latent syndrome

Chapter 10. Clues
Husk District was rated as the worst area of ​​law and order in Los Angeles.

The poor and dilapidated streets have lost their former glory, and the glass of high-rise buildings is shattered.

Gray hid in a high-rise residence, which has been abandoned all year round. Occasionally, homeless bedding can be seen, and household garbage is scattered here and there.

She stopped on a floor with a wide enough view and used a telescope to observe the abandoned church below.

Testicular Cancer Mutual Aid, what a ridiculous, silly title for a criminal.

But Gray has a very ominous premonition, like a joke that makes everyone laugh, but only she doesn't know the answer.

She finally had clues about the bombing in the central business district. In the conversation between the two, it was mentioned that the perpetrator was not a member of the Diprow organization, but a puppet controlled by Diprow.

Gray sent the news to Eugene and asked them to investigate. Time was getting tighter, and SCT's actions were getting bigger and bigger. These people must also be able to play a role.

And she will continue to monitor Di Yu's movements here, and at the same time ask for help from the top of the countermeasures bureau, hoping that they can send ace agents to erase Di Yu.

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Montgomery District.

Yellow taxis pass by on the road, chilled by the unnaturally gloomy spring drizzle.

Colin learned a desperate fact from Eugene, the lifespan of patients with abyssalism is not too long.

This kind of person is always approaching the truth of infinite chaos, the deeper the connection with the truth, the closer to madness.

Until it completely fell into the endless riots, condensed into one with emptiness, turned into a monster and died violently.

It is an unreasonable world, beyond the reach of rational people, and beyond the reach of crazy people.

Maybe it was in the early stage of submerged disease, except for the occasional headache and dizziness, Colin was fine.

"Suffering from submerged disease... What exactly is it?"

Colin exhaled a long puff of smoke. If it was really what Eugene said, then this was his own life, and it was already ending every second.

"You'll feel like you're falling..."

"It's like a knife, and you realize that despite all the surreal pain you've been through, there's still so much untapped potential for injury."

Eugene put it lightly.

"What to do when you have nothing to do."

Eugene tightened his clothes and felt a little cold. Most patients with submerged disease are not as powerful as monsters, and still only have the physical strength of ordinary people.

"Internet surfing, massage, fishing, etc."

Colin did not have elegant hobbies such as painting and photography.

"It's indeed something a decadent uncle would do."

At this time, Eugene's mobile phone received a message, which was sent by Gray.

"Damn, we're busy."

Eugene's expression became rare and dignified.

After Ke Lin got in touch with her for a day, he found that she was an optimistic young ruffian, and there must be some important incident.

"Isn't it going to confront SCT?"

He can only guess like this.

"That's true, are you ready to die?"

Eugene shrugged and lamented that Colin's luck was really bad. He chose the worst time to enter the No.11 department, and he hadn't had time to live a good life.

"What happens if you disobey the order?"

Colin asked tentatively.

"Isn't it all a result? Choose the way you like to die. At least I'm on the side of the countermeasures."

Eugene sat in the driver's seat of the off-road pickup truck.

Colin hesitated for a moment.

"I don't die so easily." Colin got into the car and added, "At least I won't die from meaningless things."

Colin pinned his life on going back in time, even though it was an uncontrollable ability.

"hope so."

Eugene smiled and drove the vehicle towards a factory.

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Noon on the third day.

According to the clues provided by Gray, the bombing in the central business district was not indiscriminate, it was a premeditated revenge crime.

It was related to a work-related accident. The center of the explosion was the headquarters of the industrial group company to which the factory belonged, and the perpetrator was probably a veteran.

But when the two of Ke Lin looked through the documents, there were dozens of factories affiliated to this company, and there were no less than thousands of files of industrial accidents, large and small, and the documents and materials could be piled up into several hills.

All of these people’s appeal documents were lost without exception, all of which were explained as operating errors or not wearing protective equipment. cost.

If you want to prevent this person from further crimes, you must first investigate who he is. Even if you know, the chance of finding him is not high, but it is better than being aimless like a headless chicken.

After investigating all industrial accidents through the key clue of veterans, after two days of searching, they finally locked down the last steelmaking plant.

Eugene drove for nearly an hour before arriving at the industrial area outside the Los Angeles metropolitan area.

Due to the economic depression, many light industrial consumer goods factories have closed down and stopped production, and there are few people in the industrial area.

However, although the heavy industry that is just needed is no longer what it used to be, it still maintains some vitality.

To Colin's surprise, perhaps because of the need to communicate, Eugene didn't wear her fancy studded leather jackets today, nor did she wear smoky goth eye makeup, dark green hair tied in a ponytail, and tattoos. Covered with long sleeves, it looks very different from before. If you dance a side-scrolling dance and post it on the video platform, you will be wildly praised by nerds.

"Your eyes are disgusting, uncle."

Eugene snuffed out the cigarette butt and stamped it out thoroughly with his boot.

"Is that a defense mechanism of yours? When you meet someone you don't trust, or someone with deep-rooted disease, you will turn into a punk youth."

Colin has gotten used to all kinds of sarcasm from Eugene these days.

"May I trouble you to shut up, Mr. Colin."

Eugene smiled angrily.

Colin didn't say anything more, took out the stainless steel jug in the pocket of the black wool coat and took a sip of whiskey.

In addition to the certificates of the Countermeasures Bureau, the two also had the official documents of the Los Angeles Police Department, because ordinary citizens did not accept the Countermeasures Bureau, even though the Countermeasures Bureau's certificates had the highest priority in all official systems.

They showed their certificates to enter the steelmaking plant, and after questioning many managers, they found nothing. They did not want to expose some scandals and put pressure on the factory. Except for questions that could not be answered vaguely, they forgot everything that could be said to be forgotten.

Finally, they found a worker who was also a veteran. According to the theory of probability, he may have a comrade-in-arms relationship with the perpetrator.

But he looked no different from other workers. Perhaps the long-term toil had bent the back of a sergeant, but there was still determination in those eyes.

"I knew you would find this place."

The veteran took off his protective cap, with a sad expression on his face.

When Colin heard these words, his mood, which had been restless for the past few days, stabilized a little bit. He knew that this was the person who would bring out the breakthrough clue.

"From what you said, you seem to know something."

The big stone in Eugene's heart fell. Although she didn't want to take on this heavy responsibility that didn't belong to her, if she didn't do things effectively, she would lose many innocent lives.

"Ah... what a nostalgia, when we all fought for the Liberty League and stayed in the same trenches."

He told all about Cohen.

(End of this chapter)