The Original Seeker

"It stands to reason that no matter how many such cannon fodder puppets come, it is impossible to threaten me, but a feeling in the dark hints that it will profoundly affect me tomorrow. What is going on." Bai Mo held his head, thinking hard.

　　 half an hour later.

　　 "This kind of fantasy is still useless. Let's take a look at the pattern on the piece of cement I brought back."

　　 "It's a very common graffiti, with a circle and a cross..."

　　 here in the alley. After the surrounding residents heard the explosion, they immediately notified the police. When the police arrived at the scene, they found a mess in the alley with exploded flesh and blood everywhere.

　　 "Is this someone stuffing a bunch of bombs into his body and exploding himself!" A policeman present was surprised.

　　 "Notify other colleagues to block off the scene first. This matter is not something we can handle. Let's report to it." Another old policeman said to the young policeman beside him.

　　 Fifteen minutes later, a large group of heavily armed special police arrived at the scene of the crime. Since Rome is the venue for this meeting of capable people, the local area is particularly sensitive to such cases, so a group of special police officers were sent directly to investigate.

　　 "There were no explosives or metal fragments left after the bomb exploded. The victim did not die because of the explosion of the explosives in the body. It is initially suspected that the killer was a capable person." The SWAT captain came to a conclusion after inspecting the surrounding environment.

　　 "De Broglie, come, use your ability to see who the murderer is." The SWAT captain asked the team behind him to step forward.

　　 "Is this...?" The young policeman who arrived first asked the old policeman in a low voice.

　　 "This guy is a capable person in the SWAT team. I heard that the ability is to see what happened within six hours before a place." The old policeman quietly told the young policeman.

　　 "It's too foul to have this ability to be a special police officer to solve a crime. What is the use of our police? Just go back to the scene of the crime and get everything done." The young policeman said to the old policeman with some jealousy.

"Don't think too much. How many big cases you usually encounter can really reach the scene within six hours of the crime, and how many homicides are reported the next day, even when the body stinks. This is a special case," the old policeman said.

　　 "It's also... but it's still a bit uncomfortable."

　　 The young man called De Broglie stepped forward, closed his eyes and started using his abilities.

　　 One minute, two minutes, five minutes... the picture in his eyes was rapidly regressing until he saw a figure from behind.

　　 "How do you feel that someone is peeping at me?" Bai Mo, who was studying the patterns in the hotel, suddenly felt a sense of being peeped, but scanning the surroundings with his mind did not find anything.

　　 "Puff!" The young man who was using his powers vomited blood after seeing the back, and then fell to the ground limply all over.

　　 "De Broglie, what's the matter with you, why are you suddenly injured?" the SWAT captain asked puzzled.

　　 After a few seconds, he slowed his breath and said to everyone: "I just saw a back, and then the whole vision was covered by endless light, and then I fell softly."

　　 "I guess the other party was too strong, and I was forced to spy on him and I was beaten."

　　 "Is there really such a strong person?" The special police captain muttered to himself, "De Broglie, what characteristics did you observe that person?"

　　 "He should be an Oriental, wearing a white dress, this is the only thing I can know."

　　 "De Broglie, you get in the car and take a rest." The captain waved his hand and asked the team members to help De Broglie into the police car.

　　 "What does the addition of a cross in the bottom circle mean..." Bai Mo stared at the dug out cement block, thinking hard.

　　 "Lord Roentgen, look over there, there are so many strange patterns painted on the wall. Does it have anything to do with the case?" The man pointed to the wall, and there were a pile of circles and cross patterns on the ground.

"It's not a Sherlock Holmes novel. The deceased will leave a mark about the murderer before death. Looking at this mess, you know that the victim must have been crushed to death by a powerful person. How could such a murderer give The deceased left a chance to mark. It is estimated that this is just a graffiti of some punks." Captain Roentgen said.

　　 "But sir, look at the side here, there is a piece of pattern that has been dug away. Could it be the murderer who took it away?" The subordinate continued to explain.

"It is possible to forcibly dig out a piece of ground in this way. It is almost impossible for the machine to dig out only a small piece of cement on the ground without destroying the surrounding ground. So it is very likely that the murderer used his ability to dig it away. Yes, little Louis. , Your observation is very detailed." The captain thought for a while and said.

　　 "De Broglie, can you still use your abilities now?" Roentgen asked De Broglie, who was resting in the police car.

　　 "As long as you don't spy on that person, it's okay. Captain, what can you do for me to help?"

　　 "Look at these patterns and see if they have anything to do with this case. If you see that person again, try to avoid him."

　　 "Okay, I will try."

　　 De Broglie stood in front of the graffiti and began to look back.

　　 Ten minutes later, the exhausted De Broglie said slowly: "Captain, these graffiti are indeed related to this case."

"carry on."

"These graffiti were drawn by the victim. According to what I saw, the victim seemed to have been drawing these patterns continuously before being killed~www.readwn.com~ His eyes were completely lacklustre, there is a kind of ** I felt controlled. The moment that person appeared, I immediately exited the backtracking state, so I didn't backtrack again."

"You did a great job, De Broglie. In this way, these patterns are really the marks left by the victim, but I don’t know how much it has to do with the person who killed him. Wait, de Broglie. Said that the victim was already under control before he died?"

"Yes, when I saw the victim, I have been drawing these patterns with my eyes absent. The movements are very mechanical. It is not like a living person at all, but more like a puppet, a corpse controlled by someone." Deb Luo Yi said with some fear.

"The victim became a puppet before he died... Doesn't it mean that the person is not even the murderer, the victim may have been killed earlier. He may just pass by and dig Taking a pattern is just to take away the research. Of course, the fact is not necessarily like I think." Roentgen thought to himself.

"A circle, adding a cross in the middle, what does it mean... It will never be a cake, we have something in this shape every day, wait, the scope of a sniper rifle seems to be a circle and a crosshair. ! Coupled with the weak psychic response on the pattern, is this a pattern for positioning?" Bai Mo suddenly thought of something.

　　 "If this conjecture is correct, what will be thrown over tomorrow based on this positioning, which can affect my safety to a large extent?"

"Also, how this small piece of net-like structure can interrogate information? I have already figured out its basic function, which is to perform simple tasks as a small nerve center control host. However, more complicated behaviors are also possible. It’s not something that can work."