Screenwriter Mystery

"No exception."

Westwood, Texas.

According to the information provided by Jonathan, the bsi agent searched the forest where the mysterious creature was located.

With Matt at the center, the Super League team moved around in an umbrella shape.

In the forest, looking at the team members surrounding him, Matt raised his eyebrows with a strange expression.

In the case of an agreement with the bsi, he does not need to be closely monitored by the bsi like 'Andrew', but as one of the parties in the New York incident. The bsi doesn't completely trust him either. The members of these super-teams are not so much acting with him as half of their work is on him.

Although Matt was a little dissatisfied with this, he could only accept it.

Unless, like 'Andrew', he wants to live a life with no freedom at all under the surveillance of bsi.

Or, become a wanted object of bsi.

Curling his lips and taking his eyes away from the surrounding team members, Matt turned his head and began to observe the situation in the forest.

Compared with these bsi detectives, although Matt does not have their well-trained detection skills, but with the powerful supernatural power he obtained from the water pool, or the psychic power in the mouth of bsi, he can make him in this film. Some clues that ordinary people can't notice are found in the dense forest.

Close your eyes and block your vision.

Matt calmed his breathing, accompanied by the shrill screams in his ears, he slowly turned his head and listened carefully to distinguish these screams.

what--

Soon, a particularly harsh scream made him stop his movements.

"Wait a minute, I found something."

Opening his eyes and staring at the location where the screams came from, Matt opened his mouth to remind the surrounding squad members.

"..."

In the forest, I heard Matt's reminder.

Several members of the Super League team exchanged glances with each other, and quickly turned their guns to the abnormal direction Matt said.

Although, some of the orders issued by the bsi to them are aimed at Matt himself. But this did not prevent them from trusting Matt's own abilities, especially when they witnessed the opponent's use of psychic power to levitate and block bullets in the ability test.

"It has been discovered that supernatural creatures may be haunting nearby."

"Report your location..."

"We are at a distance..."

Looking at the gloomy corner of the forest in front of them, the members of the Super Elite team began to contact the surrounding bsi agents through their headsets.

At the same time, a team member clenched his pistol and cautiously approached the suspicious location.

"small……"

Looking at the detective in action, Matt subconsciously reminded him aloud, but received a look from another team member to stop him.

Under the gesture of the other party's eyes, Matt had to close his mouth, and then raised his hand to aim at the location of the forest where he felt abnormal, ready to help immediately if something went wrong.

Click, click—

The hard soles of the members of the special team were in contact with the ground covered with dead leaves and branches in the forest, making the sound of dead branches breaking, which was particularly loud in the depths of the silent forest. Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the team behind him, the detective approached the edge of the forest and irradiated it in the direction of the forest with the help of a flashlight.

However, under the light of the flashlight, there was nothing unusual in the woods.

With nervous brows, the team members reluctantly took a look deeper into the woods. Except for the densely packed trees, there were no other creatures, and naturally there were no so-called supernatural creatures.

"not found."

Turning the flashlight in his hand and randomly illuminating the forest in front of him a few times, the investigating team members withdrew their gazes and shook their heads at the people behind them.

"Be careful!"

However, just as he turned around.

Matt, across from him, noticed an unnatural shadow beside a tree that had been hit by the beam of the team member's flashlight.

"Buzz..."

"woo, woo, woo~"

"Help, help, please help me!"

"...causethisisthriller, thrillernight (because this thing is too scary, this night is creepy) and noone\'sgonnasaveyoufromthebeastabouttostrike (no one will save you from the claws of ambushing beasts)..."

"Introducing an urgent news, not long ago, there was a bank robbery in Texas, located in..."

“…hey, did you know that Tiger Woods, despite his prowess in professional golf, was ultimately knocked down by the Mistress Gate incident. It is said that he had affairs with as many as 14 mistresses (or more). ). The Mistress Gate affair has put the golfing strongman, his wife and sponsors in a bind…”

With Matt's cry, the originally motionless shadow began to twist, followed by a tall, scrawny figure rushing out of the shadow.

The figure was covered in very shriveled, mummified flesh, the color of which was like rusted metal. The limbs are disproportionately long and thin, the arms are as long as the legs, and the hands end in a pair of huge bony hands.

The position of its head and neck is replaced by a slender meat rod with two sirens attached to it. Several black wires are tightly wound around its "neck" like blood vessels, and are connected into its upper shoulders. clinging to its belly.

Running out of the woods, the figure turned the siren around his neck, making all kinds of loud, harsh noises.

These sounds, mixed with air-raid sirens, chaotic music, a few human conversations or emergency broadcasts, news reports everywhere, combine to make a terrible noise that hits everyone's eardrums.

...

"ifyoumissthetraini\'mon (if you miss the traini\'mon)

youwillknowthatiamgone

youhearthewhistleblow (you can hear it growling)

ahundredmiles (one hundred miles away)

ahundredmiles, ahundredmiles (one hundred miles~www.readwn.com~another hundred miles)

 …”

Follow in Spike's footsteps into the bar.

The commotion and the frenzied atmosphere instantly enveloped Amanda.

The strong smell of tobacco and alcohol permeates the air, and the dim light is mixed with a faint country folk song, full of sad farewells that do not belong to this era.

Under the influence of music, Amanda inexplicably began to miss her hometown in Texas, where she grew up and became an excellent Texas Ranger.

There, it seemed that someone was waiting for him, and he also had a reason why he chose to become a policeman.

However, no matter how much Amanda recalled, she couldn't remember the reason.

She has nostalgic memories of her hometown, but no more memories.

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