I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 187: Return the old case
For the first time, the sub-director felt that he had said something wrong, which actually aroused Kemon's interest in dangerous goods.
"Yes, yes, but..."
"Wait until I get a feel for..., I will help you investigate." Kemon touched the baby's closing machine and couldn't put it down.
On average, there is a wave of evil whispers every three minutes, making Kemeng exuberant.
When he learned that there were many more items like this, Kemon was excited in his heart.
It's just that when the inner emotions show up on the face, the expression fades a lot and I become very interested.
The sub-director nodded, "Well, I need professionals to evaluate the deterrence of those things to ensure your safety."
Not everything can be shown to Kemeng. Some of the side effects are so powerful that it is not suitable to be taken out.
After the sub-director left, Kemon continued to squeeze the wool, squeezing vigorously.
From an average brush every three minutes, it gradually becomes a brush every five minutes.
The evil power in the radio is getting weaker and weaker, and its influence on Kemon is becoming more and more limited.
Kemeng listened repeatedly, and when it came to an eight-minute cycle, the radio finally no longer contributed to the resistance point. No matter how Kemen listened, his heart was not shaken.
Pull out the system to see the resistance value, 260 resistance.
Great, very strong.
After Kemun gave two comments, he silently felt the hidden existence behind the radio, trying to outline its image.
The vague image has not been constructed yet, and his spirituality once again issued a strong warning, Kemon stopped again.
Even if he is no longer afraid of the whispers from the radio, Kemon still cannot directly perceive the existence behind it.
The opponent is very strong, terribly strong, if you force the synaesthesia, there is a high probability that the opponent will be known.
When Kemeng often used the Cthulhu identity as synaesthetic players, they were not discovered by the players. It was because the players' spiritual perception was too low. Even if they met the full score requirements of the Bureau of Investigation, there was no way to reversely know that others were synesthesizing them.
But the owner behind the radio is different. He has a very high spiritual awareness. If he succeeds in synthesizing it, he may be discovered by the other party.
The time goes back to the previous four hours.
The sub-director held an internal meeting according to Kemeng’s will to discuss old cases.
Any cases involving inexplicable whispering were turned up and ranked according to the degree of terror.
The investigators who had participated in the investigation of the old case were invited back to the bureau for a meeting. Everyone did not know what happened. They only knew that the meeting was related to the old case in the past.
In the conference room, there are not only current investigators, but also some non-current retired old men sitting at the conference table.
One table of meetings is no longer enough to sit. Hundreds of small chairs have been added and young people are allowed to sit.
A seventy-year-old man with a gray beard looked at the side and found that he was a bit familiar.
On closer inspection, he was surprised.
"Old man Ming, why are you here?"
"Nineteen years ago, thirty-four children disappeared in the outskirts of Whale Market. This old bone of mine always waits until the Bureau of Investigation reverses the case. Can you not come?" Old man Ming was wearing the old police clothes. Although the uniform is worn out, the badge on the chest still shines.
After the two made their voices heard, many people turned their eyes to the two old men at the table.
The sub-director sitting at the first table coughed and began to speak: "Welcome everyone to come to the conference room for a meeting. Some of the people sitting here are direct participants in the old case that year. They have in-depth investigations, although they don’t know. Who is the murderer, but they are all living materials, so I also invite them to come here for a meeting."
The sub-director introduced the origins of Ming Lao and others. They are all ordinary people, not modern investigators.
At that time, investigating those incidents, Ming Lao relied solely on his personal spirit and will to pursue the murder.
At that time, special items in the country were under the control of the Counterintelligence Bureau. Ordinary police officers were involved in special cases and did not have special items to support them. It was quite dangerous.
Ming Lao reveals his memories and talks about the previous cases of disappearance.
The children in the village disappeared overnight. He traced them all the way and heard the children's whispers in a deep well.
Speaking of the past, old Ming’s face showed painful memories.
……
Not all evil whispers are as crazy as hurricanes and rain, and evil whispers like the radio are okay.
After the sub-director finished the meeting, he sorted out a series of controllable and usable first batch of seals.
When Kemeng came out from the Sacred Light Pond, the branch director had already prepared the things and asked Kemeng if he needed it.
What can Kemeng say, the upright scalloped wool is so fragrant.
"This time, let’s listen to the whispers of the children’s wells. It’s been 19 years ago, and it’s been a long time." Director Wu picked various old cases, and first chose a less powerful item. head.
"Director Wu, the case 19 years ago, shouldn't be the case of the Bureau of Investigation." Kemon asked.
"At that time, it was a case at the police station. Later, when the incident occurred at the well, the counterintelligence bureau intervened in the investigation, and the case was raised to a high level of confidentiality. Ming Lao knows this matter best. You will ask later. Him."
The name of the director of the local branch of Whale City is Wu Hao, and he can also be called Chief Wu.
When I came to the parking lot, Old Man Ming waited there early and was a little surprised to see Kemeng coming. I didn’t expect that the investigator Wu brought by Chief Wu was so young~IndoMTL.com~ Kemeng? "Ming Lao said suspiciously.
Is this young, isn't it stable enough?
"Hello Ming, I am Kemeng, a whale market investigator." Kemeng did not talk nonsense, and went straight to the subject, "Where is the well, let's go directly."
"Well, this trip may be dangerous, are you sure?" Ming Lao is still a little worried. This young man is really too young. Is the psychological resistance to shock really good?
Ming had heard the whispers in the well 19 years ago. It was terrible. The howls of the children made his heart ache for a while, and occasionally dreamed of those dead children crawling into bed, begging him for help. .
But Ming Lao couldn't save them. Instead, he was tortured by such nightmares and became mentally weak, his body was getting thinner, his hair was all lost and his head became bald.
"Ming, please believe me, I am professional." Kemeng said, patted his scarf and turned out a crystal scalpel.
Flicking his hand and slashing his arm, the skin of the arm was not hurt at all, and there was no wound.
The function of the crystal knife is to have an effect on the soul or evil creatures. It does not have a strong reality ability, but the physical attributes of the cut object are not lost.
It was also this knife, and Ming Lao thought of the special thing.
The times have changed. Now is the era of special object investigators.
He has a complex expression, his skeptical eyes dissipated, and he lamented that the contemporary waves are much stronger than before.
Ming Lao got in the car, and as soon as the car left the parking lot, Luo Yuan, Doctor Liang, and Cheng Le followed again.
Single-person investigations are prone to accidents. The members of the No. 49 investigation team gathered together and drove to a certain part of the whale market together.
It used to be a small mountain village, but now it's an urban area, but the land where the kid's well is located has not been overthrown and has been sealed.