"I don't want to ask anyone, I just want to ask a few questions."

Ryan loosened his shoulders,

I struggled to show the kind smile of my previous professionalism on my face.

But maybe it was because I hadn't been to the profession for too long, the red-haired woman on the opposite side did not say anything, but raised her other hand and the screen was stuck on the alarm phone.

"If you have something to do, I can call the police for you."

"Stop it if it's inconvenient."

Ryan shook his head,

I'm too lazy to explain what I'm confused about.

After all, the distance between people is gradually getting farther and farther away in modern society. If it were him, he would have reacted the same way before he did not have the power of this kind of plug-in.

Turn around,

Just as he was about to leave.

Wade, behind him, suddenly took out his wallet, pulled out a stack of unwet banknotes from it, and shook it:

"Let's go in and have a shower."

"Do you think I'm a hotel?"

The red-haired woman frowned.

“Add so much more.”

Wade took out another stack of banknotes.

Thanks to the generosity of his old friend at Swiss banks, he has now really experienced the pleasure of not taking money as money.

The red-haired woman's face changed, and she was silent for a while and then suddenly took a step back.

"Okay, please come in."

.........

.........

Feeling the oncoming hot water dispelling the chill in his body, Ryan turned off the rain, wiped his body with a new towel, and walked out of the bathroom.

Outside the bathroom is the first floor living room, the fireplace inside is burning strong. The clothes that were wet before were placed in front of the fireplace, and the moisture inside has almost evaporated.

Wade sat on the sofa opposite the fireplace, and he had just finished taking a shower. He went to the second floor bathroom, so the two of them actually didn't conflict and didn't have to tell them the order.

"She is in her room, maybe she is counting money."

Wade spoke when he saw Ryan coming out.

"This woman has a big heart."

Ryan sat down on the sofa, took a sip of hot tea placed in front of him and said.

Although he and Wade are not ordinary people, it is obviously an uncomfortable experience to get wet in the rain in this winter. Now, baking the fireplace and drinking hot tea makes it feel much more comfortable.

"Aren't we afraid of stealing anything?"

Ryan said,

While starting to look at the furnishings around him, he found that the woman had nothing to steal at home, and it was as if she had just been swept away by a group of robbers.

Sighing his lips,

Ryan said again:

"Tsk, I'm not afraid of any bad guys we are."

"Ha, maybe she's just a bad person?" Wade said with a look at the stairs.

"What did you find?" Ryan asked, putting on his almost dry coat, shook his hair, which was still wet.

"It's nothing, it's just a little fan. She may not be a bad person, but she obviously has nothing to do with good people."

"We don't have to take care of this matter, they have their own understanding."

but,

This discovery also explains why this woman would invite them in without hesitation after seeing the money. After all, when she really got addicted, what else could this group of people not do?

The two of them baked on the sofa in front of the fireplace for a while,

When the last trace of moisture is evaporated,

Ryan knocked on the table.

"Call her down and ask."

"Um."

Wade nodded,

Then he shouted loudly to the top:

"Please get some trouble."

About four or five minutes have passed.

The woman walked down a little slowly.

It was obvious that she felt a very obvious resistance, but maybe because she had collected the money, she still sat down on the stool next to her patiently.

The previous vigilance turned into a hint of impatience and anxiety at this time.

"Have you had something strange happening here recently?"

Ryan said after thinking for a while.

"Are you reporters?"

The red-haired woman glanced at Wade and then said to herself:

"The reporter is not as generous as you."

"So, is something happening?"

Otherwise, why would the first reaction be to think of reporters? Obviously, it is because there are always reporters nearby.

"It's not a big deal, right? It's just a collective disappearance case. I don't know who spread it so magical. It attracted a group of reporters to smell the smell of fish, and even the police around me became more and more."

Normal people can definitely accept that there are more police officers around them, but for a red-haired woman, this is simply a break from her life.

"How many people are missing?" Ryan asked.

"Six, or seven, who knows, there are not one suspect, but they know if these people are striking the sea?"

"Is there anything else going on besides someone missing?"

"Do you have to ask the police yourself for this matter?" The red-haired woman was a little impatient.

"We didn't see the police," Wade said.

"Are you sure?"

The red-haired woman was stunned,

Then he asked quickly.

"Confirm." Wade nodded, "It's like this heavy rain, maybe the police will go to rest."

A trace of excitement flashed in the red-haired woman's eyes. She stood up and walked to the window, poked her head out and looked around. After confirming that there was no policeman, her whole body suddenly became excited.

"You guys wait for me, I'll go out to buy something."

The red-haired woman put on a windbreaker, didn't even go to get an umbrella, nor did she care whether her words were in line with normal logic.

She couldn't wait to push open the door, blocked her head with one hand, and at the same time she spread her legs and ran towards the villa next door.

The two villas were actually less than twenty meters apart. There was a green belt that made a simple partition. In the heavy rain, the red-haired woman looked at Volvo, which was parked at the door of the villa.

He muttered:

"It seems she is at home, it seems she is at home."

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!!!"

The red-haired woman walked over and stopped covering her hair with her hands, but began to smash the door hard.

"Alice, Alice, it's me, open the door quickly, open the door quickly!"

"clatter"

The door was pushed open from inside,

It was the door opened by an old man with a little white hair.

The red-haired woman looked inside,

Asked anxiously:
To be continued...