The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

The port of Massa is to the south, where is the gathering place of warehouses. ★ ??? Bayi Chinese Network. ww.81zw.com? It's past midnight. Benjamin, who was still in ** before, was drunk and dazzled, his brown eyes were clear, the bright moon and street lights in the night sky projected in Alpha's pupils.

"Mr. Grande." In front of Smith's warehouse, there was a flash of complaint in the eyes of the guard's staff. His superior had already confessed that there will be people outside the police to investigate today, and the order is to meet all the other's requirements and cooperate. But did not arrive at the other party to pick up so late.

"This way." The doorman pouted and led Benjamin to a warehouse. "Are you alone?"

Benjamin looked around casually, "Well."

The guards twitched the corners of his mouth, and there were two people who would come to him with the instructions he received. Those in the West End seem to be very detail-oriented, and Zac will bring Benjamin every time he visits, and they naturally see the two as one, and the instructions given are intimate and comprehensive.

The doorman took a notebook and jotted down something. This is a special extra job, and he needs to bring up all the faithful feedback.

The two bypassed the cordon guarded by guards, and Benjamin was a little surprised, "Where are we going?"

"There are other imports and exports." The guard lowered his voice and waved at the police officer with a smile. "Follow up."

Benjamin pouted, which was not mentioned in James' report.

The two went around to the side of the warehouse. The light of the street lamp was abandoned behind them. The darkness seemed to deepen the quiet atmosphere. The north sea wave **** passed through the warehouse complex.

A doorman who did n’t introduce his name came to the end of the warehouse, handed the flashlight and notes to Benjamin, and said to himself, "Barton ’s warehouses are mostly by the sea, and the goods are prone to moisture, so our Smith ’s warehouses will Build an isolation layer in the warehouse. "

The guard was of moderate shape, his hands were lifting a layer of rubber under the ground, and Benjamin shook the flashlight, looking at the red-brown layer of glue. Bayi? ■? Chinese? Net www.81zw.com? This thing is very common, it is generally cushioned on the bottom of the container.

"Go here!" The guard seemed dissatisfied with Benjamin shaking the light source. Pressing Benjamin's hand down, a clapboard appeared under the opened glue layer.

The sound of a hula appeared, and the doorman pulled out a bunch of keys and pulled apart the partition. Retrieved the flashlight again, "Let's go."

Benjamin frowned, and normal people wouldn't think it was a good direction.

Half of the guard's body had fallen off the ground. He frowned impatiently. "It's the same as the air duct. No danger!"

Benjamin didn't bother to explain. He passed the baffle in one hand and stepped down the stairs behind him. "Why didn't you enter through the main entrance?"

After entering, there was unexpectedly enough light source, already underground, there will be an embedded emergency light every two meters, after getting used to do not feel dim. There was a whistling air flow in the various winding pipes around him. To the same as the doorman's explanation, it was just a relatively large ventilation pipe.

The guard looked at Benjamin sideways with his eyebrows pressed. "I thought you guys like to take a different route from the police. You want to follow the police, we can go back.

Benjamin waved his hand, it turned out to be private goods, "the police report didn't mention it here, why?"

There was a touch of irritability on the face of the doorman, and he stepped on the ground. "There is a layer of warehouse below."

Benjamin was helpless. As one of the founders of Barton City, did Smith use such a naive approach? But Benjamin didn't ask what was below, his nose twitched. The truth is already at the tip of Alpha's nose.

The two shuttled through the pipeline. There were not only two people here, but also some staff passing by occasionally, bowing their heads and passing by when they said hello. For a warehouse that is only used to store building materials. Bayi ■ ★ Chinese ★ text? Net. www.8.11zw.com ★ The staff here are a little surprised, it is this midnight moment, oh, Smith, Smith ...

The doorman once again opened a ceiling baffle, and the two returned to the real warehouse. Benjamin had smelled the remaining blood. The body was taken away long ago, but the smell will not disappear so easily. The doorman took Benjamin through the huge shelves. "Do you want to see for yourself, or do I have to explain it?"

The two were already standing at the scene of the case. The shelves were stacked with neatly cut wooden boards and steel bars. The ground was marked with chalk. Although the corpse was transported away, the scene was still preserved. The two steel tubes that were considered as murder weapons were still stuck between the shelves. The dark red blood stains, such as slipping water droplets, covered the blue tube wall at the position where Benjamin stood A pool of blood was deposited.

"Tell me." Benjamin pulled the sliding staircase beside the shelf and climbed up.

The doorman stood on the spot, watching Benjamin standing at the top of the shelf, and raised his finger in the general direction to start telling, there was an uncontrollable sadness on his face, "Just there, the police said that the person fell from there. Then just I bumped into the pipe here, punctured all the way, and slid down. "The guard's expression was uncomfortable, but he pointed at another steel pipe very responsibly. . "

Benjamin looked condescendingly. It's close to the edge of the warehouse, the stairs on the Internet are behind, and the police have painted the complete mark on the top of the shelf. In fact, James' report has completely restored the story. The deceased wanted to pull the slipped steel pipe back, because the laziness wanted to jump up the shelf directly from the staircase next to the warehouse, and then lacked power. There were two handprints in Benjamin's station that wiped the dust ...

Benjamin looked at it for a while, feeling that there was nothing to expand, and honestly climbed down the slide down the shelf. "The aisle that took me to the next level is to see if anyone can get in from there?"

The doorman pursed his lips without answering positively, "The door is just that one, and there is the one above, follow me."

Benjamin followed the guard again and walked to the edge of the warehouse. It has been explained before, because of the existence of the isolation layer, the real structure of this warehouse is the same as the vacuum insulation cup that has been popular for a while. The underground pipe room that Benjamin walked through is connected to the isolation layer covering the entire warehouse. This is a Two-layer covered building inside and outside.

The two climbed up the stairs at the edge of the warehouse. The doorman patted the wall with one hand. "It's a mezzanine. No one went in. I don't know, but it's all the way to the top." He glanced at Benjamin. "But we have checked, The door I took you into was absolutely unopened, and the exit on the top floor didn't seem to be moved by us. "

The incident has to be re-deconstructed again. The entire delegation cannot be said to be a guise. The things under the warehouse must have stricter security measures. Smith may be worried that someone has accidentally appeared because the police have ruled out normal entry from now. The channel of the warehouse, and there is clearly a secret under the isolation layer displayed by the guards. If the murderer just chose to come in from the isolation layer, the following things may have been revealed.

Benjamin's fist thumped the wall, like a solid, obviously a solid concrete wall, but there was an extra space behind it to isolate the dampness of the seaside.

There was no staircase in the warehouse that could reach the zenith smoothly. The doorman pulled a pull ring on the wall. A telescopic simple ladder similar to a fire escape fell down. Benjamin pulled the corner of his mouth and reached down the metal staircase. I was going to show my face and leave, but I didn't expect such trouble.

The sound of metal friction echoed in the warehouse. Benjamin glanced at the rust on his palms and frowned. "You don't really think that someone can come down from here and not be seen by you?"

The doorman pouted, "Maybe the unlucky guy is sleeping? It's up to you to tell us."

Benjamin shook his head and began to climb up. As soon as his body sank into the ceiling, the rapid airflow blew Benjamin's head.

At the end of this staircase is in the isolation layer, there is about half of the body space to accommodate people, and upward, it is the real warehouse zenith. Benjamin first hooked his body, asked for a flashlight, and checked it in the isolation layer. To be honest, this isolation layer is no different from the general ventilation channel, but only an extra layer of soft cushions that don't know what is composed of, Benjamin I tried to touch it and shivered. It was uncomfortably smooth.

Benjamin shook his head, dropped his flashlight, and climbed the roof with his arm, then turned the top floor with a little effort.

"I don't have to go up." The doorman frowned, raised his head, and looked at Benjamin, who was already on the roof, from the opening that never hit.

Benjamin's lazy response stretched his body, breathing fresh air, and admiring the scenery at will. In the distance, you can see the Grand's truck like a matchbox parked at the end of the warehouse group. The vampire sat on the co-pilot, noticed this, and waved a smile in the car.

Benjamin pulled the corner of his mouth and checked the ground. After a while, he showed nothing. Back at the staircase again, the doorman leaned down the staircase below, not knowing what to think with a frown.

"Nothing." Benjamin said simply, his body had jumped down the stairs.

The guard looked at Benjamin and asked anxiously, "So is it really an accident?"

Benjamin suddenly thought of something. Such an obvious accident actually requires a third party to be re-investigated. Smith may have to reconstruct it again. "It is an accident, you can rest assured."

The words seemed a bit harsh to the doorman. He frowned and pushed the stairs back somberly, "Go back and follow me."

Once again returning from the underground isolation layer filled with pipes, Benjamin walked directly to the truck.

Zac ca n’t wait anymore. Unlike the werewolf ’s shiny eyes, the vampire ’s light green eyes are as deep as the dark ocean in the night. “How is it? Is there anything?”

Benjamin got into the driver's seat, turned the key, did not look back at the road, turned the steering wheel and turned the head, and said with a smile, "The case will keep it as good as the police report."

Zac raised an eyebrow. Benjamin's statement was very interesting. What did he show?

In Benjamin's narrative, the vampire's eyebrows were raised in Benjamin's narrative, and this commission came out of an unexpected twist. (To be continued.)