Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 455 Escape, Saffron

Under the influence of alcohol, Song Lan slept soundly this time. When he opened his eyes, the sun was already shining brightly outside the window.

Lu Xiang said that he had been sleeping since returning to his room yesterday, but Song Lan felt that he had slept for two or three days.

After waking up, the entire world line seems to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Angre-Saffron pleaded guilty and was escorted to the first district before dawn. He will be greeted with a prison sentence of up to 40 years; On the way home, he encountered an accident. While making a phone call, he was hit by a falling giant billboard, and was pronounced dead by the prosthetic hospital in the middle of the night.

"It's from Baizhu, but it's not important now."

Lu Xiang handed Song Lan his mobile phone.

These are the images captured by Dr. Baizhu after he deciphered the abnormal bionics. The camera system built into the bionics in the coffee shop captured the images at that time.

The cause of death of the teaching assistant was roughly the same as they had guessed. After handing over the glass beads to the bionic, the abnormal bionic did not let him go. Then Angre rushed into the room and smashed the door of the staff lounge. The only one with them It is speculated that the person who stunned Angre was the one who made the discrepancy.

In the video, Hannah walks into the screen.

She stunned Angre with a suppressed pistol loaded with tranquilizer bombs, and then arranged the scene carefully, taking away the glass beads and the assistant's luggage.

and so……

As the last insider of this case, she must die.

The behind-the-scenes hands of these incidents all originated from the higher level above the Abnormal Cases Investigation Bureau that Hannah mentioned yesterday after being drunk.

"I see."

Song Lan rubbed her slightly sore forehead, turned off the recording, and handed the phone back.

"director."

"Ok?"

"I hope that you will help me to perjure me when the time comes."

"What perjury?"

"I've been with you all day today, and I haven't been anywhere."

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Morning, 11:07.

The train had already left the territory of the seventh district, and both sides of the road were endless wasteland.

The winter sun was still dazzling. Anglet Saffron, wearing bracelets and fetters, was sitting in a corner. The light penetrating through the car window made him unable to keep his eyes open. A mobile game that is boring just by listening to the sound.

Before it gets dark today, he will be escorted back to the first district. After some simple handovers, he will be sent to the prison that is said to be the most impenetrable prison in the coalition government.

The remaining few hours are likely to be the last peaceful moments in his life.

But at least, at the end of the story, he finally groped for the truth.

The real enemy is not the high level of the company, the family leader, or a member of the council in his imagination. It is not a specific person, but fate.

Even if his spirit and consciousness want to fight against fate, the flesh will eventually violate the control of consciousness and surrender to fate.

After a brief struggle, he still followed the trajectory of fate.

"Damn! What a trash game!"

The scolding of the colleagues next to him made Angre deeply understand that the joys and sorrows of people are not connected, but for a puppet manipulated by fate, ignorance may be happiness, which helps him to enjoy life to the fullest. Enjoy the fun of the game.

"Why does the AI ​​move faster?"

The colleague was playing and scolding, his fingers were jumping quickly on the phone screen, but he couldn't stop himself from failing.

Because this game obviously has bugs.

The speed of the enemy's actions was as fast as a convulsion, and it was even more outrageous to the point where he was instantly killed at the beginning of the game.

"Bad review!"

He quit the game angrily and logged into the official website. This boring escort time was enough for him to write a long speech to scold the game producer.

One star is rough!
The next moment, his angry expression suddenly froze on his face, replaced by shock and fear.

Because he found a familiar ID in the comment area.

That is his own ID, and he has kindly left a one-star bad review in the comment area.

but……

When exactly did he finish scoring?

Colleagues stare at comment time.

Right now, just now.

When he was planning to give a one-star review to the game, his action had already been completed.

Angre felt the strangeness of his colleague. He had a premonition of something. From the moment the other party clamored to give a bad review, he suddenly looked at the electronic watch in the carriage. He was sure that he read it correctly. For a moment, the time Jumped back 2 minutes.

He has seen this kind of vision more than once from the confidential documents of the investigation bureau, and in the known records, every time the vision occurs, it means...

"Whoa."

The sound of someone opening the door of the train compartment caused his colleague to drop his mobile phone to the ground. He instinctively drew his gun and looked at the people coming in from the rear of the train in horror.

Angre!
No, no, Angre was still by his side, his hands and feet bound by harnesses.

So who is this man in front of him who is almost carved out of the mold of Angre?
"How did you get here?"

The detective with the gun couldn't help trembling and questioned the other party.

He was sure that before the train started, they searched every car of the train carefully, and started the train only after ensuring safety.

"Ride a bike."

The person wearing a mask and almost carved out of Angre's mold spoke.

Nonsense.

How can a bicycle catch up with a high-speed train?

The agent pulled the trigger and emptied the cartridge without hesitation.

The bullets had a remarkable effect, and the man who had boarded the train like a ghost disappeared without a trace, as if he had never existed.

The detective gasped heavily, and after he calmed down, he glared at the prisoner beside him, "Angere, did you mess this up..."

The questioning stopped abruptly.

Disappeared with the ghost, and the prisoner beside him.

The alarm rang throughout the train, and the high-speed train stopped halfway. The agents of the investigation bureau searched the entire train, but only came to an incredible conclusion.

Someone boarded this high-speed train and robbed Angre right under their noses.

……

"It's pointless for you to do this."

Angre, who was lying on the grass, didn't have the slightest joy of surviving the disaster. He didn't know how he suddenly appeared here, but his current posture allowed him to only see the blue sky.

"You can't fight an enemy that has no physical existence."

"You have three minutes."

The voices coming from under the mask sounded somewhat similar to him, "Then, you can start fleeing."

(End of this chapter)