Seven o'clock sharp in the evening.
Kemen stood in front of the window on the sixth floor. The lights in the room were not turned on, and it was pitch black behind him.
There were no soldiers downstairs in the library, it was very empty, just like the night of that night.
Kemen held his palms empty, and some distracting thoughts arose in his heart.
If you resist that kind of distracting thoughts, you will not get any information.
As the gaze deepened, Kemon felt that his body was synchronizing with the environment.
The three teammates behind him stood in the room, feeling the unusual coldness.
However, in the spirit vision glasses, the dark part will be brighter, so that investigators can see the corners clearly.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the stains in the house became very clear, and there was a line of coherent footsteps.
From the door to the bookshelf, to the window, and then back to the door.
The three of Luo Yuan looked at each other, which was an extremely important clue.
"You stay here to watch over Amon. If there are abnormal signs, interrupt his synaesthesia immediately." Captain Luo ordered in a low voice, afraid of affecting Kemon's synaesthesia.
Cheng Le nodded, Luo Yuan and Dr. Liang walked towards the closed door together.
Open the door and move a crack, but there are no stains and footprints outside the door.
The environment outside the house is not good enough, and the glasses are difficult to see.
The glasses have to be matched with some specific props in order to show its effect. On-site investigation is still the strongest means of synaesthesia.
The two turned back, and Kemon had already entered a state of synesthesia.
Kemen heard the murmur of the figure, muttering something.
Kemon further emptied his mind and listened to his voice, but heard a confused language.
The chaotic language is very unpleasant, it seems incompatible with the human body, just listening to it makes people feel sick and the body twitches.
Seeing that something was wrong, Cheng Le immediately called out "Kemeng".
Hearing Cheng Le's words, Kemeng immediately took out the copy of rationality from his arms, and opened the book to read the sentences.
In an instant, Kemen calmed down, and his distracting thoughts faded away.
Those chaotic whispers were no longer scary, but they still disgusted Kemon from the bottom of his heart, as if they were words against humanity, and listening carefully would cause unknown changes to the human body.
Kemen couldn't tell what language it was, anyway, his body instinctively hated it.
"Resistance +0.1"
Kemon resisted a mental disturbance and successfully added a mental resistance.
"Amon, what happened just now?" Luo Yuan worried.
"I heard some words, but it was messy and disgusting." Kemeng shook his head, looked downstairs, and suddenly saw a figure walking on the ground, walking towards the security post.
But in the next second, the figure disappeared.
This is an illusion. Kemon has an intuition that as long as he continues to accept the chaotic whispers, Kemon can see more pictures.
"It's a trap designed by the enemy, and I can't communicate anymore." Luo Yuan frowned. This task is going to be a waste of time. Let more senior people investigate, or temporarily seal it up.
"It is indeed a trap, but through the process of listening, I have a deeper connection with the suspect, and I can see a deeper picture."
"You really want to take the risk?"
"I saw a figure, I need more pictures." Kemen looked at the captain with an extremely firm attitude.
Although those weird words were disgusting, the strength gushing out of the body was also fighting against the inexplicable whispers.
Coupled with the help of the rational transcript, Kemon is even more fearless.
If he was really lost, his own spirituality would also send out a strong warning, but Kemeng's body didn't produce that kind of strong warning, he just felt very nauseated, and he didn't rise to the point of losing his mind.
Luo Yuan took a deep breath, "Ten seconds, then rest for a while, try again if you don't have enough information, don't do it all at once, it's very dangerous."
Kemen closed the copy of rationality, held the copy with his palms down, and looked downstairs.
Relying on the strength of his resistance, Kemon began to listen to those hoarse and unpleasant whispers.
The eardrums vibrate and the heart beats faster.
His stomach was overwhelmed, and a feeling of nausea flooded his whole body.
For ten full seconds, Kermon struggled with nausea.
The resistance power in the body continues to exert force, eliminating abnormal power.
"Kemon!" A voice sounded from behind Kemon.
Kemon immediately opened the copy of rationality and read the sentences inside.
The tumbling thoughts were quickly suppressed, and the person became calm.
After calming down, another hallucination appeared before Kemon's eyes.
A man in a blue security uniform walked downstairs and got into a van at the entrance of the library.
Kemeng stared, focused, and looked at the license plate number of the van.
Whale X XX698.
Whale means whale city.
Kemeng told Luo Yuan the information he saw, and Luo Yuan solemnly said after hearing it: "Thanks for your hard work."
The license plate number reported by Kemeng immediately received the attention of the superiors, and the traffic police worked hard to quickly find the target vehicle.
Half an hour later, a message came.
"The car with the license plate Whale X·XX698 was found, but it was abandoned in a parking lot four kilometers away from the library."
"He's not inside, he changed another car, and he's already left the city, it's a gang crime." Luo Yuan sighed.
The criminals have all run out of the city. If they are professional anti-reconnaissance criminals, coupled with the combination of some special items, it is difficult to catch them.
Kermon and the others went to the parking lot and saw the abandoned van on the spot.
Looking at the van, that familiar feeling came back.
Kemon sat in the driver's seat of the van, and shook his head a minute later, "It's not the driver's seat."
Then Kemen sat in the back seat, closed his eyes and felt it quietly. A minute later, a certain picture appeared in his mind.
In the pitch-black car, the driver and he were both wearing black suits, black shoes, and black hats. They were completely black.
Get out of the car, change to another car, and drive away quickly.
Kemen opened his eyes, dictated the appearance of the criminal, and communicated with the crime simulation portrait expert.
When the expert finished drawing the portrait, Kemon nodded, and it was almost the same as the two people he had sensed, 90% similar and nearly 100% similar.
The incident progressed here, and the time was a bit late.
During the long wait, Kemon took a sip of water to relieve his thirsty throat.
After drinking the water, he took the water bottle and poked it lightly, then retracted it, startled for a moment.
Is this the sequelae of the stabbing
I don't usually feel the side effects of the trident. It seems that it has not disappeared, but the effect is too weak.
However, once more is used, the intensity of side effects will vary.
Beep, Captain Luo's cell phone rang.
After talking on the phone for a while, Luo Yuan happily hung up the phone, turned around and said to his teammates:
"I found someone!"
"Although the car they took changed out of Whale City, the two of them did not run out of Whale City. They haunted Lengshui Street in Whale City, and then officials locked down a suspicious residential house. The owner has not come back for three months, and may be arrested. They dominate."
After hearing this, Kemeng immediately followed Luo Yuan to the target residence.
Captain Luo raced through a red light all the way, and several military vehicles followed behind him, quickly flying into the air.
Twenty minutes later, everyone got off the car and stopped in front of a residential building.
Under the darkness, the three-storey old-fashioned single-family building had no lights, and the main entrance was a copper door with rust. The scene was too quiet, which made some people feel uneasy, and their eyes drifted unconsciously to other people's balconies.
Kermon glanced at the time, it was eleven fifty-nine in the evening, and it was about to reach zero.
A bad premonition slowly rose in my heart.