Big Monster

"Raymond, you're still as smart as ever."

"Yes, I found a very important clue."

"Nagini and Wilson came from an orphanage whose director was Falcone's sister. Interestingly, the director of the orphanage died in a non-accidental explosion ten years ago, while I found out that the Falcone family was involved in the explosion."

A snowflake fell from the sky, before it hit the ground, the heat from Raymond's fingertips caused the snowflake to collapse into water droplets.

Feeling the coldness of his fingertips, and the raindrop that fell to the ground and shattered in an instant, Raymond's eyes were as cold as poisonous snakes, and he didn't know what he was thinking, only murmured:

"interesting."

On the other end of the phone, although he couldn't hear what Raymond said, Deby subconsciously asked, "What shall we do next?"

A flash of thought flashed between his brows, but after a while, Raymond shook his head, and a cold light flashed in the eyes of the fat poisonous snake: "There is no need to do anything."

Dengby was taken aback, a puzzled look flashed across his brows, and he subconsciously asked on the phone: "But as far as I know, Falcone's daughter..."

But Raymond interrupted the other party's words, with a deep meaning in his expression: "Debby, I know what you want to say. But these alone are not enough to bring down Falcone."

After hanging up the phone, Raymond took out gloves from his pocket. He saw that it was noon, but dark clouds had piled up in the sky, as if a blizzard was coming tonight!

In the afternoon, it snowed in Los Angeles. Although it was not Christmas, it made people excited.

Most American families do not have air-conditioning at this time. Facing the sudden drop in temperature, Mia couldn't help but took out a blanket to keep out the cold.

The house is very quiet, but the snow outside changed from light snow to moderate snow, and finally to heavy snow. The falling snow reminded Nagini of a snowstorm in Siberia.

In the house, Nagini was watching TV with Mia in his arms. In fact, he was disgusted at first, but the house was too cold.

The temperature suddenly dropped, and it was too late to light the fireplace. Besides, this is Los Angeles. Who has such a thing as a fireplace?

At first Mia felt that the blanket was still warm, but it didn't take long for her to realize that Nagini was much warmer than the blanket, so the little girl curled up in Nagini's arms shamelessly, while holding a only big rabbit.

The boring time just passed by like this, every minute and every second,

In the evening, the working family came back, but when they came back, Toledo dragged back a two-meter-high and one-meter-wide wooden box that looked like a coffin.

After struggling to lift the wooden box to the door, Toledo, who was only wearing a long gown, couldn't help rubbing his frozen hands: "Nagini, what did you buy?"

Nagini stretched on the sofa, and he said casually: "I don't know, you take it apart..."

In the middle of speaking, Nagini's expression froze for an instant, and a look of ferocity suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Toledo, I'm going out, I'll unpack the box!"

Chapter 147 Hello, Courier

Outside, perhaps because of the evening, the blizzard was even more violent.

The howling cold wind and snowflakes the size of goose feathers, like white demons, ravaged the entire Los Angeles!

Nagini's face changed, and a terrifying and fierce light flickered in his eyes!

Toledo on the side didn't notice the change in Nagini's eyes, but Brian, as the former FBI, was vaguely aware of what was in the box, and he wanted to open his mouth subconsciously.

But Nagini looked over with a sharp look, and Brian's face turned pale instantly!

He felt his body stiff, his heart stopped suddenly, and the terrible pressure pressed against him like a mountain, making him unable to breathe.

He had never felt the taste of death so strongly, as if the god of death had inserted a sickle into his mouth, and with a single swipe, he could cut off half of his head along his chin.

The man was so scary, Brian thought he knew Nagini well enough, but this casual glance?

Let Brian feel like falling into an ice cellar!

And just when Brian was about to collapse on the ground, Nagini restrained the ferocity in his eyes.

He got up from the sofa, and covered Mia with a blanket under her slightly dissatisfied expression.

The upper body is naked, and the lower body is a pair of simple cartoon pajama pants. He casually picks up a coat from the armrest of the single sofa and puts it on his strong body:

"It's a bit cold at home, so I won't be coming back tonight. By the way, Toledo, my car broke down. Can the pickup truck at home still drive?"

Toledo didn't realize what happened. After all, he was different from the professionally trained Brian, so at this moment he said casually: "It can be driven, but it is a bit dirty. The car key is in the garage. Why don't you drive my car ?”

But Nagini shook his head: "No, that's what Irving left for you. It's snowing and slippery today, and you're going to get scratched. You're probably going to be nagging for another three or four days."

Toledo was taken aback for a moment, and as he laughed and cursed, he punched Nagini who was walking towards him:

"Get out, what about the box?"

And Nagini grabbed the box, he looked at the blizzard outside the door, because of the angle, no one noticed that the indifference in Nagini's eyes was worse than the blizzard outside:

"No, I'll put the air conditioners in the box in the warehouse first, and I'll get a few more tomorrow."

Half an hour later, not far from Los Angeles Deepwater Port, an orange-red pickup truck with a wooden box in the back was forced to stop at the door surrounded by a snowstorm in a warehouse that had been abandoned for a long time.

With a height of 1.8 meters [-], a pair of cotton slippers on his feet, fragmented medium-length short hair, a Doraemon printed on his upper body, and SpongeBob SquarePants pajama pants on his lower body, Nagini, who doesn't fit well no matter how you look at it, stepped out of the orange pickup.

A gust of wind blew, and snowflakes fell on Nagini's chest as hard as marble. A pair of iron arms carried the wooden box on his shoulders. Nagini skillfully pulled out a key from the mail box next to the warehouse.

A two-story warehouse with dust on the ground.

It seems that no one has been here for a long time, but the facilities here are very good. Even after ten years, with a little cleaning, they will not be inferior to those good warehouses outside.

After all, this was Wilson's safe house back then.

Carrying the box to the second floor, Nagini dug out a stool, and took out a pack of cigarettes and a small bag of laundry detergent from nowhere.

With a touch of flame on his fingertips, Nagini lit himself a cigarette.

One third of a cigarette was smoked, and two streams of blue smoke were sprayed from the nostrils. There was a bag of torn washing powder next to it. The wooden box was opened, and a thick, disgusting blood and cruelty hit the face. come.

Inside lay a man whom Nagini knew, his name was Edgar.

The limbs were cut off, and the wounds were covered with glue. Under Edgar, there was a wooden box with a baffle inside, and there were twelve small boxes inside, which contained fingers, toes, palms, soles, arms, and calves.

In the upper part, Edgar was cut into a stick, leaving only the torso, head, thighs and arms.

His mouth was locked with a long gag, his eyes and eyelids were cut off, two bloody, empty eye sockets, just looking at Nagini,

Although he didn't know what Edgar had experienced before, even a cold-blooded bastard like Nagini couldn't help frowning at this moment.

One-half of the smoke is burned and thrown away.

Nagini carefully scratched the metal chain on the edge of the gag with his fingernails, and Edgar's body began to struggle involuntarily when he felt someone touch it.

Yes, he's not dead yet!

After taking off Edgar's gag, Nagini patted the other person's shoulder. His expression was a little complicated, but he didn't stop what he was doing.