Pet King

San Francisco, in a humble house.

In the eyes of the surrounding neighbors, this is a small company that can be seen everywhere, but they don't know exactly what this company does. They only know that it is an old-fashioned trading company. Every day, they wear suits and carry handbags. The boring middle-aged man was on time to get to work, and the receptionist who hired the girl was not beautiful, including the old interior decoration of the company, which is no different from the nineties of the last century, which is not interesting.

In short, in San Francisco next to Silicon Valley, in this era of information technology sweeping everything, such a company is still lingering, it can be considered a miracle.

Nearby homeless people seem to find that there are more taxis or private cars parked at the door of the company today than usual, and a few fresh faces who have never appeared nearby come into the company with serious faces.

But in fact, in San Francisco, where the population is very mobile, no one is going to worry about it, especially homeless people. They only care about where dinner is settled today, and whether there are charities that distribute food for free.

Another taxi parked in front of the company.

Father Yang got out of the car wearing a suit and looked around to see that an old tramp next to the company was basking in the sun and from time to time put his hand into his clothes to rub the mud.

He took a $ 10 bill from his pocket and placed it at the tramp's feet.

"Thank you, kind people! May God bless you!" The tramp brow with a smile and quickly drew the banknotes into his pants pockets. He felt that his luck in this place was exhausted, and he got up and planned to change places. Of course, it is best to use this banknote to buy some breakfast first, or go to the shop opened by Chinese or Vietnamese to make a haircut?

Father Yang was about to walk into the company, and suddenly remembered something, withdrew another 10-dollar bill and asked, "Can I ask you a few questions?"

The tramp stared at the banknote and let his mouth shine, revealing a few missing teeth. Hehe smiled, "Know what, sir."

"Recently, have any tramps like you joined some suspicious organizations?" Father Yang asked.

The tramp stunned, "Suspicious organization? Ah, what organization like Cosmic Information Society?"

He observed Father Yang's expression and knew he was right.

"There are a lot of new homeless men who have gone. I know a young guy who squatted here with me the day before yesterday and disappeared yesterday. I heard it was mixed with those people because they sent them. Free food stamps, free blankets and new shoes ... God testifies, it's really cold these days! But I tell you, sir, I have been in this city for many years and I see everything Yes, I told him not to go. Nothing is really free. No matter what you want, you have to pay a corresponding price, such as your $ 10, which can be exchanged for my knowledge. "Homeless He murmured, leaking because of missing teeth.

Father Yang saw the pair of leather shoes with thumbs on the left foot of the tramp, "I didn't ask you anything for the previous $ 10."

"I am grateful and have satisfied your conscience." The tramp smiled proudly. "Not everything you give is visible and tangible."

Father Yang asked no more, and asked, "Do you know where they are?"

"To the north and east, I heard that those people have built houses in the woods, and they can live as long as they want, but I don't believe that no one in the world has paid so much just to satisfy their conscience. I told the boy, those people Maybe you want to gather homeless people for some kind of experiment. I mean drug experiments, you know? Some drug companies often post advertisements in universities and recruit college students who volunteer for drug experiments. The rewards are very high. After all, you have to swallow some suspicious pills into your stomach, but if you use the tramp to do experiments, you only need to give a few valuable food coupons, and then issue a cheapest thin blanket and a pair of old leather shoes that may be worn by people. There are a lot of tramps rushing to be mice ... "

In order to prove his worth, the tramp kept talking about a lot of things.

"Wanderers like us, even if they disappear, no one cares, and no one will call the police. It is the best person to act as a mouse, isn't it? I think the mayor will be happy to comment on us It may have disappeared, maybe the Lord Mayor has collusion with those people! "

Father Yang frowned. The tramp was getting more and more outrageous. It was a wild guess, but one thing is true. In the mundane world, nothing is really free.

"It's yours." He handed $ 10 to the tramp.

The tramp took it, "I'm not grateful this time, I've paid for it."

Father Yang smiled slightly, adjusted his clothes, and walked into the company.

Tramps figure out how to use this huge sum of money, whether it is to fill up their stomachs, or to endure going to the remote red light district at night to find the cheapest female illegal immigrants to solve their physical needs for a long time? Although $ 20 can only find the old, ugly, and rotten teeth with one mouth job, he has not contacted women for a long time, and there is nothing to be faulty.

Thinking of pride, he couldn't help humming the songs that had been popular more than a decade ago, walking like a billionaire on Wall Street.

Father Yang went to the front desk of the company and could not talk about the beautiful but dignified female receptionist who handed out his passport. The latter compared the photo on the passport with his face, verified his identity, and handed him a magnetic card.

He picked up the magnetic card and went into the elevator ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There was no one else in the elevator. He waved the magnetic card in the induction zone, and the B2 layer that would not normally light up turned on.

Instead of going up into the company's office space, the elevator sinks down.

Ding!

The elevator stops on the B2 floor and the elevator doors open.

What appeared to Father Yang was not an underground parking lot or warehouse, but a spacious office that looked quite old.

Around the oval-shaped long table, there were several gray robes.

Father Yang's appearance didn't surprise them, they just glanced at him and said nothing in silence.

He nodded slightly to them, sitting in the only empty chair.

The oldest man in gray robes slowly stood up, with a shining cross on his chest, and his eyes were as bright as the cross, glanced at everyone and said, "Everyone, evil has come to this city, we shelter The nations and animals are suffering, let us start the ancient seal and wipe out heresy. "