Chapter 1028: Ghosts and monsters
“Hey, Kevin.”
One sentence, like pulling a trigger, gently plucked the string in my mind, and a shiver instantly spread from the soles of my feet. It jumped to the top of my head.
Awaken the nightmare.
Subconsciously, Harry Pacey wanted to run away.
However, his footsteps failed to move, and his remaining reason firmly grasped the life-saving straw. Reflexively, Harry gritted his teeth and yelled, "I'm not Kevin, Harry, Harry, my name is Ha." "Lee."
His knees were shaking, his stomach was churning, he was getting hot and cold, and the whole world was spinning. Harry felt like he was falling vertically from a height of 100,000 meters -
but suddenly Found out, there was no parachute.
"Trap, this is a trap. Run, Harry, run!"
Harry kept warning, but his steps were firmly fixed in place, motionless, and his body was as stiff as a mummy. generally.
Snap!
In the corner, a desk lamp lit up, and a face was hidden in the shadows. The desk lamp slowly outlined the body shape of a black suit and black trousers, catching Harry's eyes.
Just like Lucifer.
The figure greeted with a low and magnetic voice.
"Hey, we finally meet. Harry Pacey."
Does this voice sound familiar?
Harry couldn't help but shuddered, and the memory deep in his mind suddenly came to life.
“It’s you!”
“It was you who called me the day before yesterday, right? I told you, I don’t know anything! I don’t know who caused this accident ”
“Why are you still lingering here?”
Lucas raised his eyebrows slightly, showing interest in his eyes, "I never told you that we suspected paparazzi caused this accident. We were just asking if anyone was selling photos of Spider-Man uniforms."
After talking with Anson, Lucas found the contact information of TMZ founder Harry Pesci -
After all, it was just hanging on the website without any effort.
Dialing the phone, Lucas inquired about the conversation but did not get any effective information; but after hanging up the phone, Lucas faintly noticed something strange.
That Harry Pacey denied it so simply that there was no news at all; and he did not seize the opportunity to spy on the news like a normal paparazzi. It seemed that he tried his best to draw a clear line and did not want to be with him at all. Nothing to do with Anson.
This is not normal.
Although he is not 100% sure, Lucas believes that Harry should have reservations.
So, after discussing it with Anson, Lucas prepared to launch a counterattack.
Lure the snake out of its hole with one move and see what kind of monsters and monsters it can attract.
However, there are many paparazzi, each with their own agenda. They cannot predict who will come to the door first, but they just look forward to following the clues to find more clues.
I never expected to catch a big fish.
All eyes were focused on Harry. This was something Harry never expected. He seemed to be standing under the spotlight and pushed to the center.
Things shouldn't be like this.
Harry panicked——
Because of Lucas' words, but more importantly because of Anson.
Harry firmly believes that "Anson's PTSD" is a real symptom that does not even require words, just showing his face can scare people away.
"Thinking." Harry tried to put on a smile to hide his panic, "There is a thing called the brain, and it is really useful. I hope you can have it. Please use your brain to think, okay. "
Lucas raised his chin slightly, "Think about it, can you share how you think about it? Also, if you have nothing to do with the whole thing and don't want to be involved. What the hell are you thinking about coming to the hospital in person and showing up here in a Halloween costume? "Why don't you share your thoughts?" Harry: Grass.
Anson spoke up, "Luca, there's no need to be so aggressive. Your reputation is bad enough. If you continue, the rose garden fertilizer in the back garden will be exhausted. You don't want us to go to the dock to dump garbage indiscriminately." ."
Lucas, "I'm just trying to be nice, don't you see I'm solving the problem through dialogue? I'm not the savage I once was."
One by one. Harry was so dizzy that he couldn't keep up with the Wood brothers' thoughts.
Then, without warning, Anson threw the topic to Harry again, "So, today should be much better, at least not like last time when he was sneaking around in the pile of boxes and feeling bored all over his body. I'm sweating all over the place."
Harry's heart shrank, "No, I'd rather hide in the box and suffer..."
The words came out of his mouth, but there was an emergency brake. He was exposed without any silver. Harry felt dizzy and couldn't believe himself. He couldn't breathe and looked at Anson in front of him blankly.
But it was like seeing the God of Death.
Crack.
With a sudden movement, Lucas grabbed the armrests of the seat with both hands and impulsively prepared to stand up. The murderous aura that could not be suppressed instantly leaked out and spread throughout the ward, choking Harry. throat.
“No…”
"No, no, no, I mean last time, the last time I hid in the trailer's closet and ambush.
Harry stammered incoherently and realized that he might have let something slip. At that moment, he really felt When his life was in danger,
Anson raised his chin slightly and said, "It's familiar again. I should be more proficient this time. No wonder we didn't notice it. If you hadn't said anything, I would have almost forgotten the last time." . "
"That's right. I was completely unscathed last time and naturally have no memory. Just so we change places. You remember last time and I remember this time, right? "
Harry swallowed, he must deny it now, deny it to the end, "I don't understand what you are talking about. ”
Anyway, Anson has no evidence, right?
Anson indeed has no evidence and no witnesses -
Sean Graham can't help.
Indeed, Sean captured the image in his subconscious. A man wearing a camouflage T-shirt broke through the fortress of piled cardboard boxes and turned around to leave in the chaos.
Sean remembered the camera hanging around his neck, and he also remembered that he was wearing a black baseball cap, but he could not clearly see his facial features, let alone identify him.
Sean's description reminded Anson of the food truck worker who collected tableware and food waste; but the point was that Anson himself didn't see clearly, couldn't recall the person's appearance, and couldn't help.
Edgar is investigating along the clues of the dining car, but there is little hope:
A working team like the dining car has a large turnover of personnel. Even if they recall that afternoon, they are probably very confused. Difficult to match.
No matter what, Edgar will investigate first; while Anson has a guess:
The criminal suspect is right in front of him now.
Anson showed a shallow smile, "Oh, isn't it you? The paparazzi on the set that day, I still sighed, we are really destined, it seems that we are all tied to Peter Parker."
Harry's face was full of horror, "You mean, you suspect that I was at the filming site that day?" This time, Harry was careful not to expose his flaws again.
Anson, "Yes. That's it. Not only were you at the scene, but you also forgot to turn off the flash when taking pictures, which ultimately led to a series of accidents."
Harry, "Ridiculous!" took a deep breath. His tone was, "Absurd! It's so funny!"
Anson, "I didn't laugh, and Luca didn't laugh either. I don't understand what's funny here. You're avoiding the question."
The air freezes into ice.
(End of this chapter)