Is He Really The Protagonist?

As the words fell, the room fell into silence.

Jiang Wei rubbed the head of the snow gun: "That means there is a group of people capturing the spirit beasts in Jiangcheng, so there has been no spirit beast activity for so long, and the abnormal fluctuations caused by their actions may be recorded on the monitoring equipment. I was intercepted and couldn’t get to the collection point.”

Xiao Bosheng nodded: "Yes, since the spiritual energy cannot be detected, we will use other means. They had an operation on Jiefang South Road, Xingxin Street, Jiangliu District last night. You can check the nearby surveillance."

Si Miaomiao nodded: "I will contact Huang Yong and the others, but there must be formalities, otherwise they will not be able to help."

Yun Fangche immediately answered: "I'll go with you, use the ID from Bureau 7, and just complete the formalities later."

"good."

The two went out, and the others continued to sift through the news, this time in a different direction.

In the past, it was mainly focused on the possible activities of spiritual beasts, but now it is much easier for people. At least you don't have to read the kind of news that uses tens of thousands of words to talk nonsense.

And judging from the experience of the snow gun, this group of unknown people is trying to catch stray cats and dogs in order to deceive others, so it is much easier to lock them down.

Yun Fangche and Yun Fangche returned to the office at around seven o'clock. As expected, they found nothing and joined the queue to watch the news.

At three o'clock in the morning, Xiao Posheng bit the candy in his mouth and threw the plastic rod into the trash can.

Although there are still many nocturnal humans in the city, his office has become quiet.

The captain of the second team, Zhu Huo, also known as Wang Jianguo, left at around nine o'clock because he was married and had children. The three girls were also rushed to the next room to rest early.

There are only a few of their men left fighting here. At this moment, several other people are lying in the office in a mess. Apart from him, only Leng Lie is still sitting at the table flipping newspapers, but his lowered head is falling together, like This is the same damn life.

He stood up and smeared the newspaper he tore off on the wall. He carried a few blankets from the warehouse on the second floor and found that Leng Lie had fallen asleep on the table.

Cover the person on the ground with a blanket, put another one around Lenglie who is lying on the table, wrap another one around himself, and take a clean towel to cover the snow gun lying on the table, turn off the light, and go to sleep.

Opening his eyes at six o'clock on time, Xiao Bosheng rubbed his eyes. The content of last night's dream had changed again. Unfortunately, he had no memory of it at all. He only remembered the intense pain and sadness filling his heart.

Amidst Li Shan's snores, he washed his face in the bathroom, rinsed his mouth with a mouthful of water, and went downstairs.

There were already vendors setting up stalls at the intersection not far downstairs, selling breakfast. I made two trips to put the breakfast I bought on the only empty table in the office.

A large white writing board was pushed out from the inner room. I don't know why Yun Fangche prepared this thing, but there is no doubt that it is useful now.

He put on Qianmian and adjusted the settings. In his field of vision, there was a satellite map of Jiangcheng on the whiteboard.

Tear off the news selected last night from the wall next to it, put it in a thick pile, and marked each one on the map according to the news time with a marker.

The advantage of using Qianmian instead of an actual map is revealed. He does not need to look for it. As long as he knows the location, Qianmian will automatically mark the location, which is much faster.

When Jiang Wei and the others came in at around seven o'clock, Xiao Bosheng had already finished marking and was sitting with Ma Pengcheng and Ma Tian having breakfast.

Looking at the other people Zhengxiang sleeping on the ground, Yun Lan held her forehead, walked over and kicked Yun Fangche who was sleeping with Li Shan in his arms: "Get up!"

Everyone else woke up one after another. Ten minutes later, Wang Jianguo opened the door and walked in with a large bag of buns. He saw the nine people sitting together in the office eating silently. He scratched his head and said, "It seems that I am the last one."

Xiao Bosheng sucked the last bit of soy milk into his stomach: "We haven't gone back yet, so there's no need to rush. We got up much later than you."

Ma Tian looked at him speechlessly: "You were already buying delicious food when I woke up at 6:30. It should be Song Leng who said this."

Xiao Posheng waved his hand: "That's not possible. Brother Song stayed up until past three o'clock last night. It's normal to sleep longer."

He stood up, took a bun from Wang Jianguo's bag, sat aside and continued to watch the news.

It can't be said to be news. How could there be so much news for them to read in two months? The official news was finished as early as eleven o'clock last night. In the remaining time, they were screening Jiang Cheng's news in the past two months. Videos posted by netizens on short video platforms, updates on social platforms, etc.

There wasn't much left. With the cooperation of nine super-powered humans and a former criminal security captain, all the data was collected at around one o'clock in the afternoon and close to two o'clock.

As Xiao Bosheng made the last mark on the whiteboard, Ma Pengcheng lay directly on the table: "I probably never want to browse short life videos in my life."

Yun Fangche patted him on the back: "It's okay, just watch the sand sculpture video."

Xiao Bosheng took off the Thousand Faces, and the stars in his eyes dispersed.

Although the trip to Linghe did not allow him to successfully break through to the second level, the time that Star Pupils can be activated has increased a lot.

Coupled with the fact that I use it at a reasonable pace, I haven’t felt tired from overuse since yesterday.

He leaned on the back of the chair, looking a little helpless.

Before anyone else could ask questions, he stretched out his hand and placed Thousand Faces on the table. A faint light emitted from the forehead of the mask and hit the whiteboard.

Ma Tian reached out and turned off the lights in the office. The picture on the whiteboard suddenly became clear. It was a satellite map of Jiangcheng. The marks made by Xiao Bosheng also corresponded to the locations on the map.

Now everyone understands why Xiao Bosheng has that expression, with so few marks.

But it's normal, after all, the frequency of Jiangcheng spirit beasts appearing is not high.

A group of people looked at the few dozen marks on the map and looked at each other in silence.

Xiao Bosheng subconsciously opened a candy bar, held it in his mouth, and began to think.

This group of people with unknown origins captured spirit beasts in Jiangcheng and deliberately concealed their identities. They were obviously on the opposite side of Yuling. Otherwise, they would not have used monitoring equipment to cover up their actions. But their purpose of doing so was what?

Closing his eyes, Xiao Bosheng tried to put himself in the position of this group of people.

The known information includes: unknown identity, opposing the position of Yuling, and capturing the spirit beast. Yuling is an upright representative who does not interfere with the secular world and only protects human society from being harassed by spiritual beasts.

Then the opposite motivations for behavior are obvious, and there are just a few types.

Anti-social behavior, just want to cause destruction, capture spiritual beasts to accumulate numbers, and then catch them by surprise.

He has a grudge against Yuling, and just wants to destroy the balance that Yuling has maintained for thousands of years, and reveal the existence of spiritualists and spirit beasts to the public. He also needs to accumulate a large number of spirit beasts to catch them off guard.

There is a hobby of raising spirit beasts in captivity, and there are even channels for selling them, but Yu Ling does not allow it, so he can only do it secretly.

Well, in most stories, the villain's motivations are just these, and the others are pretty much the same.

The third possibility is unlikely. This kind of thing is okay in the short term, but in the long term, it will definitely be discovered. For example, they have discovered that someone is arresting them now, and sooner or later they will find the place of captivity.

The first two combined with their current behavior require a premise that this group of people has the ability to control spiritual beasts. Otherwise, this group of people should find ways to let ordinary people see the spiritual beasts instead of arresting them.

Or it could enhance the strength of the spirit beast, causing the person controlling the spirit to make mistakes in judgment, causing the spirit beast incident to develop in an uncontrollable direction.

Xiao Bosheng quickly thought of the second-level frog in the Jiangliu Wetland in October. That frog advanced a bit too fast. It seemed that there was indeed a method of human interference.

But facts have proven that this won't work. The fluctuations of the fourth-order spirit beast cannot be concealed by humans, and will be noticed by Lingshan immediately. Level four and below can be dealt with by spiritualists stationed in various places.

If enhancement doesn't work, what about controlling a large number of spiritual beasts to riot?

Xiao Bosheng's mind suddenly recalled an object he had seen a year ago, and he broke into a cold sweat.

Picking up Qianmian on the table and putting it on, Xingtong activated it, quickly recalled the news in Jiangcheng, picked up a blue marker and started drawing again on the whiteboard.

The others were attracted by his movements, but they didn't say anything, watching him leave more and more marks on the whiteboard, as well as time points.

A few minutes later, Xiao Bosheng stopped what he was doing, put Qianmian back to its previous position, and the map reappeared on the whiteboard.

Looking at the marks and time all over the map, Xiao Bosheng frowned: "I understand."