Time-Limited Hunt

Anxious emotions floated among the crowd. As the buses managed by the on-board system were all suspended, students who stayed on the platform and could not return home complained. Many people on the street raised their conductors and tried to reconnect the signals in the chaos.

There was no wind tonight. Everyone was opening the window. The driver stuck in the way was honking his horn. A grumpy man first stepped out of the window and shouted to the front: "Is it dead in front? Move!"

The driver in front also squeezed out, shouting to the back: "Is blind? The green light is not on!"

The two sides are preparing to pinch at a distance, and the other side suddenly emerges a sports car, without waiting for the driver to take back the body, the car jumped past like an arrow, and brought a strong wind. His face was gray. When the driver recovered, he hadn't had time to scold, and the car was gone.

The accelerometer in the car has been turning, and the scenery on both sides is so blurred that there is only a shadow. Yan Jun Xun often used this car to challenge the limit, but he never took the co-pilot!

"Warning, speeding. Warning, being—"

Yan Junxun had a bad hunch, reached out and grabbed the seat belt, and the entire body was going to cross in the next second. When the pendant in the car hit the windshield, Yan Junxun felt that he was about to hit the door. After waiting for this curve, he still looked at the scene outside the car window.

Shi Shanyan played steadily in the next straight driving, and had leisurely asked Yan Junxun: "Have you seen the animation of the initial d?"

This guy likes to chat regardless of occasion!

"I have," Yan Junxun tightened his seat belt. He squeezed his voice through his teeth, "Comic!"

Shi Shanyan whistle to celebrate. His way of expressing his mood is very simple, especially in terms of pleasure.

The exhaust system of a sports car whines because of its speed, and the headlights are like falling stars in the dark. The timer at the end of the conductor is beating the numbers quickly, and the slight "beep" sound is also urging Yan Junxun to make his heart beat faster.

The car drove into the dangerous section, and all the surrounding whistle, scream, and quarreling sounds poured back in an instant, exploding in Yan Junxun's ear. The street lights are on and off, so that the vehicles rushing on the road surface seem to be hiding in the black (color) reef.

Danger!

Yan Jun sought to tighten his seat belt and watched the taxi pass by himself.

Shi Shanyan's steering wheel was played in time, and he had a kind of accurate precision in predicting. He laughed in his long-lost freedom, not feeling dangerous.

At this moment the system went out of business, and the "No Pass" sign has been raised on the road. After a few minutes of chaos, private cars tried their best to avoid to the sides to avoid traffic accidents.

"I have a bad signal now," an uncle whispered back to his wife. "It's really a bad signal!"

He didn't finish this sentence, just watched a sports car pass by. He immediately retracted his neck, and then heard a loud noise of "　". The other party directly broke the "No Pass" sign and flew towards the front.

20 minutes is too long, enough adrenal hormones soar. Shi Shanyan shifted and speeded up, as if to take Yan Junxun through this confusing dream. At this moment, as long as he makes a mistake, the two can immediately end the game and die together.

Suddenly the positioning mark of the lunatic moved.

"He got down to the parking lot," Su Heting didn't pay attention to what the two of them were doing. He just wanted to be an emotional broadcast machine. "You better stop him at the door."

The mouse shone on the map, it moved quickly, and it didn't take too long to go downstairs. The commercial buildings are lined up, and the tunnels in the parking lot are all designed in a ring shape. Shi Shanyan (dry gan) was crisp and sharp, and drove the car directly into the tunnel, rushing towards the underground parking lot in the sound of a series of tire slips.

Yan Junxun felt that the windshield was in front of the wall. He had to tighten the seat belt all the time to avoid the illusion of being thrown out.

"He is driving here," Su Heting raised his voice. "You will see him soon, are you happy?!"

Yan Junxun couldn't hear Su Heting's voice at all, until the "buzzing" of the sports car broke through the darkness, and the rear violently flicked the arc on the relatively empty ground, causing him to hit the seat back hard in the brakes. This time-consuming (thorn ci) journey is considered to be temporarily suspended.

Shi Shanyan looked at the front, the windshield was illuminated by the headlights on the opposite side, and he also lit the headlights to the other side. Everyone blinked at each other, and no one could see clearly.

The sports car stopped, but did not stop. The arrogant roar is classified as a low force, and the "beep" sound of the timer is particularly prominent at this moment, just like the high heels hidden in the galloping horses, stepping sharply on everyone's eardrums.

This crazy man's car is the third generation of pure black, which is relatively new in the parking area. The on-board system of this car is very accommodating (sexuality), and the degree of freedom that can be set is also higher than some indoor systems in the parking area. The lunatic should cherish this car very much, wipe it very dry, and the head of the car is bright enough to reflect.

The two sides were facing each other in the car, the shadow of the sports car dragging behind, like a cheetah ready to go.

"Hello--" The madman greeted Yan Junxun and Shi Shanyan with the oldest loudspeaker. His fingers jumped on the steering wheel, and his toes stepped on the open space without a single click, saying, "You are so fast."

Yan Junxun turned his head slightly, trying to see the full picture of the madman through the dazzling headlights.

The loudspeaker may be used for waste, sometimes good or bad, making the madman's voice intermittent and strange, like a tear.

"Yan Junxun, you see, these people don't care about us at all, but you **** follow them (dry gan)." The madman behaves differently from the phone, he is no longer so irritable, but has a wonderful calmness .

Do not.

Yan Junxun eased his breath.

not us.

"You must be thinking,'It's not us'," the madman bit his tongue gently, and then made that kind of laughter, "Don't be stupid, don't hold on to hope, you are a kind of person in Fu Chenghui's eyes. He lets hackers Hidden in your indoor system, quietly monitoring you, but you seem to be docile, without any resistance." The madman said here, he did not forget to greet Su Heting, with a tone of discussion, said , "Hello, hacker, can you cross the Inspectorate system to turn off regional monitoring, is it because of your power, or because of the privileges of Black Panther? No need to answer me, we all have answers in our hearts."

The number on the timer jumped to "11", and the jump in seconds was like a small steel ball that couldn't be caught.

The madman held the steering wheel in his hand, and he exaggeratedly said, "You guys want to grab me, try it."

When Shi Shanyan stepped on the clutch, the throttle boomed and the engine speed immediately increased. The sports car roared against the ground and rushed out to the opposite side in the moment he was in gear.

The distance between the two workshops narrowed quickly. The madman reversed the car immediately, and was knocked over when turning the direction. The car body rubbed against the pillar of the parking lot and scraped the toll device above. The toll collection device automatically alarmed and sparks burst before the red light had been on for a few seconds.

The lunatic laughed loudly in the car, turned his body out of the way, and ran past the speed bump towards the other tunnel. Shi Shanyan licked his canine teeth and chased after him.

The underground parking lot has a large area and a "back" design as a whole, and there are many right-angle bends. The lunatic is not very good at drag racing, and often rubs against the wall when turning, scraping the paint on the door.

"Out of the tunnel in 80 seconds," Su Heting said, "pay attention to the cars and pedestrians on the ground."

The maniac was hit by Shi Shanyan when he exited the tunnel. His broken car door was scraped to the wall again, but he was driving like a drunk, and continued to open by rubbing against the wall, squeezing out the tunnel, breaking the railing in front, and directly Drive towards the square where people flow.

"Let Jiang Lian disperse the crowd," Yan Junxun shouted to the conductor, "This **** is a lunatic!"

As soon as Yan Junxun's words fell, the police siren on the side of the square rang loudly. Jiang Li held an old-fashioned loudspeaker who did not know where to find it, and shouted to the square: "Prepare for the drill, all evacuate--!"

The berth area will also be prepared for war drills during wartime. This is a required course for residents a few years ago, and they must be tested for further studies. At this moment, the police siren surrounded the square, the electric horn shouted, and people had earaches. The members of the Inspectorate Bureau maintained the evacuation of pedestrians.

The madman stepped on the accelerator and, while passing the Peace Statue in the center of the square, reached out a hand from the car window and shot at the dove-style headlight in the palm of the Peace Statue.

The pigeon lamp immediately splashed around, the pedestrian underneath could not avoid the flash, was smashed by the broken lamp, and the scream broke out immediately. The otherwise orderly crowd immediately fell into panic after hearing gunshots and bursts.

The madman yelled in the car like a drive, rammed with a loudspeaker: "This is a declaration of war, let the Black Panther and Fu Chenghui die! The system will eventually rule the world!"

The timer jumps to "8".

Su Heting commented: "This guy--"

He didn't finish talking, and the call was suddenly cut off. The lights on the square were fully turned on in an instant. Before midnight, the fountain appeared with the lights, causing the chaotic crowd to be splashed with water, and the panic covered the audience in an instant.

Jiang Li was not spared standing beside the car, and his glasses were all tainted by the powerful fountain water. He was half wet, unable to see clearly in front of him, screaming everywhere. He said something, but found that the horn was broken.

The advertising light screens around the square were all turned on. Before the female star came to the camera, the picture was cut into a vague basement.

"I was wronged--" Huo Qingjun's voice resounded through the buildings, his despair stuck in his throat, and his voice had changed tone, like a trapped beast desperate. He patted the camera with his hands, his glasses fell off, his hair was messy, and he cried out in the sawing voice: "I don't have--"

The picture suddenly turned into a cartoon for children.

"(Fuck cao)\Your mother!" Su Heting called back, angry, "He has foreign aid, some people are attacking..."

The call was disconnected again, and the cartoon on the square light screen also appeared to freeze, and Huo Qingjun's face flashed from time to time.

"Turn on the wartime shield mode," Jun suddenly returned to normal and appeared in Park Lin's ear. "Repeat, request to turn on the wartime shield mode." A few seconds later, Jun said, "The shield mode failed and cannot resist external intrusion. Request to cooperate with 7-006 to handle emergency situations!"

The situation in the square has been messed up, and the lunatics are not only rampant, but also have mental problems. Shi Shanyan has already caught up with the madman. He put pressure on the madman while he was in parallel, and forced the madman into the blind road of no one. The two cars bumped into the door during the rubbing.

Yan Junxun unfastened the seat belt and grabbed the door handle on the side.

"Come on," the madman provoked Shi Shanyan, "bumped--"

Halfway through his words, Shi Shanyan slammed into him. The reversing mirror was scrapped immediately, the lunatic didn't (pull) steer the steering wheel, the head turned to the flower bed next to it in the impact, and the lights were shattered. He braked the car and flew the trash can by flicking his tail.

Shi Shanyan adjusted his direction and bumped into the side again while the lunatic had not stabilized. This time the madman's hat was knocked out of the window directly, the door was concaved as if it was run over, and the system warnings inside had shut up.

The lunatic fell into a brief flameout, and he heard the door of the sports car open during the restart. He kicked the bike hard and the door on the back side was opened. The madman reopened, the rear door swayed in the air, and Yan Junxun was almost overwhelmed by the speed of the starting place. The lunatic yelled: "To die..."

Yan Junxun protruded his arm from the rear, stuck the throat of the madman, and nailed him to the driving seat. The madman couldn’t breathe well, the car crashed into Shi Shanyan in the reverse direction, the doors that were not closed were squeezed and deformed, the windows on both sides shattered in an instant, and Yan Junxun was smashed into his arm by the broken glass fragments.

The madman drove in one hand and grabbed the gun in the other. He fired a shot at the windshield. The third-generation windshield of pure black was claimed to be bulletproof. In this gun, it was not broken. The bouncer shot back in the car and hit the seat beside Yan Junxun's shoulder. . The door on the left is broken, and the lunatic wants to throw Yan Junxun out. The tires of the car are close to the edge of the narrow road, and the brake is pressed in the direction of the sudden rotation. Xing Xing takes Yan Junxun the whole body. Throw them all to the left.

The madman's car showed no line shaking, he couldn't move Yan Junxun stuck his arm, he squeezed out a laugh from his throat: "Yan Junxun...... Yan Junxun!" he cried, "I'm not The first one is not the last one!"

Yan Junxun's side face was against the back of the driver's seat, and he finally saw the face of the madman from the inside mirror of the car. The lunatic is drawn like a clown, the outline is very similar to him.

"Hello," the lunatic opened his eyes wide and greeted with excitement, "You-good-ah-Yan-Jun-Xun!" He raised his gun, and the muzzle was under his right eye. "Unfortunately, I don't have moles of tears. I really envy you. Artemis gave you a brain that transcends the vulgar, but you are used to tumble in the quagmire with the beast. You are really boring, but I don't have a relationship, I will save you."

The lunatic is very much like Yan Junxun. He seems to be making up his appearance in the same way as Yan Junxun. His black hair dangled his eyes, looking at Shi Shanyan who was parallel with himself, (toothed) smiling.

"He looks so beautiful!" said the madman frantically. "It's a beautiful baby. I'm lucky to be a bit more than others. Are you right?"

The third generation of pure black has lost control, and the lunatics let the car crash like a headless fly. He laughed, released his hand holding the steering wheel, and grabbed Yan Junxun instead.

There are only ten seconds left in the countdown.

"You look at yourself," the lunatic raised his muzzle, against his eyebrows, and said to Yan Junxun in the car's endoscope, "Your end."

(Fuck cao).

Yan Junxun heard himself say.

"(Fuck cao)!"

The lunatic fired.

Yan Junxun couldn't see clearly, and the splashing blood almost wet his eyes. He heard the sound of the timer change to the sound of a stopwatch, which eventually turned into the sound of pouring rain. He felt his face was hot, and he didn't know whether it was the paint of the lunatic or the blood of the lunatic. The ordered thoughts in his head were shattered, as if he had returned to his once empty square.

The timer uttered the sound of "di-", and the car broke through the block in the bumps and drove towards the end. The light screen of the commercial building suddenly exploded with virtual fireworks full of screen in the sound of chaos and fright, and the brilliant light covered everyone, as if it had just completed a long-planned celebration.

The direction of the car was unknown, scraping the low roadside and rushing to the corner pergola. Under the shed are tables, chairs and benches, as well as beer bottles accumulated in a "pin" shape.

"Jumping!" Shi Shanyan woke Yan Junxun.

Yan Junxun took the madman’s gun while retracting his arm, jumped down and rolled to the ground just before the car hit the pergola. The beer bottle under the pergola burst into pieces the next second, and amber (colored) wine splashed around. The tire ran **** the broken glass bottle, and carried on with the table and chairs. There are still people on the sidewalk, and there are people in the car parked in the front. Shi Shan extended the steering wheel and pushed the car hard against the side wall, pressing it against the telephone pole on the street corner.

The windshield of the third generation of pure black is fine, but the front cover is seriously sunken. The whole car made a cry, stopped with smoke, and the sports car followed the side brakes around the corner.

The virtual fireworks on the square are still playing. Yan Junxun lay on the ground covered with glass **** and gasped. The madman's final eyes were still in his head. After a moment, Yan Junxun opened his eyes, stood up, and wiped the blood on his face with a t-shirt. He buried his indistinct blood or sweat face in his t-shirt, and whispered, "Shit."

***

Two hours later, Yan Junxun sat in the investigation room.

"The identity of the deceased is unknown," Kuan knew the seriousness of the problem (sexuality), and said, "We can't find his personal data, nor his entry and exit records, but I will contact other regional investigation systems to search."

"You are chasing too fast," Park Lin looked at Yan Junxun, with an observing gaze, "You should talk to us first."

His tone was not to blame, but it was not like advice.

Jiang Li's conduction device has been ringing. He handles the continuous greetings and writes a report to Fu Chenghui. Finally, he finally smashed the conduction device in his frustration.

"Can we find the murderer tonight? The video is all on the light screen, and Huo Qingjun shouted injustice in front of thousands of people," Jiang Lian opened his hands to them. "As a result, we didn't even find the murderer's shadow."

Yan Junxun just rushed his head in the bathroom and sat on a chair covered with a towel from the Inspectorate. His clothes were very dirty, blood stained everywhere.

"This case doesn't look like an ordinary murder (sha killing) case now," Park Lin looked at his record book. "You can continue to ask the profiler, maybe he can directly solve the case with a flash of light."

"Park Lin," Wen Wen dissuaded, "Don't do that."

"Should I say something I shouldn't say?" Park Lin looked up. "I'm sorry, I was offended."

"You can ask Cheng Lixin." Yan Junxun hasn't felt (sleeping Shui) for a long time. He knows Pu Lin's resistance to his emotions. But he couldn't lose his temper, he was already embarrassed tonight.

"Ask him who is the murderer?" Park Lin looked at Yan Junxun. "We have already asked."

"There is also a mother," Yan Junxun's hair was dripping on his pants. "The victim's data were all leaked from Yang Yu. The murderer, like Cheng Lixin, is the person his mother often contacts. Her relatives……"

Yan Junxun didn't want to say that, he could feel Park Lin's dissatisfaction.

"Jun is already checking." Park Lin looked back, "we are not fools."

Yes.

Others are not fools, is it necessary for him to remind Yan Jun again and again?

Yan Junxun remained silent until Pu Lin and they left the investigation room. This room can be seen from the outside. He knows that the past members are watching him. He is a strange specimen in a glass bottle.

Yan Junxun pulled down the towel and blocked his face by wiping the water, not wanting to be so clear about things outside the door.

"You have unlocked Shi Shanyan's shackles," Jiang Lian knocked on the keyboard, and he was contemplating the report, and he was so disappointed. "Jun Xun, I told you, don't undo his shackles."

Yan Junxun did not answer.

"You have to give me a clear and clear report, tell me and tell Fu Chenghui what happened here (fafa) and what happened to the lunatic. Tonight (fafa) had a trampling accident and many people were injured The masses reacted violently, and I still had to deal with the media. 7-006 must be punished. He acted arrogantly and disrupted our steps. If, I said if, if he did not turn off—"

"Huo Qingjun won't show up?" Yan Junxun ripped off the towel. "You gave trust to an anti-social madman, but he was punished 7-006," he looked at Jiang Li, his eyes deep, "7-006 Implemented the optimal plan, even if he did not turn off the regional system, the madman would put Huo Qingjun on the public light screen, he came for these things. He called to expose (to expose himself), tonight for these It’s a foreshadowing. Do you really think that the main system of the parking area can resist this invasion? Don’t joke, even if the main system of the parking area is the third generation of Artemis’ remaining data development, it is not Artemis. "

The investigation room was quiet and the atmosphere was a bit embarrassing.

"I can release Shi Shanyan's shackles anytime and anywhere," Yan Junxun held the towel and stood up. "We are partners."

***

Shi Shanyan was sitting in a chair and was about to (sleep Shui). The light on the opposite side illuminated him, he said: "Turn off, don't let me say it a second time."

The prosecutor of Guangtong Office turned off the lights and sat opposite Shi Shanyan. He was just a projection, and when he was called late at night to detect that Shan Yan was not normal.

"I thought you did something here," the inspector yawned. "As a result, you just drove the train with your new friend."

"Tell them that I am normal," Shi Shanyan leaned against the back of the chair, "Let me go out."

"We have to go through the process," the inspector motioned him to be restless. The report on the desk nodded and asked according to the rules. "Are you (killing sha)?"

"No," Shi Shanyan looked at him. "The wound identification can prove that he is self-killing."

"Um... yes," the inspector scanned the report. "You are only responsible for driving."

Shi Shanyan wanted to end this mentally handicapped question and answer as soon as possible. He was very annoyed, but he couldn’t see it on his face. He even laughed: "I am only responsible for driving, my partner 7-001 is responsible for handling major troubles, I am here It’s just a horse,” he turned the lighter. “We’re looking for the murderer, not guilty of absconding.”

"Your mood is very general." The inspector called Xie Zhanshu. He has no special features except for his appearance. He longs to look forward to working in the Guangtong Office, where he is the inspector and the prison guard. He glanced

Shi Shanyan said, "It seems that 7-001 is a good partner, he will let you care about it."

"We love Jin Jian," Shi Shanyan stopped and turned the lighter. "Tell Fu Chenghui that I felt strong friendship, so it is no longer a pervert."

"I will report it truthfully." Xie Zhushu took a pen and drew a few circles on the report. "How is the body recently?"

"Health," Shi Shanyan turned his head too far, listening to the footsteps in the corridor, and suddenly said, "... (sleeping Shui) is not very good. The room they provided me was the same garbage as in the place."

"Really," Xie Zhushu continued to draw circles, he did not like to laugh, "Do you still watch cartoons?"

"Look," Shi Shanyan held his head. "But I want to read comics more recently."

"If conditions permit, you can look at it," Xie Zhushu glanced at the time intentionally or unintentionally, and there was a minute before he paused and said, "Do I need some advice for you?"

Shi Shanyan said: "No need."

"As early as possible (sleep Shui)," Xie Zhenshu asked himself and answered, "Your index finger training is over-standard. Early (sleep Shui) helps you return to normal, and at the same time communicate more with your partner." Xie Zhushu said Put the pen (cha) back in place and look straight ahead. The official said, "The inspection time is over, bye."

Time is just stuck on the spot, no more no less. Xie Zhushu didn't talk nonsense, and didn't need Shi Yanyan to answer. He turned off the projection and disappeared.

***

Yan Junxun sat on the bench and drank beer, but the couple stopped. The beer reminded him of his experience tonight, especially the face of the lunatic.

"Excessive drinking is detrimental to health." Shi Shanyan reached out from behind, picked up the beer in Yan Junxun's hand, and smelled it before his nose.

Yan Junxun did not look back and said, "You can ask Jiang Lian to change your dormitory for you."

"What's the difference?" Shi Shanyan sat down next to Yan Junxun and threw the beer into the trash can. "All the rooms in the separation area belong to me. I still follow the system (sleep Shui) every night."

There are no people on this floor. They are facing away from the light screen of the hall and can see the glass windows in front of the aisle. The night sky outside the window was silent, only the lonely moon.

"Have you ever talked to someone (sleeping Shui)?" Yan Junxun looked at Shi Shanyan, like asking "Are you hungry now".

Shi Shanyan also looked at him and asked, "What do you think?"

Both of them are smelly and sweaty, and sitting together is like a brother and a brother, and no one dislikes anyone. But Shi Shanyan is very strange. He seems to be hard to make people feel his embarrassment. Unless he wants to, he just wears his clothes and makes others feel that he is experiencing life.

"(Shui Shui) ever." Yan Junxun said.

Shi Shanyan slightly leaned over her body, so she could watch Yan Junxun better. He rubbed his cheek with his index finger and said, "Are you envious or want to try it?"

Yan Junxun observed Shi Shanyan, and after a while said, "You haven't (sleeped in Shui) deceived ghosts."

"It's dangerous to discuss this matter with adults," Shi Shanyan's eyes didn't attack (sexual xing), he seemed to be reinvented, and he was concentrating on being a good person. "You need to hug more than doing \love."

Artemis will not hold Yan Junxun, only Fat Club, but more often he needs to be alone. When he crosses a certain age group, he is left in the world, and everyone lives outside.

Shi Shanyan raised his hand and covered Yan Junxun's head. He moved closer and said, "You can crave the temperature of others, but don't expect too much, because most people have cold qualities, and they can break your fantasy."

Yan Junxun was depressed, he frowned and stared at Shi Shanyan.

"You walk on the road like this is like a sheep," Shi Shanyan slid his hand. He gently pushed Yan Junxun's mouth with his forefinger and whispered, "It's not easy to do \love."

Yan Junxun was pushed out with a stiff smile, he tilted his head away from his face, avoiding Shi Shanyan's touch. Shi Shanyan is like a devil who wants to lead him astray, always carrying delicious candy.

Unwilling (to reveal) timidness, Yan Jun walked fiercely around Shi Shanyan's face and said, "I know."

Shi Shanyan withdrew his hand and asked, "Can we go now?"

"No," Yan Junxun looked at the stairs. "No one can explain why the deceased looks like me."

Shi Shanyan replied: "He praises you for being beautiful."

Yan Junxun said, "Go **** pretty."

"Go **** pretty..." Shi Shanyan laughed loudly, resting his arm on the bench, and asked, "Can this piece smoke?"

"No." Yan Jun looked at the word "smoking ban" not far away.

"Then give me a lollipop." Shi Shanyan didn't know what he was going to measure, he peeled the paper after getting the sugar, "Tell me your thoughts," he included the lollipop in the import, "I guess they temporarily I don't want to communicate with you very much."

"The lunatic who died tonight is not the lunatic in the recording." Yan Junxun smelled the sweetness of litchi, his hand was empty in his trouser pocket (touching Mo), and he looked at Shi Shanyan involuntarily. Shi Shanyan's mouth is the last one.

Shi Shanyan took out the sugar and asked seriously: "Return you?"

"No." Yan Junxun replied.

Shi Shanyan sent the sugar back to his mouth, biting and asked, "How did you find out he wasn't the "madman" in the recording?"

"When he was talking to me," Yan Junxun leaned back slightly, and raised his head slightly. The light on the top made him dizzy. "It sounds more irritable than the recording, and the wording is different... he is in The parking lot was calm when we saw us."

"Then you found that he didn't wear a ring," Shi Shanyan concluded, "how boring this fool is."

That's right, the "lunatic" tonight did not wear a ring. When he grabbed Yan Junxun's arm with his hand, Yan Junxun found that he didn't even wear a ring on his finger. He was not like the one behind the scenes, but more like a bomb that was thrown out, successfully mixing the water.

The lunatic had just had dinner when he called, and that should be his last meal. He didn't live in the business district at all. He opened his teeth and claws on the phone just to let the location be discovered. From carefully selected murder victims to sao**m tonight, they form a complete circle.

"Public opinion will explode tomorrow," Yan Junxun felt sleepy in dizziness. "He mentioned Black Panther and Fu Chenghui in the square, and said that the system will rule the world."

These are all parking areas. The key is that he also copied Yan Junxun's appearance, which reminded Yan Junxun of the recent information exposure.

If Su Heting didn't turn off the system monitoring in time tonight, the lunatic might put that face in the mirror, and Yan Junxun would be unable to put off allegations of public opinion. Because the three words Black Panther, Anti-social and System are linked together, even if Fu Chenghui and the Inspectorate can confirm that the madman is not related to Yan Jun, it will be used as an excuse to dissuade the masses. The fear of Black Panther and Fu Chenghui in the region to be developed by the League is not short-term, and Fu Chenghui’s consistent political image is not approachable enough. At this point in the case, Yan Junxun has discovered that it is beyond his jurisdiction.

Compared to Fu Chenghui, Yan Junxun cares more about the words the madman shouts. He said "I am not the first nor the last", what does this mean? There may also be a second and a third of such frenzied guys.

"He knows something about Artemis," Yan Junxun closed his eyes and replayed the madman's appearance before (killing Sha) over and over again. "He also knows something about me."

Counterfeit goods, smelly ditch, pretend.

Yan Junxun's ear echoed the sound of rain. These rain sounds have appeared too frequently recently, as if to imply that he is a little out of control. He tried to cover the rain with the sound of writing on the blackboard, but the information in his head was too complicated, squeezing Yan Junxun so that he could not handle his emotions well.

This is your end.

The lunatic hit the gun and repeated the nightmare.

Yan Junxun, this is your end.

"　!"

Suddenly a glass was shattered in the hall, and the sound blew into Yan Junxun's ear, making him a little conscious and instantly sober. The shock (thorn ci) that suddenly woke up stimulated (chest xiong) mouth, making his heart beat a bit fast.

Shi Shanyan bit the crushed sugar and looked at the hall.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Li came out of the door and asked.

The video on the central light screen zoomed in, and a familiar basement appeared.

"Why are you lying?" A rubber-gloved hand pressed Liu Chen's head to make him look at the camera, a woman's voice, "How can you lie on the news!"

"Ten minutes ago this video came out of Liu Chen's chat room and was reprinted by various accounts," An said to Jiang Li. "We need to take immediate action to stop the video from spreading and find Liu Chen before she starts. "

The lens is very blurry and has the same effect as Huo Qingjun. Liu Chen's face reached the camera. He had just woken up from a coma and was unconscious.

"You (killed Sha) Huo Qingjun," the woman raised Liu Chen's head and pointed him towards the camera, "you are the worst, you, you and He Zhiguo," her incomprehensible anger poured out at this moment, "you Teamed up (killed sha) with me, (killed sha) with my daughter, and (killed sha) Huo Qingjun! You are not human!"

The camera shook and fell to the ground, and the video stopped abruptly, as if it had been stepped on.

Yan Junxun saw the shoes when the picture was still. The sneakers were very old, not tolerant to dirt, and had not been washed much. The shoe size exceeded the size of an ordinary female (sexual), more like a pair of men's shoes.

The steel bombs in Yan Junxun's head were rolling all over the ground. They collided with each other and then connected together, forming a clear line.

His guess is completely correct, it is this woman!

"Wake up Cheng Lixin," Yan Junxun stood up. "He must know this woman."