People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

Jose Lozano is 26 years old and an ordinary person in Mexico.The small town where he lives is controlled by intricate forces. Young people either join gangs and die in a firefight, or they enter factories and work hard to earn a living.

Jose is not afraid of hard work, he is afraid of not seeing hope.

One day, Evan, his childhood friend who left town, comes back.That was the thin partner... still thin, but he drove a nice car and had a gold chain as thick as his thumb hanging around his neck.Evan told Jose that the Eagle Country is full of opportunities, gold, the moon is round, and the air is sweet.

Evan smiled and asked, "Would you like to go out and give it a try?"

Jose is not a person who worships foreigners. The Eagle Country is indeed better than Mexico, but he also knows that the rich will find paradise everywhere, while the poor will have difficulty wherever they go.

Evan's words can't be taken at all.

Evan only advised Jose: "Can it be worse than now?"

There are more people than Evan imagined who want to go to Eagle Country to realize their dreams, and there is no shortage of Jose.

This sentence finally touched Jose. Could it be worse than now?

Jose gave Evan his savings over the past few years and bought a "ticket."

Jose was wrong about one thing.

There is no worst, only worse... They were first blindfolded and put into a bus, transported to the border between the two countries, and crossed the border through a tunnel.Then they were rushed to a refrigerated truck.

More than fifty people were crammed into the truck. Except for getting off the truck once for convenience, they were squeezed into such a small space for more than ten hours.

To make matters worse, the ventilation fan stopped moving.

The air became thin.

The temperature inside the truck rose sharply, like a steamer.

Soon someone fainted from the heat.

A group of people either tried to open the door or tried desperately to slap the car wall, but the car door and car wall were tightly sealed and soundproofed.

More and more people fainted. Jose leaned weakly against the car wall, holding the bone sculpture that his grandmother gave him before she died, and closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but Jose felt a little light.He opened his eyes slightly with difficulty.

"Damn, damn!" Evan's voice said, "The boss will kill me!"

Evan scratched his head and combed his meticulously combed hair into a henhouse.

"what should I do now?"

The person who spoke was the truck driver, a bald man with a beard, "Send him to the hospital?"

"So many people have died, how to explain their origins?" Evan stared at the truck driver, "Do you want to go to jail?"

Evan lit a cigarette and smoked silently.Evan threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it hard with the balls of his forefoot.

The last thing Jose saw was the light, which shrunk as the car door closed, until only darkness remained.

Hope abandoned him again.

Mayan gang.

——To the outside world, they claim to be a legal motorcycle club with a certificate.

At this time, several official members stood in an open "V" shape, with their leader in the center - Grand Chief Felipe Reyes.

Felipei is in his early 50s, with black hair mixed with gray. He looks elegant and gentle among the other members, and the other members seem to respect Felipei very much.

"Evan, I told you not to leave the truck for 20 steps before the goods are delivered, right?" Felipe asked.

"Yes." Evan said with a sad face, "Sorry boss, Edward's snoring sounded like a drum, and the space in the car was small, so I just thought of going to the hotel to sleep for an hour or two. Before getting off the car, I told Edward, Let him stay in the car, I didn’t expect something like this to happen.”

Felipe turned to Edward, the truck driver: "Edward, do you want Evan to stay in the car before he leaves?"

"Yes." Edward said in a low voice.

"Then those technicians raised their fingers and you left?" Felipei said.

Edward lowered his head.

Felipe stretched out his hand, and his subordinate placed the loaded gun in his palm.

"Edward, what does the technician look like?" Felipe asked.

"Not very handsome, but in good shape." Edward showed a scared expression, "Felipe, I was really wrong."

Evan said: "Felipe, this is not his fault alone..."

boom!

Evan's words stopped abruptly.

The bullet hit the center of his eyebrow and instantly turned his brain into a mess.

Evan walked without any pain.

Felipei said: "Of course it's not Edward's fault alone."

"The corpses have been disposed of, and there are still guns." Felipei took the guns to his men and ordered: "Keep a low profile recently."

Although more than 50 people died, they were all stowaways from Mexico. With the country's urine, the popularity will not last more than a week, and those organizations that talk about human rights every day will become tolerant.

The only person who can link the death to the Mayan gang is Evan.

From the moment the accident happened, Evan was dead.

It's just that he didn't realize it.

……

……

Geralt and Nancy return to Black Pine.

"Home, or the Claw?" Geralt asked.

"The Claw," Nancy said.

Thinking that her father didn't notice that she hadn't been home for three days, Nancy felt empty in her heart.

The car was parked in the restaurant parking space.

Geralt felt something was wrong.

Too deserted...

There was a lingering stench in the restaurant.Many tables and chairs were smashed.

George, Bess, and Ace sat gloomily.

"George!" Nancy cried distressedly.

There was a palm mark on George's face, and half of his face was swollen.

Geralt's face turned gloomy. George was a person he could talk to among ordinary people. She was a very nice girl with a sharp mouth and a soft heart.

However, Geralt did not ask immediately, but followed the others to clean up.

"George, what happened?" Nancy asked.

A little bit of self-blame.

She wasn't here when something like this happened.

At first, George lowered his head and said nothing.She obviously didn't want Nancy to be involved in this mess.But Nancy's eyes didn't give in.

Since seeing Geralt's body resisting bullets, Nancy has swelled.

George sighed, "It was Terry. That bastard was selling his pills in the restaurant. I chased him away, and then the Mayan gang came."

"Who is Terry?" Geralt asked.

"Remember the barn party? That skinny guy selling pills, he was our classmate in high school. He was an asshole before, and he's even more of a scumbag now."

"Oh." Geralt remembered this person and was not very impressed.He asked again: "Is he a member of the Mayan Gang?"

"How is that possible?" The speaker was Ace, a half-empty chef. He said scornfully: "With his looks, which club would accept him? He's just an errand boy."

Geralt glanced sideways at Ace and sensed Ace's admiration for the Mayan gang.

That's right, many young people think that the ostentatious motorcycle clubs are cool and rich, and they worship them like celebrities.

—— Regarding this, Geralt would not comment. The atmosphere is such that it would be useless to say more.

Nancy asked: "Did the police call the police?"

"Yeah." George said.She didn't think calling the police would solve the problem.

The truth is exactly what George said.

The Maya Gang has lawyers who charge by the minute. They are literate criminals who understand the law.Crude methods will not work for them.In fact, those involved in the smashing turned themselves in and were released on bail the same day.

Then, at most, I can lose some money and do some social services.

But when running errands to peripheral people like Terry, the Maya gang can pull in a platoon!

……

……

"Actually, there are signs of most weird events, but they are often ignored."

Geralt walked to a place with lush grass.

poke.

Under the dim light, two dead birds were lying underneath, emitting a foul smell.

Geralt walked under the wall and suddenly lifted up a stone slab.Exposing the densely packed centipedes underneath.

The largest one is as long as a chopstick and as wide as a thumb.

Melinda was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

At this time, Robert fell silent. After a while, he said harshly: "Anyway, I won't believe it unless Satan appears in front of me... Melinda, go back to your room and stay with Robbie, and don't come out."

The layout of Melinda's house is similar to that of Geralt's house. There is a living room, an open kitchen at the entrance, and a bathroom and utility room next to the stairs.

After the three of them entered the house, Melinda poured a glass of water for Geralt, said sorry, and then went to the master bedroom on the second floor to be with her son.

Entering the bedroom, son Robbie is reading a picture book.

Six-year-olds may not fully understand what is happening, but they can feel their parents' emotions.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Robbie looked at his mother worriedly.

Melinda felt warm in her heart and forced a smile, "It's okay."

After thinking about it, Melinda took out the remaining fire tree seeds and salt from the bag and sprinkled them on the edges of the door and window.After doing this, she hugged Robbie and said, "Can mom tell you a story?"

"Okay!" Robbie clapped his hands and said happily.

First floor living room.

Geralt was holding an instrument, like a compass, with a two-pointed pointer inside, one white and one red.

"Normally, humans cannot see ghosts with their naked eyes, unless the ghosts take the initiative. The thing on my hand is called a 'ghost-pointing needle', and it responds to the energy of the spirit body."

"Huh, I'm pretending to be cool."

Robert was right this time, the ghost pointing needle was just a fake.Geralt, who has the gift of psychic vision, doesn't need this kind of thing, he just uses it to bluff people.

Geralt smiled and started from the lobby and visited every corner of the first floor, even the utility room.

The pointer of the ghost needle is as steady as an old dog, motionless.

There are five rooms on the second floor: master bedroom, children's room, study room, and two bathrooms.

Melinda and her son were in the master bedroom, and Geralt decided to start in the children's room next to the master bedroom.

Open the door.

A cold breath hit his face.

Robert shuddered.

The needle that had been so stable before shook.

Robert's face turned ugly, and he said harshly: "Maybe I forgot to turn off the air conditioner before."

Geralt ignored him and said: "The shaking is too small, which means it has been here before, but it is not here."

Said and walked to the study.

The study was a bit messy, but the previously restless pointer suddenly stopped being messy.

Only the master bedroom and the loft remain.

The entrance to the attic is in the hallway ceiling.There is a pull ring on the top. Pull it down to reveal the entrance, and at the same time, the folding ladder slides down.

The ghost needle swings wildly.

"found it!"

Geralt looked happy and prepared to climb up the ladder.

Robert's face was ferocious, he pulled out a dagger and stabbed Geralt viciously in the lower back.

Just as the dagger was about to hit Geralt's lower back, a strong hand grabbed Robert's wrist tightly.

The hand was, of course, Geralt's hand.

Geralt turned around slowly with a playful expression, "Mr. Benjamin, we are both male, how can you do such a thing as stabbing me in the waist?"

……

……

Time goes back to a day ago, not long after Melinda left.

Geralt took out his cell phone.

"Hey~Joseph, help me check the family."

"Is this family in trouble?"

"It's none of your business, I'm just asking if I can handle it?"

"As long as the money is in place... to what extent will it be checked?"

"The level of 1000 Baileys."

"no problem."

Joseph is a very powerful hacker and calls himself the god of the Internet. However, the real ghost comes to his door along the network cable and scares the shit out of this false god.It was Geralt who saved his life.

Geralt sent the names of Benjamin's family to Joseph, and also transferred 1000 beli.

While waiting for the results of the investigation, Geralt called Luke Roman.

"Hello, Mr. Winchester."

"Just call me Geralt."

"Okay, Geralt."

"Something happened. Do you have any impressions of the property at No. 6 Birch Street?"

"Of course there is. Those who deal with decontamination properties are usually very impressed by the houses they handle. No. 6 Birch Street was sold in December last year to the Benjamin family. There was a floating spirit in the house who liked to play pranks. The previous owner was frightened. It was broken, so I hurriedly moved it away and entrusted Roman Agent to sell it.”

"and then?"

"The danger level of floating spirits is low and they are very curious. Once they get familiar with a house, they will leave quickly. So we did not take strong measures. Strangely enough, Mr. Benjamin came to the door himself and learned about the risks in the house. We still insist on buying it in full. As you know, we are an intermediary, and the other party insists on buying it, so we have no reason not to sell it."

"Well, I see, thanks."

Not long after ending the call with Luke, Joseph sent an email.

A mere dozen pages of documents record the first half of Robert and Melinda's lives.

ordinary.

Ordinary things can also be ordinary happiness.

A record caught Geralt's attention: Robert was laid off from the Phoenix Car Sales Company a year ago. However, according to Melinda, Robert resigned to start a business half a year ago.

After resigning, bank records show that a sum of money was transferred to Robert's account every month, an amount similar to Robert's previous salary.

The company that transfers money is a leather company, and I don’t know who is behind it.It may not be impossible to find out if you check it, but the price will not be 1000 beli, and you will have to pay more. If 1000 Baileys can be found on this, Joseph can be regarded as a conscience.

Geralt highlighted "Robert" and was always on guard.

Want to sneak attack?

no way!

……

……

Geralt grabbed Robert's wrist and his eyes fell on the dagger.

Good guy, the back of the knife is serrated and the blade has blood grooves.

If you stab it down, let alone the waist, your life will be gone.

Geralt raised his foot and kicked Robert away.

Unfold the folded Demon-Breaking Crossbow.

Three magic-breaking arrows were shot out.

brush!brush!brush!

"what!!!"

While screaming, Robert was kicked down the stairs again by Geralt.

The door to the master bedroom opened a crack, revealing half of Melinda's nervous face.

Just in time to witness Robert rolling down the stairs.

"Oh my God, what did you do to Robert?" Melinda exclaimed.

"Is he your husband?" Geralt pointed at Robert downstairs and shouted: "Look clearly!"