Zhang Lang returned to the alley where the crime occurred, but he did not go in directly. Instead, he walked into the building next to the alley and went all the way to the top of the building, looking down at the three people from the Ninth Precinct.
The distance is a bit far, but he has turned on Concentration, and the three of them seem to be right in front of him, and the voices of their voices seem to be in his ears...
"This is the third time in the past two days..."
The youngest police officer with green eyes was flipping through his notebook.
"Yesterday it was a witch who died of a powerful electric shock. This morning it was a mountain monster. There was no trauma, but the heart was broken into eight pieces...and now it's a vampire who died with an ice pick! A serial murder case that specializes in special people. It's really
It’s rare!”
"It's hard even for us to distinguish these special beings hidden in the crowd..." The tall team leader lit a cigarette. "The opponent can snipe so accurately, but they are all targeting their weaknesses. Is it possible?
Are you in charge of the bureau’s files?”
"Captain, do you suspect that one of your own did it?" The young man shook his head: "I don't think it's possible. Everyone in the bureau has gone through strict assessment... And what's the motive? Is it just a simple hatred of special people?"
"The information the murderer has is probably not that comprehensive!" The third person spoke. He was a short, fat man with a mustache.
"Special persons are generally solitary and live alone. If you know the address, you can simply go to your home and commit a crime. You may die for a few days before being discovered. If you kill someone on the street, even if it is a relatively hidden place, the body will be found soon.
,increase the risk of being caught..."
"It makes sense!" The tall leader nodded: "So, it is possible that a special person who can distinguish special people is discovered on the street, followed, and then killed!"
"It is not ruled out that these three victims have something in common other than being special!" The young man held his chin: "I will investigate their backgrounds in detail later. I am still more concerned about the motives!"
The captain nodded and was about to say something when the short, fat man with a mustache suddenly waved his hand: "Someone is watching!" As he spoke, he looked up and happened to meet Zhang Lang's eyes!
"Discovered!"
After their eyes met, Zhang Lang immediately turned back, turned around and ran away, but as soon as he took two steps, the figure of the little fat man appeared in front of him, holding a revolver and pointing at his head.
The ability to move instantly? Zhang Lang frowned and raised his hands in a wise manner.
To deal with four entire groups of reincarnators, his identity as an indigenous policeman in this world is also very important. He doesn't want to get into trouble and become a wanted criminal.
During the confrontation, the tall team leader and the young man with green eyes also climbed upstairs. Zhang Lang noticed that they did not take the stairs, but climbed directly from the outer wall. Although it was only three stories high, this skill was not ordinary.
Already.
"Police?" The team leader frowned and glanced at the police number on Zhang Lang's chest: "They're from the First Precinct? Didn't they tell you to go back first? Captain Aldrich doesn't trust us?"
"No..." Zhang Lang replied: "I came back by myself. I want to know more information..."
"Are you interested in special abilities?" The leader's eyes showed vertical pupils: "As a police officer and Aldrich's subordinate, you should know that things here are not an area that ordinary people should get involved in!"
"I'm not an ordinary person!" Zhang Lang said suddenly.
"What?!" The three of them were startled. Zhang Lang looked at the short, fat mustache: "If you don't believe it, you can try shooting!"
"This is still on the street!" The leader raised his hand to stop, but suddenly threw out a flying knife!
Zhang Lang did not dodge and allowed the flying knife to stab his throat, then was blocked by the hard skin and bounced away, falling to the ground.
"Defensive ability?" The young man asked in surprise: "If you can block the leader's flying knife, then ordinary bullets can't hurt you? How can you be an ordinary policeman with such a powerful ability?"
"I have not registered with the Ninth Bureau, so I am considered a gangster..." Zhang Lang said half-truthfully: "But I have always been in contact with the circle of special people in Dense Fog City, and I have also heard about the cases in the past two days.
The murder case of the author..."
"Are there any acquaintances of yours among the dead? Do you want revenge?" the leader asked.
"No!" Zhang Lang shook his head: "But I suspect that there is more than one killer, and he has the ability to distinguish special people. My concealment is useless in front of them. There are not many special people in the dense fog city. Sooner or later, there will be
It’s my turn!”
"I am afraid!"
The team leader nodded: "A reasonable explanation...so you want to seek protection?"
"I hope to catch the prisoner!" Zhang Lang looked at the three people: "I am more resistant to beatings and can be used as bait!"
"Well, let's go back to the ninth bureau with us to report in!" The team leader looked into Zhang Lang's eyes.
"Okay!" Zhang Lang nodded: "But I also hope you can recognize the reality. The number of people in the ninth round may not be more than the killers. My strength is suitable for fighting, and it is a good help!"
The team leader heard what he meant and nodded: "Don't worry, just make sure you are fine!"
Zhang Lang followed the three men downstairs, loaded the body into the car... and drove together to the legendary "Ninth Precinct".
The car parked and finally drove into an inconspicuous courtyard. There was a crooked nameplate hanging on the gate. There was only an old single-family three-story building in the courtyard... From the appearance, there was really no difference between this place and the police station.
association.
"To the outside world, the Ninth Precinct is a non-existent organization..."
The team leader got out of the car and while directing the two men to unload the body, introduced to Zhang Lang:
"All the special people living in Fog City are subject to the control of the Ninth Bureau, but it is inevitable that there will be fish like you who slip through the net! We are very happy that you are willing to help, but first, I want to make sure that you are not lying!"
Zhang Lang nodded: "If I were the murderer or the murderer's accomplice, it would be dangerous!"
"I like your straightforwardness!" The leader smiled: "Then let's go in!"
Zhang Lang followed the team leader into the ninth inning. Compared with the old appearance outside, the inside was much cleaner and tidier.
There is a receptionist in the lobby on the first floor. A beautiful girl with light blond hair is sitting there, always smiling, but it seems that there are usually no people coming and going, making it a bit deserted.
The short, fat young man with a mustache and the green-eyed young man carried the body to the corridor on the right, and the team leader took Zhang Lang up the stairs to the second floor.
"Not all people in the Ninth Precinct are people with special abilities!"
As we walked up, the leader introduced:
"There are also many ordinary people who have spied on the secrets working here. But everyone who enters the Ninth Bureau has received strict training, and our weapons and equipment far exceed those of ordinary police stations, so don't think of causing trouble here.
.Believe me, there is definitely something here that can break through your thick skin!"
Zhang Lang nodded, and the team leader took him to a door decorated with silver bird-like patterns, raised his hand and knocked lightly.