"It wasn't you who came to rescue me last night?"
Wei Youran's expression froze.
When she saw the person opposite her, the expression on her face changed, and Wei Youran fell silent. She had already got the answer she wanted.
From among the ruins, Wei Youran found his smashed smartphone, the screen of which was shattered like a spider's web.
Time display:
At 12:39 on April 9, the weather was cloudy.
Have you been in a coma for more than ten hours? Wei Youran was silent, swiped the broken screen, barely unlocked it, and clicked on the content of the text message, only to see that on the night of April 8th, 0 text messages were sent...
"Fortunately, this time, Officer Wei, you didn't have any accidents, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable." The speaker was a bald man with a height of 210 cm, thick bones, thick eyebrows and big eyes.
With such a huge figure, like a giant entering a dollhouse, the top of his head almost touches the ceiling, and he has to bind his hands and feet when he turns around. But in front of such a burly man who is as strong as King Kong, everything around him becomes small like a toothpick.
But instead of giving people the feeling of being clumsy or simple-minded, he speaks in a mature and steady tone, looks around wisely at all times, and has a temperament as stable as Mount Tai.
"Officer Wei is courageous and resourceful. If an accident happens to a good policeman like you, it's definitely not what we want to see. Maybe we agreed with you to take the initiative to be a bait from the very beginning, which was too lacking in consideration. In a hurry, we will conduct an internal review and picket for this operation."
"Although 'Dossier 11' escaped this time, with Officer Wei's risk-taking this time, at least we have verified Officer Wei's original conjecture, which has always been correct. At the same time, we have also affirmed Officer Wei's ability to solve cases. His keen thinking has always been ahead of us. Now that we have initially grasped the activity rules and trajectory of 'File 11', we believe that 'File 11' will be dealt with soon."
However, Wei Youran said: "File No. 11 can already be closed."
"The last time I saw it with my own eyes, it was killed by a man who mysteriously appeared."
A look of surprise flashed across the bald man's eyes, only to hear him say a shocking news: "Another person disappeared last night."
"The informants all said that the missing persons had heard mysterious footsteps on the phone before they disappeared, which was exactly the same as all the missing clues in File No. 11."
"But last night's disappearance was different from the past. In the past, only one person disappeared in one night, but this time, two people disappeared in one night."
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Zhou city.
This is a building with a very high level of confidentiality, and an emergency meeting is being held in a meeting room at this time.
In the conference room, standing a tall man with a strong back like King Kong, was actually the bald man who appeared in Wei Youran's house.
At this moment, a photo is projected onto a huge screen.
In the photo, there is a paper-stitched man with thick blush like blood, and a ghostly paper-pasted face, tightly attached to the camera.
It was the last frame captured by Wei Youran's home camera before it was finally destroyed.
A strange and evil paper pierced into a human face.
The bald man's voice was deep and steady, and he presided over the meeting and said: "Now, let's start updating the information of 'File 11'. First, name it 'Paper Sticker'; second, it is characterized by a weird speed."
"Third, according to the energy residue at the battle scene, the preliminary analysis level is around the fourth level of Tengu and the fifth level of Tengu."
"And the fourth point, 'Dossier 11' is suspected to have the ability to clone. It may also be possible that all the paper stick figures are puppets, and there may be a manipulator behind them who has been hiding in the dark."
"Next, I will start promulgating the action plan for 'Dossier 11'. I will thoroughly investigate all paper-making shops, ghost shops, and incense and candle shops in Zhou City. As long as they are related to the funeral industry, I will dig three feet and thoroughly investigate all of them. I don't care if it can turn into a clone by pulling out a bunch of hair like a monkey grandson, or there is some manipulator behind it who pretends to be a ghost. In short, none of these can suddenly appear out of nowhere. Trigger the opportunity."
"The last time I let 'File 10', the shame that the upper body of the two corpse kings escaped, I don't want it to happen again this time."
The people in the conference room looked at the ghost of "File 11" coming out of the projector, and everyone's expressions froze.
The bald man continued: "In addition, let the people in your respective divisions pay attention to a mysterious master who suddenly appeared among the people."
"This person is suspected to be a folk awakener who has been hiding deeply. He has awakened a very high bloodline talent ability, but he has been hiding very well. It seems that he still has a certain anti-reconnaissance ability. He has never appeared in our field of vision. "
"In particular, his growth rate is astonishing. If counting from the large-scale recovery of the world's aura on the night of the blue blood moon, in just ten days, a folk awakened who has no resources and no cultivation guidance has It has the strength to kill a tengu fourth-order and tengu fifth-order ghost."
"I believe you should be very clear about what it means to be able to kill the fourth-level and fifth-level ghosts of the Tengu alone, right? Such a huge destructive power, without knowing whether the other party is good or evil, will there be any criminal motives?" Before that, we must find out this civil awakener who has been hiding himself very deeply as soon as possible!"
The bald man said without anger and prestige.
At this moment, Fang Zheng didn't know that he had been targeted by the relevant departments.
When I heard the noise, followed the police car downstairs and the people next door went to the empty building, it was already dark. At six or seven o'clock in the evening, I felt guilty for a day. I was afraid that someone would suddenly come to the door to discuss a two to three hundred thousand renovation plan. Only then did Fang Zheng carefully take out something.
It was a piece of shredded paper about three to four centimeters in size. Fangzheng held the piece of paper in his hand and was lost in thought.
After the paper piercing man was burned to ashes by his Nine Yang True Qi, there was a small piece of paper that was not completely burned, which was the piece of paper in front of him, so out of curiosity, he grabbed it and took it away.
However, the research has been fruitless for a long time, and it is temporarily left behind.
Thinking of sticking people with paper, Fangzheng couldn't help but want to complain, this time the battle was so hard, and he only got a wisp of gray air.
Fangzheng frowned.
This doesn't fit the game's boss push routine at all, does it
"Could it be that in the eyes of Human Skin Jingwen, that weird paper-stitched man yesterday can only be regarded as a mob with contempt?"
"Or, whether it's leapfrogging to kill mobs, or pushing bosses, there's only a whiff of grayness that hasn't changed for thousands of years?"
Fangzheng inserted five fingers into the crevice of his hair, scratched his scalp, and was tangled in his thoughts.
(end of this chapter)