My Doomsday Territory Chapter 379
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Chapter 379: 379
Night, very quiet .
Few people on the street except the Heiliang Security Bureau awakeners who occasionally patrolled passing by .
On the sides of the road are not sourced street lights, but ordinary electric street lights . The Pingliang Power Supply Bureau increased the supply voltage and made the electric street lights barely available . But at a glance, eight street lights were still dim . One or two, the dim yellow light flickered, it seemed that it might go out at any time .
Such street lights are replaced once every two to three days .
Only active street lights can last .
The full moon hanging in the sky gradually disappeared behind the clouds, and the bright moonlight was covered, and the night was darker .
Several streets separated from the orphanage in question .
Sun Yu, Cai Jiajia and several others, have replaced the props prepared by Cheng Wei .
The uniform black cloak covered his body, and he could not see men and women . Everyone wore a mask on his face, but the masks were different, but they were all fancy . . .
“Why should I wear a pig face mask!”
A female apprentice touched the big pig nose protruding from her mask with a deep voice in her voice .
Nian Chengwei touched the monk’s face mask he wore, and coughed, “I didn’t find the props, and I was very tired . “
Looking at other apprentices, monkey faces, sand monks faces, and horse faces . . .
This is a set of masks for Journey to the West . In order to make up for five people, a horse face was specially added . Several funny masks made him want to laugh .
However, as a liaison and examiner, he is also the head of the Pingliang Intelligence Department . Nian Chengwei cannot laugh, and must maintain a serious look:
“It’s just a prop to hide identity . Anyway, no one knows who is under the mask anyway . . . Anyway, hurry up and act!”
A roadmap for action has long been drawn up, rushing straight from the side of the orphanage . . . sneaking in .
Several people from Sun Yu drifted down from the high-rise building, stepped on the outside edge of the building, and made rapid progress in mid-air .
From a distance, you can see the teaching building on the side of the orphanage, with bright light inside, and the awakening of the patrolling security bureau .
The surrounding area is empty . There is still a gap of more than thirty meters between the teaching building and the nearest building .
Sun Yu grabbed the window anti-theft net with one hand, and his body was suspended in midair . With the other hand, he took out the hook rope that had been prepared, and his wrist trembled . The hook flew steadily with the rope . On the roof of the teaching building .
On the other side of the hook rope, Sun Yu quickly threw it to her companions, who tied them to the anti-theft network .
At this time, Sun Yu had already stepped on a dangling rope, like a ghost, and went straight to the roof of the teaching building opposite .
Nian Chengwei, wearing a mask of Tang Seng, nodded indiscriminately .
It seems immature in formulating plans, but it is fast and clear-cut, and it is indeed the target of training in Wu Guan .
. . .
The rooftop of the teaching building, as an important place overlooking the entire playground, has three security bureau awakeners stationed on the rooftop .
One of them yawned, “I don’t know how many days I have to keep it, obviously I’m not on the night shift, staying up late is a man’s natural enemy!”
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Aside, the awakener holding a flashlight gave a ‘oh, shemale’ glance . Suddenly he paused and looked at the other two: “Did you hear anything?”
“The playground is still busy . You can hear clearly . “
“No, the sound seems to come from the other side . . . forget me to look at it, standing for a long time is not conducive to blood circulation, or go away . “
Holding a flashlight, he walked slowly to the other side of the roof .
Drowsiness made his brain dull .
The flickering light of the flashlight illuminated the distance, and a dark shadow flashed in his sight .
As the same pot of water poured down, drowsiness disappeared instantly .
The awakening of the Security Bureau stabbed out of the rooftop, there was no shadow . . . Only an empty rope, constantly shaking under the light of a flashlight .
‘I want to suffer! ’
He secretly said that his mouth was open and he was about to shout, but his throat was locked, and his back was hit hard, and the whole person passed out .
. . .
Putting down the soft awakener in his hand, Sun Yu looked at the other side of the rooftop . The other two awakeners stationed were facing away from him, facing the playground, talking in a low voice .
Did not notice the situation here .
He shook his head, walked behind the two of them, put his fingers together into a knife, and stabbed twice . . .
After ten seconds,
Three members of the Pingliang Security Bureau, who were unconscious, were dragged to the side of the roof and leaned against the corner of the wall .
Cai Jiajia also followed the rope and came to the rooftop . The last person untied the rope buckle tied to the anti-theft network . With the help of the companion pulling the rope on the rooftop of the teaching building, they flew onto the rooftop, and they landed silently .
“The first step sneaked in . ” Sun Yu walked to the edge of the rooftop and went down . “Fights mostly occur in the playground, which is also the focus area of our investigation . . . There are currently six people on the playground, but it is not critical . The playground is empty and uncovered . Objects are easily found by the awakenings upstairs— “
“So all is stunned . “
Cai Jiajia waved her pink fist and saw that Sun Yu had knocked out the three, and she couldn’t wait .
This infiltration has excited her .
Assassin who can’t open the matchless is not a good mage!
. . .
There are two teaching buildings, both of which are six floors . Not every floor has awakeners stationed, but the number is quite large, with a total of twenty or thirty .
If so many people get together or are close to each other, it is almost impossible for Sun Yu and Cai Jiajia to solve it silently—the awakeners of the Pingliang Security Bureau are not weak hands .
But now, these twenty or thirty people are divided into several teams, two or three are less, and four or five are more, scattered in all directions on all floors, not to mention that they have five . . . four people, even if there is only one person, it can be Solve it easily .
Dive in without pressure .
Just one minute later, they solved all the awakening resident in the teaching building, several people on the playground, and their sneak attack . . . Under the force of violence, they were knocked out without resistance, and even the Xitian five-member group . Failed to see the mask .
Several of Sun Yu were relieved .
Looking around, some of the corpses were taken away, but the traces were not cleared away . There were several ground cracks on the playground, and the dry blood stained the weeds to brown-red .
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You can vaguely identify what happened on the night when the cult attacked .
“It seems . . . it’s a one-sided fight . ” Cai Jiajia said .
Nian Chengwei nodded, “Just because of the overwhelming power of the cult, there were no traces left that night, which brought great difficulty to the investigation, and modern scientific and technological methods could hardly find clues . “
“What about those who have the ability? Pingliang has tens of thousands of awakeners, and they must have special abilities that are good at tracking or investigating . “
“There are indeed . . . Pingliang brought in a person with the ability to trace back and reproduced the scene of the night . “
Nian Chengwei stared at the dark red blood on the ground, swept from one end of the playground to the other, and shook his head afterwards . “In the scene, it is no different from the analysis and judgment . A group of cult members wearing black robes can take less than time . In one minute, the guards and instructors of the orphanage were resolved, and there was no major movement . When the aftermath, the members of the security patrol around the area found that they had gone . “
“Backtracking is not a panacea, it is expensive, and it is difficult to find where to go because of the powerful strength of the cultists . . . Three days later, the cultists may have returned to their nests . “
Nian Chengwei shook his head and looked at the apprentice, “So, do you have any opinions?”
Several people shook their heads neatly .
After the meeting, Cai Jiajia walked to the playground near the teaching building, next to a dead body that was not taken away .
A cordon was drawn around this body, and Cai Jiajia did not approach it blindly, but just stood nearby to observe .
The corpse was full of sores and holes, as if pierced by dense needles . It had long lost sight of its original appearance, and the death was terrifying . Perhaps because of this, the corpse was preserved—the Security Bureau wanted to determine the identity of the killer through the dead—if the cult is hidden in the shelter, it has a clear identity, a senior awakening, and a special The ability to lock each other easily .
But three days passed .
杳 No news . . . Either the Pingliang Security Bureau hid the news too well, or the ability to shoot was hidden in the dark and an unknown master .
“Can you psychic?” Sun Yu came over and asked .
Cai Jiajia shook her head . “Deadly . If it is within a few hours, the spirit has not completely dissipated, I can still communicate some news, but now . . . “
She walked around the playground, staying for a while beside all the bodies that were not taken away:
“Three days have passed and all the corpses have lost their spirit . . . but this is also expected . “
Cai Jiajia is not frustrated .
Her abilities are psychic, very special and extremely rare .
You can communicate with the “spirit”, obtain information, and even make the “spirit” for your own use .
Man has spirit .
Plants and spirits .
Everything has a spirit .
However, in the early days of the last days, the spirit disappeared only a few minutes after death, and the spirits of the trees, mountains, and rivers were faintly invisible, and the psychics at that time were just waste material capabilities .
With the increase in the concentration of source gas between heaven and earth, Cai Jiajia was pleasantly surprised to find that the “spirit” of everything has strengthened a lot .
The ability to communicate with the Spirit has finally come into play .
Cai Jiajia looked around, and finally her eyes fell on a huge banyan tree near the flag raising platform .
The banyan tree has a large trunk, which can be embraced by two or three people holding hands . The entire banyan tree is almost the height of a school building, and its dense branches and leaves cover a small playground .
-There is no doubt that the banyan tree can grow so lush after eating hormones in the last days .
Cai Jiajia walked in and stretched out her hand against the trunk .
Close your eyes tightly and your eyelashes quiver gently .
A few minutes passed . When others were anxious, Cai Jiajia opened her eyes . The bright eyes were enough to illuminate the surroundings .
“The direction of the cult is this way . “
The psychic is complete .
On the other side, Nian Chengwei took out a lot of detection crystals, took photos of them, and recorded the situation on the scene .
Seeing no more clues in the orphanage, several people left in the direction of the clues Cai Jiajia communicated from the Spirit of the Banyan Tree .
Only one place left, members of the Security Bureau lying sideways .
Some two people hugged each other and hugged each other, one up and the other down .
A few minutes later, another member of the Security Bureau who came to change shifts walked into the gate of the orphanage and saw a scene of hugs and hugs . . .
His face was shocked .
. . .
“The world is getting better . “
“An old heart . “
“Nothing has been repaired . “
Along the way, Cai Jiajia looked for old trees, grass flowers, or historic buildings, stones, and relying on psychics, little by little, to determine the direction of the cult members .
In front of a large tree that was severely chopped, Cai Jiajia frowned . “The cult members are separated here and leave in three directions . The” spirit “is not clearly expressed, but the direction of departure is taken Walking orphans . “
“What then?”
“You can only find it slowly in several directions . “
This is a big project . Fortunately, several people have perseverance . . . To be precise, it is Cai Jiajia’s ability to persevere and to communicate continuously .
The source of psychic power is not large, but it is time consuming .
Several of them searched for psychic objects while avoiding people who patrolled the night .
Cai Jiajia communicates with the Spirit .
Sun Yu flew a few people .
Nian Chengwei was bored, thinking about the purpose of the cult, and thinking about the response of Pingliang .
For those who have the ability to trace back, Pingliang must have tried the method of intercepting clips and searching .
However, the cult’s “anti-capacity tracking” method is very superb, with more than a dozen people dividing and combining, making it difficult to trace back .
“Backtracking” is different from “psychic”, it consumes a lot of power, and it is impossible to use it continuously . . . According to Nian Chengwei’s estimation, backtracking a cult with a nine-level peak master, every time, at least three points of ability can be consumed The second source of power-the Ministry of Intelligence has retrospective capabilities . He is very clear about the characteristics and durability of capabilities .
The cultists do not follow the usual path, they may leap from the rooftop, or they may walk through the alleys-the range of traceability is limited, which also makes tracking difficult .
Smell, breath and other tracking methods, I’m afraid it won’t work . . . “Final Cult” is really professional .
After two years of thinking, Nian Chengwei passed .
Cai Jiajia was so tired, she was psychic again and again, and Rao was not a single consumer . After hundreds of times, the power bar had gone empty three times .
Change to the Pingliang Shelter, and those with “psychic” ability can only be divided into three times, restoring the source of energy at intervals of several minutes, and then slowly follow .
However, the investigation and training team has made plans for the past .
Cai Jiajia took out a vial containing the blue liquid source recovery medicine, unscrewed the bottle cap, and filled it with a grunt .
The entrance of the medicinal solution melts, and the strong medicinal power bursts into a rushing source of gas . It passes along the body meridians and converges to a position three inches below the lower abdomen, forming a bulging source air mass .
The source of power in the body quickly fills up .
You can return to full value in three minutes .
Cai Jiajia became full of vitality again, and stretched out a finger, “They pass by this courtyard and walk, we continue to chase, even if chased out of the shelter, chased into the wilderness, I will not let them go . “
She leaped slightly at her tiptoe ~ www . novelhall . com ~ and fell to the courtyard wall .
The courtyard was dark, not like a dwelling . Cai Jiajia didn’t care, and was about to step on the eaves on the side of the courtyard, and flew across to the opposite side—there was a large four-story tree just behind the courtyard .
She stepped lightly on the rubble of the eaves, her face suddenly changed, and she leaped up sharply .
Just then,
The old roof blew open, the roof tiles were shining, and the bright knife light shot out from it . It seemed that the dark night with no fingers can be illuminated .
Sun Yu, one step behind, jumped from the courtyard wall to the eaves .
When the figure in the room saw the shape, the blade edge changed, and the blade light was drawn toward Sun Yu like a bright horse .
The unbearable momentum hurts everyone’s face!
Sun Yu could not avoid it, and punched out .
In a split second, the fist sticking out from under the cloak became crystal clear like white jade!
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