Screenwriter Mystery

Springwood, Pennsylvania.

"I don't know why your FBI cares so much about the suicide of a small town kid."

The town sheriff expressed his puzzlement to Amanda and Detective Zhou who came here.

"The suicide time was around ten o'clock. Although the parents called an ambulance, the child was already dead by the time the car came. Blood spurted from the wound on his neck and stained his entire body red. It stopped at all. don't stop."

Taking Amanda and the two towards the town, the sheriff described the suicide of the child.

"I guess it may be an extreme event caused by the contradictions of adolescence. After all, children of this age, you never know what they are thinking."

"No one can jump to conclusions until the investigation results come out."

Facing the guess given by the town sheriff, Detective Zhou answered with a blank expression.

Hearing Detective Zhou's ruthless attitude, the town sheriff suddenly felt a little self-indulgent.

"Is it always so deserted here?"

On the other side, walking on the small town road in Springwood Town, Amanda noticed the gloomy atmosphere around the town and couldn't help but ask.

"Springwood Town used to be very prosperous, but that was already in the 1980s and 1990s..."

Following Amanda's gaze, she swept across the desolate streets of the town, and the sheriff sighed in a sigh: "At that time, mining was still a hot business, and young and energetic youths can be seen everywhere in the town. Every day You can hear them singing and laughing from the bars in the town."

"However, with the depletion of mineral resources and the promulgation of new environmental protection policies, the situation of the small town is gone forever. A large number of residents have moved away from the town, and the once prosperous Chunmu Town has become the present. This look."

The history of Springwood Town is more like the development history of many mining towns in the United States.

They rely on limited mineral resources to build hotels, schools, and power plants.

However, once the mines are exhausted, or the price of metals plummets, these towns built on false prosperity will hit rock bottom in an instant.

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"There is a time for everything, and a time for all things under the heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to tear down, and a time to build; a time to cry, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn , a time to dance; a time to throw stones..."

Springwood Town, Elm Street Church.

The old priest recited passages from the Bible in his hand, and offered his last prayers for the dead child.

Inside the church, the guests attending the funeral had solemn faces.

"Here we are."

Taking Amanda and Detective Zhou outside the small town church where the funeral was held, the sheriff looked at the grieving parents inside and couldn't help shaking his head.

"The poor family, they must be heartbroken."

Hearing the sheriff's sigh, Amanda looked in the direction of the church. Her eyes swept over the priest on the stage and fell on the parents of the deceased. It could be seen that they were very saddened by the death of their child. .

Out of respect for the funeral, Amanda and Detective Zhou did not enter the church immediately, but stood outside silently waiting for everything to end.

"...God created all things, and made them good in their time; and he placed eternity in the hearts of the world. However, God's actions from beginning to end cannot be understood by man. Amen!"

Inside the church, after the priest finished his last prayer, he stretched out his hand to draw a cross in front of him, up and down, left and right. Then he turned his head and nodded slightly to the child's parents.

With the priest's signal, the deceased's father resisted his sadness and patted his wife on the shoulder, turned around and started to thank the guests who attended the funeral.

At the same time, the priest who came off the stage closed the Bible in his hand, walked to the mother of the deceased, shook his head gently, and said in a low voice.

"Who is that?"

Noticing the behavior between the deceased's mother and the priest, Detective Zhou immediately asked.

"Lankist Merlin, the priest of the town."

Hearing Detective Zhou's question, the sheriff immediately glanced in the direction of the church and replied.

"He seemed to be familiar with the deceased's parents."

"It's not surprising, sir, Springwood Town is not big."

The town sheriff didn't care about this.

"As the only priest in the town, Father Merlin is familiar with everyone."

Although the sheriff gave his own explanation, Detective Zhou still had some doubts. He noticed something wrong from the sad face of the deceased mother.

Because the town was deserted, there were not many guests attending the funeral.

"The funeral is over."

After saying goodbye to the father of the deceased and the last guest to attend the funeral, Amanda opened her mouth and reminded Detective Zhou next to her.

"Michael, these two officers came from the FBI to investigate this child's suicide case."

Taking Amanda and the two into the church, the sheriff introduced the deceased's parents.

Hearing the sheriff's introduction~www.readwn.com~ the parents of the deceased immediately showed a surprised expression. They looked at each other silently, and then looked in the direction of the priest unconsciously, and then they were puzzled. expression asked.

"Hello, Mr. Michael. My name is Amanda. This is Agent William Zhou. We are from the FBI Bureau of Investigation. Our condolences."

"I don't understand, why, Duncan's death would..."

"In fact, we found a short live broadcast of Duncan's death from the Internet, which recorded the whole process of the child's suicide."

"OhmyGod."

Hearing Amanda's answer, the child's mother immediately fell into her husband's arms.

"It is because of that video that we think that Duncan's death is not as simple as it seems, Mr. Michael, I wonder if you have noticed, what kind of strange behavior or change happened before Duncan died?"

"Strange behavior."

Facing Amanda's question, the boy's father Michael shook his head.

"No, there is nothing strange about it."

"What about the nightmare?"

Looking at Michael's face, Amanda continued to ask questions.

"Duncan mentioned more than once in the video that he was suffering from nightmares. Have you heard of this?"

In Michael's arms, the sad expression on his wife's face changed a bit when he heard the words of nightmares in Amanda's mouth.

But soon, he lowered his head and continued to cry under the gesture of her husband's palm resting on his shoulders.

"I heard Duncan say something about nightmares, but I thought it was just a normal phenomenon. Everyone will have nightmares. I didn't expect..."

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