The two walked into Living Room.
Fang Cheng asked A Le to sit down, then went to the bar to pour another glass of warm water and handed it over:
"Drink some water first to moisten your throat."
A Le took the Glass cup with both hands:
"Thank you Mr. Fang."
After he thanked him, he held the cup but did not drink. His body was still tense.
Fang Cheng sat down on the sofa opposite him and asked first:
"I heard from Mr. Shen that you led a team to the Blackwater River this morning to find the two brothers who had the accident last night?"
As soon as he finished speaking, A Le's hand holding the water glass shook slightly, and the water in the glass rippled.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Fang Cheng with bloodshot eyes:
"Mr. Fang, you already know everything?"
"Know what?"
Fang Cheng feels a little baffled:
"I just heard that they drove into the mountains last night. They lost control of the car on the road, broke the guardrail, overturned and fell into the river. I don't know the specific situation."
"It's not a car accident!"
A Le bit his back molars, and the muscles in his cheeks bulged.
He hesitated, stared at the water glass in his hand, and said in a low voice:
"Mr. Fang, do you remember those man-eating monsters Blood Thorn Mercenary Group?"
Fang Cheng's heart moved, and he put away the casual Meditative Posture:
"Remember, what happened?"
A Le swallowed and then said slowly:
"The death conditions of A Liang and A Fei are very similar to the brothers who were eaten by Muscle Monster. It was definitely not an accidental car accident!"
A Liang and A Fei naturally refer to the two club members who transported Firearms into the mountain overnight.
Fang Cheng frowned slightly, leaned his body against the back of the sofa, and ordered in a deep voice:
"How did they die? Tell me the details."
A Le took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and told the whole story:
"I got the news in the morning and rushed to the scene of the accident immediately. I took a few brothers who were proficient in water skills to go down to the river and finally found the car that crashed into the bottom of the river."
"After that, a salvage boat was called, and people were sent to tie the frame with ropes and tow the entire car to the shore."
"We checked carefully and found that the window Glass was broken, and the front and door were deformed by the impact and were stuck."
"A Liang and A Fei were both tied with seat belts and left in the car, but their death conditions were very strange. They were not killed by being hit or drowned."
"Because when they were fished out, the people inside... didn't look like normal corpses at all..."
Speaking of this, A Le's voice had an uncontrollable trembling.
"What's wrong?"
Fang Cheng stared at A Le's sweaty face.
"They... are like bacon hanging to dry under the eaves."
A Le's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and he spoke faster and faster:
"The whole body shrank, leaving only a layer of gray-white skin, tightly wrapped around the bones. The eyeballs were deflated in the eye sockets, and the mouth was wide open, as if he saw something terrible before he died."
"Some of the brothers who followed me have done forensic medicine. I took the courage to test them and found that all the blood in their bodies had disappeared, as if they had been drained by something in an instant."
A Le raised his head suddenly, with unconcealable fear in his eyes:
"Mr. Fang, I, A Le, have been around for more than 20 years. I have done a lot of things where I saw blood on the tip of a knife, but I have never seen this kind of death."
"This is not something that can be done by a vendetta on the road. It is definitely done by those monsters hiding in the dark, neither humans nor ghosts!"
"Just like... the last time President was kidnapped by Blood Thorn Mercenary Group, Jedi is not the right method!"
As he spoke, he tightly clenched the Glass cup in his hand.
Since experiencing the near-death kidnapping incident, A Le is now very afraid of these Aberrant who own Bizarre Ability.
Like a frightened bird, the slightest disturbance can stir up his nerves.
Fang Cheng nodded slightly to express understanding.
A Le grimaced and continued:
"After something like this Anomaly happened, I'm afraid someone else is eyeing President, or coming after us East City Association."
"But I went back to report to President. He looked at the photos of the scene a few times, but told me not to make a fuss. He said that maybe I just happened upon some evil thing passing by by chance, and asked Hall to take off the pension and close the case."
A Le sighed longly:
"I really don't know what I'm doing, and I'm on tenterhooks. After thinking about it, I realize that you are a top expert in this field, and you are very knowledgeable."
"So, I can only shamelessly come to Mr. Fang and want to hear your ideas."
Fang Cheng didn't say anything immediately after hearing these words.
He lowered his eyes, thoughts floating in his mind.
The inexplicable feeling in the morning seemed to be a little stronger now.
It is impossible for an ordinary car accident to produce two mummies. It is obviously Aberrant or some kind of monster.
It's just that it's still unclear who the other party's real target is.
It's also possible that it was just an impromptu crime.
He raised his head and saw A Le looking at him eagerly, so he asked:
"Have any other unusual things happened to you East City Association recently?"
"No."
A Le shook his head decisively:
"The business of all branches and Hall is running as usual. I haven't heard of Strange Event happening anywhere."
"Is there any conflict with other social groups?" Fang Cheng continued to ask.
A Le thought for a while and replied:
"Recently, for the rights to watch Southern District's Bar and Nightclub, the brothers below did have some friction with Big-Headed Jiao's people, and they ruined two shows for each other."
"But the matter didn't get serious. Grandpas from both parties have made an appointment to have tea at Teahouse next week and sit down to talk."
After a pause, he added:
"Big-Headed Jiao is just a low-ranking grass-roots team. He is under the sect of a retired uncle. He has at most a few hundred bad guys who collect protection fees, and he doesn't have a big backer behind him."
"I don't think this could be their fault. They don't have the courage, let alone hire such a man-eating monster."
Fang Cheng thought for a moment and then ordered:
"You personally take people today to check the entire Resort carefully inside and out, especially the blind spots that no one usually goes to, as well as the recent surveillance videos, and the new guests."
"If someone wants to target East City Association, they will definitely leave traces and expose some flaws."
"When you give me a summary of the platoon situation, and with detailed information, I can give you a definite idea."
"Okay, I'll do it right away!"
A Le felt like he was being pardoned and nodded in agreement.
With the words Fang Cheng, he finally had a backbone in his heart.
The two exchanged a few more details.
A Le put down the water glass, stood up to say goodbye, and hurriedly left the room to arrange manpower.
As the door clicked shut, Presidential Suite became quiet again.
Fang Cheng stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
Outside the window, the sun has fully risen.
The sun is shining brightly, the trees are shady, and many tourists are wandering in Resort and Gardens.
In the distance, several waterbirds flew across the lake and flew along the neatly manicured lawn toward the nearby woods.
An idyllic scenery that has been quiet for many years.
Fang Cheng looked at the scenery outside, but his eyes gradually became cold.
If it was just an ordinary vendetta for profit on the road, he wouldn't bother to meddle in others' affairs.
But once the matter involves Aberrant, and it is the kind of monster that sucks flesh and blood and loses control of its mind, it is unusual.
Whenever and wherever such a thing appears, it will be followed by indiscriminate killing.
Fang Cheng I'm not sure if this ghost thing is coming for me.
But he lives in Resort now, and more importantly, Zhou Xiumei is also participating in the talent show in Training Camp.
He will never allow anything that can eat people to be hidden around him, nor will he allow any Unexpected Events to escape his control.
No matter what kind of monster or monster comes, if you dare to show your head, you will die!
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng turned around, strode to the bar, and picked up the phone.
Unlock the screen and click on the address book.
Quickly scroll through the contact list.
His eyes finally stopped on a name: Lin Chuqiao.
Press the dial key.
After a few short beeps, the call was connected.
"Brother Cheng, we haven't seen each other for just one day, do you already miss me?"
Lin Chuqiao's delicate voice came from the receiver, with a hint of obvious joy:
"Are you still used to living there at Resort? Are you happy and unhappy?"
"The environment here is not bad."
Fang Cheng listened to his girlfriend's joke and said calmly:
"I have something serious to do with you, so do me a favor."
Lin Chuqiao thought it was a business matter and said smoothly:
"Is this a cooperation project discussed with the East City Association? Yesterday, I sent all the relevant documents as per your request."
"Although the person in charge named A Le you mentioned is not highly educated, he is still very down-to-earth in his work. I will personally control the details of the subsequent business connections..."
"It's not a business matter."
Fang Cheng interrupted her:
"I want you to help me predict my recent fortune."
Upon hearing these words, the smile on the other end of the phone instantly faded.
Lin Chuqiao's voice immediately dropped and he asked warily:
"Brother Cheng, did you notice anything unusual? Is someone secretly following you, or is Utopia planning to attack you?"
Before this, because there was a behemoth named "Utopia" watching covetously in the secret, Lin Chuqiao often used his ability to predict Fang Cheng's fortune out of worry, hoping to ensure the safety of her boyfriend.
But Premonition will be extremely overdrawn in the future Mental Energy.
Lin Chuqiao not only has to manage Illumination Society on weekdays, but also takes care of the daily operations of Morningstar Trading Company.
Taking care of both ends for a long time is simply too much for the body.
Fang Cheng specifically discouraged Lin Chuqiao for this purpose.
After all, even if Utopia wants to set up a trap against him, there is always a planning process. There is no need to go to Peek unknown things too frequently.
Since then, Lin Chuqiao has followed the advice and made routine predictions basically every three or four days.
"That's right."
Fang Cheng thought about it for a moment and briefly repeated the matter:
"People from the East City Association just came to report that two of their men were attacked last night. The bodies were fished out from the river. They were shriveled up and all the blood in their bodies had been drained."
Lin Chuqiao After listening, he quickly made a judgment:
"Drained of blood? That should be Blood Clan, which is the legendary Vampire."
"This kind of creature usually lurks in Europe and the United States. It is best at self-healing and changing abilities, and rarely appears in China."
She paused and her tone became more solemn:
"Brother Cheng, are you worried that Utopia has targeted you and sent this kind of monster to attack the front line?"
"That's right."
Fang Cheng looked at the sunny scene outside the window, his eyes flickering slightly:
"I have a bad feeling right now. I always feel like something is going to happen in the past two days."
On the other end of the phone, Lin Chuqiao understood clearly.
Fang Cheng's spirit Willpower is far beyond ordinary people's Martial Artist. Although she does not have a clear Premonition Ability like her, she can always have a keen sense of the upcoming Danger.
This kind of intuition is unclear, but it is often more accurate than radar.
The ancient spiritual world called it "Heart Stirring".
"Okay, I'll take a look right away, don't hang up the phone."
Lin Chuqiao answered simply and neatly.
Fang Cheng took the mobile phone and walked to the single sofa next to the bar and sat down.
The sound of gentle breathing came from the receiver.
He waited quietly, then picked a red grape from the Fruit Bowl next to him and threw it into his mouth.
The sweet juice spreads on the tip of the tongue, but it cannot dispel the doubts gathering in my heart.
A few minutes later.
"Brother Cheng."
Lin Chuqiao's voice sounded again:
"I just predicted it, but I haven't seen the picture of your Encounter Danger. Your recent Fate Line has not fluctuated much."
Fang Cheng heard this and raised his eyebrows slightly:
"No? Am I really thinking too much?"
"Maybe you have been practicing Meditation too diligently recently, which has caused your spirit to be too tense."
Lin Chuqiao comforted softly.
But just in the middle of her words, she suddenly stopped and her tone changed:
"Wait a minute, something seemed wrong just now."
"I can't see the scene of you meeting Danger, but the surrounding environment seems a bit blurry..."
"Brother Cheng, I thought of a possibility. Let me predict it again from another angle."
After saying that, the phone fell into silence again.
This time, the waiting time was extremely long.
Fang Cheng leaned on the back of the sofa and looked patiently at the clock on the wall.
The second hand moves round and round.
The path of sunlight on the carpet also shifted a few inches eastward.
The mobile phone is always in communication state.
About half an hour passed.
A gasping sound suddenly came from the receiver.
"Brother Cheng..."
Lin Chuqiao's voice was obviously tired:
"I did not see the picture of you directly Encounter Danger. But I predict that Golden City Resort... there may be a terrible disaster."
"Disaster?"
Fang Cheng's eyes were slightly focused, thoughts flashing through his mind rapidly.
Lin Chuqiao did not see the scene of himself in danger, indicating that this uneasy feeling was not personal.
I should have been affected by a large-scale incident that occurred in Golden City Resort.
If it was just an ordinary disaster, Fang Cheng wouldn't care much.
Whether it's a fire, flood, or a mass shooting targeting East City Association, it's just child's play to him now.
He could have just patted his butt and left.
But...
Fang Cheng then thought that Zhou Xiumei was still in Training Camp.
If you want to take her away, what reason should you find?
You can't say that you can pinch and count, can you?
Moreover, if they are taken away by force, the schedule of the entire program team will be disrupted.
There are also Shen Wei and A Le who just came to ask for help. He just asked for help and gave double the pension to the victims, and then just rubbed oil on the soles of his feet. This is not his style.
What's more, there are thousands of ordinary tourists in this Resort.
Fang Cheng Although he didn't care about the life or death of strangers, he was by no means so cold-blooded as to deliberately conceal a disaster after knowing it was happening.
Now that you know that Danger exists, find Source and nip it in the bud.
It's also a way to nip problems in the bud!
After thinking clearly about the joints, Fang Cheng then asked on the phone:
"Chuqiao, can you see clearly what the disaster is?"
"The picture is very blurry and I can't see clearly."
Lin Chuqiao took a few breaths and then explained:
"I just vaguely saw an endless darkness with thick blood rolling inside."