North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

Open the letter.

Dean immediately recognized the owner of the handwriting.

This is a letter Carola wrote to herself.

Carolla was once a genius criminal discovered by Dean in an early case. Later, he was brought to England by Anthony's mentor and became his disciple.

these years.

Dean also contacted Carola occasionally.

However, because Carola now works for the British MI6, both of them have some concerns and have less contact.

Recognized the handwriting.

Dean was confused.

Carola has her own private contact information. Why should she contact herself through this method?

Could it be...

Because the other party thinks this method is the safest?

Dean immediately glanced around to make sure no one was around before he read the contents of the letter carefully.

The content is messy.

It's just a bunch of individual letters.

Fortunately, Dean has become a non-human over the years and has reached a level of proficiency in many aspects.

The same is true for code breaking.

By deciphering.

Dean discovered that this was a coordinate point.

Think about it.

After saying hello to Nell, he replenished the equipment in the subspace and drove the helicopter on the roof directly to the nearest military base.

Two days later.

Dean came to a remote town in the Sahara Desert alone.

Tavern in town.

Dean met Carola, who already had a somewhat mature temperament.

"Long time no see, Dean."

Carolla sat in the corner, with several majestic men in full armor and expressionless standing behind her.

This is why she is so beautiful and has not been harassed.

Dean glanced at the dull eyes of several mercenaries, a trace of fear flashed in his heart, and sat over: "I saw a trace of aggression in your eyes. Are you very interested in me?"

Carolla nodded: "I have trampled all the trash of the Akaz School under my feet, and now you are the only one left."

"You want to challenge me?"

Dean smiled: "Sorry, I'm used to destroying things physically before trouble comes."

"Like the content I have investigated in the past two years?" Carolla's eyes became more interested: "If I just tricked you here, what would you do to your junior sister and senior brother?"

The last sentence.

She spoke very pure Chinese.

Dean did not answer. He just took out the pipe that Nell gave him more than ten years ago, rubbed it a few times, then looked at Corolla and said seriously: "This is more suitable for sleeping, what do you think?"

His eyes were flat.

A chill emerged from Carola's heart, and then spread throughout her body, turning into goosebumps.

She knew Dean wasn't kidding.

Carola didn't dare to test Dean anymore, and honestly handed over a slightly faded photo: "Dean, you should still remember this photo. For more than ten years, I have been investigating the whereabouts of Anthony's mentor. , and finally I found possible clues in a book he checked."

Dean took the photo.

This is a camp photo.

After Anthony and his group disappeared in the Sahara Desert, the camp photos taken by the advance search team:

There was no debris swept by the wind and sand, no ripples caused by fighting, or even signs of a hasty departure.

Inside the camp, there were piles of supplies, firearms, and packed sleeping bags.

Outside the camp, in the middle of a circle, there are rows of barbecue grills and canvas tables filled with rotten fruit.

These things are covered by a thin layer of sand.

But judging from the remnants of some food.

They were being eaten by people before.

besides.

On the outermost periphery were seven or eight cars with special shapes, and some listless camels were tied to the cars.

Except people.

Everything in the camp is there!

It was as if something suddenly happened, and a group of people left in a panic without having time to get their things.

But this is not logical.

In the desert, food and water all represent life!

Leave in an orderly manner.

These things will not be left behind.

Run away in panic.

The camp will not look like this.

Anthony's group of people seemed more like they were attacked!

Dozens of members of the treasure hunting team were fully armed and experienced, and they had more than a dozen satellite phones, but they had no effect. It seemed that in an instant, everyone lost the power to resist and cut off contact with the base outside the desert.

Memories of more than ten years flooded into my heart.

Dean lamented that time was passing like water, and looked back: "My daughter really wants me to accompany her to the parent-teacher meeting. Time is very tight, so please tell me the situation directly."

Carola was a little unhappy with Dean's commanding tone.

But even this ordinary tone gave her an inexplicable sense of oppression.

She didn't understand the origin of this perception, but chose to follow her heart: "I told you before that I suspected the possibility of causing the disappearance of Teacher Anthony's group of people. One of them was a natural magnetic field. I also revealed one to you at that time. MI6’s top secret discovery.”

"Siren?"

Dean can recall the memories of any day from birth to the present anytime he wants!

Carolla nodded: "I used to think that Siren was just a code name, but until I saw the information marked by Anthony's teacher, I found that it was not the case. You have Chinese blood and understand Chinese. You should know that even if you are Chinese In ancient China, there were also legends about sharks, snakes, giants, etc."

"So?" Dean spread his hands: "Are you going to tell me that a long time ago, there was a group of mutants on this land?"

He felt a little ridiculous.

Today, he has an extraordinary status and can read many secret files and information that ordinary people cannot read.

But no matter where you look.

This world is all normal.

Carolla nodded seriously: "I don't know whether I should call them mutants, but in fact, a very magical celestial phenomenon happened a long time ago. I have found that celestial phenomenon in the historical legends of many countries. shadow."

"What celestial phenomenon?"

Dean became interested.

He is not very interested in myths and legends, so he has never deliberately understood them.

"Blood Moon!"

Carolla threw a stack of collected information to Dean: "Whether it's ancient China, ancient Egypt, or other ancient civilizations, there are relevant records."

Dean opened it and took a look:

"If the moon changes color, there will be disaster."

"Red fights for war"

"God sends ten plagues"

"Werewolf..."

These records are messy, but they all contain the blood moon.

After Dean finished reading, he shook his head: "You should know that the blood moon is an astronomical spectacle during a total lunar eclipse."

When a total lunar eclipse occurs on the day of the full moon, the moon is completely blocked by the earth's shadow, and the red light in the solar spectrum can penetrate the earth's atmosphere. The refracted red light is reflected on the moon, making the full moon look dark red.

It is commonly known as the blood moon.

The ancients didn't understand, and they liked to talk about mythology and religion. In addition, many rebels liked to talk about a slogan.

That's why there are so many coincidences.

In fact, Dean also knew that Corolla would not be so stupid.

Say this.

There must be better evidence.

But he couldn't take the initiative to point it out.

Dean felt that Carolla, calling him here this time, did not simply want to find Anthony as a mentor.

He wants the initiative.

Carola watched Dean pretending to be dumbfounded, took a deep breath, and then reluctantly threw a piece of parchment over: "Okay, I admit defeat. After I found out that Teacher Anthony was very interested in the rumors of the blood moon, , so he spent time following the path he took in his early years and walked it again, and finally discovered a legend in an ancient tomb."

"Well, keep talking."

As Dean spoke, he flashed his hands.

A fork flew out and pierced the throat of an inconspicuous black woman.

When Carolla saw this, a cold light flashed in her eyes.

A wave of his hand.

The four mercenaries with dull eyes behind them raised their guns without any hesitation and pulled the triggers around them.

moment.

The entire tavern fell into a dead silence.

What's even weirder is.

even so.

There was no other movement outside.

To know.

This small town has its own police force and private armed forces!

"It seems those hyenas have a very keen sense of smell."

Carolla spoke faster:

"That is a legend about the Black Death in Europe. It is said that because too many people died, the blood moon of that year was particularly strange. After the blood moon, some extremely perverted people possessed various magical abilities. It even affected the governance of many places at that time.

The owner of that tomb is one of them.

He is a pervert who likes to eat "ren" meat and has a messy reputation.

He was infected with the Black Death and nearly died.

As a result, after the blood moon of that year, he not only returned to normal, but also acquired a terrifying body like a beast. Even many guys who also gained magical abilities were no match for him.

He ruled that area for more than a year. "

Carola licked her dry lips before continuing: "There were many such people at that time, and they called themselves God's Favored Ones. However, the owner of the tomb was unlucky and offended another countess who liked to bathe in blood, and was eventually killed. The other party detonated the heart and the body was thrown into the valley.

He didn't die, he just lost his previous abilities.

Just when he was about to take revenge on the countess.

He discovered that most of the gods' favored ones like him died suddenly and tragically, and a few were missing.

The owner of the tomb really hopes to regain his previous abilities.

So I spent the rest of my life investigating.

In the end, he discovered that all the missing gods had gone to the ancient African continent. "

Dean touched his chin: "Are you saying that the Sahara Desert was the last area where those so-called God's Favored Ones disappeared?"

Carolla nodded: "Yes, and I don't know why, the records about those gods' favored ones were destroyed at that time. In addition, they appeared less than a year ago, and there are no more strange blood moons." It happened before, so there are no records handed down.”

In fact, people with a normal mind, after hearing what Carola said, would wonder if there was something wrong with her brain.

Dean is different.

He even has time travel and panels.

What else is unacceptable?

Dean shrugged: "Okay, so you want me to go into the desert together to explore this secret?"

But Carolla shook her head, threw the gem necklace around her neck on the table, and said with a sad expression: "I just want someone who doesn't hate me to know that I have been in this world. I am going to die, Dean. "

She smiled:

"Do you know why Teacher Anthony went to the desert?

Because he has cancer.

He doesn't want to die.

So he chose to try his luck in the desert.

The so-called golden treasure was not what he wanted at all.

correct.

Besides.

You must have encountered some organizations that study the mysteries of the human body before, right? "

Dean nodded.

Not only did he encounter it, he also incorporated it.

Carolla glanced at the time on her watch and stood up slowly: "These were all done by Anthony, the mentor, including me. I was his back-up man. He originally gave this necklace to me as a gift, and he also gave it as a gift at the time. Give me a word.”

"What words?"

"When you find that there is no way ahead, just follow my footsteps." Resentment flashed in Carolla's eyes: "I later learned that the so-called no way refers to chronic poison. This necklace will be poisoned if worn for a long time. !”

She took out a cigarette from her pocket, put it into her mouth, lit it, took a deep breath, and then looked at Dean again: "I was very angry at first, why didn't he choose you, Dean? I thought about it later. Understand why.”

"Why?"

"Because Teacher Anthony is afraid that you will beat him to death directly, hahaha."

With a smile, Carolla disappeared into the tavern where dead bodies lay everywhere.

Dean glanced at the necklace on the table, thought about it, and put the necklace into the space with a wave of his hand.

Ten minutes later.

A white man in a suit walked into the tavern and bowed respectfully to Dean: "Mr. Dean, please don't interfere in this matter."

Dean glanced at him: "Someone from MI6?"

The white man in the suit nodded without saying anything.

If it was the old Dean, he would have sent someone to kill him long ago.

Now, he doesn't dare.

The people behind him didn't dare either.

Dean sighed: "I'm afraid of trouble. Don't harass me and my family in the future!"

Finished.

He directly took off his clothes one by one.

Until there is nothing.

Dean shrugged and cracked his whip: "What other testing equipment is there? Come on, I'm rushing back to attend my daughter's parent-teacher meeting!"

White man in suit:

But if the other party can cooperate, it will naturally be better.

one year later.

It's been one year since Carola disappeared.

Dean disguised himself as a black man and came to the Sahara Desert again.

He glanced at the somewhat violent desert in the distance and sighed slightly: "Teacher Anthony, and Carola, I hope you are still alive, otherwise I will have nowhere to vent my anger!"

Dean glanced at the sky again before walking slowly towards the place of death in the distance.