2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

At night, a residential building in Haidian District, Chenjing City.

A yellow and black police tape was drawn outside the door, and uniformed police officers walked around from time to time.

From time to time, doors would open in the corridor, and sleepy heads poked out from inside. After seeing the scene in the corridor clearly, they were all sleepless, and their faces were full of surprise and uncertainty.

"Everyone go back, everyone go back, please try not to go out tonight." A young police officer wearing a dark blue uniform and sequined vest walked back and forth, waving his arms and shouted.

"Comrade police, what's going on?" asked a gray-haired old man, his eyes wearing reading glasses occasionally glancing at the door diagonally opposite that was cordoned off.

He remembered that this neighbor was a family of three. The man seemed to be a white-collar worker working in a large company, and the woman was a full-time housewife. The two had a daughter who was just 7 years old and started elementary school this year.

"It's nothing, nothing. Don't ask, old man. Staying up late at such an old age is not good for your health. Go back to sleep." The little policeman felt anxious and walked over to persuade him.

"With such a big battle, people must be dead!" A middle-aged man in pajamas a little further away even walked out of the room and stood in the corridor, shouting loudly.

His words immediately caused a commotion among the ordinary residents watching the excitement, and the discussion suddenly became noisy.

"Sister Wang, did you hear any strange noises just now?"

"No, I'm fast asleep. I'll go back and ask my husband later."

"Damn, it's so exciting. Is there anyone who dares to break into a house and kill people these days? Do you really think that the surveillance around you is just a decoration?"

...

Seeing that the situation around him was getting more and more chaotic, the little policeman almost collapsed. He held his head in his hands and bared his teeth. He didn't know what to say for a long time.

At this moment, a rich male voice suddenly sounded, overpowering the residents' discussion: "Either you all go back, or you shut up! Why stay up all night and join in the fun! Since you are so concerned about this case, in a moment Someone came directly to you to record a statement. If you are still making noise at the scene, any one of them will affect the performance of official duties. Can you bear that responsibility? "

This is a middle-aged policeman who is obviously experienced. He has a thunderous voice and an unquestionable command in his tone. Although the surrounding residents were dissatisfied, they did not dare to make any more noise. A small number of people left and returned to their homes, but more of them stood outside the cordon and whispered.

The young policeman breathed a sigh of relief. He was just about to flatter his senior, but found that the other party had no time to pay attention to him. He walked quickly towards the four figures wearing special black uniforms outside the cordon at the end of the corridor.

The young police officer recognized the identities of the four people at a glance: detectives from the Strange Detective Division.

It seems that this massacre was really the work of someone with super powers.

...

"We received a report at 2 o'clock in the morning. The reporter was the homeowner No. 1705. She couldn't sleep at night and was sitting on the balcony blowing the wind. She heard strange noises coming from the next room. She bravely shouted a few times to ask, However, no one responded, and the strange noise stopped. No matter how she thought about it, she felt something was wrong, so she called the police directly..."

The experienced middle-aged detective with a weathered face introduced the process of discovering the case at a very fast speed: "Oh, by the way, I don't think I have introduced myself yet. You can just call me Lao Qin."

While talking, a group of people were already standing outside the door where the crime occurred.

"Is this your intern?" Lao Qin did not go in immediately, but turned his attention to the four young men standing at the back.

Although the other party's face was serious, he still couldn't hide his strong student spirit. Moreover, he wears a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He is the kind of top student who looks like he has top grades in school.

"Wu Bai, you are already an official agent." Seeing the other party looking over, Wu Bai subconsciously introduced himself.

"Is that so?" Lao Qin was a little surprised, but then his eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone seemed to be a warning: "But I still don't recommend you to go in."

"This is not the first time I have come to the scene of a murder." Wu Bai frowned slightly, a little unhappy.

Generally speaking, students in the Combat Department of Chenjing Academy usually start internships in positions such as the local Special Investigation Department or Special Branch Bureau in their junior or senior years. This is the case for both the outer and inner colleges.

However, for this elite class made up of first and second grade students, the teaching policy adopted by the college is quite wild.

Internship positions were found for each of them in the second week of school. From Monday to Wednesday, I study in the morning and train in the afternoon. From Thursday to Friday, I study in the morning and go to work in the afternoon. On Saturday, I need to work all day, with only one day of rest on Sunday.

Wu Bai had no objections to the academy's arrangements. He is a native of Chenjing. After graduating from high school, he entered the Strange Detection Department as an intern based on his excellent personal qualities. Now he returned to his original position not long after going to college and was directly promoted to a full agent.

Seeing that the other party insisted, Lao Qin stopped trying to dissuade him, nodded slightly, and led the four people into the room.

As soon as he entered the door, a strong smell of blood hit his face. Wu Bai's eyes passed through the several police officers who were busy collecting evidence and taking pictures at the scene, and looked deep into the living room, his expression suddenly froze.

The dining table that was originally supposed to be placed next to the wall was moved to the middle position, and three bloody human heads were placed on it. The porcelain plate underneath was filled with scarlet, and the overflowing blood spread across the entire table.

The three heads, two large and one small, are the male and female owners of this household, and their daughter.

The lights in the room had been fully turned on. Under the bright light, the couple's faces were full of pain, and their mouths were filled with unknown cloth. It seemed as if he had suffered great torture during his lifetime, and his expressions were no longer human-like. The little girl's head and face were more frightened and confused.

Wu Bai frowned and moved his gaze aside while resisting the discomfort in his heart.

"My reaction was similar to yours when I first saw this scene." Lao Qin, who had been observing the expression on his face since he entered the door, came over and patted his shoulder with his generous palm.

For a young man who is obviously under twenty years old, this performance is already very good.

"Are you sure it was the 'Night Demon'?" the leader of the strange detective department asked.

His name is Chai Yong. He has an average build and looks to be in his early thirties. He is the type who does not stand out in the crowd. When Wu Bai first joined the Strange Detection Department after graduating from high school, he was the one who personally led him.

Lao Qin nodded, with an extremely solemn expression: "Yes, the surveillance did not capture anything, and there were no traces of entry into the house. No fingerprints or DNA were left. The method is extremely cruel. Before killing, he will torture the victim with the objects he can find. , and finally beheaded them with kitchen utensils from the victim’s home..."