In the middle of the European continent, in the city of Salz, Austria, there was an old district with narrow streets and alleys.
The people who lived here were ordinary people with low incomes. The houses were in disrepair, and the ground was uneven, making it inconvenient for cars to drive.
At night, most of the area fell into darkness. It was so quiet that only the sound of the wind and the barking of some wild dogs could be heard.
In the north of this area, there was a street with some nightlife. There were a few hundred-year-old small hotels and some small bars, all of which were lit up.
In the darkness, a Caucasian girl who looked to be in her thirties or forties, dressed to the nines and wearing heavy makeup, was vomiting in an alley beside a bar.
"Ugh …"
The sour liquid was vomited all over the wall. The girl cursed and scolded the people who had forced her to drink, speaking German with a local accent.
Just as she was about to vomit, she wiped her mouth and was about to drunkenly walk back to the bar to continue drinking, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her!
A beautiful girl with long black hair and an oriental face, wearing a black hoodie and jeans, appeared in front of her like a ghost!
"Ah!"
The woman was shocked. Just as she was about to scream, the girl grabbed her neck!
The girl pressed the Caucasian woman against the wall, ignoring the vomit on the wall. With her other hand, she pulled out a small, exquisite katana and pressed it against the woman's neck!
Under the bright moonlight, the katana reflected the silver-gray moonlight, with beautiful lines of cherry blossoms.
"Don't talk, answer my question, or die."
The girl spoke in a low voice in German, which was still fluent but very clear.
The Caucasian girl was so scared that her hands and feet were cold. She thought that she had been robbed, but it didn't seem like it. She could only tremble and nod.
The girl's bright eyes were filled with coldness as she asked, "Your boyfriend, Frank Nigel, where did he go?"
"You … You're looking for Frank?" The girl was stunned and somewhat puzzled.
"Answer my question!" The girl pressed.
The girl said gloomily, "I don't know either … He hasn't contacted me for a few days, and he's not my boyfriend, just a stable customer of mine. He still owes me three service fees!"
"What?" The girl was stunned. She did not expect this woman to be a professional. "Then why did he say you were his girlfriend last time?"
The girl blinked her eyes. Her head, which had been muddled by the alcohol, gradually sobered up. After taking a closer look at the girl's appearance, she exclaimed, "You … you're the Japanese girl from that day?! Called … Ling? Really? "
"Yes." Fog Night sighed, took back Snow Cherry and said, "I'll let you go. Don't shout randomly and answer my question."
The girl was very puzzled. "Just who are you? Aren't you a salesman from an IT company in Japan? "
She remembered that the last time Frank brought her to meet with Fog Night, he said that the girl was from an IT company and had come to retrieve some important documents.
Although it was just a simple cup of coffee, Fog Night's appearance was still very recognizable, so the girl remembered it.
Fog Night said indifferently, "Who I am is not important. What is your relationship with Frank? Where is he now? Why did I not see him when I went to his apartment? "
The girl shrugged her shoulders. "Frank is just like that. He likes women. We have a lot of sisters here who are his' girlfriends'. Anyway, he just needs to pay, so it doesn't matter what he's called.
As for whether he's at home or not … I don't know either. He's sometimes mysterious and often says that he's out on business, but I don't know which company he works for.
Oh my god... I can't believe it. Which company would want him? This trash who only knows how to think with his lower body, I wonder where his money came from. "
Fog Night frowned and said, "Frank hasn't contacted you in the past few days? What about the others?
"" I haven't heard anyone say that he's disappeared for many days. However, he often disappears, so I'm used to it … "The girl rolled her eyes.
Fog Night revealed a helpless expression as he turned around and prepared to leave.
Just as he took two steps, the girl asked, "Hey, where did you say you were going to find him?"
Fog Night casually replied, "He lives in an apartment."
"Apartment?" After the girl confirmed that there was no problem with Fog Night's pronunciation, she asked curiously, "Didn't he always stay in a hotel? Did he lie to me that he had a house? "This bastard keeps crying about being poor …"
Fog Night suddenly turned around, grabbed the girl's clothes, and asked, "What did you say!? He lives in a hotel!? "
The girl was shocked. She nodded and said with a stiff smile, "That's right …" He booked a single room in a hotel. He said he was too lazy to clean it. In any case, the difference between the rent for a hotel and the rent for a year is not much … "
"Which hotel? Which room? "Fog Night asked anxiously.
The girl swallowed her throat and told him the address.
After Fog Night heard this, she immediately turned around and ran out of the alley. In the blink of an eye, the girl could no longer see her figure.
After crossing two streets, he came to a small hotel with a faded sign. It was an old stone and wood structure, as if he could see the old and decaying nature of the hotel.
"Meow …"
A spotted wildcat, on the windowsill of the inn, meowed at the girl.
Fog Night gestured to the cat to keep quiet. After confirming that there were no outsiders here, he jumped onto a balcony on the second floor in a flash.
With two consecutive jumps, he arrived at a small balcony on the west side.
This was the room that Frank had booked. Fog Night, seeing that the balcony was locked, he took out a metal wire that he carried with him and inserted it into the keyhole.
Three seconds later, the lock opened.
Fog Night pushed open the door. As soon as he walked in, he smelled a foul stench!
This was … The stench of a corpse!?
Fog Night covered its nose and mouth. Borrowing the moonlight, it took a closer look and found a corpse lying miserably on the floor.
Because the temperature was not low, coupled with the excrement, the corpse began to stink!
"Frank …"
A hint of anger appeared in Fog Night's eyes. It was obvious that someone had cut off the clues she was investigating!
From the looks of it, it seemed to be caused by poisoning. In other words, the killer might not have been here at all. It would be very difficult to use the surveillance cameras to find the killer.
At this moment, the sharp cry of a wildcat came from outside!
"Meow!" — — "
Fog Night's spirit trembled. It knew what danger was approaching, causing the wildcat to instinctively feel fear.
She quickly jumped off the balcony. As soon as she landed, she saw a dozen or so men and women in black jackets and black suits standing outside the hotel.
"Fog Night, do you think that with your abilities, you can hide from our Dark Council's intelligence network?"
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