"Supernatural crimes must be supervised. Supernatural crimes must be supervised. Their methods of committing crimes can be said to be completely beyond the scope of what we can understand now. If we do not establish a new set of laws and institutions, we will not be able to trigger supernatural crimes at all."
, they don’t even need a motive, they don’t need tools to commit a crime, and they don’t even need to be present. Everyone has a perfect alibi and a means of evading sanctions, and all the current laws in the world are a piece of waste paper to them.”
At the meeting, Director Chen slapped the table with the minister who came to participate in the investigation. The rat next to him thought that Director Chen was super cool. He was a bad director, but he slapped the table like this with the minister. This was a tough move.
But unexpectedly, instead of being angry, the other party stood up and patted Mr. Chen on the shoulder and said, "How many years have passed and you still have this bad temper."
"You are a high-ranking official and are well-paid and well-off. Do you still remember us? Does this number look familiar to you?"
Director Chen pulled Mouse forward, pointed at the warning signal on his chest and said, "Look, take a good look."
"this……"
"Second Brother's warning signal!" Director Chen patted the table again and said: "When Second Brother left, you said you would find a way. How many years has it been now? Second Brother's son is standing here now, what's wrong? You are
Are you planning to let him go with you?"
"Is he the second son's son?"
The minister looked around the mouse up and down, his eyes were shining, and he kept nodding his head and said: "He looks like the second brother back then."
Director Chen pulled Mouse over and said, "Come on, let's perform a show for the uncle."
The mouse was stunned: "Huh?"
"Let's put on a show, come on." The minister also looked at the mouse with great interest: "Let's see who is better, you or your father."
Mouse stepped forward and scratched his head. The feeling was no different from when he was a child and was forced to perform in front of relatives during the Chinese New Year.
But the elders say they want to perform, so what else can we do? Just perform...
He took a few steps back, took out a few copper coins from his arms, and planned to perform a show of insight into a thousand miles to the uncles present.
Then he kneaded the secret with one hand, and then pressed it hard on the ground. The entire wall of the room was instantly covered with a golden net, and the points where the longitude and latitude lines intertwined were marked with the heavenly stems and earthly branches.
Then the mouse threw the nine copper coins in his hand into the sky one by one. Those coins started to fall after spinning dozens of circles in mid-air, but they did not stop after landing, but began to run around, and even
Rolling against the wall against the rules of physics.
After finally stopping, Mouse pointed at the few copper coins and introduced: "The main star is Greedy Wolf, the direction is very evil. The evil star... Oops, bad!"
After the mouse saw the location of the remaining few copper coins, he rushed out without saying a word and didn't even say hello.
Just when Bureau Chen and the minister were looking at each other, the rat poked his head in again and waved at the wall: "Get it!"
The copper coins returned automatically, and he said to Bureau Chen: "Something happened!"
Director Chen didn't care about the minister's affairs and thrust the report into his hand: "See for yourself. If he said something happened, something must have happened."
Seeing the two people running away in a hurry, the minister lowered his head and glanced at the report and chuckled: "It's still the same as before."
After saying that, he walked back to his desk: "Approval, of course it must be approved... Oh..."
The mouse drove Director Chen all the way in the car. In the car, Director Chen curiously asked: "What happened?"
"It's okay." Mouse looked back and said, "I think the atmosphere is about the same. If you continue to talk, he will have to think about it. I have to continue to perform. I just happened to take advantage of the point of my performance to enhance the atmosphere.
It blocks his time to think, and secondly, I don’t have to be embarrassed. Isn’t this the best of both worlds?”
"You brat." Bureau Chen patted the mouse on the head and said, "He's full of ghosts."
However, after Mouzi sent Director Chen back, he opened his mailbox and took a look and realized that something had really happened. A bunch of photos and videos about flying incidents in downtown Hong Kong appeared in his mailbox.
Although the local police did block the flow of media channels, it was difficult for private channels to stop it. From the video, you can see that the man's head suddenly flew up without warning, as if he had been chopped off with a knife.
As if.
Seeing this scene, Mouzi leaned on the car and pondered for a long time, and then suddenly slapped the steering wheel: "This is too arrogant."
He returned to the milk tea shop. At this time, Thunder Dragon didn't know where he was, most likely to find his wife who is half a woman and half a man. There was only Mr. Cai left in the shop who was so idle that it hurt to watch.
TV drama.
"This 100-inch TV is really exciting." Mr. Cai pointed at the TV and said to the mouse, "Even a hair can see it clearly."
Mouse sat down on the chair and pointed behind Mr. Cai: "Here is a cup of coffee. I want that box."
"Chenghui, eighteen yuan." Mr. Cai picked up the coffee powder and began to pack it into a box and put it into the coffee machine. When he looked up, he saw something was wrong with the mouse's expression: "What? Are you in trouble again?"
Mouse didn't say anything, he just silently opened Feitou's video and showed it to Mr. Cai.
"Oh..." Mr. Cai is an ordinary person after all. Although he knows that there are some special things in this world, Leng Buding was still a little shocked when he saw this kind of thing: "How did you do it? The clothesline was hung by a truck.
Live and then cut off this person’s head?”
"You have such dark thoughts. Are you from the DC Universe?" Mouse pointed at the corpse in the video: "This was chopped off directly by something invisible."
"Is that so...does it mean that it is dangerous for ordinary people to walk on the street?"
Mouse shook his head and said that he didn't know very well, but he was sure that the person who did this was definitely a good person. The identity of the deceased was not clear yet, but judging from his dress, he should be a person.
An old gangster who has been famous for a long time.
Old gangsters and abnormal creatures or aliens, this kind of thing has a flavor of absurdism, because most aliens have nothing to do with these people, and their lives are far more ordinary than most
People need to be more self-disciplined.
"It seems that a team to target alien crimes will be established soon. I heard that there is a ninth serious case in Hong Kong. The mainland has always relied on foreign aid. This matter cannot be delayed now."
At this time, Mr. Cai's phone rang. He glanced at it, and then said with a smile: "Guo Sheng, why did you remember to call me today? No, the flight is grounded, in the provincial capital. Hmm
?Are you coming right away? What are you doing here? Oh... I see, I'm working part-time now and I can't leave, so why don't you come over. Okay, I'll give you the address when you get off the plane."
Mr. Cai hung up the phone and said with a smile: "A friend from Hong Kong came over to play in the afternoon. He should know something about the ninth serious case."
"You probably don't know that the ninth serious case is very hidden."
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, while Mr. Cai was making milk tea in the house, the door outside was opened, and a young man with a pretty good temperament walked in. After he came in, he looked around the environment here, and then said to Mr. Cai at the counter.
: "You are still a flying official after all, why did you end up as a stocking guy?"
"Do you like to drink it?" Mr. Cai handed him a cup of silk stocking milk tea: "Why do you want to go back to the mainland?"
"Hey... don't mention it, it's hard to explain."
The person who came was none other than Guo Wei'an. He was still in Hong Kong in the morning and had returned to the mainland in the afternoon.
Well, this thing is all about a coincidence. It happened that Mr. Cai and he were in the same guild when they were playing games, and the two of them were close in age and had always had a good relationship.
Guo Wei'an came back in a hurry this time, and his business center has been in Hong Kong in the past few years. He doesn't have any worthy friends in the mainland. The only friend who has no interest relationship with him is Mr. Cai. He can get along with him, so he naturally looks for him.
coming.
Guo Wei'an was drinking milk tea, leaning on the counter with his hands spread out, and carefully looking at the milk tea shop in front of him: "Are you underestimating your talents to make a living in a place like this? It's not exciting at all."
"I like it. This place is very quiet and you can also listen to music. How about one?"
Guo Wei'an waved his hand, then turned to Mr. Cai mysteriously and said, "Guess what happened to me today?"
"What's the matter?" Mr. Cai said casually, "Which celebrity did you meet again?"
"Hey, brother, things are different now. I am considered a big boss in Hong Kong. Celebrities and other celebrities are always trying to stick up to me. I don't care about it. If you are interested, come to Hong Kong next time.
You go and choose, just choose from popular movies, as long as it’s not too outrageous, I’ll do it for you.”
"Isn't that right?" Mr. Cai put an omelette and grilled sausage on a plate and handed it to him: "You liked to brag a lot ten years ago."
"Really, brother, I can't lie to you. Bragging ten years ago was really bragging, but it's really different now. You will know this when the time comes." Guo Wei'an suddenly turned serious: "I want to tell you.
It's really quite evil."
"What do you say?"
As he spoke, Guo Wei'an began to talk: "I was in a meeting this morning. Suddenly a man walked in from outside, picked up a shareholder of my company and threw him downstairs. It was on the 27th floor. Then the man himself
I jumped, I was so fucking stupid at the time."
"Then what?"
"Then? Then nothing happened. I went over and took a look, and found that there was only a body, and the person could not be found. I asked my assistant to adjust the surveillance. Guess what, his face was all photographed by the surveillance.
It's like a mosaic, there is a cloud of fog floating there, and as long as he leaves the camera range, it will return to normal."
Mr. Cai was also fascinated by what he heard, but at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind Guo Wei'an: "Do you remember what that person looks like?"
Guo Wei'an turned around and saw that it was a man in uniform. He quickly smiled and said, "Hello, sir."
"Why is the mouse here again?"
"Well, the things in Hong Kong have been summarized. The ninth serious case asked me to assist in the investigation." Mouse chuckled: "You will never guess who the leader of the ninth serious case is."