Screenwriter Mystery

Look at the arm sticking out of the trunk.

The expression on Detective Zhou's face suddenly changed. He clearly remembered that when he stuffed the corpse into the suitcase, the other party always went in with his back facing away.

That is, unless the body in the trunk flips itself over, or turns its shoulders.

Otherwise, it is impossible for this arm to get out of the gap in the suitcase and block the zipper so well.

"A living corpse."

Looking at the bizarre scene happening now, for some reason, Agent Zhou couldn't help but hear what the man once said in his mind.

Perhaps, this corpse is really alive as the other party said.

That's why he kept spitting out gold coins, and when he was about to close the suitcase, he stretched out his hand to stop it.

"No matter what your purpose is, just go back to the suitcase for me now."

Although, I was shocked by the arm that suddenly stretched out from the corpse in the suitcase.

However, Agent Zhou is not an ordinary agent after all.

This little fright was not enough to frighten him. He reached out and grabbed the arm sticking out of the body from the suitcase and stuffed it back into the suitcase. Detective Zhou pulled the remaining zipper opening, and finally completely removed it. closed. Detective Zhou, who was pulling the zipper, didn't see it. At the last moment when he closed the zipper of the suitcase, in the analysis of the opening of the zipper, there was one eye staring at him.

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"What's wrong with me?"

"What's the matter, ran into the corridor so well?"

"Hey~ my head hurts so much, who hit me?"

"So numb, so numb, why do I feel like I've been electrocuted?"

As the corpse was put back into the suitcase, the chaotic and crazy crowd around them gradually calmed down. They covered their injured parts in the fight for gold coins, their eyes were full of dazed expressions. The process of being bewitched by gold coins, they are all at a loss at this moment.

...

"I want to check the surveillance video to see who has been hitting me in the face."

The confusion caused by the gold coins gradually dissipated. Standing in the calm crowd, Agent Phil covered his face that had turned into a panda, gasping for breath and reluctantly.

Compared with the ignorant detectives around him, Phil somewhat retains some memories before he was bewitched by gold coins, knowing that his injuries were left in the process of robbing others for gold coins.

"Has anyone seen Joey?"

Standing in the corridor of the BSI headquarters, watching the corpse that was stuffed back into the luggage.

Spike's slightly drooping eyes swept across the crowd in front of him, and suddenly asked Amanda beside him.

"Joy?"

Hearing the question that suddenly popped out of Spike's mouth, Amanda was stunned for a while, and then she glanced at the people in front of her as if she had reacted, and reacted later.

"Didn't he come out with us?"

He frowned and recalled it carefully, but there was indeed no memory of the fortune-teller coming out with them.

"Perhaps left in the office."

Spike didn't say anything about the possibility that Amanda offered.

Standing in place, his eyes flickered for a moment, he passed by the complaining Agent Phil, and walked straight towards the location of the team's office.

"..."

come back to the office.

The whole room was empty, and there was no figure.

Spike walked to the table where the fortune-teller sat before and stopped, only to see a reversed Fool lying quietly on the table, as if foreshadowing something to Spike.

...

"Then, Carl, why did you come to BSI with a suitcase full of corpses?"

In the interrogation room, looking at the man in front of her, Amanda asked.

"I said it, the person in the suitcase told me."

Facing Amanda's interrogation, as the body was stuffed back into the suitcase.

The originally confused consciousness of the man named Carl seemed to have become clearer. He frowned and thought for a while before replying to Amanda in an uncertain tone.

Amanda obviously expected the reply given by Carl, which was not much different from what he had talked to Spike before.

"So, Carl, can you tell me where exactly did you get this suitcase?"

Opening the information in his hand, according to BSI's investigation, the identity of the man in front of him can be basically confirmed.

Carl, who used to work for an insurance company. However, he was dismissed and lost his job due to negligence in an insurance policy not long ago, and then suffered a divorce. He became one of countless poor American men who fell into a mid-life crisis. He has not paid social security for nearly three months, but Just three days ago, the arrears of social security were suddenly renewed.

There is no doubt that these expenses for paying social security are from the gold coins spit out of the corpses in the suitcases.

"..."

"tramp."

Facing Amanda's interrogation, Carl, who was sitting opposite her, hesitated for a moment, and then revealed how he got the suitcase.

"tramp?!"

In the interrogation room, when he heard the word tramp in Carl's mouth, the expression on Amanda's face suddenly became solemn.

At the same time, his fingers subconsciously touched the necklace on his neck.

"This bum, shouldn't it be..."

Standing in the room next to the interrogation room, when he heard Carl's answer, Agent Phil touched his aching cheek and grinned.

"Probably."

Standing beside Detective Phil, Detective Zhou nodded.

The archives of the New York Joker case flashed in his mind immediately~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Arthur once mentioned that a homeless person gave him the clown mask before he died. At the same time, as he remembered correctly, the necklace on the head's neck also came from that homeless man.

In subsequent investigations, BSI, or Amanda herself, has been trying to find the traces of this strange homeless man, but there is still no very useful clues. In the entire United States, homeless homeless people like this are too many. More, every **** looks weird.

It is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack to find the mysterious homeless one among the tens of thousands of homeless people.

However, at the moment, Carl in the interrogation room proved that the tramp they were looking for in the past has reappeared.

Moreover, the corpse that was stuffed into the suitcase and spitting out gold coins was very similar to the style of the homeless in the past. It's all the same, putting objects with supernatural powers in the hands of ordinary people, the clown mask in Arthur's hand in the past, the necklace around the head's neck that erases memory, and the suitcase that can turn pain into gold coins, A steady stream of corpses spitting out gold coins.