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Chapter 55 Telephone【Please recommend for collection】

Bar, on stage.

The magician's clichéd performance draws to a close.

The guests in the audience showed bored expressions, and started chatting on their own.

"It's these magic shows again."

"I've seen this poker show in a bar... He can't change some new magic tricks, such as making the assistant's clothes disappear."

"If he could do magic tricks like that, it wouldn't be in a bar, it would be in Las Vegas."

"Or, a strip club."

Accompanied by the vulgar conversation of several people, the magician on the stage completed his exit performance and returned to the backstage amid sporadic applause.

Standing on the edge of the stage, the boss turned his head and glanced at Arthur who was humming a cheerful tune behind him. His eyes fell on the red clown mask he was wearing, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

"Let's welcome next, clown!"

"clown?"

In the bar, when they heard the name of the stage, several guests showed strange expressions on their faces.

"Is it the new guy?"

"What kind of performance will he perform, throwing colored balls on the stage or blowing up balloons?"

As they watched, a clown climbed the stage.

He wears a red suit and green waistcoat, with a rough clown mask and a cheerful grin on his face.

"I used to think my life was a tragedy, but now I realize it's a comedy."

Standing on the stage and opening his arms, Arthur looked at the audience and laughed uncontrollably.

"These days, the depression and poverty that everyone lives can drive everyone crazy."

"So, why can't we put on a little more smile to face this cruel and heartless society."

"hahahahahahahahahahahaha……"

Shaking his body and stepping briskly, Arthur's sharp laughter under the clown mask resounded throughout the bar.

"Hey, clown, we didn't come to the bar to hear your complaints!"

Frowning, looking at Arthur who was going crazy on the stage, a guest in the bar couldn't help shouting.

"Yes, freak!"

"Get the hell out of here, freak, clown..."

"..."

The guests booed, stopping Arthur, who was dancing happily on the stage.

He stood quietly on the stage, listening to the boos coming from all directions from the bar below the stage.

"Hahahahahaha."

Under the clown mask, there was a more cheerful laughter.

"My mom told me to keep smiling at people."

"Now, let me give you joy, ha, ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha..."

"Hahahahahaha."

Along with the stage, the clown's voice fell.

Under the stage, a guest who had been booing him suddenly clutched his stomach and laughed loudly.

"What's going on? What's so funny about this!"

Seeing that the guy who suddenly started laughing was not a customer, there was a puzzled expression on his face.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"Haha, you, haha, why do you want to, haha... laugh out..."

"I don't know, hahahaha, I just can't control myself, I want, hahahahaha."

Strangely, following the laughter of the first customer, laughter came out one after another in the bar, three, four, five...

Gradually, all the guests laughed, and they opened their mouths to let out uncontrollable laughter, and finally the whole bar was flooded by the wild laughter of the guests.

On stage, Arthur waved his arms and danced with laughter.

Happiness is like a clown.

……

"Fu** you, crazy, all, crazy..."

Backstage, watching the whole bar laughing wildly.

The white talk show actor had a terrified expression on his face. He took out his mobile phone tremblingly and called the police.

Operator: "NYPD, is there an emergency?"

White stand-up comedian: "This is New York... bar, send the police!"

Operator: "What happened there?"

White stand-up comedian: "Crazy, everybody's crazy, they're laughing, they're all laughing."

Operator: "I don't understand you sir, you mean, laugh?"

White stand-up comedian: "Yeah, everyone, everyone in the bar got fucked by that clown, they were laughing, laughing, lol... like crazy!"

Operator: "Sir, are you sure you're not joking?"

White stand-up comedian: "I'm not joking haha ​​everything I say is true that clown he made everybody laugh everybody hahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Operator: "Sir, are you all right?"

White stand-up show performer: "I, hahahahahahahahahaha, the clown sees me, hahahahahahaha..."

Operator: "Sir, sir, the police are on their way to the bar."

Arthur: "Why so serious?"

……

"Amanda, something happened!"

New York, FBI Division.

Detective Zhou received contact from the New York Police Department immediately.

Driving the car hurriedly towards the destination, Detective Zhou quickly relayed what the police told Amanda to Amanda in the passenger seat.

"The New York Police Department received a call. There was a case in the bar we visited before. Judging from the description of the caller, there was a clown who made everyone in the bar fall into wild laughter."

If, change before today.

Amanda, hearing what Detective Zhou told him, would just take him for a successful performance by a clown.

However, after seeing Harvey's death, Amanda almost subconsciously connected what happened in the bar with Harvey's death.

"Can you determine the identity of the clown?"

"It's not certain yet."

Shaking his head, Detective Zhou controlled the car to make a sharp turn to pass the vehicle in front of him, and continued driving amidst the other party's cursing.

"Maybe this is another supernatural event?"

Keeping his eyes on the road, Detective Zhou in the driver's seat questioned Amanda.

Although, under the executive order signed by FBI Director Robert Mueller and the President, the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations (BSI) was established to be responsible for the investigation of all supernatural incidents, but in fact, the entire BSI has really come into contact with supernatural incidents. Amanda was alone.

"perhaps."

In the passenger seat, I heard Agent Zhou's question.

Amanda replied with a look of uncertainty.

Since she joined BSI, she has dealt with quite a few 'paranormal' cases, but these were all proved beyond any doubt to be scams in the name of 'paranormal', or murders.This time, the reason why Harvey Cruise's death case was taken over was also because his death was bizarre enough.

Hearing Amanda's answer, Detective Zhou's face was silent, but the gas pedal under his feet unconsciously stepped down a little bit.

　Thanks to Kuangfeng 1987, Ershoucheng's 100 starting point reward.

　　
　
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