made him dare not even look around, as if as long as he did this, something would really come up behind him.

“AE-15, AE-15, here is AB-23, here is AC-04.”

The passageways with marked signs, cargo hold numbers, closed roller shutters, and the silent corridors that were empty. Following the skilled girl, the driver suddenly stopped.

What are you doing?

It was my first idea to escort a girl to meet her parents to ensure her safety.

But to outsiders, especially to this girl, this situation may not be the case, right?

The girl just wanted to take a taxi or go to see her parents. He, a driver, suddenly asked for escort, but the girl agreed without thinking. Then now, she looked at it. In fact, the girl never said a few words from beginning to end, but she let herself follow her unscrupulously in such an uninhabited place...

Is it normal?

It's not normal, but why didn't I realize it before?

"Ah...that..."

The driver spoke, and he found himself standing in front of the AE-12 container, counting a few positions forward, and a roller shutter door was obviously open. The girl had stopped there and looked back at him, but until this time, he did not hear any of the girl's parents' voices, not that they were...

"That...I think I should be able to send it here..."

Just behind the driver, the creepy feeling of snooping became stronger and stronger. He didn't even have the energy to think about what was going on. He quickly left the scene, which was an instinctive warning to him. Just leave quickly, just use the excuse to find one.

"My car is still parked outside. What if I get a little hooligan...child? What are you doing?"

The brown-haired girl raised her hand and pointed it at him...

No, not pointing at him.

"Note..." The girl tilted her head, and her huge eyes flashed red under the moonlight: "...behind you."

"What……"

With a puff.

The driver suddenly realized that his vision had changed suddenly.

The cement floor under your feet is getting closer, closer, closer.

Bang.

A sound.

Then there was nothing.

A silver moonlight flashed by, and the driver's head fell to the ground, and the incision of the neck was clean and neat, straight and neat.

Because the speed was too fast and the pressure was too strong, most of the blood vessels were even sealed. The headless corpse stood on the ground for five seconds before the carotid artery barely spurted out a stream of blood.

Arya stood in front of the open roller shutter door and watched the scene silently.

In the roller shutter door, the dissected zombie was lying there, waiting for her to close the door.

But at this time, she definitely didn't feel like this first.

“Hmmm…”

An arrogant and wild laughter sounded, like a young girl, with a crazy temperament floating under the charming moonlight, echoing in the container cargo holds, making people unable to figure out the source.

Arya did not move rashly, but stood silently in place, her legs slightly apart, her arms naturally drooped, and her fists clenched.

A blinking sound was like a crossing of spears and halberds, and a clanging sound was heard.

The next second, the echoing laughter came to an abrupt end.

Then there was a long silence. During the whole process, Arya did not look around at all, but just kept her current posture.

After a long time, the crazy voice started again.

"What a good daughter of my father, right? Little cute?"

This was indeed the voice of a young girl, but it was undoubtedly full of magic, like a cunning little goblin caught his beloved toy. Even Arya couldn't help but frown, unable to hide her unhappy mood.

"But do dad know the little secret about you, little cutie?"

Arya was not moved by the sound at all, nor had any intention of making a sound. The mysterious voice seemed to see this, and when the third sentence floated, it seemed boring.

"Okay, little baby, I don't care what your secret is going on. I'll give you a headache. But let me guess that the corpse in Lianhe Lake must be done like this, right? It's really very sharp and convenient, and I'm a little envious of it."

The other party talked to himself in a passionate tone, and then he disappeared.

Arya stood silently in front of the roller shutter door, her muscles tensed. She did not explode in silence, but died in silence. The other party suddenly silenced, feeling that it might be preparing for the attack, so she had to cheer up.

"call……"

The muscles in the throat trembled rapidly, and the pupils with their expression turned bloody.
Chapter completed!