Infinite Sims Chapter 282

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It gets dark earlier than usual in winter.

The afterglow of dusk spilled into the classroom through the window, covering the desks, chairs and floor of the classroom with a yellow coat.

But none of the students in the class were in the mood to appreciate it.

They all shrunk in the back of the classroom, slumped on the ground, and looked in horror at the center of the classroom, where there were several corpses with **** lakes.

There are four in total, one is a teacher and three are students.

Half an hour ago, they were still alive, but now they have become immobile corpses.

Compared with these corpses, there is one other person who is also in their attention.

He was the only person standing at the front of the classroom, the curly-haired boy who received the least attention in the class, and was even faintly rejected by others.

"Dead? Really dead?"

The curly-haired boy swayed unsteadily, his eyes fixed on the center of the teacher.

Half an hour of experience flashed through his mind quickly.

The arrogance and viciousness of these people at the beginning changed to pleasing and begging for mercy, then to fear and panic, and finally there was only a lower scream.

"vomit!"

The curly-haired boy felt a twitch in his stomach, leaned on the desk beside him, lowered his head and vomited.

Few people can stand the picture.

The reason why he was okay in front of him was only due to his mental excitement.

"Die well! Haha! Die well!"

After the curly-haired boy finished spitting, with a pale face, he laughed exaggeratedly, and laughed so much that tears flowed out of his eyes.

A day ago...

No, half an hour ago, he was still in despair and was ready to commit suicide.

I don't want to, the revenge doll ritual that I did just to catch the last bit of hope actually worked.

A new urban legend, the doll in "The Revenge Doll" really appeared.

In front of him, they took revenge on those scum who ruined his life and made his heart die.

Perhaps in the eyes of other students who witnessed the scene just now, those dolls were evil demons.

But in the heart of the curly-haired boy, they are hope, saints, angels who save him...

The situation in the class was quickly discovered by passers-by in the corridor. After calling the police, the Law Enforcement Bureau immediately blocked the classroom and dispersed the students and teachers in the school.

After being asked about the incident, the students in the class were sent for psychological counseling, including the curly-haired boys.

The Law Enforcement Bureau handled this case very skillfully, as if it had been through many times, and it was.

"Gentlemen, please tell me, how many times has this been?"

In a conference room inside the Municipal Law Enforcement Bureau, Director Yersin stood at the table with his hands on the table, looking angrily at the dozen or so capable crackers in front of him.

His small Hepp eyes were full of anger, but his chubby cheeks softened the anger a bit.

There was silence all around, and no one answered.

"My God, since there is no one who has the courage to answer me, is there a group of men without cylinders in front of me?"

Yersin's cheeks twitched, his hands were placed on both sides, his tone was exaggerated, and his contemptuous expression seemed to say that you are all weak chickens.

Finally, a young detective replied: "Including today's incident, there are 29 incidents in total."

"Twenty-nine, twenty-nine!"

Yersin was so angry that he was in a hurry to breathe, and shouted loudly: "How many days has it been since the first eucalyptus happened?"

"Let me tell you, thirty days!"

"Twenty-nine cases occurred in thirty days. On average, the murderer took a day off."

"I can't believe that the murderer is so diligent!"

Yersin changed his voice and scolded: "And you have the taxpayer's money, and you haven't investigated any results for a month, and you still leave work on time every day, and take vacations on time every week."

"If a reporter asked me, I would be ashamed to say that criminals are more diligent than you..."

The meeting ended in a snarl.

Yersin returned to his office.

Leaning on the seat for a while, he sat up straight, took the thick document that was set aside, and opened it to see the first page.

[Name: Annie]

[Age: 8]

[Gender: Female]

[Identity: Serial Murder Suspect (revenge doll)]

[special power:]

[Dark space - bring the light of an area under control, and reduce the sense of presence of people in the outside world (the maximum area limit displayed by the current ability is 25×18, which is consistent with the size of the murderous space, and it is presumed that it is not the limit distance)]

[Bloody dolls - can create and control a group of dolls, the dolls have speed and strength comparable to normal adults (at most, more than 200 dolls have been summoned at one time, presumably not the limit)]

[Life Experience: Born in...]

[Criminal Experience: The first time I committed a crime in... ]

The information on the document is very detailed, but it is basically the ordinary experience before the crime, as well as the testimony of the onlookers who committed the case this month.

There was no result as to why she, the dead person, was resurrected and how she acquired special abilities.

"A group of little beasts will find something for me!"

"You like to bully your classmates so much, why don't you bully your parents?"

"Having a knife to kill them, you are not free anymore?

When Yersin thought of the victims of these cases, he couldn't help but curse.

There are less than two years before he retires. If there is no serial murder case of "revenge doll", he instinctively retire in a safe and stable manner, and then enjoy life with his pension.

If the murderer cannot be caught, only those targets that will be targeted by the murderer can be limited.

But they have mentioned the details of the case many times in the news in the city, and issued notices to the schools in the city, but those little beasts are still stubborn, as if they don't make fun of others for a day, their whole family will suffer. like death.

As soon as they died, the eyes of the public were on themselves, the director of the city's investigation bureau.

If it wasn't for the fact that they were already dead, and even the corpses were so rotten that he couldn't see them, Yersin really wanted to dig them out of the cemetery, take out his own gun, and hit him with ten or eight magazines.

At the same time, he also hated the murderer in his heart.

Not to mention the case that the other party is committing, just to say that for a whole month, the other party is only in the school under his jurisdiction, which is enough to make him angry.

"Who? Why haven't I seen you?"

"Wait, that's the director's office, you can't go in..."

A voice from outside the door interrupted Yersin's thoughts.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that the door was opened from the outside, and a man in a black trench coat and a top hat walked in.

"You are?"

Yersin looked at the person who came without panic.

The City Investigation Bureau's precautions were not strict, but to be able to break in so blatantly, it was either of superior strength or of unusual background.

The detective who had just made a noise from the outside had quieted down so quickly, the person coming should belong to the latter, or even both.

"Yersin."

The man closed the door and didn't introduce himself. After taking off the top hat on his head, he said to himself: "As ordered by the processing office, I will take over your 'revenge doll'. From now on, you must Do your best to cooperate with me."

Zienz!

When Yersin saw the man's appearance, he immediately no longer questioned his identity.

Thousands of people have been included in the global list, and the top 100 of them are particularly concerned. Except for those strong people who do not want to reveal their appearance, the names and appearances of the rest are almost known to most people.

And with the nature of the work of the Bureau of Investigation, it is even more impossible not to know them.

Among them, Zienz, as a veteran powerhouse, is a member of the special organization, the Special Incident Handling Office, which is directly managed and governed by Congress.

The purpose of this institution is to deal with super criminals who have mastered special abilities.

The members inside are either extremely powerful people, or ordinary people with excellent talent in a certain aspect, belonging to the strongest internal violence organization of Hipp.

"I understand, our Bureau of Investigation will fully cooperate."

Yersin stood up and expressed his attitude, but he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since the eucalyptus case is taken over by the person at the processing office, then my responsibility will become very light, and no matter what the final result is, it will not affect my retirement plan.

"These are the target data you collected?"

Zienz put his hat back on, came to the desk, picked up the documents in front of Yersin, and quickly flipped through them.

Yersin nodded, then asked, "Mr. Zienz, how should we cooperate with you next?"

Zienz glanced at him: "Find a target that fits the murderer's help, and if there isn't one, make one."

"what do you mean?"

Hearing this sentence, Yersin suddenly realized.

Snapped!

Zienz took the information on the table and hummed, "Since the murderer likes to play games of bullying the Avengers, let's play with her."

"I see." Yersin nodded.

It's not that he hasn't thought about this fishing method, but thinking and doing are two different things.

On the one hand, he doesn't want to do this kind of legal-edge fishing, lest it affect his retirement plans.

On the other hand, he only has a few extremists in his hands, but his fighting ability is generally not strong. He didn't catch the fish by then, but instead dragged the fisher in.

"It's unlucky for you to be targeted by me."

Zinz looked at the photo on the document, a cute little girl with a shy smile, and said coldly.

Since the arrest plan failed a month ago and he was almost killed by Vivek, not only did the above fail to give the result of Vivek's treatment, but instead gave him a rest for more than half a month.

Now, tune myself to deal with this little eucalyptus.

His anger could not be vented, and his mood was already on the verge of breaking out.

The reason why he agreed to take over this case was also because he wanted to find a reasonable target to vent.

"Ready!"

In a high-rise residential building, Jiang Ren stood on the balcony, looking out at the traffic and houses outside.

With a thought, a panel popped up.

【Name: Ron (Jiang Ren)】

【Race: Human】

【Age: 60】

【Evil Energy: 1251】

[Talents: Beast Intuition, King's Eye, Magical Sound Going Through the Ear (Purple), Heiner Baichuan (Purple), Fixed-point Shuttle (Purple)]

[Special: Storage space]

Compared with a month ago, the only thing that has changed is the fel energy, which is about a thousand more.

Compared with the power of warriors who were born in this world and have become a rare breed, and the extreme power that currently occupies the mainstream power system in the world, evil power is greatly restricted.

Each condensed Apostle Seed will cost twice as much as the previous one.

The first one only used five hundred, and this one had to use one thousand.

Jiang Ren had already gathered enough a few days ago, but evil energy is his current source of strength, he must leave some for his own use, and he has not yet found a second apostle candidate, so he has waited until today.

"The seeds of the apostles can be condensed at any time, and the second apostle has also been selected. What is lacking now is just a suitable time."

Jiang Ren smiled and looked at the opposite area.

An area completely different from the prosperity here, full of low and dilapidated floors and houses, just like the dark side of the city, hiding a lot of invisible filth.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this represents class antagonism.

In Jiang Ren's eyes, this is a hotbed for apostle candidates, and a chaotic and disorderly soul will be born here.

Chapter end