Chapter 464 Real body escapes

He confirmed again and again that his heartbeat and breathing were really gone. His pupils were also dilating and diverging. This made him feel his scalp numb.

After Li Huo was transferred to the Supernatural Powers Bureau, he investigated many cases, saw many dead people, and personally caught superhuman criminals, but this was the first time he had killed someone with his own hands.

Accidentally, he found that his hands were covered with warm blood. A nauseating feeling came over him, and he swallowed it back forcefully.

Maybe the uppercut was too hard and shattered the suspect's internal organs? In any case, the suspect he was chasing died, which can not but be said to be a major failure.

The death of the suspect means that the clues are interrupted. Not only that, even though he accidentally killed the suspect during the pursuit, he is not completely irresponsible. At least a very troublesome investigation cannot be saved.

If the investigation is fair, that's all. If a competitor wants to mess with him, they can take advantage of it and make a big fuss about it. What are the consequences? It may seriously hinder his promotion path.

The more he thought about it, the more serious it became, and the more he thought about it, the more upset he became. But this kind of thing must be reported as soon as possible. The longer he delays, the more reasons others will have to make a fuss about him in the future.

Unhappily, he took out his cell phone, left the body that made him feel intensely uneasy, walked to the roadside not far away, sat on the cement guardrail along the roadside, and dialed Ai Ting's number.

"Director Ai, I found Fan Bu."

He said this at the beginning, then paused, and then said: "But he is dead."

Finally he added: "I punched him in the abdomen and he died."

"Okay, got it."

Unexpectedly, Ai Ting neither scolded nor complained, but just replied lightly, which made him even more confused.

If his immediate boss Ai Ting wants to make things difficult for him in this matter and pave the way for her man Meng Fei to be promoted to deputy minister, he will really become a stepping stone for others, but he has no way to deal with it!

"Then what should I do now?"

He wiped his bloody left hand on the concrete guardrail and asked in a panic.

"Keep an eye on the body there, we'll be here soon."

Ai Ting hung up the phone after explaining, and his phone became silent.

Li Huo stuffed his cell phone, which was also covered in blood, back into his trouser pocket, and walked back to the scene anxiously like a murderer.

But he froze.

Because the grass where the body was lying just now is now empty, with nothing left except the remaining blood stains!

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Feeling the disappearance of the body's consciousness, Fan Bu sat on the sofa, rubbed his eyes and yawned.

For him, although tonight's "date" was unsuccessful, it was over, and it was time to go to bed.

Even in such an extreme situation, he took perfect precautions.

Of course he would not be so stupid that he would do things outside himself. It would be his puppets who would do things outside.

When encountering an extreme situation where it is difficult to escape from the pursuit of superpower masters from the Superpower Bureau, the doll will first pretend to be dead, and then wait for an opportunity to escape.

The puppet will lose contact with his consciousness if the distance exceeds 300 meters. But this is not a problem.

Because the puppet will escape on its own according to a pre-rehearsed secret route, and then bury itself in a prepared top-secret location.

It was impossible for people in the Supernatural Bureau to think that a fugitive could bury himself alive, so it was impossible to find him.

He could just wait until the right time later to dig out the doll.

He is the real Fan Bu, currently staying safely on a certain building in Zisu Garden.

No matter where he ranks on the wanted list, he's been living in seclusion here for some time.

There are cameras everywhere on the streets of Wutong City, and his face will be photographed accidentally. So he usually doesn't go out.

His puppet has two faces. One is exactly like him, and the other is different from him. The two can be exchanged at any time.

Usually his doll works as a security guard in the logistics center next to his "secluded" community, and is under his direct control most of the time.

Making money is secondary, the important thing is that he can "take" necessary daily necessities at will. Spending money can easily be traced by others, but using it directly will not.

It’s not like he has never had police come to his door while living in seclusion like this. Fortunately, he has very strong powers. As long as someone trying to chase him appears within 300 meters, he will be able to detect it immediately. He has successfully escaped several times when someone came to his door.

No one will come to him this time because he intentionally used his own face on the puppet.

The police will focus on the doll. But the doll is destined to be out of reach. His real body can sit back and relax upstairs in the community.

But when he just thought about it, his heart thumped.

There were two more conscious shadows in his mind. They hurriedly came in from the gate of the community, and then went straight to the building where he was.

His face kept flashing across both consciousnesses. There was also a list of room numbers floating back and forth between the two consciousnesses. 703, where he was, was suddenly on the list.

These two people were coming for him! Like a bow being drawn, his nerves were immediately tense.

After the two people went straight to the building, they did not enter together. Instead, one guarded the entrance of the corridor while the other took the elevator upstairs.

In this case, the only last resort was to use emergency measures. Boss Fan pulled up a corner of the bed sheet and suddenly opened it.

A pile of coiled ropes was exposed under the heavy wooden bed. One end of the rope was stuck on one of the foot of the bed with a professional safety buckle.

He held the bundle of ropes in one hand and pushed open the window with the other hand. The cool breeze from the high altitude rushed in together with the cool night.

The rope, which was half as thick as a wrist, was thrown out and fell silently, like a fat intestine that looked exaggeratedly long due to its straightening.

The seventh floor is relatively high. Looking down, Boss Fan's feet are a little soft. Comparatively speaking, he still prefers the doll's body.

That kind of specially-made battle doll is many times stronger than his clumsy body in terms of strength and agility.

But the most important thing is that a doll is a doll, and it will not die if it falls. If it is broken, the Chiwu people will repair it.

And he would really die if he fell.

He grabbed the rope with both hands and pushed his feet against the wall while sliding down. Fortunately, the few exercises he had done in the past worked. He landed smoothly.

This is the back side of the building. He doesn't have to worry about being seen by the people guarding the corridor, he just has to escape quickly.

At two or three in the morning, although the street lights in the community are bright, there is no one on the road. He does not need to take the main road. On the other side of the road is a wall covered with weeds. He will walk along the wall.

There is a wall about a hundred meters away that is relatively low and the barbed wire fence above is incomplete.

He could climb out of the gap, then walk along the river embankment outside, and leave Zisu Garden without anyone noticing.

The police may cordon off the community and conduct house-to-house searches, but they won't be able to find him.

But as soon as he reached the edge of the wall, he saw a person standing under a big tree.

That is a very good-looking shadow. She is slim, simple and beautiful. I want to make a beautiful silhouette painting.

She had no weapons in her hands, and her hands hung naturally at her sides. Her dark pupils reflected the light of the street lamp, staring straight at him.

"Mr. Fan?"

Fan Bu took a step back involuntarily. He felt very strange.

As long as there is a human within three hundred meters, consciousness will inevitably appear in his mind.

So he has in his mind everything that everyone within a three hundred meter range is thinking. However, this person is not included!

He couldn't help but focus his eyes on this person, wanting to directly use his eyes to explore what this person was thinking.

In addition to his brain being able to directly receive brain waves, his eyes can also actively gather the other party's brain waves to his optic nerve and then send them to his own brain.

But he immediately let out a scream, covered his eyes and fell to his knees on the ground.

Horror, severe pain, anxiety, and a mixture of weird and unpleasant feelings filled his brain.

He felt that he was standing not far from the sun, and then he opened his eyes and glanced at the surface of the sun.

Just like a strong light sweeping across a film, the rays from the sun swept through his entire consciousness almost instantly, causing severe burns in his brain!
Chapter completed!