It was not even a village, and Duroran went to the neighborhood and pulled out his mobile phone to call Miss Skea.

I answered the phone a few times over there.

“I’ve already arrived, where do you live?”

After a few seconds of silence, the microphone whispered, "...Go ahead to the third house."

The sound suddenly became horribly low.

Dorolan was surprised and asked, “You... what happened to you?”

“You care too much...”

The phone hangs up.

A not-so-good presentiment had given rise to a bad presentiment in Duroran, and she stabilized her mind, pulled out the gun, and clung to the third house along the dirt road that was sprinkled with mud and slag.

It was a square of a single courtyard, the house was only fifty pings, and the yard was a small piece of narrow.

It is amazing to meet with your fans in such a place, it is no wonder that everything on the Internet is not credible.The ideal is very full, the reality is very bone.Dorolan felt that if he was a fan of other fans, he must have cried.

The little iron door outside was not locked, and Duroran pushed away with a slight push.

The faint lights came out of the room that covered the curtains.

Duroran went to the door, fell on the door and listened carefully, heard the music coming from inside, and a woman with a loud voice was singing.

She raised her hand and tried to knock on the door, put it down again, tugged the door handle, the door lock did not seem very good, blocked it and slipped open, and let out a "Kara" sound.

Duroran was startled, and the door had been tugged at her.

She must have been worried about alarming the female anchor in the house, and she hurried into the house.

The room is more than 20 square meters, the light is dark, there is a bed with a simple computer table,

Miss Skemorgasaki in fat pink cartoon pajamas was sitting on the Internet at a computer table with a pink skull mask on her face.

There was a loud song in the room.It was the female anchor who was broadcasting her own cover song on the computer, and Durolan thought,

"You're the Skeleton."Dorothea asked first.

She thought it was a woman to hear herself speak, and the hostess would be surprised.I can’t believe she didn’t say a word.

"I'm the one who gave you $200,000."

Ken spends so much money for sexy female anchors, only male fans will be so generous, this move is really against common sense, but this female anchor actually is not normal, actually do not ask her why she did it.

“I’ve been to your place in C City, but you’re not there, why did you run to this place?”Seeing her silence, Durroland became more and more angry, and he also thought about the first ceremony and then the soldiers, gradually cutting into the topic.I didn't expect the other person to give her a face at all, and didn't take her speech seriously.The fire can't be hit, just straight out.

“...”

“Three of your fans are dead, you know what?”

“...”

“Did you get attacked in someone else’s apartment in City C, you got away with it and then you met a man who hijacked you into his house and then what happened, how did he die?”Did you kill him with high heels while she didn't pay attention, and then you wrapped his body in plastic and hid it in the bed box?You’ve fled to this place, haven’t you?”

“...”

“Why don’t you talk, I tell you, you don’t think about any more tricks.I am the police officer.We already have a lot of evidence that you used your job to lure your fans to murder you, and now that I am silent, can I understand that you have intended to give up the explanation and want to confess guilt?”

“...”

“Hey, you answered me!”

Dorolan could not bear it, stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder and pulled it hard.