Screenwriter Mystery

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before the office.

Amanda knocked lightly on the door.

"Please come in."

With the hoarse and slightly magnetic voice coming from the house, he pushed the door and walked into the office.

Entering the office, the first thing Amanda saw was Jane Spike's back with her back to her.

He stood in front of a small stove and looked down at the kettle in front of him.

"You are more decisive than I thought."

Hearing the sound of the door opening from behind, Jane Spike said to Amanda who entered the office in a familiar tone, as if she had expected the arrival of the other party.

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As Jane Spike's voice fell, the kettle on the stove screeched sharply.

Jane Spike turned off the fire naturally, lifted the lid on the kettle and poured hot water into the teacup that had already been prepared.

Holding up the teacup in his hand, Jane Spike turned to look at Amanda who walked into the office while making a tea bag, with a somewhat clear expression on his face.

"Now, I understand why."

"Sure enough, you already found me before."

Looking at the teacup in Jane Spike's hand, Amanda remembered the scene she had seen through the telescope before, and suddenly understood.

"As a psychic, I can feel more things than ordinary people, which of course also includes the gaze of a caring person."

"Also, just a word of caution, the next time you want to spy on the target, the coffee shop is not a good choice, especially when a less suitable subject is arranged in the coffee shop."

Facing Amanda with a faint smile, he reminded the other party that he had seen through Agent Phil's disguise.

Jane Spike asked Amanda with the teacup in her hand.

"So, do you want tea?"

Hearing that Jane Spike easily discovered the arrangement BSI had made around the office, Amanda's inner emotions fluctuated a bit. Her eyes fell on the tea the other party made, and her eyes flashed. After a while, he replied silently, "Of course."

In the office, Jane Spike has been silently observing the expression on Amanda's face. After hearing her answer, she turned around and picked up her own teacup. At the same time, she turned her head to indicate the position of the office's desk. : "If possible, let's sit down and talk."

Sitting in his office, Jane Spike lowered his head and drank a sip of hot tea, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

"Nothing can make me feel more calm than a cup of hot tea."

She sighed at Amanda in front of her in a tone like a friend. Jane Spike gently put down her hand from the teacup, and stared at Amanda in front of her with her slightly drooping blue eyes, with a slow and natural tone. ask.

"So you can tell me why you came to me, ma'am, or Miss Detective."

Hearing Jane Spike revealing her identity so simply, Amanda frowned slightly.

"Why are you so sure that I am the detective you call me?"

"Mr. Jane Spike!"

Aware of the interrogation attitude in Amanda's tone, the expression on Jane Spike's face still did not change, she sipped the hot tea in the cup, and calmly replied: "I have more than once and Federal agents have cooperated, and you have the same temperament as those government agents."

"Of course, the same goes for the detective who is in charge of surveillance in the coffee shop, but his temperament is not as sophisticated as yours. He seems to be a novice who has not been in the industry for a long time."

Hearing that Jane Spike was so easy, he discovered the identity of his group.

In Amanda's heart, she couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

She recalled the words left by the priest when she handed her a business card before, and then she restrained her interest and introduced herself while looking at Jane Spike, who had a calm face in front of her.

"In fact, your judgment is not wrong, Mr. Spike. I am indeed from the federal government, an agent under a special investigation unit called the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations, or BSI for short. You can call me Amanda."

After listening to BSI's introduction, Spike nodded slightly.

He raised his eyes, looked at Amanda in front of him, and asked the doubts in his heart.

"So, tell me, Agent Amanda, where did you, or the BSI, get my information?"

"Springwood Town, Father Mo Lin."

For Spike's question, Amanda gently mentioned these two names.

Hearing the name that came out of Amanda's mouth, Spike's face showed a clear expression, then he raised the teacup in his hand to take a sip, and continued to ask in a slow tone.

"Is Father Mo Lin okay recently? Speaking of which, I haven't seen him again for almost a year."

"..."

In the face of Spike's questioning, Amanda was subconsciously silent for a while before revealing unfortunate news to the other party.

"In fact, when we found out, Father Merlin had already..."

Hearing the unfortunate news of the priest, Spike paused slightly with his teacup finger.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the swaying tea in the cup, a look of obvious sadness flashed in his eyes.

Turning his hand away from the teacup, Spike looked at Amanda's face in front of him and asked in a low voice.

"Can you tell me specifically about Father Merlin's death, Agent Amanda?"

"Sorry, based on non-disclosure agreements, we cannot disclose more information to outsiders."

The death of Father Merlin is obviously related to the mysterious monster that appeared in the "Wolf Girl" incident in Texas earlier.

Involved in supernatural cases, even Amanda can't easily tell Spike.

Even though ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ her purpose of visiting the firm this time is to get help from the other party.

However, Amanda couldn't tell the other party the reason behind this before she got a definite answer.

"I understand."

Although, Amanda did not disclose any information related to Father Merlin's death.

However, only through the other party's refusal to reply.

Spike was already aware of the connection.

"It seems that Father Merlin's death is unusual, and it even involves issues that even BSI finds intractable, and according to the introduction you just made, the death information that BSI can't reveal, of course, is and There is a connection to supernatural powers."

His eyes fell on Amanda, and Spike said to her in a determined tone.

"Father Merlin, died of the supernatural, or to be more precise, of the evil forces of darkness."