Being a policeman in American manga, every day is a holiday

After a while, the leader came to the monitoring room and started watching the video of Shana before she left.

Soon, he discovered that Shana became abnormal this time after coming into contact with a stone.

This made the leader immediately narrow his eyes.

It seems that in addition to the real life that I have encountered, there are other real lives, and I can also communicate with them.

Thinking of this, the leader immediately became excited.

Why does he want to communicate with real life, that is, the weirdness in their eyes.

That's because they are limited by their strength and cannot do many things.

On the contrary, people in the real world can use all kinds of energy and can do most things.

For example, a powerful soul can resurrect the dead body.

If it were their own souls, it would take tens of thousands of people to be worth one of these weird souls.

"Have you found Dr. Shana's body?"

Although his subordinates said that Dr. Shana was dead, he still had to see the body to reassure those who had come into contact with Weirdness.

And his subordinate's answer really made his uneasiness come true.

"That...no, the guard said that the cars hit the roadside and a fire broke out on the spot, so they came back."

"We'll go check it out right away."

"Yes."

After ten minutes.

The leader led a group of guards to the scene of the car accident.

However, the fire had been extinguished by this time, so the guards began to come forward to check.

"Chief, no trace of the body was found in the car."

Upon hearing this, the leader just nodded lightly.

"Except for the basic security guards, everyone goes out to look for Dr. Shana!"

"Yes!"

……

In city four.

Zhao Hao walked out of the underground passage.

Looking at the dim sun in the sky and the weirdness on the street, he felt a sense of unreality.

He actually came to a world filled with only weird things.

But the weird here thinks that he is normal, and instead treats normal people as weird.

Maybe, this is the real world.

Shaking his head, he suppressed the doubts in his heart.

Because he knew that if he really thought deeply, he would go crazy sooner or later.

So he put aside his thinking in this regard and regarded these weirdness as weirdness.

But where is the central library here?

Looking at the similar streets around him, Zhao Hao began to wander around.

But the further he walked, the more anxious he became.

Because he already knows that most people who come to the real world come here to find the dimensional heart.

There is only one dimensional heart.

So I must get ahead of them.

Naturally, the sooner you find your next painting, the better.

Because he doesn't know whether the heart of this dimension will be found in the next second.

Just when he passed a dead end, a voice suddenly attracted his attention.

"You said you would help me!"

"Not this help! They will all die!"

"No...I refuse..."

In his perception, there was only one strange thing in the dead end, and there was no other existence, and there was no such thing as a phone call.

In other words, the other party is probably talking to a real person.

Thinking of this, he quietly came to the entrance of the alley and looked inside.

He saw a middle-aged man, wearing a suit and tie, looking like a white-collar worker.

But at this time, the other person's face was haggard, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked up at the sky with empty eyes.

Sky?

Zhao Hao looked up subconsciously.

Soon, he discovered a translucent presence in the sky.

The opponent is like the legendary djinn, with his lower body made of smoke and his upper body made of a blue elf.

But this elf is male, and he doesn't look very good.

Of course, if he switches to a weird perspective, he can find that the elf in mid-air has turned into a beautiful woman with small wings.

However, ordinary weirdos cannot see each other.

What the hell is this?

The next second, he noticed that the other party looked over.

Did you discover yourself?

But yes, the invisibility cloak can prevent weird people without strength from seeing themselves, but for them, mental power has almost replaced the role of eyes.

Therefore, the invisibility cloak is completely useless in front of them.

Sure enough, the next second, a voice sounded in his ears.

"who are you?"

Zhao Hao heard the warning in the other party's tone, so he said softly: "I'm just passing by, who are you?"

"Haha, instead of telling me your identity, you asked me who I was.

Since you're passing by, let's get out of here. "

Zhao Hao nodded, opened it and left.

But at this time, the middle-aged man suddenly shouted.

"You are a liar! You are a fake! You are not a wishing elf at all! I will not tell you about the mural!"

Hearing this, Zhao Hao stopped.

mural!

It seems others have information about the mural as well.

I just don’t know how much information they have?

The guy who didn't know what elf he was was a little anxious when he noticed that Zhao Hao had stopped.

"You hurry up and leave! Otherwise I won't be polite."

As he spoke, he comforted the middle-aged Weird man.

Seeing this, Zhao Hao suddenly said, "How about we exchange information?"

Hearing this, the male elf hesitated.

"Exchanging information?"

"Yes, I don't know how many people entered the ruins this time. Maybe there are still people entering continuously. There may be tens of thousands of our competitors.

We exchange information with each other to make our progress faster and stay ahead of others. "

After a while, the elf man didn't know what method he used to finally calm down the middle-aged man.

The other party's voice finally sounded.

"it is good."

As he finished speaking, the elf man floated in front of Zhao Hao.

However, the other party frowned slightly as he looked at the strange things going on around him.

"Let's go to a place where no one is around and talk."

ten minutes later.

Zhao Hao and the elf man came to an abandoned factory with no people.

And the middle-aged man was strange and followed behind them with dull eyes.

However, looking at the strange and dull look of the middle-aged man, Zhao Hao knew that the other party must be controlled by the elf man.

At this time, the elf man looked around and nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, there's no one here anymore. If you have any information, let me know first."

Seeing how cautious the other party was, Zhao Hao felt funny.

"There are nine cities in this weird world. The place we are in is city number four."

The elf man said impatiently: "I know this, let's change it to something I don't know."

After Zhao Hao thought for a while, he said, "How about this? If you ask a question, I'll tell it if I know it, and then it's my turn to ask."

The elf man nodded and said: "Okay, I want to know where the seventh painting is?" "In the Heart Library of City No. 7."

Hearing this, the elf man's eyes lit up.

"you saw it?"

"This is the second question."

Zhao Hao shook his head.

“But for the sake of your additional question, I’ll just answer you, I saw it.

Okay, next I asked.

Where is the eighth painting? "

The elf man shook his head and said, "I don't know..."

Zhao Hao frowned slightly, a little worried that the other party knew about it and deliberately didn't tell him.

After thinking for a while, he continued to ask: "Where is this weird mural you control?"

When the elf man heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes.

"Aren't I also asking? I didn't find out. How do I know?"

Zhao Hao smiled slightly when he heard this.

"One question after another. You will know the question I asked soon, so I can wait."

Hearing this, the elf man looked at Zhao Hao in shock, and suddenly understood that he had met a human elf.

Because he understood that the other party was afraid that he would deceive the other party, so he asked himself questions that he must know.

But after thinking about it, he could only nod.

"Okay, let's talk to him later."

As mentioned before, there are thousands of people coming to the ruins, so a certain degree of cooperation is necessary.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Zhao Hao, what about you?"

"Kress."

After exchanging names, Kress let the middle-aged man come over strangely, and then the fingers of his hands kept changing.

It's a bit like Naruto's seal.

Soon, the middle-aged Weird fell into a complete sluggish state.

Seeing this, Kress immediately asked nervously: "Where is the mural you know?"

Upon hearing the question, the middle-aged Wei Wei immediately rolled his eyes upwards and his body began to twitch.

"Damn it, I know this secret technique is not reliable, or it is useless against these ghosts."

After a while of complaining, Kress began to form new handprints.

After a while, the middle-aged man slowly calmed down.

Seeing this, Kress turned to look at Zhao Hao.

"As you can see, it's not that I don't want to ask, but that my hypnotic secrets are useless against these weird things.

If it had been useful, I would have hypnotized them one by one. "

Zhao Hao looked at the sun that had set in the west and said calmly: "Okay, I'll wait for you to figure it out and come back to you."

He didn't have time to watch over the other party. He had to go to the central library to check.

So after leaving a spiritual mark on the elf man, he left the abandoned factory and continued looking for the central library.

After searching until late at night, he finally found the central library in a corner of the city.

Although the library was closed at this time, this could not stop him at all.

Soon, after using his breath to cut off the chain of the door, he walked in.

As soon as he entered the library, he heard a "ta-da-da..." sound.

It seems that the clock is moving, but the frequency is a bit fast.

Someone, no, there is something weird up there.

It's strange, it's so late, why doesn't Weiyi leave?

After thinking for a while, he slowly walked up.

The strange world's suppression of mental power made it impossible for him to know the situation above.

This made him feel as if he was back to the time when he was still weak.

At that time, I was also full of unknowns about my surroundings, and I had to be careful every step I took, for fear of any sudden danger.

I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time.

After a while, he came to the second floor and saw two strange people. One was lying on the ground with all four limbs, and the other was behind the other person, holding an iron chain.

The other end of the chain is on the weird neck in front.

At the same time, these two strange things are intertwined with each other.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hao didn't know what to say.

I didn’t expect that not only real people would play tricks, but also weird people would play tricks like this.

Shaking his head, he continued walking upward.

After a while, he came to the fifth floor and saw the mural at first sight.

But he immediately frowned.

Because the mural in front of him was exactly the same as what he saw in City No. 7.

"What's going on? Do all cities have a central library, and do they also have a mural like this?

Could it be that every city also has a headquarters and a leader? "

This thought immediately gave him a chill.

If it was true, then this weird world was even weirder than he imagined.

It seemed like a pair of huge hands were weaving an ulterior conspiracy.

"No, I have to go to the headquarters to see."

Thinking of this, he immediately left the library.

When passing by the second floor, he was in a bad mood and used his anger to directly kill the weirdness of the two flowers they were playing with.

After the killing, he was stunned.

Because he felt that his heart was a little messed up.

"No chaos...huhu..."

After taking a few deep breaths, Zhao Hao came to the street outside.

The surroundings were dark, but from a strange perspective, there was a world of red wine and bright lights.

He felt that the world was becoming increasingly unclear to him.

After half an hour.

He arrived at the city's headquarters.

In fact, the full name of the headquarters is called the Weird Comprehensive Processing Center Department.

But the name is too long, so Weird calls it headquarters.

At the gate of the headquarters, there are several strange guards standing guard.

But judging from their sleepy looks, it seems that the decoration is more important than the actual effect.

Sure enough, Zhao Hao walked past them without attracting any attention.

But then, Zhao Hao didn't know how to get down.

The hip-hop warrior took him down last time, so he just had to pretend to be dead the whole time.

But now, faced with this layer of security system, there was no way he could enter without alerting something strange.

Unless he creates some trouble, let these weird guards leave.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly had an idea.

After leaving the headquarters, he immediately found a public phone booth, took out the currency he found from Weiyi passing by, and threw it in.

Then he called the headquarters.

"Hello, this is the Bizarre Comprehensive Processing Center Department. What's going on? Did you find something weird?"

"Hello, I saw something strange at XX street, No. XX, come and save me!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Hao hung up the phone.

And the address he mentioned was actually the weird home controlled by Kress.

Yes, he sold Kress.

The other party got a piece of information from him for nothing, and hid the information tightly. If he made a small contribution to himself, it would be regarded as interest.

The operator at the Weird Comprehensive Processing Center was stunned when he heard the call was hung up.

But soon, she reported the matter immediately.

As for what will happen next, it is beyond the control of a small operator. (End of chapter)