Screenwriter Mystery

"Hey, brother……"

Port-au-Prince, in front of the nightclub.

Sang opened his arms and hugged the security guard in charge of the door, grinned to reveal his snow-white teeth, clapped his palms with the other side, and at the same time sent the prepared Goode over.

"It's you again, San."

Looking down at the Five Hundred Goods in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of the security guard's mouth, who had a serious expression.

Putting the money into his pocket naturally, the security guard glanced at Sang in front of him, then turned his head to look at the team behind him, and said casually.

"I haven't seen you here for a long time."

"I can't help it, brother. The business has been sluggish recently, and there are even fewer tourists coming to Port-au-Prince. I haven't opened for a long time, and I almost eat dirt."

Complaining about the recent bad economic situation to the security guard in front of him, Sang turned his head and pointed at Amanda and the others behind him: "These are the guests I finally snatched from the airport this trip, you know, after the power outage, Apart from your nightclub here, there is nothing to go around, so I will bring these guests to the nightclub to experience..."

In front of San Gi's subordinate, the security guards naturally have no reason to chase people away.

"You know the rules, just don't make trouble in there."

After reminding Sang, the security guard immediately gave up his position and opened the iron door behind him.

As the iron door opened, deafening music came from the nightclub.

"Don't worry, man, we're just going to have a look inside."

Patting his chest and making a promise to the security guard, Sang turned to look at Joey behind him, and waved to a few people.

The latter, under his signal, immediately filed in with Amanda and the others behind him.

After counting the number of people, when the last Detective Phil also walked in, Sang followed him into the nightclub with confidence.

"Hey, we were the first to arrive."

Outside the nightclub, security guards were seen putting people in.

Immediately dissatisfied figures appeared in the crowd queuing outside. They had been queuing outside for a long time, but the security guards kept refusing to let people in because there were too many people.

"These are guests who have been booked long ago."

Reaching out to touch the money in his pocket, the security guard immediately glared at the complaining crowd.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, you can say it now, and I will report it to the voodoo priests."

Hearing the voodoo sacrifice that appeared in the mouth of the security guard, the crowd who were still dissatisfied immediately became quiet, they closed their mouths in fear, and the expressions on their faces were somewhat fearful.

Seeing the fearful expressions of these clamoring guys, the security guard nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time, there was also a faint trace of fear on his face.

Although, through the fear rooted in the hearts of the local Haitian population through voodoo, shut up the rowdy guy.

However, in fact, for security guards, voodoo is also a feared existence.

...

"Everyone, this is the busiest nightclub in Port-au-Prince."

Enter the nightclub.

The first thing that catches the eye is all kinds of exciting pictures and the deafening music in the air.

Glancing at the crowd of strippers on the stage, the loud music and flashing lights in the nightclub made Amanda frown.

Obviously, in the block one street apart, it was still dark because of the power outage.

However, here.

But the lights were bright, and everyone was immersed in the atmosphere of the nightclub, as if the local power shortage in Haiti had nothing to do with this place.

Affected by the frenetic atmosphere in the nightclub, the [Voodoo Doll] in Joey's pocket sneaked out his head.

Those red button eyes were attracted by the flashing lights of the nightclub, and with the dynamic rhythm, they subconsciously shook their woolen head.

"Don't forget, our purpose in the nightclub!"

Controlling his gaze and withdrawing from the body reflecting the lights on the stage, Detective Phil swallowed a mouthful of saliva and reminded Detective Zhou next to him.

"what?"

However, the intense music in the nightclub completely covered up his voice.

"I mean, don't forget what we're here for!"

Facing Detective Zhou's puzzled look, Detective Phil raised his voice and shouted again.

However, just as he shouted loudly, the originally intense music in the nightclub suddenly stopped.

Along with Agent Phil's voice, it spread to every corner of the entire nightclub.

"..."

Attracted by Agent Phil's loud voice, the local Haitians in the nightclub cast curious or disgusting glances at them.

Aware of the gazes cast by everyone in the nightclub, Joey moved his footsteps to the side without looking, and at the same time reached out and pressed the [Voodoo Doll] with its head out of his pocket back again.

"I know, I came here to play."

In such a silent atmosphere, Detective Zhou nodded expressionlessly, and at the same time walked towards the center of the nightclub.

Detective Phil's actions have attracted a lot of curious eyes around him, and he doesn't want to stay there any longer.

With this move of Detective Zhou, the music that had stopped in the nightclub sounded again.

The crowd, who had originally thought that Agent Phil's shouting and shouting, had also turned their attention back to the music.

Seeing that the situation in the nightclub returned to normal, Agent Phil, who was standing there, was relieved.

For a moment, when everyone was staring at him, he felt that his heart stopped beating.

Fortunately, things haven't gotten any worse.

Beside Agent Phil, the rest of Amanda looked at each other.

"Since they've already arrived at the nightclub~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'm still standing here one by one doing what."

With a gesture of eyes, Amanda and Angela walked to the side.

In the end, Amanda did not forget to explain to Agent Phil who was in the same place.

"Phil, in your case, stay with San and help us buy some bars."

On the surface, Amanda arranged for Agent Phil to buy wine, but in fact, he asked him to watch over Sang, who came with him, so as not to cause trouble for their next actions.

"Leave it to me."

Although, Phil also wanted to join in the actions of the crowd, but considering the trouble he almost caused, Agent Phil also nodded with self-awareness and took over the job, taking Sang beside him towards the bar. The location went past.

Watching the members of the surrounding squads disperse one by one, Joey reached out and touched the [Voodoo Doll] in his pocket, feeling the furry touch, and then he took a step and chose a direction to walk slowly.

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