Liu Qing was silent for a moment, and Wang Jin could clearly see the shock on her face.
"Observation and Reasoning."
Wang Jin pointed to his night vision device.
If there was anything that helped him the most along the way, there was no doubt that it was the night vision device from Xiao Mo.
With this, he could clearly see the clues around him.
The photos on the wall of Lao San and Lao Si's room, the slowly moving reformers on the road, the direction of the bloodstains on the ground, and the changes in the strength of doom.
Using God's perspective to connect these inconspicuous details together is the truth of the matter.
"Are you a policeman?"
"They're just community service workers, here to bring warmth."
Wang Jin waved his hand and then pulled Liu Qing up.
Under the cover of night vision goggles, his eyes suddenly dimmed.
He is not complacent just because his reasoning ability is slightly better than ordinary people. Wang Jin knows that this is the means for him to survive.
There is no Leonard's powerful physique, no companions in the Suppression Department, and no Zhao Guangming's body that has accepted the Dawn Project.
Observation and thinking are eternal allies, this is the tuner of loneliness.
"Well...it doesn't seem that lonely."
Suddenly there was a hint of warmth behind him, and Wang Jin felt like he was being hugged briefly.
"We are here."
Azi seemed to notice Wang Jin's change in mood, murmured something in a gentle tone, and then disappeared.
"Wow."
Liu Qing looked at the white steam remaining in the air and couldn't help but exclaimed.
I didn’t expect that in reality, there are actually people who smoke from their heads when they are shy.
"ha."
Feeling the constant warmth, Wang Jin suddenly felt that he had become optimistic.
The pollution in the ghost story scene will always accumulate in Wang Jin's body. Although his pollution resistance is very high, he will still occasionally fall into a negative state.
Azi seems to be effective in improving this situation.
"Is this...a blessing or something?"
Without worrying about how she did it, Wang Jin smiled slightly and was full of energy again.
A group of residents were sent to the normal side. Wangwang's parents were there, so as long as they didn't meet the fourth child, there would be no problem.
Now Wang Jin can let go of his hands and work hard to find a way to kill the bad luck.
The other party was shielded by the flames of the ghost blowing lamp, and was temporarily unable to contact other residents.
Therefore, now is when he is at his weakest.
It's a pity that Wang Jin can't kill him directly.
There are advantages and disadvantages to the ghost blowing the lamp's flame. Although it isolates Doom from contact with the outside world, it also prevents Wang Jin from attacking him.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Jin waved to Leonard and called him over.
"My ghost blowing grenade won't delay the fight for long. We have to find a way quickly."
The three of them gathered together, and Wang Jin muttered quietly.
The next action may require Leonard to work hard, and Wang Jin feels that he should make it clear.
"There are two key points in the next plan."
"The first is to incapacitate as many modified people as possible, thereby weakening the bad luck."
"Although it is simple to do this, bad luck can still actively approach the transformed person, which can be regarded as treating the symptoms rather than the root cause."
"That's right."
Liu Qing shook her head tied around her neck to show her understanding.
"The second way is to keep Doom away from the reformed person he longs for, and then kill him after losing his power."
"Misfortune is also very thoughtful. He can't do such a thing, can he?"
Frowning, Leonard felt that what Wang Jin said was not quite right.
"I have a solution."
Wang Jin smiled, with a relaxed and happy expression.
"There's not much you have to do, just use this as much as possible while being careful not to be sent to the normal side."
Having said this, Wang Jin took out a copper whistle from his pocket.
The copper whistle was different from when it was in Leonard's hands. It had been polished cleanly by Wang Jin, and the exquisite patterns on it were clearly visible.
"Use your ghost train to kill them all."
Wang Jin explained in Leonard's familiar Northeastern accent.
The advantage of the ghost train is its strong attack power and wide attack range, making it perfect for cleaning up the cyborgs.
It would be even more perfect if it didn't emit a gloomy green light.
"As for me..."
Handing the copper whistle to Leonard's hand, Wang Jin showed a warm smile.
"I will make the bad luck never want to be near my transformed person again in this life."
"You're such a bad boy."
Leonard smiled and took the whistle.
Wang Jin on the other end of the whistle did not let go, he was hesitating.
The whistle consumes a lot of inspiration.
Even someone with a strong physique like Leonard can only use it two or three times.
Once his physical strength is exhausted, Leonard will probably be slowly worn to death by the counterattacking reformers.
Coupled with Leonard's character, doing so would be tantamount to death.
Therefore, Wang Jincai never let him use this trick.
"I have to remind you..."
"Don't worry, I understand."
Leonard's sapphire-like eyes were extremely clear, and he interrupted what Wang Jin was about to blurt out.
"Invite me to dinner."
Without further words, Leonard patted Wang Jin on the shoulder, and his broad back disappeared into the night.
Wang Jin shook his head, with a helpless smile on his face.
"What to do?"
Liu Qing kept listening silently, and she felt more and more that this young man was not simple.
"Ha, I can barely handle it here, but that stupid big guy probably needs you."
After thinking for a moment, Wang Jin told Liu Qing his plan.
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"Damn it, what on earth is this flame!"
As Doom walked towards the Cyborg, he desperately slapped the flames on his body.
This flame is very strange, the temperature is not high but it is difficult to extinguish.
What's even stranger is that he can't feel the breath of other residents.
"Is that the reason?"
Doom frowned and quickly found the key to the problem.
Unfortunately, this flame is difficult to extinguish before all the fuel it carries is consumed.
At the very least, he couldn't do it with his own strength.
This makes Doom painful.
His strength comes more from the black mist, and he is not very strong himself.
After all, in essence, he was transformed by a doctor and is weaker than the normally born Kaitan.
The black mist absorbs power from the residents of the community and is now useless.
Therefore, his body, which was burned by the high temperature through the black fog, could not heal for a long time, and the burning pain kept reminding him that he was injured because he underestimated the enemy.
"I remember you."
He hit the ground with his hand, and Doom gritted his teeth.
After walking some distance again, he saw several figures wandering not far away.
He is confused, has a low IQ, and his body is deformed and swollen.
Ugly and blasphemous to life.
There is no doubt that they are reformers.
"ha."
Doom grinned, knowing that as long as he walked to their side, the power he would gain would be enough to extinguish the flames.