Anxiety floated in the crowd. Since all the buses managed by the on-board system were suspended, the students who stayed on the platform and could not go home were complaining. Many people on the street held up their switches, trying to reconnect the signal amid the chaos.
There is no wind tonight, everyone has their windows open, the driver in the traffic jam is honking, and a grumpy one leans out of the car window and shouts to the front: "Is the front dead? Move!"
The driver in front also squeezed out and shouted to the back, "Are you blind? The green light isn't on!"
The two sides were preparing to fight at a distance, and a sports car suddenly appeared on the other end. Before the driver could retract his body, the car leaped past like an arrow, bringing a strong wind, and people's faces were covered with ashes. When the driver regained his senses, before he had time to scold, the car was nowhere to be seen.
The accelerometer in the car kept turning, and the scenery on both sides was so blurred that only shadows remained. Yan Junxun often uses this car to challenge the limit, but he has never sat in the co-pilot!
"Warning, is speeding. Warning, is-"
Yan Junxun had a bad premonition, reached out and grabbed the seat belt, and the whole body was going to cross in the next second. The pendant in the car hit the windshield, and Yan Junxun felt that he was about to hit the car door. After passing this corner, he was still fascinated by the scene outside the car window.
Shi Shanyan played stably in the next straight driving, and also asked Yan Junxun leisurely: "Have you seen the animation of "Initial D"?"
This guy loves to chat regardless of the occasion!
"I have," Yan Junxun tightened his seat belt, and he squeezed out a voice between his teeth, "Cartoon!"
Shi Shanyan whistled to celebrate. His way of expressing his mood is very simple, especially in the one of pleasure.
The exhaust system of the sports car howled wildly at speed, and the headlights were like falling meteors in the dark night. The timer on the other end of the guide was beating rapidly, and the slight "di-di" sound was also urging Yan Junxun to make his heart beat faster.
The car drove into a dangerous section, and all the horns, screams, and quarrels all poured in in an instant, and exploded in Yan Junxun's ear. The street lights turn on and off, making the vehicles jumping across the road like swimming fish hidden in the black reef.
Danger!
Yan Junxun tightened his seat belt and watched a taxi brush past him.
Shi Shanyan's steering wheel was on time, and he had a kind of precision in predicting. He laughed in his long-lost freedom, not feeling dangerous.
At this moment, the system is out of business, and a "No Pass" sign has been raised on the road. After a few minutes of chaos, private cars tried their best to avoid the sides of the road to avoid traffic accidents.
"My signal is not good right now," an uncle shouted back to his wife, "It's true that the signal is not good!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a sports car pass by. He immediately shrank his neck, and then heard a loud bang. The other party directly smashed the "No Pass" sign and flew towards the front.
20 minutes is too long, enough for an adrenaline rush. Shi Shanyan shifted gears to speed up, as if to lead Yan Junxun through this confusing dream. At this moment, as long as he makes a little operation error, the two can immediately end the game and die together.
The lunatic's location sign suddenly moved.
"He went down to the parking lot," Su Heting didn't pay attention to what the two of them were doing, and just wanted to be an emotionless broadcast machine, "You better block him at the door."
The rat gleamed on the map, and it moved so quickly that it didn't take long to go downstairs. There are many commercial buildings in this area, and the tunnels in the parking lot are all circular designs. Shi Shanyan was agile, drove the car directly into the tunnel, and rushed towards the underground parking lot with the sound of a series of tires slipping.
Yan Junxun felt that there was a wall in front of the windshield, and he had to tighten his seat belt all the time to avoid the illusion of being thrown out. He felt that the body could rub against the wall if he leaned a little further.
"He's heading here," Su Heting raised his voice, "You'll be able to see him soon, are you happy?!"
Yan Junxun couldn't hear Su Heting's voice at all. It wasn't until the sports car "hum" that it smashed into the darkness, and the rear of the car violently threw an arc on the relatively empty ground, causing him to slam into the seat back under the brakes. This exciting journey against time was not temporarily stopped.
Shi Shanyan looked ahead, the windshield was illuminated by the lights on the opposite side, and he also turned on the lights on the other side. Everyone dazzled each other, and no one could see who.
The sports car stopped, but did not turn off. The arrogant roar was classified as a low-pitched sound, and the "di-di" sound of the timer was particularly prominent at this moment, like high-heeled shoes hidden in the galloping horses, sharply stepping on everyone's eardrums.
The madman's car is the third generation of pure black, and it is a relatively new one in the parking area. The on-board system of this car is very accommodating, and the degree of freedom that can be set is higher than some indoor systems in the parking area. A madman should love this car, wipe it clean, and make it reflective.
The two sides confronted each other in the car, the shadow of the sports car dragged behind, like a cheetah ready to go.
"Hello—" The madman greeted Yan Junxun and Shi Shanyan through the oldest loudspeaker. His fingers jumped on the steering wheel, his toes stomped on the open space, and he said, "You guys are so fast."
Yan Junxun tilted his head slightly, trying to see the full face of the lunatic through the dazzling headlights.
The loudspeaker may be a rubbish, good and bad, turning the madman's voice into choppy and weird, as if torn apart.
"Yan Junxun, you see, these people don't care about us at all, but you still have to follow them." The madman's behavior was different from the one on the phone. He was no longer so impatient, but had a wonderful calmness.
Do not.
Yan Junxun eased his breathing.
not us.
"You must be thinking, 'It's not us,'" the lunatic bit his tongue lightly and let out that kind of laughter, "Don't be stupid, don't hold out hope, in Fu Chenghui's eyes, you are just like us. Hackers are hiding in your indoor system and silently monitoring you, but you seem to be tamed and have no resistance." The madman did not forget to say hello to Su Heting when he said this, with a discussion tone, said , "Hello, hacker, is it because of your power or because of the Black Panther's privileges that you can bypass the Inspectorate's management system to turn off regional monitoring? Don't answer me, we all have the answer in our hearts."
The number on the timer jumped to "11", and the jump of the seconds was like a small steel ball that couldn't be grasped, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The madman's hand held the steering wheel, and he exaggeratedly said: "You guys want to catch me, try it."
Shi Shanyan stepped on the clutch, the accelerator roared, and the engine speed increased immediately. The sports car roared against the ground, and the moment he got into gear, it rushed out towards the opposite side.
The distance between the two workshops shrank rapidly, and the madman immediately reversed the car. When he reversed direction, he was hit and skewed. The car body rubbed against the pillars of the parking lot and scraped off the toll collection device above. The charging device automatically alarmed, and before the red light was on for a few seconds, sparks broke out.
The madman laughed out loud in the car, swerved out of the car, ran over the speed bump and drove towards the other end of the tunnel. Shi Shanyan licked his canine teeth and chased after him.
The area of the underground parking lot is wide, with a "back" shape as a whole, with many right-angle bends. Maniacs are not very good at drag racing, often rubbing against walls when cornering, scraping a layer of paint on the doors.
"Exit the tunnel in 80 seconds," Su Heting said, "watch out for cars and pedestrians on the ground."
The lunatic was hit by Shi Shanyan when he was exiting the tunnel. His tattered car door scraped against the wall again, but as if he was driving under the influence of alcohol, he continued to drive against the wall, forced his way out of the tunnel, and broke the horizontal railing in front of him. Drive to the plaza where people gather.
"Let Jiang Lian disperse the crowd," Yan Junxun shouted to the guide, "This is a fucking lunatic!"
As soon as Yan Junxun's voice fell, the police siren on the side of the square blared loudly. Jiang Lian held up an old-fashioned loudspeaker that he didn't know where it came from, and shouted to the square: "Prepare for the exercise, all evacuate!"
The berthing area will also conduct war preparation exercises during wartime. This is a compulsory course for residents a few years ago, and they have to take the test for further studies. At this moment, police sirens surround the square, and the sound of electronic horns makes people's ears hurt. The members of the inspectorate organize the evacuation of pedestrians.
The madman stepped on the accelerator, and when he passed the Peace Statue in the center of the square, he stretched out a hand from the car window and shot at the dove-shaped headlights in the palm of the Peace Statue.
The pigeon lights immediately splashed around, and the pedestrians below couldn't dodge in time, and were smashed by the broken lights, and screams broke out immediately. The originally orderly crowd immediately panicked after hearing the sound of gunfire and explosions.
The madman yelled in the car like a drive, and ran rampant with a loudspeaker: "This is a declaration of war, let the Black Panther and Fu Chenghui die! The system will eventually rule the world!"
The timer jumps to "8".
Su Heting commented: "This guy—"
Before he could finish speaking, the call was suddenly cut off. The lights on the square turned on all at once, and before midnight, the fountain appeared along with the lights, splashing the crowd with water, and panic instantly covered the audience.
Jiang Lian was not spared standing by the car, and his glasses were drenched by the powerful fountain water. He was half wet and couldn't see straight ahead. There were screams everywhere, and he said something, only to find that the horn was broken.
The advertising screens around the square were all turned on, and before the female star walked in front of the camera, the picture was cut into a blurred basement.
"I was wronged—" Huo Qingjun's voice resounded through the building, despair stuck in his Adam's apple, so that his voice had changed its tone, like a trapped beast who was desperate. He slapped the camera with his hands, the glasses on his face fell off, his hair was messy, and he cried out in the sound of the chainsaw: "I didn't—"
The picture suddenly turned into a cartoon for children.
"Fuck you!" Su Heting called back, furious, "He has foreign aid, someone is attacking..."
The call was cut off again, and the animation on the square screen also froze, and Huo Qingjun's face flashed from time to time.
"Turn on the wartime shielding mode," Jue suddenly returned to normal and appeared in Park Lin's ear, "Repeat, request to turn on the wartime shielding mode." After a few seconds, Jue said, "The shielding mode failed to be turned on, and it was unable to resist external intrusions. Re-request to cooperate with 7-006 on emergency!"
The situation in the square is already chaotic, the lunatics are not only rampant with looting, but also have mental problems. Shi Shanyan had already caught up with the madman, and he pressured the madman while he was paralleling, forcing the madman to the blind lane where no one was going.
Yan Junxun unfastened his seat belt and held the door handle on the side.
"Come on," the lunatic provoked Shi Shanyan, "Bump—"
Halfway through his words, Shi Shanyan slammed into him violently. The rearview mirror was immediately scrapped with a "bang", the madman didn't control the steering wheel properly, the front of the car swerved to the side flower bed in the impact, and the headlights were all shattered. He barely braked and smashed the trash can with a flick of his tail.
Shi Shanyan adjusted his direction, and when the madman hadn't stabilized, he slammed into it again. This time, the madman's hat was knocked out of the window, the door was dented as if it had been run over, and the system warnings inside were shut up.
The lunatic fell into a brief flameout, and during the restart he heard the sports car's doors open. He kicked the car hard, and the rear door was opened. The madman reopened, the rear door swayed in the air, and Yan Junxun was almost overwhelmed by the speed of the car that started in place. The madman yelled: "I'm going to die..."
Yan Junxun stretched out his arm from behind, caught the madman's throat, and pinned him to the driver's seat. The madman was out of breath, the car rammed into Shi Shanyan in the opposite direction, the door that was not closed was squeezed and deformed, the windows of both sides were all shattered instantly, and Yan Junxun was scratched by the broken glass fragments on his arm.
A lunatic drives a car in one hand and grabs a gun in the other. He fired a shot at the windshield. The pure black third-generation windshield is said to be bulletproof, and it didn't break in this shot. The ricochet bounced back in the car and hit the seat next to Yan Junxun's shoulder. The car door on the left was broken, the madman wanted to throw Yan Junxun out, the tires of the car were against the edge of the narrow road, and he stepped on the brakes in the direction of the sudden turn, and inertia threw Yan Junxun's entire body to the left.
The madman's car swayed without a route. He couldn't move Yan Junxun's arm, so he squeezed out a laugh from his throat: "Yan Junxun... Yan Junxun!" He exclaimed strangely, "I'm not the first One, and not the last!"
Yan Junxun's profile was against the back of the driver's seat, and he finally saw the madman's face clearly in the car mirror. The madman wears clown makeup and looks a lot like him.
"Hello," the lunatic greeted excitedly with wide-eyed eyes, "you-good-ah-Yan-jun-xun!" He raised his gun and pointed the muzzle under his right eye, "Unfortunately I don't have a mole , I really envy you. Artemis gave you a brain beyond the mundane, but you use it to roll in the quagmire with beasts. You are so boring, but it doesn't matter, I'll save you."
The madman is very similar to Yan Junxun, he seems to be faking his appearance according to Yan Junxun's appearance. With his black hair hanging down from his eyes, he looked at Shi Shanyan, who was parallel to him, and grinned.
"He's so beautiful!" said the madman frantically. "He's a beautiful baby. He's a little more lucky than others, are you right?"
The pure black third generation is out of control, and the madman lets the car smash like a headless fly. He laughed, let go of his hand holding the steering wheel, and grabbed Yan Junxun instead.
There are only ten seconds left in the countdown.
"Look at yourself," the lunatic raised the muzzle of his gun, pressed his eyebrows, and said to Yan Junxun in the car mirror, "your end."
Hold.
Yan Junxun heard what he said.
"Hold!"
The lunatic shot.
Yan Junxun couldn't see the front clearly, and the splattered blood almost wet his eyes. He heard the sound of the timer turn into the "click" of a stopwatch, and finally into pouring rain. He felt hot on his face, wondering if it was the paint of a madman or the blood of a madman. The orderly thoughts in his head were shattered, as if he had returned to the empty square where he once stayed.
The timer made a beeping sound, and the car broke through the obstacles in the bumps and drove to the end that was about to come. The light screen of the commercial building suddenly exploded with virtual fireworks full of chaos and panic, and the brilliant light covered everyone, as if a long-planned celebration had just been completed.
The driving direction of the car is unknown, scraping the low curb and rushing towards the pergola at the corner. There are tables, chairs and benches under the shed, as well as beer bottles accumulated in the shape of "goods".
"Jump!" Shi Shanyan woke up Yan Junxun.
Yan Junxun took the madman's gun while retracting his arm, jumped down just before the car crashed into the pergola, and rolled to the ground. In the next second, the beer bottle under the pergola suddenly shattered, and amber-colored wine splashed around. The tires ran hard over the broken glass bottle and continued on with the table, chair and bench. There were people on the sidewalk, and people in the car parked ahead. Shi Shanyan turned the steering wheel, pushed the car hard against the side wall, and pressed it into the telephone pole on the street corner.
The pure black windshield of the third generation is fine, but the front cover is seriously dented. The whole car screamed and stopped smoking, and the sports car quickly brushed past and braked sharply at the corner.
The virtual fireworks on the square were still being set off, Yan Junxun was lying on the ground full of glass slag, panting, and the madman's last eyes lingered in his head. After a while, Yan Junxun opened his eyes, propped himself up, and wiped the blood on his face with his T-shirt. He buried his face in a T-shirt that he couldn't tell whether it was blood or sweat, and scolded in a low voice, "Damn it."
* * *
Two hours later, Yan Junxun sat in the investigation room.
"The identity of the deceased is unknown," Jue said, knowing the seriousness of the problem, "We can't find his personal information, nor his entry and exit records, but I will contact the investigation system in other areas to search."
"You're chasing too fast," Park Lin looked at Yan Junxun with an observational look, "You should talk to us first."
His tone wasn't reproachful, but neither was it suggestive.
Jiang Lian's channel was beeping all the time. He dealt with the continuous greetings, and also wrote a report to Fu Chenghui, and finally smashed the guide in the annoyance.
"Can we find the murderer tonight? The video is on the screen, and Huo Qingjun shouted injustice in front of thousands of people." Jiang Lian spread his hands to them. "As a result, we didn't even find the murderer's shadow."
Yan Junxun just rushed over in the bathroom and sat on a chair covered with the towel of the Inspectorate. His clothes were dirty and blood was everywhere.
"This case doesn't look like an ordinary homicide now," Park Lin looked at her record book. "You can continue to ask the profiler, maybe he can solve the case with a flash of inspiration."
"Park Lin," Jue warmly discouraged, "Don't do this."
"Did I say something that shouldn't be said?" Park Lin raised her head, "I'm sorry, I've offended you."
"You can ask Cheng Lixin." Yan Junxun hadn't slept for a long time, and he was well aware of Park Lin's conflicting emotions. But he can't lose his temper, he's embarrassed enough tonight.
"Ask him who the murderer is?" Pu Lin looked at Yan Junxun, "We've already asked."
"Fuck," Yan Jun found the water dripping from his hair on his pants, "the victim's information was leaked from Yang Yu, and the murderer, like Cheng Lixin, was a person his mother often came into contact with. Her relatives and friends …”
Yan Junxun didn't want to talk, he could feel Park Lin's dissatisfaction.
"Je is already investigating." Park Lin looked back, "We are not fools."
yes.
Others are not fools, do they need Yan Junxun to remind him every time
Yan Junxun remained silent until Park Lin and the others left the investigation room. This room can be seen from the outside, and he knows that the members who come and go are looking at him, and he is a rare specimen locked in a glass bottle.
Yan Junxun pulled down the towel and covered his face by wiping the water, not wanting to make himself so clear about what was going on outside the door.
"You unlocked Shi Shanyan's shackles," Jiang Lian tapped on the keyboard. He was contemplating a report, and was devastated by this, "Jun Xun, I told you, don't unlock his shackles."
Yan Jun did not answer.
"You have to give me a clear and clear report, tell me, tell Fu Chenghui, what happened here, and what happened to that lunatic. There was a stampede accident tonight, many people were injured, and the crowd reacted violently. Dealing with the media. 7-006 has to be punished, he overstepped and disrupted our steps. If, I said if, if he didn't turn off—"
"Huo Qingjun won't show up?" Yan Junxun ripped off the towel, "You gave your trust to an anti-social lunatic, but 7-006 will be punished." He looked at Jiang Lian with deep eyes, "7-006 has been implemented. The optimal plan, even if he doesn't turn off the regional system, the lunatic will put Huo Qingjun on the public screen. He is here for these things. He called to expose himself, all to pave the way for these things tonight. You Do you really think that the main system of the parking area can resist this invasion? Don't be kidding, even if the main system of the parking area is the third generation developed based on the remaining data of Artemis, it is not Artemis."
The investigation room was quiet and the atmosphere was a little embarrassing.
"I can untie Shi Shanyan's shackles anytime, anywhere," Yan Junxun held the towel and stood up, "We are partners."
* * *
Shi Shanyan sat on the chair and was about to fall asleep. The opposite light shone on him, and he said, "Turn it off, don't let me say it a second time."
The prosecutor of Guangtong Prison turned off the lights and sat opposite Shi Shanyan. He is just a projection, and Shan Yan was called in late at night to check whether it was normal.
"I thought you were doing something here," the inspector yawned, "and you just took your new friend for a ride."
"Tell them I'm normal," Shi Shanyan leaned against the back of the chair, "let me out."
"We have to go through the process," the inspector motioned him to stay safe, clicked on the report on the table, and asked according to the rules, "Did you kill someone?"
"No," Shi Shanyan looked at him, "The wound identification can prove that he committed suicide."
"Well... yes," the inspector read the report, "you are only responsible for driving."
Shi Shanyan wanted to end this mentally retarded quiz as soon as possible, he was annoyed, but he couldn't see it on his face, he could even smile: "I'm only in charge of driving, my partner 7-001 is in charge of the main trouble, here I am. It's just a pony," he turned his lighter, "we're looking for the murderer, not fleeing in fear of crime."
"You are in a normal mood." The prosecutor's name is Xie Zhenshu. Apart from his looks, he has no specialties. He has been in Guangtong Prison for a long time. He glanced at Shi Shanyan and said, "It seems that 7-001 is a good partner. He makes you worry."
"Our love is stronger than gold," Shi Shanyan stopped and turned the lighter, "Tell Fu Chenghui that I felt a strong friendship, so I am no longer a pervert."
"I will report it truthfully." Xie Zhenshu drew a few circles on the report with a pen, "How is your health recently?"
"Healthy," Shi Shanyan turned his head, listening to the footsteps in the corridor, and suddenly said, "... I didn't sleep well. The room they provided me was as rubbish as the one in the prison."
"Really," Xie Zhenshu continued to draw circles, he didn't like to laugh very much, "Are you still watching cartoons?"
"Look," Shi Shanyan held his head, "but recently I want to read manga more."
"If conditions permit, you can take a look," Xie Zhenshu glanced at the time, intentionally or unintentionally, and after a minute, he paused and said, "Do you need me to give you some advice?"
Shi Shanyan said, "No need."
"Try to go to bed as early as possible," Xie Zhenshu asked and answered himself, "Your index finger training has exceeded the standard. Going to bed early will help you return to normal, and at the same time communicate more with your partner." Xie Zhenshu said and inserted the pen back Standing in place, looking straight ahead, he said in a businesslike manner, "The inspection time is over, goodbye."
The time was just stuck on the spot, no more, no less. Xie Zhenshu didn't talk nonsense, and he didn't need Shi Shanyan to answer, so he turned off the projection and disappeared.
* * *
Yan Junxun sat on the bench drinking beer, but stopped after two sips. The beer reminded him of tonight's experience, especially the maniac's face.
"Excessive drinking is bad for your health." Shi Shanyan stretched out his hand from behind, picked up the beer in Yan Junxun's hand, and put it in front of his nose to smell it.
Yan Jun didn't look back and said, "You can ask Jiang Lian to change you a dormitory."
"What's the difference?" Shi Shanyan sat down beside Yan Junxun and threw the beer into the trash can, "All the rooms in the compartment belong to me, and I still have to sleep with the system every night."
There are no people on this floor, they have their backs to the light screen in the hall, and they can see the glass window in front of the aisle. The night sky outside the window was silent, except for the lonely moon.
"Have you ever slept with anyone?" Yan Junxun looked at Shi Shanyan, as if asking "Are you hungry now?"
Shi Shanyan also looked at him and asked back, "What do you think?"
The two of them were all sweaty, sitting together like brothers in trouble, and neither disliked the other. But Shi Shanyan is very strange. It seems that it is difficult for people to feel his embarrassment. Unless he wants to, he is dressed in rags, and it will make others feel that he is experiencing life.
"I slept." Yan Junxun said.
Shi Shanyan turned his body slightly to make it easier for him to look at Yan Junxun better. He rubbed his cheek with his index finger and said, "Are you envious or want to try?"
Yan Junxun observed Shi Shanyan and said after a while, "Liar ghost, you haven't slept before."
"It's dangerous to discuss this matter with adults," Shi Shanyan's eyes were not aggressive, he seemed to have changed his mind and was concentrating on being a good person, "You need hugs more than sex."
Artemis won't hug Yan Junxun, only Fat Da will, but more often he needs to be alone. When he crosses a certain age, the world is left to himself, and everyone lives outside.
Shi Shanyan raised his hand and covered the top of Yan Junxun's head. He moved closer and said, "You can crave the warmth of other people, but don't expect too much, because most people have a cold quality, and they can pierce your illusions."
Yan Junxun was pushed down, he frowned and stared at Shi Shanyan.
"You're like a sheep walking on the road like this," Shi Shanyan's hand slipped, he gently pushed the corner of Yan Junxun's mouth with his two index fingers, and whispered, "Having love is not an easy thing."
Yan Junxun was pushed out of a stiff smile, he tilted his head and moved his face away, avoiding Shi Shanyan's touch. Shi Shanyan is like a devil who wants to lead him astray, always bringing delicious candy with him.
Yan Junxun refused to show his timidity, his eyes fiercely circled Shi Shanyan's face, and said, "I know."
Shi Shanyan retracted his hand and asked, "Then can we go?"
"No," Yan Jun looked towards the stairs, "no one can explain why the deceased looks like me."
Shi Shanyan replied, "He praised you for being beautiful."
Yan Junxun said, "Fucking beautiful."
"Fucking beautiful..." Shi Shanyan laughed out loud, leaning on the bench with his arms, and asked, "Can you smoke in this piece?"
"No." Yan Junxun glanced at the word "No smoking" not far away.
"Then give me a lollipop." Shi Shanyan didn't know how far he was going, and after he got the candy, he peeled off the paper, "Tell me what you think," he put the lollipop into his mouth, "I guess they temporarily I don't really want to communicate with you."
"The 'madman' who died tonight is not the 'madman' in the recording." Yan Junxun smelled the sweetness of lychees. The one in the mouth is the last one.
Shi Shanyan took out the candy and asked seriously, "Return it to you?"
"No." Yan Junxun replied.
Shi Shanyan put Tang back in his mouth, biting and asking, "How did you find out that he's not the 'madman' in the recording?"
"When he was talking to me," Yan Jun leaned back a little, raised his head slightly, the light on the top made him dizzy, "it sounded more irritable than in the recording, and the wording was different... He was parking He was very calm when he saw us.”
"Then you found out that he didn't wear a ring," Shi Shanyan concluded, "How boring is this fool."
That's right, tonight's "madman" didn't wear a ring. When he grabbed Yan Junxun's arm with his hand, Yan Junxun found that he didn't even wear a ring on his finger. He is not like the one behind the scenes, but more like a bomb thrown out, successfully mixing the water.
The lunatic had just had dinner when he called, and that was supposed to be his last meal. He doesn't live in the business district at all, and he flaunts his teeth on the phone just to let the location be discovered. From carefully selected murder victims to tonight's riots, make a complete circle.
"Public opinion will explode tomorrow morning," Yan Junxun felt sleepy in his dizziness, "he mentioned Black Panther and Fu Chenghui in the square, and said that the system would rule the world."
These are the fuses of the berthing area. The key is that he also copied Yan Junxun's appearance, which reminds Yan Junxun of the information exposure not long ago.
If Su Heting didn't turn off the system monitoring in time tonight, the lunatic might let that face into the mirror, and Yan Junxun would no longer be able to get rid of the accusations of public opinion. Because the three words black panther, anti-social, and system are linked together, even if Fu Chenghui and the Inspectorate can confirm that the lunatic has nothing to do with Yan Junxun, it will be used as an excuse to prevaricate the masses. The fear of the Black Panthers and Fu Chenghui in the area to be developed by the alliance cannot be changed in the short term, and Fu Chenghui's consistent political image is not approachable enough. At this point in the case, Yan Junxun has realized that it is beyond his jurisdiction.
Compared with Fu Chenghui, Yan Junxun cared more about the words the madman shouted. He said "I'm not the first and I'm not the last", what does that mean? There may be a second, third, for this crazy guy.
"He knows something about Artemis," Yan Junxun closed his eyes and replayed the madman's appearance before committing suicide over and over again, "and also knows something about me."
Fakes, stinky gutters, pretense.
The sound of rain echoed in Yan Junxun's ears. The rain has been happening so often lately, as if to suggest that he was a little out of control. He tried to cover up the rain with the sound of writing on the blackboard, but the information in his head was too complex, squeezing Yan Junxun, making him unable to handle his emotions well.
This is your fate.
The madman held the gun, repeating like a nightmare.
Yan Junxun, this is your fate.
"Bang!"
A glass was suddenly shattered in the hall, and the sound exploded in Yan Junxun's ear, causing him to immediately wake up, who had been a little confused. The shock of waking up suddenly stimulated his chest, making his heart beat a little faster.
Shi Shanyan bit the candy and looked towards the hall.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Lian came out of the door and asked.
The video on the central light screen zooms in, revealing the familiar basement.
"Why are you lying?" A rubber-gloved hand pressed Liu Chen's head and asked him to face the camera. It was a woman's voice, "How can you lie on the news!"
"Ten minutes ago, this video came out of Liu Chen's chat room and was reposted by various accounts," Jue said to Jiang Lian, "We need to take immediate action to stop the video from continuing to spread, and find Liu Chen before she does it. "
The lens is very blurry, the same effect as Huo Qingjun's. Liu Chen's face was in front of the camera. He had just woken up from a coma and was unconscious.
"You killed Huo Qingjun," the woman raised Liu Chen's head and made him aim at the camera, "You are the worst, you, you and He Zhiguo," her incomprehensible anger poured out at this moment, "you joined forces to kill I killed my daughter and killed Huo Qingjun! You are not human!"
The camera swayed and fell to the ground, and the video stopped abruptly, as if it had been stepped on.
Yan Junxun saw the shoes when the picture was still. The sneakers were very old, not resistant to dirt, and had not been washed much. The shoe size exceeded the size of ordinary women, and it was more like a pair of men's shoes.
The steel bullets in Yan Junxun's head rolled all over the floor. They collided with each other and connected together, forming a clear route.
His speculation was completely correct, it was this woman!
"Wake up Cheng Lixin," Yan Junxun stood up, "he must know this woman."