Enforcer's Handbook

Facts have proved that Lu Xiang is a tough-talking person.

Although she repeatedly emphasized that she did not need any psychological counseling, after returning to the apartment, she hurriedly washed up, lay down directly on the bed, and buried her head in the quilt.

After determining that Professor Miles committed suicide, the remaining procedures will be completed by the college. The dean should announce the professor's death to all teachers and students at tomorrow's morning meeting.

Both of them knew in their hearts that if the nature of suicide was confirmed, their actions today would be the straw that broke the camel's back.

Lu Xiang slept deeply this time, as if he wanted to put all this behind him temporarily through sleep.

Song Lan's reaction was different from Lu Xiang's. He lay on the bed, completely sleepless.

Professor Miles finally made an unexpected decision. When leaving the classroom, he firmly believed that the professor would contact them sooner or later and take the initiative to tell them about the past and the truth about the receiver. He also Tried to think of possibilities other than suicide, but came up empty handed.

There is also Angre Saffron. According to the habit of self-introduction, there is no need for him to mention his last name. Everything he said and did since his appearance pointed to him vaguely. This abnormal person What is the relationship between the staff of the Case Investigation Bureau and Dorago Saffron?

He kept thinking about it for the rest of the night, until a slight knock on the door brought him back to reality.

Lu Xiang, who was always keen, was not awakened by the knock on the door. Song Lan got out of bed, put on his slippers and opened the door.

The person who knocked on the door was wearing heavy clothes to hide his eyes from others, and his head was covered by the hood of the jumpsuit. He was wearing a mask, a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and a familiar transparent plastic basket in his arms.

This is what's on Professor Myers' desk, filled with glass beads of different colors.

The professor asked me to give this to you before he died.

Song Lan recognized the voice of the assistant coach. He was weak and looked extremely weak.

Without waiting for Song Lan to respond, the assistant teacher directly stuffed the plastic basket into his arms, then turned away, not wanting to have any further communication with him.

Song Lan held the plastic basket inexplicably, thinking about the significance of Professor Miles's actions.

What is certain is that they had never met Professor Miles before today's psychic ability theory class. Professor Miles did not know the existence of a person like him at all, and their communication with the professor in the class was not harmonious. As a result, he and Lu Xiang were kicked out together.

Therefore, it is not difficult to speculate that Professor Myers probably asked the assistant teacher to deliver the basket of glass beads to him during the 20 minutes between get out of class and return to his residence.

This was the last message Professor Miles wanted to convey before he swallowed the gun and committed suicide.

But……

What secrets can be hidden in this plastic basket of glass beads?

Song Lan lay back on the bed and took out one of the black glass beads and placed it in front of his eyes for a closer look. However, no matter from every angle, it seemed that it was just an extremely ordinary glass bead.

He had been addicted to the game of marbles for a while when he was a child. At that time, marbles cost one yuan each. After school, a group of children would hold exciting marbles competitions in the flower beds of the community. It was difficult for him to imagine that there were The hundred-year-old Professor Myers would lie in the dirt playing marbles like a child and get himself covered in dust.

These glass beads are more like collectibles.

But then, Song Lan remembered the words of the assistant professor at the scene of the crime. He had inadvertently mentioned to Lu Xiang that looking at these marbles was Professor Myers' habit when thinking, and he very clearly mentioned that the professor always I like staring at the texture on it.

He thought of something and immediately poured all the glass beads onto the bed.

They are all pure colored glass beads, some may be dark or light, but there is absolutely no texture at all.

Children who often play glass bead games know that although the price of glass beads is basically the same, they are divided into three, six, and nine grades due to differences in color. Among them are variegated glass beads with texture. In his In the circle, these variegated marbles are often at the bottom.

At this moment, not a single variegated glass bead could be found in the huge plastic basket.

If they were all solid-colored glass beads from the beginning, why did Professor Myers always like to stare at the texture on them when thinking?

He did not think that the teaching assistant had lied, but that someone had been to the scene before them and took away all the variegated glass beads in the plastic basket. Perhaps these taken away glass beads were what the professor really wanted. Something to leave them.

Supervisor, wake up, supervisor.

Feeling someone pushing him, Lu Xiang frowned and let out a light hum of unknown meaning.

She had a dream.

She dreamed that she was back in her student days. It was Professor Myers' theory class. The classroom was as deserted as ever. She was sitting in the front row, and the professor seemed to be telling them about the connection between consciousness and the body.

At least that's the title given on the slide.

However, she looked at Professor Miles carefully and watched his mouth closing and closing, but she could not hear any sound.

Not only Professor Miles, but everyone in the classroom seemed to have been cast with mute magic, and she seemed to be the only one left in the world.

After an unknown amount of time, the classroom suddenly began to tremble. In the strong shaking, the building collapsed, the walls cracked, and a dazzling light shone in from the cracks.

When her vision became clear again, she only saw Song Lan's slightly concerned expression.

It took Lu Xiang five seconds to recall that this was the dormitory arranged for them by the college. Because of the death of Professor Miles, she fell asleep as soon as she came back yesterday.

It's still dark, it's midnight.

Song Lan was still awake at this time, adding a strange atmosphere to the whole thing.

What's wrong?

Lu Xiang was sleepy-eyed and spoke with a thick nasal voice.

Do you remember this basket of glass beads?

Professor Miles's glass beads...where did you get them?

Seeing clearly the objects Song Lan was holding, she suddenly lost all sleep, because according to the college's procedures, these relics would be stored in Professor Miles's shrine together.

If the college knew that Song Lan had taken away the professor's relics, he might not be able to clear it up even if he jumped into an artificial lake.

This was sent by the teaching assistant. He said this was the last thing the professor asked him. I think it is very important.

When Song Lan encountered difficulties, she had to turn to Lu Xiang for help. When he was at the scene, he did not carefully observe the basket of glass beads and could not determine when the variegated glass beads inside were taken away.

Fortunately, he remembered that out of professional habit, Lu Xiang took photos of everything on the desk, including this basket of glass beads.

When we arrived, were there any 'variegated' glass beads in this basket?

Although he didn't know why Song Lan asked, Lu Xiang quickly retrieved the photos he had taken.

Song Lan looked at the photos carefully and finally came to the conclusion, Someone returned to the scene after we left and took away all the 'variegated' glass beads.

Small Theater Sixty-Two:

It was a Wednesday, a certain day, a certain year, a certain month, late at night.

Two days have passed since the reinforcements arrived in District 17, and everyone in the camp spent these two days in panic.

Song Lan's whereabouts have been unknown since he went deep into the void to investigate. They were very worried that the minister would become a fanatical believer of the Lord of Pollution like those who disappeared deep in the fog.

And on this night, the advance team was surprised to find Song Lan.

But today, Minister Song looked extremely embarrassed, as if he had just encountered a fierce battle, so that his running movements became a little weird.

It was difficult for the members of the advance team to imagine what kind of terrifying monster it was that could make the minister look like this. From the way he kept looking back, it was easy to see that the monster was probably chasing him.

For a moment, everyone took up arms and prepared for battle.

I'm injured and need to recover.

After leaving such words to the sentries, Song Lan stumbled back to his temporary residence.

He took off his heavy chemical protective clothing and threw the gas mask aside.

He buried himself directly in the quilt, using the thick quilt to build the strongest three-dimensional defense for himself.

But then, he discovered something terrible.

Why is the bed hot?

There should be no members of the advance team occupying his room.

Moreover, he vaguely touched something under the quilt.

For a moment, he thought of the classic scene in the famous horror movie The Grudge.

I heard you were injured.

A familiar face appeared before his eyes, I studied basic medical courses in school.