115 Malte Street.

It is the home of Moebius Cohen.

This is the result that Farylin found after checking the information all night last night.

When Wu Cangye appeared in front of Farylin at six o'clock in the morning with a bag of food, Farylin felt very uncomfortable.

This is not in line with Wu Cangye's character.

He ate anyway because he was too hungry.

"Are you sure?" Wu Cangye asked him.

About that address.

"Of course, shit. I found this out after reading dozens of reports. It's absolutely true. Damn it, I never thought the beef burgers left behind would be so delicious. I take back what I said before. They are not a shit store.

Restaurant." Farrellin didn't know whether it was because he was too hungry and sleepy, or the fact that Wu Cangye bought breakfast changed his perspective a little, and he spoke unscrupulously again.

But he reacted immediately, swallowed the last bite of the burger, looked at Wu Cangye with some embarrassment, and whispered: "Don't worry, I confirmed it, it's not wrong, but I think there should be a lot of police in that place now,

There are even people from the Military Intelligence Agency..."

"We're leaving in the afternoon, you can take a nap first." Wu Cangye interrupted him.

Farrellin choked back the last words, muttering in his heart, it was really an illusion, how could this devil be a good person, he actually asked me to go with him!

No……

I do not want to go……

I don’t want to die yet…

But he still had to go to sleep.

I was really just so sleepy that I would definitely just go outside the house and run right away.

Wu Cangye couldn't hear Farrellin's inner chatter, and he didn't care. He turned on the TV.

He couldn't read the eagle script very well and had to rely on listening to get information.

Regarding what happened last night, it seemed that all of a sudden there was no news. There were far fewer reports on the TV. It was obvious that some external force was intervening in this matter.

So, is it really serious?

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Just when Wu Cangye was watching the TV news.

Two people were studying content that had been suddenly blocked from television news.

"Hey, let me say, Harrison, why are we looking at these damn information here? Aren't we here to pursue that matter? What does these things have to do with us?" Military Intelligence A-level who seemed to be unable to wake up all day long

Agent Martin yawned, put down the heavy information in his hand, and slumped down on the hard steel-backed chair, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"This matter is also very difficult." The man called Harrison was just the burly detective with a serious expression who seemed to be wearing sunglasses everywhere. He was carefully looking at the information provided by his colleagues in Xinjin City in his hand.

Above are photos of the scene where Moebius killed his parents, including details of the corpses.

For ordinary people, they would definitely vomit directly.

But Harrison looked at it very carefully. As he looked, he seemed to be memorizing it directly.

"Although judging from the photos of the scene, the hazard rating is C at best, but I smell something bad."

"Then why don't you throw away this pile of junk quickly, let us quickly find the bastard we should be looking for, and then I will continue to go to the beach for vacation. Please, your monthly salary is only 10,000 yuan, do you need to work so hard?"

"Don't you think it's a coincidence?"

"What coincidence?"

"We came here after chasing that incident, and we encountered something like this."

"Although the probability of an unknowable event happening is less than 0.2%, it doesn't mean that two things won't happen to come together, right?"

"No, I think this is the guidance of fate."

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Wu Cangye felt something guiding him forward.

He was walking on a wasteland.

Wasteland means nothing.

He felt a voice calling him.

long time.

When he looked up, he saw only a huge white fog.

I don’t know when the fog started.

Then Wu Cangye woke up.

Dreaming again.

This time, the dream was different.

But there are similar places, that is, the wasteland, summoning.

What does this mean?

What is white mist?

Is it real fog?

Just like the fog on the sea.

A variety show was playing on the TV, and several comedians laughed exaggeratedly.

Wu Cangye himself didn't know when he fell asleep.

His vigilance was actually so bad before.

Or is the period of weakness coming again?

The clock on the wall has pointed to one o'clock.

It's already afternoon.

At this time, there was a movement in the house. It was Farrellin who woke up, scratching the head of the chicken coop and yawning as he came out.

Looking at Wu Cangye sitting on the sofa, he quickly apologized and said: "I'm sorry, I didn't know I would sleep for so long..."

"Let's go, it's getting late." Wu Cangye stood up and turned off the TV.

The two of them had something to eat downstairs and then drove to Malte Street.

"Uh... let me make it clear first that I won't go in, is that okay? I'll get off the bus next to Malte Street..." Farrellin said while glancing at Wu Cangye anxiously.

"kindness."

What he didn't expect was that this time, Wu Cangye actually nodded and agreed to the matter.

"Thank you, thank you, Cang. If you have any requests, you can tell me and I will try my best to help you." Farylin said quickly.

"Just wait for me." Wu Cangye had already driven the car to Fitz Street next to Malte Street.

"By the way, I have a guy here..." Farylin seemed to remember something, took out a revolver from the drawer of the car, and handed it to Wu Cangye.

"Although the caliber is not large, I hope it will be useful."

"Why didn't you use it yesterday?" Wu Cangye looked at him.

"Ahem." Farrellin coughed awkwardly, "This thing is only used to deal with enemies. We are friends, aren't we?"

Wu Cangye shook his head and said, "I don't know how to use a gun, so put it away."

He asked Farrellin to get off the bus and wait in a nearby cafe, while he himself chose to get off the bus.

There was no way he could drive into that street.

Of course, before getting off the car, he looked around and found that there were no cameras.

Otherwise he wouldn't stop here.

Malte Street was right next door. He already knew the route and crossed it through a small alley. Then, he saw Moebius's house.

As for where Moebius's home is and what it looks like, he has already read it from the information given by Farrellin.

Moebius lives in a detached two-story house with a small yard. From the outside, the neighborhood looks empty and surrounded by a thick cordon.

It looks desolate and no one is around.

But Wu Cangye would definitely not go there directly. He didn't need to bet, he could imagine that there must be police or even people from the Military Intelligence Bureau nearby.

He is not impatient, he can wait.
Chapter completed!