When the lights in the Fourth Precinct were restored, Batman was nowhere to be found. The laughter had stopped at some point. The infected man trapped in the sculpture had turned into a headless corpse, and the horrifying blood was still flowing from his neck.
The severed head gurgled out.
After Chu Cheng operated Batman to leave the police station, he used the grapple gun to fly to an inconspicuous place on the top of a building. Just when he was thinking that it was time to go offline and take a rest, an exclamation mark popped up on the side of the screen.
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besides?
Chu Cheng was a little surprised.
It's really strange. I usually start wandering around in the evening, but I don't necessarily get a few orders all night long, and they are all ordinary tasks with little profit. But tonight, the tasks are refreshed one after another.
He said that he also met several crazy people who loved to laugh.
What does this mean?
I’ve only heard that Didi’s ride-hailing service peaks during holidays, but haven’t I heard that Didi’s ride-hailing service also has its peak period?
Of course, this is actually a good thing for Chu Cheng. After all, the more experienced he is, the more points he will earn. Not to mention that he encountered a lot of infected maniacs tonight. Not to mention BOSS, these can at least be considered elite monsters, and they will earn more points.
The rewards are much richer than those of ordinary gangsters.
Chu Cheng hesitated for a moment.
He felt like he was lying in bed reading a novel in his dream, looking at the dawn, but he still couldn't stop one chapter after another. His mind kept thinking that this would be the last chapter, but every time he turned the page
At the end of the chapter, I honestly continued to click on the next page.
Now that I think about it, it's damned that the author's chapters are broken at the end. The feeling after finishing a chapter is like taking off your pants when you feel the urge to come, but when you turn back to the next chapter, it's gone. It's very annoying.
That is to say, back then Chu Cheng was young and had no skills. If he were to find out who the author was today, he would have to remotely control Batman and follow the network cable to find him at his home and talk about life with him. If that didn't work, he would at least send him an email.
A pound of bat darts......
Chu Cheng felt that he had already mastered the high-intensity training of the game system these days. Although he was a little tired, staying up all night occasionally was not a big problem. So in the end, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the big exclamation mark.
Decided to go to Kangkang again.
The result is that familiar smell again.
It turned out that a local gang went to a barbecue restaurant to ask for arrears of protection money. Suddenly, a laughing madman burst in from outside, holding a knife and began to chop without saying a word.
Fortunately, Chu Cheng's Batman arrived quickly enough and quickly dealt with the madman to put an end to the trouble. He also gave them a bunch of protection money punches to ensure they couldn't get out of bed, and another wave of new points came in.
It wasn't until the sky began to turn white that the exclamation marks finally stopped.
Chu Cheng was still not at ease, so he controlled Batman for a while, convinced that no new experience pack would come out, and then went offline.
...
That night, Chu Cheng was soft on the side of earning experience points, but things were not going well at all for Special Service Unit 9.
Earlier tonight, they were tortured by the source of the maniacal laughter that was suspected of being a corpse and became a little nervous. Immediately afterwards, relevant intelligence came from the front line one after another.
Frontline agents ran around, constantly collecting information and information, and also dealt with sudden infection incidents in some areas. A group of people in the mothership also stayed awake all night, holding meetings and analyzing while waiting for new information to be sent back from the frontline.
Now these people really have some PTSD. When they see the word "laugh", it is no exaggeration to say that it is like the World Security Council in the Marvel shed next door seeing the monthly financial statements of S.H.I.E.L.D.
, or like the moonlight tribe, when they see last month’s Huabei bill every month, what stands out is that their blood pressure is high.
Until daybreak approached, the bad news was finally not as endless as before, and it seemed that the infectious disease called laughter had finally stopped.
The door suddenly opened, and Professor Miyazaki rushed in. From his expression and the eagerness of his reaction, it was easy to tell that there might be another big news.
Everyone who had been a little relaxed now became tense again. Someone immediately asked: "Again?"
"No, there is progress in the investigation of the source of infection."
After hearing this, everyone immediately cheered up.
The investigation of the source of infection is undoubtedly the top priority. The number of infected people will never be eliminated. If the source cannot be identified, it will be meaningless no matter how many people are eliminated.
"Have you found the source of the infection?" Li Changcheng asked.
"No, we can't confirm it yet, there are only suspects." Professor Miyazaki glanced at everyone present with a complicated expression, "You should all know about the attack by the Public Security Department earlier, right?"
Everyone nodded. Of course, the incident at the Fourth Precinct of the Public Security Department was the worst among all the incidents tonight.
This will naturally bring questions to the citizens of Jiangdu: If even the Public Security Department is not safe, then where else in this city is safe?
"We checked the surveillance around the Sheriff's Department, scanned all the targets who had entered and exited the Sheriff's Department tonight, and then matched it with the information in the intelligent database of Secret Service Branch 9 to try to confirm whether anyone suspected of being infected had entered or exited."
"Then what did you find?" someone asked.
"Yes. Five minutes ago, the analysts responsible for this work reported their findings to me, and now I will show you what I saw."
While he was talking, Professor Miyazaki had already connected to the big screen in the conference room. The footage captured from the Security Bureau's surveillance camera was projected on the big screen, but it appeared extremely blurry because of the large size of the screen in the conference room.
Professor Miyazaki stepped aside, took the remote control and pressed the play button.
Soon everyone saw someone walking into the surveillance area, and stopped for a moment in the most eye-catching area in the screen. He stopped, raised his head, looked in the direction of the screen for a while, and seemed to be grinning.
It's like provocation.
Professor Miyazaki pressed the pause button, and the screen was frozen at this frame.
"Now I zoom in on the screen."
As he spoke, the camera was enlarged several times, and after clear image processing, everyone was finally able to see who it was through the blurry face.
Everyone in the conference room squinted and stared at the face in the surveillance screen for a long time, and then one after another showed expressions of astonishment, disbelief, confusion and doubt.
Then they all cast questioning glances at Professor Miyazaki.
"Is this...could it be...?"
"Yes, as you can see, the facial recognition software also gave the same answer."
Professor Miyazaki nodded seriously.
"We believe that the person who entered the Fourth Branch of the Jiangdu Public Security Bureau earlier tonight and left this provocative video... was none other than Agent Luo Yajun of our Special Service Division 9."
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