The Original Seeker Chapter 58: Backtracking


  "It stands to reason that no matter how many such cannon fodder puppets come, it is impossible to threaten me, but a feeling in the dark hints that it will profoundly affect me tomorrow. How did this happen again? Things." Bai Mo held his head, thinking hard.

   half an hour later.

   "This kind of fantasy is still useless. Let's take a look at the pattern on the piece of cement I brought back."

  "It is a very common graffiti, a circle plus a cross..."

   here in the alley. After the surrounding residents heard the explosion, they immediately notified the police. When the police arrived at the scene, they found a mess in the alley with exploded flesh and blood everywhere.

   "Is this someone stuffing a bunch of bombs into his body and exploding himself!" A policeman present was surprised.

   "Notify other colleagues to block off the scene first. This matter is not something we can handle. Let's report to it." Another old policeman said to the young policeman beside him.

   Fifteen minutes later, a large group of heavily armed special police came to the scene of the crime. Since Rome is the venue of the meeting of the capable people, the local area is particularly sensitive to this kind of case, so a group of special police was sent directly to the scene. survey.

   "There were no explosives or metal fragments left after the bomb exploded at the scene. The victim did not die because of the explosion of the explosive in the body. It is initially suspected that the murderer was someone with some ability." Come to a conclusion.

   "De Broglie, come, use your ability to see who the murderer is." The SWAT captain asked the team behind him to step forward.

   "This is...?" The young policeman who arrived first asked the old policeman in a low voice.

   "This guy is a capable person in the SWAT team. I heard that the ability is to see what happened within six hours before a place." The old policeman quietly told the young policeman.

   "It's too foul to have this ability to be a special police officer to solve a crime. What is the use of our police? Just go back to the scene of the crime and do everything." The young policeman said to the old policeman with some jealousy.

  "Don’t think too much, how many big cases you usually encounter can really reach the scene within six hours of the crime, and how many homicides are only the next day when the body stinks. Reporting a crime is a special case this time," the old policeman said.

  "Also...but I still feel a little unhappy."

  The young man called De Broglie stepped forward, closed his eyes and started using his abilities.

   One minute, two minutes, five minutes... the image in his eyes was rapidly regressing until he saw a back.

   "How do you feel that someone is peeping at me?" Bai Mo, who was studying the patterns in the hotel, suddenly felt a sense of being peeped, but he scanned the surroundings with his mind and found nothing.

   "Puff!" The young man who was using his powers vomited blood after seeing the figure from behind, and then fell to the ground limply all over.

   "De Broglie, what's wrong with you, why are you suddenly injured?" the special police captain asked puzzled.

   After a few seconds, he slowed down and de Broglie said to everyone: "I just saw a figure from the back, and then the whole vision was covered by endless light, and then I fell softly. Up."

   "I guess the other party is too strong, and I was forced to spy on him and I was beaten."

   "Is there really such a strong person?" The special police captain muttered to himself, "De Broglie, what characteristics did you observe that person?"

  "He should be an Oriental, wearing a white dress. This is the only thing I can know."

   "De Broglie, you get in the car and take a break." The captain waved his hand and asked the team members to help De Broglie into the police car.

   "What does the addition of a cross in the bottom circle mean..." Bai Mo stared at the dug out cement block, thinking hard.

   "Lord Roentgen, look over there, there are so many strange patterns painted on the wall. Does it have anything to do with the case?" The man pointed to the wall, and there were a pile of circles and crosses on the ground. pattern.

  "It’s not a Sherlock Holmes novel. The deceased will leave a mark about the murderer before his death. Looking at this mess, you know that the victim must have been crushed to death by a powerful person. How about such a murderer? It may leave a chance for the deceased to draw marks. It is estimated that this is just a graffiti of some punks." Captain Roentgen said.

   "But sir, look at the side here. One piece of the pattern has been dug away. Could it be the murderer who took it away?" The subordinate continued to explain.

  "It is possible to forcibly dig a piece of ground from the ground like this. It is almost impossible for the machine to dig out only a small piece of cement on the ground without destroying the surrounding ground, so it is very likely that the murderer used his ability to dig it away, not bad , Little Louis, your observation is very detailed." The captain thought for a while and said.

   "De Broglie, would you like to ask if you can still use your abilities?" Roentgen asked De Broglie, who was resting in the police car.

   "As long as you don't spy on that person, it's okay. Captain, what can you do for me to help?"

  "Look at these patterns and see if they have anything to do with this case. If you see that person again, try to avoid him."

   "Okay, I will try."

   De Broglie stood in front of the graffiti and began to look back.

   Ten minutes later, the exhausted De Broglie slowly said: "Captain, these graffiti are indeed related to this case."

   "Continue."

  "These graffiti were drawn by the victim. According to what I saw, the victim seemed to have been drawing these patterns before he was killed~IndoMTL.com~The eyes are completely lacklustre, there is a kind of* *The feeling of control. When that person appeared, I immediately exited the backtracking state, so I didn't backtrack again."

  "You did a great job, De Broglie. In this way, these patterns are really marks left by the victim, but I don’t know how much it has to do with the person who killed him. Wait, Deb Luo Yi, you said that the victim was already under control before he died?"

  "Yes, when I saw the victim, I had been drawing these patterns in my eyes. The movements were very mechanical, not like a living person at all, but more like a puppet, a corpse controlled by a police force. "De Broglie said with some fear.

  "The victim became a puppet before he died... Doesn’t it mean that the person is not even the murderer, the victim may have been killed earlier. He may just happen to pass by , And then digging out a pattern is just to take away research. Of course, the facts are not necessarily like I thought." Roentgen thought to himself.

  "A circle, adding a cross in the middle, what does it mean... It’s not always a cake. We have something in this shape every day, wait, the scope of a sniper rifle seems to be a circle plus A crosshair! Coupled with the weak psychic response on the pattern, is this a pattern for positioning?" Bai Mo suddenly thought of something.

   "If this conjecture is correct, what will be thrown over tomorrow based on this positioning, which can affect my safety to a large extent?"

  "Also, how this small piece of net-like structure can interrogate information. I have already figured out its basic function, which is to perform simple tasks as a small nerve center control host. But it is a little more complicated. The behavior is not something that can work."


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