Screenwriter Mystery

New York, suburbs.

In front of Mary Shaw's wooden house.

A couple of BSI agents are doing their final finishing touches outside the cabin.

"Have you heard?"

"It is said that the cause of the whole thing was because of several YouTube-filmed soul-calling rituals..."

Behind them, a yellow warning tape surrounded the entire wooden house.

Although the spirit-evil spirits have been expelled by Amanda and others, the BSI obviously did not relax their vigilance because of this. Since the evil spirits can be successfully recruited here to cause such a big thing, the New York police, the FBI, and the BSI are almost lost. The department even picked up the pot, who knows if there will be a second accident.

So, to be on the safe side.

The guards arranged by BSI are responsible for guarding against unrelated people breaking into Mary Shaw's wooden house, causing the same problems as the five puppets in BSI before.

After completing the negotiation with the owner of the wooden house in the nursing home, that is, Mary Xiao, who is still alive, the wooden house will be demolished directly.

"Detective Zhou was even injured because of the action."

"When will we be able to get in touch with supernatural cases like Detective Zhou and his team."

Looking at the unchanging scene in every possible way, a BSI agent couldn't help but complain.

They joined BSI, and many of them came for supernatural cases. However, apart from listening to other people tell about sensational supernatural cases, most of the **** they actually encountered were just ordinary religious murder cases. close once.

It was actually now that he was in charge of guarding Mary Xiao's wooden house.

"If possible, I would prefer to be an ordinary BSI agent like this one, instead of dealing with supernatural cases all the time like Detective Zhou and his team."

Of course, not everyone looked at the complaining BSI agents and craved paranormal cases.

Many of them with clear consciousness know in their hearts that supernatural cases are not so easy to deal with, and the danger of such strange cases is many times higher than that of ordinary homicides.

The "Wolf Girl" case in Texas, the **** example of those small town police officers who died, is in sight, reminding this BSI agent of the dangers of paranormal cases all the time.

"In that case, why did you come to BSI?"

"BSI currently has the best salary and benefits of any federal department."

Facing the puzzled eyes of the BSI around him, the BSI who said he hoped everything would be safe shrugged and gave an irrefutable reason.

Indeed, as a newly created special department.

BSI was able to recruit a large number of agents in a short period of time.

In addition to the support of executive orders, there are also generous salary conditions underneath.

Compared with the FBI, which has not raised its salary for many years, the excellent salary of BSI is simply a great attraction for ordinary detectives like them.

Attracted by generous subsidies and benefits, many FBI agents turned around and threw themselves into the arms of BSI.

To this end, the chief of the FBI department also had more than one plane with the chief of the BSI.

However, it still cannot change the choice of these FBI agents.

After all, for their low-level agents, the identity aura of an FBI agent is not as useful as a real salary.

Although they are the FBI, they are also ordinary people who need to worry about their daily livelihoods.

...

In front of Mary Shaw's cabin, there are several BSI topics, ranging from paranormal cases to salaries in federal departments.

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Suddenly, a dull footstep sounded.

After interrupting the words of these BSIs, they looked at each other when they heard the footsteps, and the expressions on their faces immediately became a little wary.

These agents who joined BSI, although many of them came for the department's generous salary and benefits.

But this does not affect them as excellent federal police force. Although BSI needs to be filled with police force, it will not reach the point of starvation.

After all, they are dealing with supernatural cases that are far more dangerous than ordinary homicides.

Without the support of excellent detectives, in the face of these supernatural cases, the existence of BSI is not investigation but death.

Putting his hand on the gun at his waist, a BSI agent looked in the direction of the footsteps.

Under his gaze, a fat figure in a tuxedo and a top hat approached limpingly with a cane.

The originally elegant tuxedo became extremely tight under the figure's fat body. As the figure approached, the BSI agent could clearly see the other side's appearance. This was a fat middle-aged man with a mustache. The characters in the burlesque are average.

Although the appearance of the figure is very funny, but BSI did not let down its vigilance because of this.

Seeing that the other party kept approaching, BSI decisively took out his pistol and aimed it at him.

At the same time, he issued a warning: "Stop, this is not something you can approach. If you continue to approach, don't blame me for shooting!"

Hearing the BSI agent's warning, the fat figure stopped his steps.

The eyes under the top hat swept across the BSI agent in front of the wooden house, and a meaningful expression flashed on his fat face.

Then he raised his hands and said in a gesture of surrender.

"Sorry, police officer, I don't have any malicious intentions. I just know the owner of this house. I finally learned about the other party's news, so I rushed over immediately."

Seeing the figure in front of him raising his hand to explain, several BSI agents looked at each other, but did not lower the muzzle of the gun in their hands and continued to interrogate.

"You said you knew the owner of the house here, what can you prove?"

"prove?"

Hearing the BSI agent's questioning, an odd smile appeared on the fat man's top hat.

The originally raised hands began to be put down, and under the gaze of several BSI agents, they tapped the crutches in their hands against the ground a few times.

"Don't move~www.wuxiaspot.com~You want to..."

Aware of the fat man's move, a BSI agent immediately issued a warning and was about to pull the trigger.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

However, the next second, a violent cough interrupted his movement.

Along with the BSI agent's cough, a large number of colorful feathers emerged from his mouth, and not only the BSI agent's several agents around him also seemed to cough violently.

In the continuous painful cough, these BSIs not only have their mouths, but also have feathers drilled out of the pores of their bodies.

"Look, this is not proof."

In front of the wooden house, looking at these BSI agents with a painful expression of feathers all over their bodies, the fat man grinned and showed his sharp teeth.

Leaning on crutches, he limped past them.