screenwriter mystery

Chapter 156 Feather
New York, suburbs.

In front of Mary Shaw's cabin.

Several BSI agents are doing the finishing touches outside the cabin.

"Have you heard?"

"It is said that the cause of the whole incident is because of the soul-raising ceremony filmed by several YouTube..."

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

Although the evil spirits that summon souls have been expelled by Amanda and others, BSI obviously does not let down its vigilance because of this. Since it can successfully attract evil spirits here and cause such a big incident, it will almost kill the New York police, FBI and BSI. The department took up the pot, who knows if there will be a second accident.

So, just to be on the safe side.

The guards arranged by BSI are responsible for preventing some irrelevant people from breaking into Mary Shaw's wooden house, causing problems like the five puppets in BSI before.

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

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

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

Looking boredly at the unchanging scene around him, a BSI agent couldn't help complaining.

They joined BSI, and many of them came here for supernatural cases. However, apart from listening to other people's sensational supernatural cases, most of the cases they actually come into contact with are just ordinary religious homicide cases. close once.

It is actually now, in charge of guarding Mary Shaw's cabin.

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

Of course, not everyone is as eager for paranormal cases as the complaining BSI detectives.

Many of them with a clear mind know that supernatural cases are not so easy to handle, and the danger of such weird cases is several times higher than that of ordinary homicides.

The "Wolf Girl" case in Texas, the bloody examples of those sacrificed small town policemen are right in front of us, reminding BSI agents of the danger of supernatural cases all the time.

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

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

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

Indeed, as a newly established special department.

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

In addition to the support of administrative orders, generous salary conditions are naturally indispensable.

Compared with the FBI, which has not had a salary increase for many years, BSI's excellent salary is simply a great attraction for ordinary agents like them.

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

For this reason, the chief of the FBI department had a big fight with the chief of the BSI.

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

After all, for low-level agents like them, the status aura of an FBI agent is not as useful as the actual salary they get.

Although they are the FBI, they are also ordinary people who need to worry about daily livelihoods such as firewood, rice, oil and salt.

……

In front of Mary Shaw's log cabin, several BSI topics stretched from paranormal cases to salary issues 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 sound of footsteps, and the expressions on their faces immediately became a little more vigilant.

Although many of these agents who joined BSI came for the department's generous salary and benefits.

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

After all, what they have to face is a supernatural case that is more dangerous than ordinary homicide.

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

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

Under his gaze, a fat figure in a tuxedo and top hat limped over with a cane.

The originally elegant tuxedo became extremely tight under the figure's obese body. As the figure approached, BSI agents could see the other person's appearance clearly. This is a fat middle-aged man with a mustache. The role in the farce is so-so.

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

Seeing the opponent keep approaching, BSI decisively took out his pistol and pointed it at him.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and issued a warning: "Stop, this is not something you can approach, if you continue to approach further, don't blame me for shooting!"

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

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

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

"Sorry, officer, I don't mean anything malicious. I'm just an old acquaintance with 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 continued to interrogate without putting down the guns in their hands.

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

"prove?"

Hearing the BSI agent's questioning, a strange smile appeared on the fat man's face under his top hat.

The hands that were originally raised began to be lowered, and under the gaze of several BSI agents, he lightly tapped the crutch in his hand against the ground a few times.

"Don't move, you have to..."

Aware of this movement of the obese man, a BSI agent immediately issued a warning and was about to pull the trigger in his hand.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

However, in the next second, a violent cough interrupted his movements.

Accompanied by the coughing of the BSI agent, a large number of colorful feathers emerged from his mouth, and then not only the BSI agent, but also several agents around him seemed to cough violently.

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

"Look, this is not proof."

In front of the wooden house, looking at these BSI agents with feathers constantly popping out of their bodies, the obese man grinned and showed his sharp teeth.

Leaning on crutches, he limped past them.

(End of this chapter)