deformed bone

When Virgili walked away from the mirror, he didn't notice what was in the mirror.

If he had been a little more patient, and had glanced a little out of the corner of his eye at the mirror, which was encased in corrugated brass and so smooth and clean without a single drop of water, he could have seen that face.

It was the image of a handsome young man.Standing there, he seemed to be the reflection of an ordinary mirror.

He has dark brown soft curly hair, smooth skin, green eyes and thin lips.It was Vigili's own face, but if someone had the opportunity to look closely at both faces, he would be able to tell you the difference in no time.

Virgili's hair in the mirror is darker and darker, and his skin is lifeless, like silicone artificial skin wrapped around a robot (at first glance you might confuse them with real skin, but Soon you will realize your mistake, there is no flesh and blood under those flesh-colored silicone materials, they do not breathe, they will not wrinkle, and they will not age) His eyes are like poisonous snakes, with dark green irises wrapped in tiny Deep black pupils, cold and vicious eyes, full of yearning for death and ugliness.His smiling lips were thin and cold, but bright blood red, the lips of a vampire who had just raised his face from the wound of the corpse.

In front of this "Vigily", even the liar Virgilie who exposed his full nature is as pure, innocent and lovely as an angel.

But neither Virgili nor Fogg saw him in the mirror.

Vigily walked out of the bathroom, and he closed the bathroom door inlaid with carved glass. When he heard a soft "click", the image of the mirror turned his head, and he looked at the direction Vigily left. The vicious and sinister smile on the corner of his mouth deepened little by little.

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23: 20PM

美国

Los Angeles

No. 18 Hongsong Road

Calvin turned off his car at the end of an uphill.The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight fell on the straight asphalt road. During the day, the dull and hot road reflected faint silver light like a ribbon covered with silver powder.

Calvin turned off the headlights and stepped on the brakes. He used the moonlight to illuminate himself, and carefully relied on the gravity and inertia of the earth to let the dilapidated Cherokee slide down the slope as quietly as a car could.

Then he turned a corner at the bottom of the ramp, and the car barely moved forward for a distance of about tens of meters, and finally stopped slowly in front of a bungalow with a red roof and milky white walls.It was surrounded by an ugly iron fence, and instead of grass, the courtyard was a patch of yellow sand.

There are a few cacti planted near the corner. For many people, the huge and ugly cactus only grows in cartoons. A thin sunflower grows close to the cactus. It has a huge head hanging down, and the shadow looks like Like a tall, thin guy with a broken neck.

Calvin rested his arms on the car window and looked quietly at the windows of the bungalow, the shutters of which were fully closed behind the glass.The residents in this area are usually elderly people. Poverty and aging have made the entire neighborhood lifeless. Therefore, after nightfall, the entire street appears dark and quiet like a tomb.

Calvin's other hand was slightly outstretched, and it was hanging on a Nike canvas sports satchel that he had placed on the passenger seat. There were some things he had packed in his apartment, and a small amount of cash.

He looked at the house again.

According to some people's information, this is the lair where Redbeard used to live in seclusion and recuperate.But both Calvin and Isaac knew that this was just a cover for the red beard to release to the outside world (only a few people knew about it).In any case, Redbeard was a real old fox, and even this lair that was used as a cover was hidden enough. It could be said that there was no place that could avoid the prying eyes of the police and underground forces better than here.

Calvin took out his phone, and he checked the time and missed calls.

It was not yet time for the meeting, and Isaac had not left him any messages—this was not an unusual thing, but Calvin still felt a kind of secret anxiety that was hard to ignore.

He couldn't help thinking about Isa and Madeleine he saw that day, the sheltered home under the night, and the man named Imogen.Calvin felt a chill run down his back as he thought of the last man.

He couldn't explain why, but this man really made him feel very uncomfortable... like a brown circular blood spot on the back seat of a taxi, you know you shouldn't be nosy, but the moment you see it Still can't help but want to speculate on what is going on.

At [-]:[-], Calvin still did not wait for Isaac.Without the help of the air conditioner, the car started to feel stuffy and hot.Calvin finally entered the house early, grabbing his canvas bag.

He tiptoed from the back of the house into the courtyard, and then he ripped open the shell of the bird feeder in the courtyard-there was a faint green glow from the security door fingerprint collector under the rotting wood. Light.Calvin pressed his finger on the screen, and a very faint "click" sounded in the silent night sky.Calvin looked up at the porch again, and the back door of the house had been opened quietly.

Calvin looked around again, reached out and pressed the bird feeder back to its original position, and then, like some kind of wild cat, grabbed the canvas bag and slid silently and swiftly towards the back door.He didn't even make the gap in the back door any wider, but tucked himself sideways into the narrow gap.

The door was quickly closed again without making any sound.

The whole house was as quiet as Calvin remembered.

Even though this is just a place where Redbeard let out to the outside world, he still arranged everything here carefully.Moonlight slipped in through the cracks in the shutters, leaving thin streaks of light on the carpet.That is, relying on this little bit of light, Calvin watched everything in the room vigilantly—there are traps all over the place, as long as he takes a wrong step, he will be attacked—you must know that Red Beard always likes to "entertain" those who don't What a lovely trespasser.

The air conditioner in the house was turned on so low that Calvin felt the hairs on his bare skin stand on end.Above his head, the circulation system hummed slightly louder.

If there were people living in this house, they would probably be troubled by the loud noise, but now this sound can well cover up Calvin's footsteps.

Something doesn't seem right?Calvin frowned.The impression is that the air conditioner and circulation system in the house are always turned on to the appropriate gear. Redbeard is a very careful person, so he never ignores the details. He always arranges the whole house from the perspective of people living here Everything in it, lest the assassins realize that this is a terrible trap after seeing the unusual electricity and water bills and run away.

However... the security system is operating normally.

Calvin recalled the instrument before he entered the door.

It was not prepared for security. Most of the time, its purpose was to let Calvin and Isaac know that no prey had been caught in the trap, so they could continue playing in the room with peace of mind.

"..."

Calvin frowned. According to the rules in his mind, he stepped on a certain inconspicuous pattern on the carpet step by step, and finally came to the door leading to the basement.

However, when he was about to press the doorknob, his movements suddenly froze.

The doorknob was a sphere of smooth stainless steel, a tiny ray of light fell on it, and there seemed to be a stain on the handle... it just seemed to be a stain.

There was a short pause for Calvin's breathing.

Slowly, slowly, he squatted down and reached out to touch the ground by the door.

The sticky, still warm blood wet his fingers.A corpse lay stiffly in the right angle formed by the wall and the ground, the skin still had elasticity.

This Mr. Corpse tried to open the basement before the temporary, and left a clear bloody handprint on the doorknob of the stainless steel sphere.

Calvin withdrew his hand from the corpse expressionlessly.

He kept squatting silently, and took off the hard-soled shoes on his feet.

After stepping on the carpet with bare feet, the details that he had ignored before suddenly became clear—in several places, the blood had soaked the carpet.

Calvin wondered why he didn't smell blood in the air before, until he realized that the air circulation system of the whole house was turned on to the maximum tonight.The low temperature of the air conditioner and the hum of the circulation system suddenly had an explanation.

【Damn! 】

Calvin let out a mental curse at his own carelessness.

There are other people in the room.

After calming down, Calvin easily noticed this matter.

The only thing that is uncertain is that Calvin doesn't know whether those people have noticed his arrival.

And what was worse was that he had stuffed the gun in the side pocket of the rucksack—but the pocket was sealed with Velcro, and if he tried to get the gun it was bound to rattle.

The people who came here were very professional - they could even be said to be top-notch. They didn't even alert Redbeard's alarm system at the outermost perimeter of the line of defense.And the corpse in his hand was also killed when it was close to the door of the basement.Calvin couldn't imagine what would happen if he faced those people.Fortunately, compared with the intruders, Calvin was familiar with all the organs in the room.

As long as he stayed here quietly, he was sure that it wouldn't be long before all the intruders were caught in Redbeard's trap.

However, it takes time.

Calvin touched the phone in his pocket, his heart beating faster.

According to the agreement, Isaac will arrive here in a few minutes.Calvin hopes to stop Isaac before he enters the room...

Or, Isaac is already in the house at this time.

Just thinking of the possibility behind, Calvin felt dizzy caused by excessive tension.