Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 70

The screen was fixed on the back of the man who picked up the folder and left.

Oleander leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes. She arranged all the doubts in her mind, and then tried to connect with her own guess by relying on some existing clues.

traffic accident? I'm afraid it's murder.

The oleander who opened his eyes again felt that his eyes were very beautiful, and the dizziness hit again.

Oleander clenched his fist, endured the attack of the cold, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and clicked on the aftercare instructions in the attachment.

Luther's parents left little legacy. They had a house in Yangxin city and a small residence on the outskirts of miare.

They spent all their savings, settled in Yangxin City, and pasted all their work wages, leaving Luther no money.

Luther was brought up by Chilan, who had a good relationship with Luther's parents. After Luther became an adult, these house heritages are now counted in Luther's name.

By magic, oleander entered a person's name on the intranet.

His life is very simple and clear, like a pool of stagnant water without ripples.

But after searching his resume by this name and screening the answers, oleander smiled.

"Should Luther be lucky or unfortunate?"

After drinking a mouthful of oleander, she felt refreshed. She had felt that Luther was really an unlucky child, at least before he became a trainer.

All the clues are hidden in an imperceptible corner, because Luther's parents' car accident has completely become a dusty old thing that no one can think of.

Time buried these things in the dust until oleander stubbornly chose doubt and dug a shovel in the dust.

Oleander saves the attachment to its mobile hard disk, and then deletes the email and the original files of the computer.

Miare is still brightly lit at night. Looking at the light outside the window, oleander puts a small cup full of water behind the office door, and the silk thread on the small cup is directly connected to the small bonsai on the bookshelf.

Carefully locked the door, oleander came to the underground parking lot and left the headquarters in the incredible eyes of the guard and colleagues.

They have never seen oleander leave the office after twelve o'clock.

Maybe it's because I just watched the accident video. Even if the road is unusually smooth at this time, oleander drives very carefully.

A pleasant evening wind blew in from the window, and oleander drove all the way out of miare city to the suburbs.

More than ten years ago, there were only a few scattered houses in the oleander parking community. Later, it became community-based and established a larger commercial structured community centered on several houses for unified management.

The patrol team in the community checked the identity of oleander. After oleander showed his ID and explained his intention, a patrol member led the way to oleander.

Luther's parents stopped in miare for a short time and bought the house here. The only one in the community that hasn't been repaired stands alone on the edge of the community.

Members of the patrol said that in order to maintain the good environment of the whole community, the courtyard and door of the house that has not been occupied by its owner for more than ten years have been cleaned all the time.

After the patrol left, oleander walked alone through the courtyard to the door of the house.

The door handle has obvious traces of corrosion, and the paint on the wall has peeled off a lot.

Oleander doesn't have Luther's key. She doesn't intend to destroy the door lock. In theory, everything here is Luther's property. It's very special not to tell today.

Walking around the house, oleander found a hole in a window. He reached out enough, but he couldn't touch the lock inside.

"Ghost stone, go in and open the lock."

The needle bee looked blankly at the oleander, looked at the hole in the window, and looked at itself. It seemed to be thinking about life.

When oleander patted his forehead, his brain seemed a little rusty after working overtime for a long time. He even took the elf ball marked with a big needle bee as ghost Stone's.

"Go and watch in the courtyard. If someone comes in, give a warning."

The big needle bee obediently flew into the courtyard.

Ghost stone's spirit ball was stuffed into the hole by oleander. The ghost stone who came out of the ball easily opened the lock.

Oleander pushed the window open and got into the room quickly.

There must be no electricity, so oleander can only be illuminated by mobile phone, and ghost stone wanders behind oleander to observe the situation.

The moment the mobile phone lit up the corridor, oleander was stunned and exuded a lot of cold sweat.

The house has been uninhabited for more than ten years, and the water and electricity have been stopped. It is reasonable that the house should be full of dust and some rotten smell.

The corridor in front of us was spotless, and the walls were extremely clean. There were neither imaginary cobwebs nor signs of dilapidation. It was obvious that they had been carefully cleaned.

"Ghost stone, do you feel anything?"

Ghost stone felt it seriously for a while, shook his head and nodded again.

Does that mean there seems to be, but I'm not sure?

"Nine tails, hold this window."

The nine tails of oleander were obviously carefully bred, with shiny fur and shimmering in the moonlight. After being ordered, they were blocked in the corridor to guard.

The furnishings of the hall are very simple, including sofa, TV, tea table and several cupboards.

Oleander touched the sofa and looked at the palm of his hand. It was not an illusion. There was really no dust, and the sofa obviously had no signs of damage. It felt very dry.

The plates on the table were illuminated and even reflected, and were obviously wiped clean.

Ghost stone looked at the second floor with a dignified face. Oleander called Jiuwei back when he saw ghost stone's expression.

Jiuwei obviously felt it when he arrived at the hall. In the perception of the two elves, there was a strong sense of oppression on the second floor.

While oleander was thinking, Jiuwei and ghost stone took a step forward and separated oleander behind them.

Things in the room on the second floor seemed to be aware of the unexpected guest of oleander, floating out of the bedroom.

After the light passed, oleander finally saw clearly.

This is an irregular sphere floating in the air. Her head is light pink, but her body is purple. Now her posture seems to be still sleeping. The sharp mouth of her head and her limbs are together.

Can you react in a dream?

Some ethereal smoke on the head became a little psychedelic and transparent at the moment of the light, and then disappeared a little.

She gradually opened her eyes, stretched out, and looked at oleander. Her eyes were full of doubt and confusion.

Is this an elf? What elf?

Oleander was born in Guandu area. She has traveled to shenaofengyuan and settled in Carlos. However, she doesn't have much impression of the spirit, but she seems to have seen it several times in the streets of Carlos.

This is not the biggest problem. What's the matter with this elf? The wild elves regard the house where Luther's parents don't live as their nest?

Or

Jiuwei, who was on alert, stretched very straight. His huge tail accidentally swept something on the table and fell to the ground.

The sound startled the oleander and the pink sphere. The oleander carefully bent down, observed the ELF's reaction and picked up the thing.

It's a picture frame. In the picture, there are two people hugging together and a group of elves around them.

Nestled next to Luther's loving parents are fat Keding, big mouth baby, ice dragon, and

Oleander turned over the back of the frame and saw the message behind it.

Dream erosion.

The picture was taken 22 years ago.