Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 46 46. Panon Garcia

next morning.

Henderson Fifth Avenue.

Dean brought the brand-new Alvin to the outside of a small blue two-story building.

"Bang, bang..."

crunch--

"Good morning, dear lady, I am Dean, a volunteer from the Vegas Police Department. I would like to know about your neighbor, the owner of room 369."

The gray-haired old woman looked at the two strangers at the door with cloudy eyes behind reading glasses, then moved her nose, and a faint sour smell wafted over, and she couldn't help frowning.

Alvin next to Dean took a step back in embarrassment. Although he took a shower in the hotel and changed his dirty clothes, the pungent body odor from years of homelessness still lingered.

The old woman turned to the younger and much more pleasing Dean, "No. 369...the one on the far left corner of the block, across the street?"

"Yes, do you have an impression?"

"Wait a minute, my child. I'm old and my memory is poor. I have to think about it... No. 369..." The old man's wrinkled forehead raised a deep groove, and he suddenly realized after a while, "Yes, I remembered, it's Panon Garcia's house?"

Dean and Alvin behind him looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

The two visited more than a dozen households in this block in the morning. They either didn’t know anything about the place when they moved here, or dismissed them casually with wariness. In short, the relationship between the residents of this block seems to be different. How harmonious.

Most of the residents were also different from what Alvin remembered.

"Yes, do you know him? Do you know where he's been lately?"

Alvin asked eagerly.

"Who are you from Panon?" The old man raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose, as if he wanted to get a better look at the two of them.

"I'm his own brother, Alvin Garcia." Alvin carefully moved his face closer, clasped his hands together, and said nervously, "I came to look for him last week, but until today, he is not at home .”

The old man showed suspicion when he heard the words, and guarded the door with his skinny hands, "I've never heard that Panon has any real brother!"

Alvin froze, then lowered his head in shame, "Actually, I haven't seen him for many years, and it's normal that you don't know me."

"Then you came too late?" The old man shook his head, a trace of sympathy appeared in his eyes, "Let me think about it, in 1975, five years ago, that house was vacant, and it has been vacant until now. I went in and stole all the things inside, and no one cared."

Five years?

Parnon disappeared for five years?
"how is this possible?"

Alvin froze on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning, his mouth half-opened and whispering, his vicissitudes of face showed deep loss.

Dean frowned deeply, and asked again,
"Did Panon move to another place?"

"Sorry, I don't have a good relationship with Panon, or the neighbors on the whole street, I don't know him well." The old man's cloudy eyes flashed with memories, "In my impression, he lives in seclusion and doesn't usually communicate with anyone. He probably doesn't have many friends, and he always locks himself in the house, and only goes to the supermarket every one or two weeks on the third floor and the third floor, wrapped tightly."

Dean's heart skipped a beat. Normal people shouldn't dress like this on such a hot day in Las Vegas.

"Because of his unusual living habits and strange behavior, the neighbors are very alienated from him." The old man paused, "Some mischievous children treat him as a weirdo, play tricks on him, and break into his house to steal thing."

"Damn! Which little bastards dare to bully Panon?"

Alvin suddenly broke out, blushing and roaring, with a fierce light in his eyes,
The old man was so frightened that he groaned, and almost didn't fall down when his feet slipped. Fortunately, Dean reached out and grabbed her in time, then turned his head and glared at Alvin.
"Scare an old man so loudly, trying to scare her out of a heart attack?"

Alvin apologized to the old man, "I didn't mean to scare you, I just feel bad when I think of my poor brother."

"Forget it, I understand how you feel." The old man patted his chest and shook his head, "But you should know that your brother is very introverted and withdrawn, and living alone, he will inevitably be bullied."

Alvin lowered his head.

"Does Panon have a job?" Dean asked, if he can find his work unit, then he can follow the clues.

"In my impression, he only goes out once a week or two." The old man shook his head, "No normal company would accept him."

Alvin asked hesitantly,
"Panon, does Panon have a wife, children..."

"I don't even know this, are you his brother? I have moved here for almost ten years, and I have never seen a woman or child to visit him. I am sure that Panon is an unknown bachelor." The old man said with a straight face, "The last thing I remember of him is that the whole block hadn't seen him since one day five years ago."

"He's missing."

Alvin's dark red lips trembled, and a distressed expression appeared on his face.

Dean rubbed his temples in distress. Five years is a long time, enough to wipe out most of the clues.

"Did the police ever come looking for him?"

"Both the property management and the police went to the house to check, but they couldn't find anyone." The old man paused, with a bulge on his forehead, "I remember when you said that, three years after Panon's disappearance, that is, two years ago, There was another accident in that house, and it was blocked for a day."

"ACCIDENT?"

Alvin's heart tightened suddenly.

"At that time, I heard that someone died in the house, but it wasn't Panon. I don't know the specific situation." Bit, that's all I know, I should go back and make lunch."

Dean glanced at the system, and the progress of "Brother" has slowly increased from 5.00% to [-]%.

"That's it for now, madam, thank you for your answer, and I wish you good health!"

……

The two left the house, and asked the remaining neighbors one by one along the block, but unfortunately they got very little, either they didn't know anything, or the answers they gave were the same as the old man's.

"Man, honestly, how long has it been since you visited your brother?"

Dean asked.

Alvin didn't know whether he didn't hear clearly, or he didn't want to answer. He looked down at his callused hands, and confusion, self-blame, and sadness passed over his wrinkled face.

Dean sighed.

But he can also understand the other party's performance.

In the United States, brothers and sisters in many families were very close when they were young, but after they got married and started a family, they were busy with work and taking care of their wives and children.

But they can't always reach each other.

A sentence flashed through Dean's mind——

Sometimes when a person contacts relatives or friends whom he has not seen for a long time on a whim.

But I can never find each other...

(End of this chapter)