Cang Dang! Cang Dang! Bang!
This is because a heavy object is hammering the door panel. The force is so strong that the anti-theft door on the outside is shaking non-stop. If this is escaped by the security, my life can't be explained here
"Asshole! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!" Amidst the impact, the security guard roared in a low voice.
I quickly took out the key and locked the anti-theft door, which was considered as a layer of insurance. Then I wiped the sweat coming out of my forehead, guarding the door of the house, and squeezing the knives I grabbed in my hand. I stared at the closed door of the room, for fear that the security would really become inhuman power. , I removed the door directly, but fortunately, what I was worried about did not happen. The security guard may have been tired or he may have given up the plan to hit the door. In short, the door was quiet.
However, shortly afterwards, there was another sound.
Wow! Cang Dang! Crackling!
There was a series of sounds of things falling to the ground across the thick wall and the door. It was estimated that the security guard inside was venting my anger by taking my furniture and so on.
Thinking of the new furniture at home, I felt as if blood was dripping in my heart, but the situation before me made me feel heartache, so I quickly took the opportunity to take out the mobile phone from my pocket and called the police.
"Hey, I want to call the police. A murderer broke into my house and wants to kill me. Come!" As soon as the call was connected, I yelled anxiously.
The voice of the policeman on the other end of the phone was very calm: "Sir, don't worry, please tell me your address and current situation. Are you safe now?"
Hurry up and report the address. After hearing that I said that the gangster was temporarily locked in my room, the policeman on the other end was obviously relieved: "The situation is not so bad for the time being, sir, find a safer place first. Hiding, I will arrange for the nearby police to pass by immediately, please wait for a while."
I hung up the phone, looked around, and hid behind the stairway next to me, so that if the security guard really broke out, I could escape first.
I don’t know if the sound of my alarm was so loud that the people in the room noticed it. I heard the sound of falling objects in the room and stopped, followed by the sound of footsteps walking back and forth. My heart raised it for a moment, not knowing what was going on inside, and more and more hoped that the police would show up soon.
Waiting is always the hardest thing in this world, every minute and every second is so long.
One second, two seconds, three seconds... Looking at the electronic clock on the mobile phone display, I can't wait to reach out and turn the minute hand inside twice, so that the time will immediately jump to the moment the police arrive. Others say that passing the day is like the year, but now I have a sense of urgency that the time is like the year.
Eight minutes later, a rush of footsteps sounded, and five or six heavily armed police officers rushed from the elevator. I rushed out quickly and almost wiped my tears: "Comrade police, you are here."
The leading policeman waved his hand at me: "Stop gossip, where's the gangster?"
"Inside, I kept guarding at the door, and didn't see him coming out. I will open the door now." I replied and took out the key and opened the door tremblingly.
Then, I was pulled aside by the lead police, and a group of people rushed in.
The expected sound of the fighting between the two sides did not come. After a few seconds, the leading policeman waved me into the room with a strange look and asked me: "No one was found in the room. The window on the balcony was open. Jumped the window and escaped. Only one gangster came in your house?"
"Of course, he is the only one, who knows what he suddenly went crazy and ran to my house
Come and attack me. "I glanced at the messy living room, I still nodded to confirm. To be honest, I've been puzzled up to now.
After asking about the details of the security, the police leading the team had no clues, so they could only tell me to be more careful. If there is a situation, call the police immediately and leave me with their police phone number, which is less expensive than dialing 110 directly. A lot of time.
Thanks to these policemen, it took more than a long time to clean up the living room that seemed to have been ravaged by a tornado. I was so tired that I didn't even have the energy to take out, so I just slept on the sofa.
The next day, I woke up hungry by my groaning stomach. I covered my protesting stomach. I rushed into the bathroom and took a quick wash, grabbed the key and wallet, and went out.
A bowl of warm wontons, I finally thought about recalling those things that happened yesterday. My instinct told me that it’s not that simple. There must be something wrong with the security guard. Maybe it’s related to the scum hidden in the dark. .
After thinking about it for a while, I decided to go to the security guard's house to check the situation first. At least the security guard has not disappeared, and there is no reason for the disturbance. Maybe I can find a clue from it.
Just do what he said, and found his address from the security's entry information. I immediately stopped a taxi and drove over without stopping.
It was an old community that looked like it was getting older. There were older uncles and aunts sitting in a circle at the gate of the community. Seeing me getting off the car and staring at something rare, I was scared. In two steps, he rushed into the unit building.
I found the house number according to the address. I raised my hand and was about to knock on the door. The door opened with a "creak". A fat aunt in an apron opened the door with a garbage bag in her hand. It seemed to be about to It was the security guard's wife to throw out the garbage.
"Okay! You unscrupulous boss is embarrassed to come to the door, why do you want to be private? I tell you, it is impossible!" Seeing me, the fat aunt immediately looked at me with a vigilant face, and shouted immediately. .
With a black face, I had to explain: "You made a mistake, I have news to tell you."
"What's the news? Did you find my dad?" The fat aunt roared, and two more people came out of the house, one tall and one short, probably two older brothers and younger brothers, who seemed to be the children of the security guard. The man is his daughter.
I nodded quickly: "Yes, your dad is okay. He went to my house before and ran away again, so I wanted to ask him if he went home?"
The fat aunt looked at me in disbelief and stared at me: "If my man comes back, would I not know? What tricks are you black-hearted boss playing? Who knows if what you said is true or false?"
"My dad hasn't appeared since he disappeared. Are you sure you saw it must be my dad? What proof do you have?" The security guard's daughter looked much calmer while protecting the younger brother behind her with one hand. The word "doubt" is still hanging.
When it comes to evidence, I immediately wanted to smile. No matter how I thought things would turn out to be like this, I didn't have time to video or take photos!
After thinking about it, I could only briefly talk about what happened yesterday, and finally helplessly spread my hands: "I called the police for this. If you don't believe it, you can go to the police station to check. Besides, I lied to you and treated me again. What are the benefits? I also hope to find people back quickly. I can do business peacefully, isn't it!"
I probably think what I said makes sense, the atmosphere is not as tense as it was at the beginning, and the fat aunt's expression has also eased a lot.
"I came here for two purposes. One is to see if the security guard has come back, and the other is to ask you, before the security disappeared, did you find any unusual behavior in him? Because I watched him yesterday. The situation seems a bit wrong mentally.” As I said, I scanned the faces in front of me, hoping to get a clue.
The fat aunt shook her head immediately: "I am busy all day long morning and night, and I haven't paid much attention to it."
The security's daughter's eyes flashed and said, "Speaking of which, my dad is a bit different from usual. He is often locked in the room by himself, and sometimes he laughs inexplicably."
When I heard that I was energetic, I hurriedly asked her about the specific situation, and asked to check it out in the room.
This time my request was granted. The daughter of the security guard led him into the security room. Using a spell, I quickly found a small doll from the small wooden box under the bed. The whole body was pitch black and wrapped around fast. The red cloth is somewhat similar to a security guard in terms of facial features.
Reminiscing about a series of weird behaviors after the security appeared, a guess flashed in my mind: Could the security have been manipulated? And the media is using this puppet
Seeing this weird puppet, the security guard's family was suddenly shocked, and the youngest son shrank tightly beside his mother in fright, unable to move.
So when I asked to take the puppet away, everyone in the family heaved a sigh of relief. This also convinced me that the security guard's family did not know the puppet.
When I returned home with the puppet, I tried to use all the methods I knew, but I still couldn't find a clue about the puppet, let alone find the master behind the scenes or the way to break the manipulation.
Thinking to no avail, I decisively called the old Taoist priest for help, naturally, I had to tell the ins and outs of the matter first, and focused on the strange puppet in my hand.
"Your suspicion is not wrong. Judging from the situation you said, that person has indeed no self-awareness and should be manipulated by others. I remember this situation. There is a rescue method mentioned in that book. You can find it yourself." After speaking, the old Taoist priest hung up the phone with a "snack", without giving me a chance to ask for help.
This operation was too fast, I was still digesting what the old Taoist said, and there was no sound on the phone. The corners of my mouth twitched, and I resignedly turned over the Taoist book again, looked through it carefully and carefully, and vowed in my heart that I must find the instigator.
After busying all night, I really found clues about the puppet, and the caster got the image of the caster from the puppet. It was not a single person, but a group of people, dressed in Taoist attire, but didn't do good things.
I was so excited that I almost didn't jump up. I went back and forth in the room two times excitedly. I was about to hit the door in a hurry. A question flashed in my mind, a very serious question: I only know what the other person looks like, but I don't know the address !
After scratching vigorously, I recalled the scene I saw, and suddenly remembered a detail. In the conversation between the security guard and the group of bad priests, an organization name was frequently mentioned. Maybe, you can try to find it.
I opened the mobile search, I entered the name of the organization, and when I searched, dozens of pages popped up with a "swipe". I could only click one by one to find the information I wanted.
After a morning comparison, I finally determined the address of the organization, found something to fill my stomach, packed up what I needed, stopped a car, and ran straight to the other side's site.
Now that you have found the man behind the scenes, there is no reason not to hit the door to vent your anger!
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