Chapter 94 Golden Mask 3
After hearing this story, Ye Xiaoxuan and the others were deeply touched, but what does this story have to do with this case?
Director Wang seemed to see through her thoughts and immediately took something out of his arms.
Ye Xiaoxuan took a closer look and found that it was just a piece of ordinary paper, nothing special about it.
Ye Xiaoxuan was just about to ask Director Wang what he meant when she saw Director Wang unfold the paper.
Then with a "click", the paper unfolded and a piece of gold fell on the table.
The moment the golden fragments appeared, Ye Xiaoxuan's pupils dilated slightly.
It was not because of the piece of gold, but because of the handwriting on the paper wrapped around the gold piece.
It was a letter, with the word "invitation" clearly written on the paper.
Dear leaders of the Superpower Bureau:
Hello!
When you see this letter, I believe you have already received the news we have delivered. You must be very curious about where those two little girls went, right?
Hehehe... Don't be anxious, because the answer is hidden in the blood and screams, and the key is in your hands.
I hereby solemnly invite you to my game room, located at No. 666, Wanping Road, Nanshi.
The rules of this game are very simple -
This game is played with three people. Please note that it is three people. One more or one less will not work. I know you must be troubled by asking for the names of the participants, so here, I have made a list. You only need to assign people according to the contents of the list.
Hehehe, I'm very considerate! 〔naughty.jpg〕
Once the game starts, you are not allowed to exit or pause, so please choose carefully when participating in the game.
At the end of the game, the winner can take the secret away, and as for the loser... haha, you don't want to know anyway.
Then what comes next…
When? Where? I believe you must be very curious!
Don’t worry, you will receive a “hint” soon.
I am here, looking forward to playing this... game of life and death with you.
——From an interesting game producer
PS Don't burn this letter, I hate the smell of cigarettes. I'm waiting for you at No. 666, Wanping Road, Nanshi!
The tone of the invitation letter itself was not straightforward, but for some reason, although the person in her mind kept writing words like "hehe", "haha", and "hehe", Ye Xiaoxuan felt a faint sense of boredom between the lines.
It was like an emotionally apathetic patient was cosplaying as a crazy clown and talking to them, which felt a bit awkward.
After reading the contents of the invitation letter, Director Wang sighed and said helplessly: "That's the matter, so I'll leave it to you three this time. Of course, there will still be entourage hiding in the dark with you. After all, the Supernatural Bureau cannot be completely controlled by a group of criminals."
After Director Wang finished speaking, his eyes were sharp and his knuckles were bent. So just like that, Ye Xiaoxuan and the others took the files, read them as they walked, and embarked on the road of solving the case.
Ye Xiaoxuan and his team got more information from the files.
After reading the information inside, there was one thing that particularly bothered Ye Xiaoxuan, which was the transcript of the yellow-haired guy.
"Take a look at the file."
She said to Zhou Mingyuan and the others, "According to what the person who reported these cases, the one with the yellow hair, said in his transcript, Lin Haotian is not a greedy person."
As a friend of Lin Haotian, the authenticity of Huangmao's words remains to be considered, but he was able to collect usury in the local area for more than ten years without being beaten to death.
In addition to a certain background, means are also indispensable.
Before the incident with Wang Qiang, he would basically come and leave when he asked for money. But that time, after Lin Haotian came back from Wang Qiang.
I told Huang Mao that I must squeeze out all the potential value of Wang Qiang. But no matter how much I persuaded him, he would not listen.
In Huangmao's transcript, regarding the situation at that time, such a scenario can be constructed based on what Huangmao confessed.
It was one night. After collecting the money, Lin Haotian and Huangmao were standing by the barbecue stall. He held a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and exhaled a puff of smoke, with a sneer on his lips.
"Wang Qiang, that kid, I don't know where he got a fortune from before, but he actually asked him to pay back the money."
After saying that, Lin Haotian flicked the ash off his cigarette and squinted his eyes in enjoyment.
The yellow-haired guy next to him also said, "Congratulations, Brother Haotian, you finally got back the money you owed after half a year."
After hearing what he said, Lin Haotian also continued chatting with him: "It's not easy. I thought it was really going to be a bad debt this time! After all, that guy is a real beast. In order to gamble, he forced his wife and daughter to sell themselves, and ended up losing both their money and their lives. Where did that guy get the money?"
Lin Haotian spoke leisurely, as if thinking about something, but Huang Mao didn't care much: "No matter where he got the money, we have already made up our minds about the money, and the rest is none of our business."
What Huang Mao said actually made sense, but Lin Haotian sneered: "It doesn't matter? How is that possible? I think that guy is very capable and doesn't seem to be short of money. After dragging it out for so long, shouldn't he pay us more interest?"
As soon as these words came out, Huang Mao immediately frowned and lowered his voice: "Brother Haotian, the situation is tense recently and the police are keeping a close eye on us. If you do this, what if... Besides, it's not like we haven't taken the interest."
After all, Wang Qiang had only borrowed 50,000 yuan from them at the beginning, and the total amount of debt they had recovered was 55,000 yuan, which was ten times the amount!
But who knew that Lin Haotian sneered, his eyes fierce,
"If he dares to owe money, he will have to pay the price. That little bit of interest can't even make up for my lost wages. As for...what if, the police? Oh, what can he do? Does he dare to call the police? I have plenty of ways to make him obey!"
Huang Mao wanted to persuade him again: "Brother, why don't you slow down? I'm pushing you too far..."
He wanted to persuade him again, but it was pointless. Facing Lin Haotian at this moment, the yellow-haired man swallowed his saliva and finally stopped talking.
Lin Haotian smiled coldly: "Remember, if you want to survive in this industry, you have to be ruthless to survive. Wang Qiang? Ha, I will make sure that not even a bone of him is left!"
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This was the entire scene that day. Time goes back to the present, and Ye Xiaoxuan and the others are still talking.
"This is indeed a suspicious point. It is very likely that the mask is responsible. But we need to continue investigating to find out what exactly happened." Zhou Mingyuan spoke, and Ye Xiaoxuan agreed with this.
Soon, the group arrived at the place where Lin Xiaoyu and Su Qing last disappeared - the old-fashioned game hall.
By the time Ye Xiaoxuan and the others arrived at the game hall, it was already evening. Outside the game hall, a mottled neon sign hung diagonally on the faded brick wall. The big characters "Galaxy Entertainment City" were missing strokes, flickering in the night.
The iron awning at the door was rusty, and underneath it were yellowed arcade posters with curled corners of characters from Street Fighter and King of Fighters 97. The green wooden door with peeling paint was ajar, and the door handle was polished to a shine. When pushed open, the hinges made a long creaking sound, as if resisting this era that did not belong to it.
Entering the game room:
A warm breeze mixed with the smell of sweat, cigarette smoke, and burning electronic components blew in my face.
More than 20 arcade machines are arranged in a formation like retired veterans, some with magnetized ripples on the screen and some with joysticks wrapped in electrical tape.
The Metal Slug machine in the corner was covered with patches, and the words "If you swallow the coin, you will be beaten" were written in red paint under the coin slot. The ceiling fan rotated slowly, casting a swaying shadow on the monitor covered with handprints and the operating table with cigarette burns.
This scene didn't seem anything special, but Ye Xiaoxuan and Zhou Mingyuan, who were familiar with the dungeon and had rich experience, knew that they had now entered the dungeon, and only Tian Zihan was still looking around there.
Going deeper into the arcade step by step, they saw various graffiti on the surrounding walls, with cheat codes, confessions and long-expired pager numbers written on them. At the end of the road, Ye Xiaoxuan and the others saw an old-fashioned arcade machine.
The arcade machine was still on, but there was no one in front of it. In the dim game room, it was the only one still emitting light, and a game was being played on it - "If You're a Man, Go to the 100th Floor".
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