Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 156: Unlock


156 Unlocked

We stood in the hallway for a while, and then we went to the front desk until we drank our coffee.

Book Friend Zheng_理*offer~ For me to look at Engels in the office through the glass window. He was talking on the phone. He seemed to notice my gaze. He raised his head and glanced at me, then turned indifferently. Go. Although he was forced by our identity and had to cooperate on the surface, the hostility in his bones is believed to be felt by Jung.

Along the way through the police officer's office, there are all kinds of inquisitive and suspicious gazes everywhere. Although it is not hostile, it cannot be said that they are all friendly. These local police officers twisted into a rope to keep us out. We are regarded by them as foreigners who invaded our own peach blossom land. This is because the identity we used is a member of the Intelligence Bureau, but it is more than that.

The police station has its own internal system. They don’t like people from other departments gesticulating on their territory. Even if they make mistakes, they have their own set of punishment methods. Just like the military, it’s very important to drill loopholes in the law for the sake of their colleagues. Common things. The intelligence agencies are likely to uncover many things they intend to conceal. Once these errors are made public, they will cause internal turmoil. This is the last thing they want to see.

Although Jung has stated that our party is not interested in this, it is still a problem how much they believe. Many people will speculate on the dark side that we are using tactics such as bashing, and this is indeed commonly used by the Intelligence Agency. means.

Moreover, the custom of this small town itself is also a system of its own. They are indeed hospitable, but they have their own set of default rules. Even if they seem to be unreasonable and have many ills, they are passed down from generation to generation and become ritual-like things. Once they break the rules, they will become very awkward.

The local police officers are mostly locals. They were born and raised in a closed system unique to small towns and police stations. Through years of subtle influence, they have become accustomed to seeing and handling things with their own rules. For outsiders who try to intervene in the affairs of the town, naturally they will not have much favor.

It seems that no matter how advanced civilization is, no matter how rich the country is, these things will not change. Whether in my hometown or in this country, if you want to act in an unfamiliar town, you must take a cautious attitude.

We met with Pan Hui at the front desk. We came empty-handed and left with a box of crime reports. When talking about the impression of those policemen, Pan, who also came from a township, had a deep understanding.

"The country is like this. You know all the people, and all the people know you. Your business is everyone's business, and your interest is everyone's interest. If you commit a crime, they will educate you and protect it. You, because you are the children of this collective, are their siblings. So, when you grow up..." Pan shook his head and smiled, "In the countryside, you don’t have the right to be an independent partner, because you will never be independent. Yes. This is why I left my hometown. I want to be myself."

"What about these files?" Jung asked.

"I don't think it's very useful. Many cases are closed in a sloppy way, and there is not even enough evidence from Ranwen.com." Pan curled his lips.

"Find out not enough detail to let Bach find out the background of the person involved." Jung said without hesitation.

"I understand." Pan knew it immediately. Engels wanted to conceal certain things, so naturally he would not record their files clearly. These files that are not detailed enough are likely to be clues.

"Engels would not fail to understand this. He should be confused. We can't verify all of them. We have to choose the most probable as the breakthrough point. Normal files can't be ignored. Compare the process of the case and the evidence. What's the difference?" Jung said.

"This is an annoying job." Pan complained, "Why not just explain our identity to the old guy?"

"He doesn't trust us." Fu Jiang said.

"So we must give him more confidence." Jung said, turning his head and said to me: "Why did you know that it was raining when the fire broke out?"

"I had a dream." I replied.

Jung's stereotyped expression did not change at all, he just nodded faintly, and continued to question him without Ranwen. Maybe he's already taken offense. However, as far as the current dream is concerned, there is indeed nothing to talk about on Ranwen Novel. In fact, we are all convinced that no matter whether the mentally ill boy was a prophet, something strange must have happened in this town. But it is still lurking, the question is how it will appear in front of us. We must make all preparations in case we are caught off guard.

"I'm here today." He said: "I need you to make a report on your current understanding and your own judgment before the meeting tomorrow."

"In other words, it's off work now?" Fu Jiang said.

Jung took a look at Fu Jiang and said, "There is no time off before the end of this mission."

Fujiang shrugged.

"What about you?" Pan asked Jung.

"I'm here to monitor Engels. Although there is no Ranwen Novel Network to find out that there is something wrong with Engels, I believe in Bajing's judgment." Jung said.

"Can you be the only one?" Pan said suspiciously, knowing that stalking is physical work.

"Tonight I will call other people on shifts." Jung said, took out his cell phone to call the headquarters, "Bach, I set up a monitor in Engels' office, you can monitor his phone calls and hack him Your computer?"

"Small point." Bach said readily.

"Let's start then." Jung said, "Pay special attention to personal phone calls. I need the information of the person who communicates with him personally from now on."

In this way, we started to split up. Jung stayed alone, Fu Jiang and I sent Pan back to the headquarters before returning to our residence.

While Fu Jiang was driving, Pan and I were studying the box of files in the back of the car. According to Jung's instructions, first deal with the cases that occurred in the past ten years after the fire, find out all the sloppy records, and write down the names, crimes, possible details and evidence in a black book. As the names in the book increased, Pan and I gradually saw some clues. Although there are various criminal offences, the ones recorded in the book have a distinctive feature, that is, these cases have disappeared and died. , Without exception.

"A total of 27 people have disappeared and died in ten years. On average, close to three people per year. They all happen in small towns. This is the place with the lowest crime rate?" I took a breath.

"The population of this town is about 2,000, and there are thousands of outsiders who visit each year." Pan explained: "It's really not a big deal for three people to go missing and die a year. To protect the interests of the town, it's normal. It will be kept secret. And you see, none of these cases occurred in public. The perpetrators don’t seem to want to be noticed."

"This is very interesting." Fu Jiang suddenly asked, "Is there any law about the time and pattern of crime?"

"Let’s see, the crime time is average..." Pan re-examined the black leather notebook with a weird expression on his face, "No more than three incidents per year, and they are concentrated in autumn."

"It's autumn. It seems that we came by coincidence. Coincidence is a manifestation of mysterious power. Maybe we should be happy." Fu Jiang teased.

"The criminal methods are not recorded in too detailed by Ranwen.com. Most of the missing people are at night, in their own homes, and some even live with family and friends. As a result, they wake up early in the morning and find that the person is gone. Death is normal. They were stabbed, poisoned and burned by sharp weapons. One-third are locals and two-thirds are foreigners." Pan said incredulously, "Is there really no serial murderers from Ranwen Novel Network here?"

"No, it's not right," Tomi Jiang muttered to himself.

"What's the matter?" Pan asked suspiciously.

"You said that criminals don’t want to be noticed. The location of the crime and the background of the victims prove it. But if you look at the way those people died, there is nothing wrong with the stabbing, but if it’s not an accident, poisoning and Arson... Generally speaking, only prisoners with a strong impulse will adopt this method. They want to show their power and hope that others will recognize this power. They satisfy their sense of dominance in this way. The more this fear is , The more excited they are, they will return to the scene or take away some things from the scene and ruminate their taste in the future. These prisoners are not introverted, they want to attract attention."

"In other words, the means of committing crimes show completely different characteristics?" I thought about it, and I also felt that it was impossible. Whether the perpetrator was a person or an organization, they showed discreet characteristics. They The purpose should be very clear.

"Are there any characteristics of stab wounds?" Fu Jiang asked.

"There is no record of Ranwen Novel." Pan shook his head and said.

"I think it should be possible to exclude people with poisoning and burns. They are not the target." I have a new idea. Jung said that Engels would do some tricks in these files. However, what if not only Engels is doing this, but the criminal himself is also doing it? Are they trying to conceal their true goals through this technique?

"I think the people who are poisoned and burned are to confuse our thinking. They may just kill the pond fish." I carefully looked at the records on the black notebook and tried to find the evidence, but the details were too few. But Fu Jiang agreed with me. She also believes that missing persons are the focus, but she has different views on poisoning and burns.

"Although poisoned and burned dead are unlikely to be the target, it may be a deliberate criminal signature, even a stabbing, but we don’t know the details of the stabbing, so we can’t judge." Fu Jiang said: "I think the criminal and Engels have a tacit understanding. Engels can't catch each other, but he can recognize each other through this criminal signature."

"You mean, Engels knew the murderer?" Pan said.

"Even if you don’t know each other, at least you know that the same person or organization is committing the crime. Engels may not have asked the outside world for help, but for some reason, this self-help failed. The sheriff knew that he had committed a crime. A mistake, he realized that even if he was not an accomplice, for the sake of the peace of the town, he had to cover up the murderer’s behavior so as not to panic. Start with foreigners." Fu Jiang asserted: "This is a transaction that we know each other well."

"I once heard that there was a serial murderer who repeatedly escaped arrest after committing a crime. The detective did not have the method, and privately accepted the other party’s agreement: as long as he gave up on the other party, the other party would Will stop killing people until the detective dies." Pan said.

When I heard this story, I couldn't help sighing for the detective. The murderer knows his taste, he will never give up, his impulse will increase again and again in self-inhibition, this trade will become his best amulet, as long as the police acquiesce, he can kill unscrupulously. This is not a good deal. Even if he stopped killing for a while, the increase in the number of victims is only a matter of time.

Since the murderer cannot be arrested, the number of victims will continue to increase before his death.

"Really drinking a dove to quench thirst." I said, "Does Engels know what he is doing?"

"I think he knows, but he thinks this is correct." Fu Jiang said.

Pan and I became silent. The silent weight spreads like greasy in the carriage, and the sun is shining outside the window, but it can't dispel the oppressive haze.

After returning to the house, I opened the curtains. In the light of the room, I can’t wait to get entangled with Fu Jiang. We are crazy to do *, through the combination of ** to feel the martial universe, the holy king, the creation of the sacred king, the night kills the god, the seal, the throne seeks the devil, the world, the strongest abandonment The strongest abandoning the Shao-Da-Zhou imperial family to martial the universe will kill the night god, God seal the throne to seek the devil, and the Nine Heavens, the strongest abandon the Shao Da Zhou royal family to create the gods, the night kill the god, the seal, the throne, and the Ninth-Heaven, the strongest abandon the Shao Da Zhou royal family The soul of the other party.

I sat naked in front of the French windows holding Fu Jiang, rubbing her huge breasts, feeling the martial arts of the universe. Killing God, God Seal, Throne Seeking Devil, Pride of the World, Nine Heavens, Strongest Abandoned Shao Da Zhou, Imperial Family, Martial Universe General Ao Shi Nineth Heaven is the strongest abandoning the imperial clan of Shao Da Zhou, her strong heartbeat. Fu Jiang played with my **** and lit cigarettes for himself and me. We looked at the lake like a gem in the sun, and a dark object that had condensed deep in my heart seemed to disintegrate quietly in the lake.

I released the quark, and it immediately spread its wings and flew into the distance.

I got a way to control the servitor from the magic pattern, but I couldn't rest my mind until then. The certified servitor can communicate with the host through the magic pattern. Quark was originally intelligent, and he seemed to be able to sense my thoughts before becoming a fascist. This became clearer when he became a fascist.

It is not a dead thing, but a life with its own intelligence. For me, quark is not an optional pet, but a friend who accompanies me through countless hours. I don't think I should use a strong attitude to control it. When I convey my thoughts with my heart, quark will act accordingly in the air.

It flies in the sky, and what it feels is the movement of the universe, the holy king makes the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil, the world, the strongest, the most powerful abandonment, the great Zhou, the royal family, the night kills the **** Strongly abandon the Shao Da Zhou imperial family and move the universe to kill the night **** God seal the throne to seek the devil, the strongest in the Nine Heavens Everything will be presented in my heart. I calm down to feel the martial universe, the king made the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne, asks the devil, the god, the god, the strongest, abandons the young, the big week The imperial martial arts will kill the gods and seal the throne of the gods and the gods, and the throne of the gods will be the strongest in the world. Expanding in all directions, the scenery on the ground is vividly visible. When the wind blows over the feathers, it seems that every particle is jumping in the sun, and I am just a drop in the ocean, and it seems to be a drop of water in this blue sky.

Each factor will lead to another factor. I let go of my mind, but I feel the linkage between them more clearly than before. From one particle of dust to another particle, they collide with each other, and they bounce off when they hit a larger object. Each collision outlines a point, and countless points make up lines, and countless lines make up surfaces. Form the outline again. Regular, irregular, countless outlines are fine.

I feel the martial universe, the holy king makes the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne, asks the devil, the world, the strongest, the nineth heaven, the strongest abandonment Martial Universe will kill the gods, the gods, and the throne, beg the devil, proud of the world, the strongest, the nineth heaven, the strongest, abandon the Shao Dazhou, the king, make gods, will kill the gods, the strongest, the nineth heaven, the strongest, the royal clan of the Shao, Da Zhou, until he is a transparent circle The ball is surrounded, and the quark is also surrounded by another transparent ball. Everything in the ball can appear in the brain even if you close your eyes. The two spheres are connected by an invisible line. I sit quietly by the window, with quarks hovering in the air, like the moon orbiting the earth.

I have never seen this kind of strange scene. Such a huge amount of calculation was once impossible, but at this time I felt it naturally.

My emotions are very calm, but my two eyeballs are beating violently, as if being involved, and my heart beating violently. The blood circulates, making a loud tidal sound, every cell suddenly glows with vitality, trembling compactly and densely, and the muscles deviate in this vibration. Some are compressed, some are elongated, and some are stuck to each other. Tighter, some have a greater distance between each other. They are damaged, then repaired, and become tougher and stronger.

I heard the sound of bones, and it seemed that the bones all over my body were moving.

There was a kind of tingling, followed by countless comforts. It seemed that the things that had been crowded in the joints were broken, and the body became as light as there was no weight.

After many days, I once again feel the martial arts, the gods, the gods, the kings, the gods, the gods, the kings, the kings, the night, the gods, the seal, the throne, the strongest, abandoned the young, the great Zhou, the royal family, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the gods, and the world, the nine times The strongest abandoning the Shao-Da-Zhou imperial family to martial the universe will kill the night god, God seal the throne to seek the devil, and the Nine Heavens, the strongest abandon the Shao Da Zhou royal family to create the gods, the night kill the god, the seal, the throne, and the Ninth-Heaven, the strongest abandon the Shao Da Zhou royal family When I arrived in the body, my own will not belonged to it. It controlled my body. At the same time, the substance that made it was also a part of this body. It was growing, so I started to grow too.

One is hidden in the blood, and the other is hidden in the flesh. A bolt of lightning burst in my mind, turning into two root systems to root down and multiply.

Stephen King said that there are souls, and demons also exist. They are in our bodies, and they will also be victorious from time to time. It was a kind of speechless horror, and I really felt the martial universe, the holy king made the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil Abandoned the strongest in the Nineth Layer The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty came to this kind of horror, and it came from the depths of this body, just like the landlord who was invaded by two evil guests.

But I still don't have the emotion that Ranwen.com resists, because I know the identities of these two demons.

Si He Jiang, who lost her body, regards this body as her final destination. My body resists stubbornly because of the instinct of life, but my emotion and reason are dissolving this resistance. The opposite behavior allowed me to see my soul, which was separated from the body at this moment.

I heard their call~IndoMTL.com~Achuan...Achuan...Achuan

My body is extremely painful, and my soul is extremely joyful, and every moment of division and swallowing is the lingering between me and them.

I heard their voices, and we never separated again.

I savor this fear, tremor and pleasure in the ocean of my own life, and I share the light and shadow with them.

Ah they are waking up

The magic pattern becomes scorching, I feel the martial universe, the holy king makes the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil, the gods, the strongest, the strongest abandonment Strongly abandon the Shao Da Zhou imperial family and move the universe to kill the night **** God seal the throne to seek the devil, the strongest in the Nine Heavens This fist, clenched because of fear, pain, and pleasure, was burning, and it seemed to be clamoring for all the victory.

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