Beixuan opened the brown file bag on the table and took out a notice.
"The out-of-control biochemical warrior escaped. This time it was a biochemical warrior who failed to become a violent warrior!"
Beixuan read the information in the notice thoughtfully:
Huang Gang, 37 years old, is the first team of biochemical warriors in the Magic City District.
On the morning of the 16th, after transplanting the "Rage Heart", he lost control, killed six guards, and fled to Chang'an District.
Characteristics: 189 cm tall, strong build, long brown hair, dark complexion, blue eyes, and a penetrating scar on the left eye.
Hazard level: extremely dangerous.
Requirements for arrest: Kill on the spot.
"Transplanting the Furious Heart?"
Mu Fan asked in confusion. His understanding of biochemical warriors was very limited.
Beixuan put down the materials in his hands and explained:
"The heart of the violent beast is the heart of the violent beast. It has a powerful blood supply and can instantly enter the violent state of the beast, doubling its body functions!"
"I guess there is no need for me to describe what a terrifying scene a ten-meter-tall primate creature will be like when it enters a state of madness!"
Beixuan felt a slight headache and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, sighing:
"It seems that Huanggang had a rejection reaction of his body's organs when he broke through from the 'Biochemical Warrior' to the 'Volunteer Warrior'."
"Phew, what a difficult character to deal with!"
"Moreover, I fought with this biochemical warrior last night, and he escaped."
Beixuan spread his palms: "Okay, now everyone can talk about their opinions."
At this time, He Xiaopang's cell phone suddenly rang.
He picked it up and saw that it was a message from Mu Fan.
Above are some of Mu Fan’s speculations on this case.
His intention was very obvious, let He Xiaopang tell these speculations and increase his internship score!
He Xiaopang glanced at Mu Fan gratefully, and then said:
"Captain, I think this case is very suspicious!"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Beixuan asked with interest: "Tell me about it!"
He Xiaopang cleared his throat and said:
"You know, military laboratories are equipped with solid black gold doors that have very complicated opening procedures!"
"In other words, the biochemical warriors still completed the complicated opening process of the black gold gate while out of control. This is almost impossible in theory!"
"And, I'm afraid the most important thing is how the experimental subject learned about the opening process of the black gold gate."
Hearing this, everyone's hearts skipped a beat!
What Xiaopang He said is terrifying if you think about it carefully!
His meaning is obvious, someone planned the escape of the biochemical warriors!
Beixuan's eyes lit up when he heard this: "It's interesting!"
"You don't need to talk about the rest."
Beixuan pointed to the crystal vial on the table,
"I found this at the murder scene."
"According to visual inspection, this piece of fabric is the standard lining of the biochemical warriors and was dropped from the escapees."
Mu Fan picked up the crystal vial, opened the cork, put it under his nose and smelled:
"Well, apart from the strong smell of sweat, there are only weak spiritual power fluctuations."
Beixuan nodded: "Is there any way to find him?"
Mu Fan closed the cork, put down the crystal bottle in his hand, and said quietly:
"The escaping biochemical warrior has no motive for committing the crime!"
"Everything is his reaction when he is out of control. There is no regularity at all. It is difficult to deduce his behavioral trajectory."
"So, this case became a pure tracking case. But tracking is not our specialty."
Beixuan frowned and sighed:
"It seems that we still need to ask a tracker to come and help us."
Mu Fan nodded when he heard this. This was exactly what he meant.
Among all the awakened ones, psychics are the best at tracking and are very suitable for handling this case.
Beixuan put together the information on the table, knocked on the table as if determined, and said:
"Xiaohu, go prepare an armored vehicle and wait for me at the front door."
Five minutes later, an armored vehicle had parked at the front door of the military headquarters.
At this moment, Beixuan walked out of the military headquarters with the information in his arms, followed by two people.
Next to him is a middle-aged man wearing a white monastic uniform, with a tall and thin figure and a young and thin face.
Standing in the center is a thin, rickety figure wearing a gray cloak.
His hair is gray, his eyes are dark gray, his tightly pursed lips are slightly cool, and the deep forehead wrinkles on his broad forehead show his superior wisdom.
Moreover, there seemed to be a faint layer of mist surrounding his gray cloak, making the atmosphere of the entire space feel oppressive and solemn.
Both Mu Fan and He Xiaopang could see that this old man had an extraordinary status.
Because Beixuan was like a follower waiting to be dispatched in front of him.
"This is Liu Yanhe, the psychic."
Beixuan briefly introduced.
However, these three words, psychic, are enough to shock everyone!
This means that this old man has awakened a very strange superpower!
That is, channeling! Communicating with the soul of a specific creature!
Liu Yanhe opened his cool lips and his voice was low and hoarse:
"Hello."
He Xiaopang and Mu Fan immediately bowed to Liu Yanhe.
Later, Beixuan personally helped Liu Yanhe get into the armored vehicle.
Mu Fan and He Xiaopang looked at each other, and then they all squeezed into the seat at the end.
He Xiaopang simply didn't want to sit too close to such a serious big shot.
The atmosphere will be predictably depressing.
Mu Fan, on the other hand, felt unsure.
He didn't know whether psychics could sense his own secrets.
Therefore, it is better to have less contact.
At this moment, Beixuan's voice came from inside the carriage:
"Go to the abandoned factory on Industrial Avenue, where the escapees were first discovered."
Along the way, there was almost no verbal communication between the people.
The armored vehicle quickly reached its destination - the collapsed abandoned factory.
The car stopped, and the group of people got out of the car and walked toward the ruins ahead.
The surrounding area is overgrown with weeds and scattered with broken walls and ruins.
He Xiaopang opened the road ahead and used his robotic arm to throw aside the stones and concrete on the road so that the old Liu Yanhe could pass smoothly.
After walking about three hundred meters, Beixuan stopped beside a broken tree.
The broken wood was charred black and exuded a faint burnt smell, as if it had been burned after being struck by lightning.
"right here!"
He pointed to the left side of the broken wood:
"The escapee was standing here at the time, and the fragments of the lining in the crystal bottle were found here."
Liu Yanhe stretched out his hand to take the crystal bottle, then squatted down and scanned the soil in front of him with his cloudy eyes.
He said in a low voice:
"Although the footprints are very blurry, they are enough for the corpse crow."
He sat on the floor and looked up at the middle-aged entourage beside him:
"Xiao Li, clean up the surrounding stones, and then outline the psychic circle."