Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

167 Homecoming 2

The sun is still brilliant and dazzling, but my mood is not as bright as Ranwen.com. (Reading Net) I turned my head to look at Fu Jiang and Jung. For a while, we stood in the laneway and looked at each other silently, thinking about our own things. Father Xi Sen's super power to control the atmosphere really frightened me, and even Fu Jiang showed a somber expression. Jung was also worried, but it seemed that he was worried about something else, but he didn't say anything in the end, just nodded at me and slowly put on his jacket.

There were some street vendors and customers in the alley. The three of us inexplicably got out of the shadows and stood behind them. When they turned around, they were startled immediately. I ’m not sure if any literary novelists noticed the abnormal behavior of ours, but it does n’t matter if they are seen. As long as they are not superpowered under the general public, a few people will not be able to form a commotion. It's dazzling to be laughed at.

We left the alley in silence one by one, and I turned my head and glanced behind me, and I saw a few curious guys running to the shadow where we appeared to figure out what was going on, but it was very He was almost frustrated. The ability to make the magic quark's shadow jump is not the magic of ordinary people.

When Fu Jiang exploded, he drove the car to another street more than 100 meters away from the accident site according to the emergency response method Jung had previously explained. We returned to the off-road vehicle, and after closing the door, we completely isolated the daily hustle and bustle.

In this closed space, a feeling of security and relief hits my heart, but it is accompanied by chaotic troubles. What happened before was too abrupt, and the turbulent situation caught us off guard. The car didn't start with Ranwen Fiction Net, we just leaned on our own position and only heard the heavy breathing of three people.

"That old guy ..." Fu Jiang mumbled, if not agreed with me to try to obey the regulations of the Security Bureau as much as possible, she would definitely use critical hedge weapons. Only by using critical hedging weapons can we fight against Father Sisen in court, which is based on the premise that the other party does not have a special weapon in Ranwen.com. But in that case, it will definitely worsen the bad situation.

Although Black Nest is more negative than Doomsday Truth in its program of action, in most cases it will not wantonly expose its existence, nor will it wantonly destroy the normal order of society. However, if it is aggressive, this self-discipline will immediately disappear, and the security bureau responsible for maintaining order will suffer the most damage.

At this point, Father Sissen took such a fierce action during the day, and also spotted the mouse of the Security Bureau.

"What next?" I asked, breaking the silence.

Jung woke up suddenly in contemplation.

"Keep the original plan unchanged."

"It's really suffocating. We had done a good job, but these guys suddenly broke in, as if we knew the situation better than we did." Fu Jiang said in disbelief: "Aren't our previous actions in vain?"

"Our intelligence acquisition capability is by far the lowest of the three organizations. No matter what the people in Black Nest know and take away, it is not something we had originally, so don't mess up." Jung said indifferently. : "We received the task, so we tried to investigate and solve it. This is work, isn't it? I believe our team is the best. If we fail, then this is destiny."

"Are you familiar with Father Sisen?" I finally asked the long-awaited doubt.

"... He was my godfather and my guide to the police." Jung was silent for a while: "He was one of the best negotiating experts in the world before he became a natural choice. At that time, I brought many juniors and I knew the mechanism of the Security Bureau very well. "

I didn't expect that Jung and Xisen even had this relationship.

"Although it's not appropriate to say so, even now, I still respect him very much ..." Jung's stereotyped face did not have any admirable look on the literary novel network, but his faint tone made him feel this feeling. Sincere.

I understand this emotion. Maybe, just like I used to want to be a person like Jung, long ago, Jung hoped that he could become someone like Sissen. But in the end, they parted ways. If it were me, assuming that one day Jung would leave the security bureau and join the black nest, and in order to get something, he would not hesitate to destroy the lives of normal people.

However, such unbelievable and incomprehensible does not crush the feeling of admiring and admiring each other.

"I didn't expect Tracy to change too," I said to myself.

"Who is Tracy?" Jung asked.

"A companion who got along for a while in Doomsday Illusion, when she was not a Mageweave messenger at the time. She worked at the Los Angeles Police Department."

Jung tapped the steering wheel with his finger and twisted the key to start the engine.

"Actually, there are far more people working in the police community who joined the Black Nest than people who joined the Security Bureau, and those who joined the Doomsday Truth are the fewest."

"Why is this happening?" I couldn't help being surprised by this ratio.

"You haven't been a policeman, especially a low-level policeman," Jung said emphatically. "They see too many things, and those things are often confusing and doubt whether they are doing the right thing. Sometimes, things happen. Harmony and ending can't be distinguished by justice and evil. There is not much pure black and white in this world, but if you often face gray, you will be unknowingly decayed. Be careful, crow, Our biggest enemy is not a demon, but something that does not know whether it is a demon or a deity. It will not tell you directly that what you have done is wrong, but it will make you confused, not knowing what you are doing. Not right. "

"So ... what should I do?" Although there are similar reasons mentioned in the book, and I have encountered similar situations, but until now, I still don't know what to do. I understand Tracy's choice, but I don't want to be that kind of person.

"Aren't you doing very well now?" Jung just said to me this way: "Follow your will and don't be overshadowed by exhaustion and pain. Perhaps your compromise will make you happier, but before that , You have to ask yourself if you are willing to accept that kind of ease and happiness. "

"Don't you understand? If it's your choice, even pain and sorrow are just as good as you are." Fu Jiang finally faded his haze and restored his original hearty smile,

Yes, suppressing your most real feelings and thoughts may be able to live a little easier, but that is not what you want after all. I have had fear, doubt, sadness, and pain in these days, but that is not all bad. Compared with myself in the student union era, I like myself as a child and now, and feel that this is my own life.

When I think about it this way, I have been feeling heavy all the time, and I can't help but relax.

When we returned to the fast food restaurant, the fire there had been extinguished, and the onlookers were dispersed. In the yellow isolation zone, the fast food restaurant has been burned to the point that half of it completely collapsed, and the other half is melted, looking away. The remaining utensils inside are like blackened internal organs, which can be smelled from afar The pungent scorched smell coming with the wind. There is no death caused by Ranwen Fiction Net, and the injured are only minor injuries, which is considered a great luck in the eyes of ordinary people.

The fire trucks and ambulances have left, leaving only the police with masks and hard hats in and out, searching for evidence that may have happened in a place not far from the police station in a harsh environment. However, the fire case will not leave too many clues, and the parties are inconsistent about the cause, presumably in the end can only be regarded as an unsolved case.

This explosion, which was not far from the police station, was like throwing a boulder on a calm lake to a peaceful town. Although there is no evidence from Ranwen Fiction Net to show man-made signs, from the only testimony, it is not certain that it is not a vicious crime. Even with the passage of time, with the promotion of interests and psychological levels, public opinion will gradually move towards the latter The influence on the townspeople may be second only to the fire in the mental hospital ten years ago.

This is the judgment of Jung and Fu Jiang, both of whom are experts in this field, and their estimates of developments are almost 100% correct.

In any case, Sergeant Engels must stand up and give a statement and disposal that the residents of the police station and the town can accept. He had to visit the front line to preside over the aftermath of the scene.

After negotiating with the person in charge of various aspects, Engels leaned over and drilled into the isolation zone, inspected the scene under the guidance of an old police officer, and listened to the experts' preliminary inferences. Soon after, reports on tracking the progress of the case will appear on his desktop one after another, when it was time for us to intervene.

Although it is known that the case is related to the Tianmen plan, our manpower is insufficient and our identity is likely to cause the other party to be alert. It is better to hand over the preliminary collection and collation of information to the local police station.

Soon, Engels came out disgraced, with his hands on his hips, looking up at the blue Tianyu with a helpless face. After a while, he left the scene and returned to the police headquarters. It seems that this fire really didn't leave him with too many things, so he had to go back and think about social rhetoric. For him, although it is a bit troublesome, it is not impossible to solve, after all, his political skills are much better than the ability to make a case.

The question is, does he know that the explosion is related to the Tianmen Project? The perpetrators were not the gang who dealt with him, but the sudden members of the Black Nest, which would confuse his thinking and might expose some trouble. On the other hand, we are not sure whether the people in Black Nest are monitoring this Sergeant Engels as we are.

At lunch, Jung went to another street to buy chips, cola and burgers.

"It's a pity that you can't eat the special burger at that fast food restaurant." He said to Fujiang and me with regret.

"It doesn't matter, I don't really like to eat burgers." I said so.

Fu Jiang didn't pay any attention to it. She opened the wrapping paper, tore off a large piece of bread and meat, swelled her cheek, and said vaguely: "You are too picky. In fact, this burger is doing very well. Tell you A trick ... "Speaking of which, I didn't swallow a little ladylike manner in Ranwenshu.com, picked up Coke, inhaled, belched, and sighed:" This thing is to eat like me to be delicious. "

She stared at me, demonstrating the general appearance of gobbling. I couldn't help but looked at the four-layer Big Mac burger in my hand. Even if I learned to bite it, it would still be a question whether my mouth could be as wide as it was. Hold on, maybe your cheek muscles might get hurt? Finally, I decided to separate the upper two floors and the lower two floors.

When I did that, I found Jung's stereotyped face casting an uncomfortable look. He was working hard with his hands, trying to flatten the four-layer hamburger to make it easier for the entrance, but I think it is impossible to compliment that.

"Why look at me like that." I asked dissatisfiedly.

"what a shame."

"what?"

"There are four different flavors." Jung's expression remained the same. Like a stone carving, he bit down and grunted, "Eating as you do, you can't taste the true meaning of this burger."

"Hey, I don't know that both of you like to eat hamburgers."

"I like to eat everything." Fu Jiang said.

"Something to show you." Jung took a pendant from the roof cabinet and threw it into my hands. "This is the silver medal I won at the Kampis Burger Food Contest when I first started working."

This person still has this thing, and he can't see it from the outside. As I muttered in my heart, I casually asked, "Is it a game to eat burgers? Big stomach king?"

"Yes, not only the food merchants of Kampiss will participate, but also many foreign food merchants. I have the opportunity to take you to see them."

"You got the second place? Which one is the first place?"

"Xi Sen."

Jung's name was unexpected, but the slogan he shouted next caused me and Fujiang to nearly choke.

"Only Hamburg can save humanity."

From his face without the expression of Ranwen Fiction Net, he couldn't see if he deliberately ridiculed or really thought so. In short, his performance at this time greatly changed my impression of him. The boss who stinks all day turned out not to lack a sense of humor, but the joke was a bit cold.

"Are you kidding?" Fu Jiang said.

"This is what Xisen said when he left the security bureau." Jung said decisively.

"It's enough." I mumbled to myself, and stuffed my mouth with a burger.

The air-conditioning in the car was lethargic. After filling up our stomachs, we agreed to be responsible for two hours of surveillance work. As a result, I lay on Fujiang's lap and slept until she was woken up by her. When did you return to the co-pilot position? At this time, it was more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and the time I was responsible for was replaced by Fu Jiang. I'm a little embarrassed, but after having a nightmare last night, I haven't slept well. I'm so tired. Jung didn't say anything about Ranwen Fiction Net. Although his work principles were clear, he was also a very humane boss.

The off-road vehicle had already started. After a while, I noticed that my group was following a black car ahead. I don't know what brand it is, but the appearance is full of old-fashioned elegance.

"Something happened?" I asked, rubbing my face hard.

"Engels received a call, and the other party blocked all lines of the police station, leaving only a temporary line. Bach said that it was like an old hacker's trick, but he could not determine the specific location of the caller, only from the outskirts of the town. . "

"Do you know what they said?"

"I don't know, but judging from Engels' actions, it was an unexpected visitor."

After tracing for a while, Engels' car drove all the way to the outskirts of town, but as a result, the number of vehicles on the road will decrease, and Engels realizes that his chance of being tracked will increase greatly. We parked the car at the motel near the town before things became like that, so we must rely on our ability to be the Mageweaver.

Whether it's my messenger or quick-sweep ability, it can be very useful at this time.

I let out the quark and let it continue to track the vehicle in front. Then keep a certain distance and take Fu Jiang and Jung forward in the high-speed passage.

Engels' old car stopped in the wasteland. The road was less than three hundred meters ahead, but the wilderness was at least five meters lower than the road. The ground was covered with weeds on the left and right. Not far from the car, a trailer parked there, the tow box was ten meters long and three meters high, there were doors and windows on the side facing us, there was a small iron ladder for easy access, and it was almost nothing. different.

The window hung curtains, and it was not clear what was inside.

Engels kicked the stones under Fei's feet impatiently, quickly walked up the iron ladder, and knocked **** the door.

"It's me, Engels, open the door." He shouted rudely.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside, and only a gap was opened to allow people to enter ~ www.readwn.com ~ We can't even see the person behind the door.

Engels said nothing. After entering, the door knocked hard with a bang.

I let the quark fall on the roof of the car, opening the spherical field of chain perception, and the scene in the tow box slowly unfolded in my mind through the enchanting connection between me and the quark. As much as possible to save the computing resources of the brain, so after detecting that there are only two people in it, I immediately cut off the perception of other objects. Even so, I still can't completely outline the appearance of the person talking to Engels.

It just feels that he is the same age as Engels, or older, and his figure is more rickety.

Engels was a little restless, and the other party gave him a glass of water. He sipped it and the other party poured another glass, and Engels calmed down.

"Why do you want to come back here?" Engels asked depressed.

"Because I heard the call. I do n’t want to come back, but I have to do it, and you do n’t understand that feeling. On the days of wandering outside, I have been doing that nightmare repeatedly, and now I finally wake up and I belong here , Whether it is life or death. On that night, this fate is determined. "The man said so.