Xiang Kun is really curious about the progress of the police investigation of Guo Tianxiang. They want to know what cases they are investigating, and they want to know if they found any abnormalities in Guo Tianxiang’s body or found his previous identity.

If there is Guo Tianxiang’s real identity information and his identity before mutation, it can also help Xiang Kun better find out the reason for his mutation.

But you must not put yourself in the sight of the police because of false reports and so on. There are too many hidden dangers, which is not desirable.

Xiang Kun pondered for a while and decided on a compromise solution. Like an ordinary pedestrian, he looked down at his phone while walking slowly along the fence outside the city bureau.

Relying on strong hearing, Xiang Kun did hear a lot of sounds inside the city bureau, and then relied on the ball stuck behind Passat’s butt to locate it, and started searching with it as the target position, but not at all heard the two sitting before He monitored the voice of Guo Tianxiang’s clinic in Passatelli and did not hear other information about Guo Tianxiang’s case.

In this regard, Xiang Kun did not feel much surprise. After all, in the police station, such as interrogation rooms and Conference Hall, there were a lot of soundproofing materials specially made during the decoration, and the sound itself was not so easy to come out.

Moreover, Xiang Kun is now a little far away, and there are various sounds that interfere with it. It is difficult to distinguish which weak sound sources are needed from the weak sound sources without precise positioning.

Xiang Kun walked around the wall outside the city bureau and left without any further stoppages. If he continued to circle, he would be found abnormal.

Xiang Kun took a taxi to the airport again, but instead of leaving by plane, he strolled around the airport to see if he could rely on the airport environment and retrieved Guo Tianxiang’s memories, so he knew he had been there by air. Where.

But after walking around, I didn’t feel anything.

Xiang Kun continuously took a ride to change places in Yangcheng City, and then went to the station at XNUMXam. He booked the earliest train ticket for Yangcheng to return to his city today, and because there are no second-class seats, he can only bear it. First class seat.

Not surprisingly, Xiang Kun was unable to retrieve the corresponding clip from Guo Tianxiang’s memory at the station. However, this cannot be said that Guo Tianxiang has never been in a moving car or airplane, but it is only his memory, not at all obtained by Xiang Kun. After all, Xiang Kun knew very well that Guo Tianxiang and Mi Qiao were traveling by car to the city of ** to Pico Pakachuchu.

It is better to think about mutated creatures such as owls. After finding its habitat based on memory, you can do so if you want to investigate, and you are not afraid of being disturbed or suspected.

On the train, Xiang Kun checked the answers sent by “kasumi in August” and found that both answers were gone, and searched for the ID of “kasumi in August”, which also showed [deregistered]. status.

Is this what Micho realized? Or did you think the bait was useless after you “fished” it and deleted it?

If you only noticed that the police had traced it, the answer seems to be of little relevance. It doesn’t make sense to delete it.

Anyway, in the style of Mickey’s female hacker, when operating this account, she must have concealed her IP. It is not easy to find her based on that account and posting records. Besides, if she can find it, then she can delete it by deleting the answer and canceling the ID.

And the police were looking for them, and they didn’t make sense to pay attention to these two answers. Unless … it was “other vampires” like Xiang Kun, they would pay attention to “kasumi in August” because of these two answers.

Xiang Kun knows that in this era, the longer you post content on the Internet, the harder it is to completely remove it.

Just like the two answers posted by “Kasumi in August”, they have been crawled to his cloud server by a crawler deployed by Xiang Kun. If he wants, he can make a public page for other people to access. The content of this answer naturally reappeared on the Internet.

On the Internet, countless “reptiles” and “spiders” are working all the time. You posted a wrong message, and you thought you would delete it immediately, but no one knows it, but it may have been copied elsewhere.

Just as we often use search engines to search for certain content, this page is not found after clicking in, but you can use the snapshot of the search engine to see the original posted content.

The chapter of the novel you just published found something wrong, and immediately revised or reposted it. However, on some websites, your original version has been crawled and published. You ca n’t delete it if you want to delete it.

The voice of the flight attendant came next to me, thinking, “Sir, your position is not here, it is in another carriage. Please take a ticket.”

He turned around and saw the female flight attendant patiently persuading a male passenger across the aisle.

“There is no one here anyway, what does it matter if I sit down?” The male passenger said very as it should be by rights, without any thought of getting up.

Xiang Kun was understood as soon as he heard it. It is estimated that he bought a second-class seat and ran to the first-class seat to occupy the seat.

He couldn’t help whispering, wasn’t only the online passengers criticized by netizens in the previous paragraph? Why is there anyone doing this? Or is he not much on the Internet, or someone who is not afraid of being exposed?

The flight attendant continued to persuade patiently, telling him that the ticket for this position had been sold, and there was a passenger at the next stop to get in the car, but the other party was still skinny, saying that the and the others came and he let it go.

Listening to the male passenger’s rogue and even a little frivolous and rude tone to the female flight attendant, Xiang Kun couldn’t help a little irritability.

I really want to hit him …

However, Xiang Kun knew that at most he was supporting the flight attendants in two words. Unless the other party first started, otherwise he could not resort to violence. Then he was arrested and detained for a few days. After the drinking period, then The trouble is big.

But he is also not good at speaking out directly, because at that time, there was a verbal conflict with the male passenger. Maybe he did not hold back. Whether it is a direct shot or a “spiritual shock”, it is possible to make things bigger …

Anyway, there were some previous hegemonic incidents. Now the railway section should have its own way of dealing with this kind of thing. The flight attendants advised for a while, and if there was no way, they left first. It might be to go to the police.

After the flight attendant left, the male passenger was still foul-mouthed in his mouth. Xiang Kun lowered his head and rubbed his right hand’s fist with his left hand. He wanted to stop himself from listening to the noise of those noises. attention.

But I really want to hit him …

It may be a large evolution of physical fitness, or it may be a negative effect of drinking blood. Xiang Kun is now experiencing things and subconsciously always wants to solve it with violence. Of course, unless he is “spirited” backlash, his reason can still suppress this impulse.

Suddenly, a bold voice sounded at the back of the car: “Hey! Is your mother’s seat still reasonable? Does your mother have a cheek? A big man, embarrassing little girl, does your mother have a handle? ? “

Xiang Kun’s neck stretched, and he looked back, and saw a big man standing taller than him at the back of the carriage, shouting to the male passenger occupying the seat here in Mandarin with a heavy accent.

The male passenger had no time to react, but the voice of Dahan seemed to be thrown into the firewood and ignited the entire compartment.

“Yeah! You this person is too unqualified!”

“Come on, I take a picture and send him online to make him famous!”

“Yes, let him be famous! Maybe someone who knows him, see what this person has to say when he goes out! What are you looking at? You have no face, no skin, no seed, and then believing or not grandfather strangle you?”

“Yes, hit him! I couldn’t bear it just now! Damn …”

“My mother can’t help it, this rogue product is just going to hit the dead!”

“kill him!”

……

Xiang Kun watched that 80% of the entire passenger compartment stood up, and was so angry that he wanted to kill and kill the male passenger. Even a seven- or eight-year-old boy followed his gaze at the male passenger.

This response isn’t this too ridiculous?

This seat is almost like a murderer.

Then he immediately realized that this seemed to be his own pot?

Unintentionally “emotional assimilation” again?


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