2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

In the early morning, the east is white.

Chenjing City, Chaoyang District Special Affairs Bureau.

Wearing a hospital gown and messy hair, Yan Muyun looked like he had just escaped from the psychiatry department of a hospital. He was sitting on a chair, holding a cup of hot tea in his hands and sipping it.

Wei Min, who was also holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, came over and put the SLR camera on the table next to him: "Are you really okay now?"

"It's okay." Yan Muyun shook his head.

"Not only are there no injuries on your body, but you're not sleepy either. Don't you want to sleep?"

"I'm not sleepy at all. To be honest, my feeling now is no different from usual...I mean the usual before, ordinary, not very tired, nor the feeling of excitement after injecting psychotropic drugs. Anyway, it’s just…well, very ordinary.”

Yan Muyun described his current state carefully.

"It seems that the 'Scarlet Queen' is a big help." Wei Min sighed with emotion, and then explained: "Oh, according to the people in the hospital, that's what they usually call the special parasitic beast mother."

"I'm not interested in its name." Yan Muyun was helpless.

"All in all, it's a blessing in disguise that you finally got out of the daze you've been in for nearly a month."

"Well, it's a pity that I won't have a legitimate reason to sleep in Professor Bai's classes from now on."

"I think what you really regret is that you no longer have a reason to go to one-on-one make-up classes every night, right?"

"..."

Wei Min laughed twice, pulled a chair from the side and sat down. He lowered his voice and said, "Actually, were you not unconscious at all before?"

Yan Muyun glanced at him sideways and said nothing.

"Hehe." Wei Min grinned and raised his eyebrows at him.

At that time in the hospital, he was the one who gave the other party clothes to wear. At that time, he saw some clues but did not tell the truth.

"What? Who's naked butt was seen?" Karl, a blond mixed-race man wearing a purple shirt next to him, suddenly came over in a mean manner.

Yan Muyun glared at the other person with wide eyes. He had lost contact with this guy since he entered the hospital. He only ran out after everything was over. No one knew where this guy was fishing during this time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but said angrily: "So what did you do in there? I didn't even see a person for a long time!"

Karl shouted that he was wronged, and pulled at his dirty shirt with several holes in it and said: "While you two were complaining about me, I was alone on the top floor fighting with dozens of monsters! There is surveillance to prove it. !”

"It's Qingqing, me, me..." Wei Min complained, and then took out his mobile phone and handed it to Yan Muyun: "He did do something, but there was an accident in the middle."

On the phone was a surveillance video shot on a computer screen. In it, a purple figure could be seen fighting several deformed monsters. The battle was not to mention bloody, but it was definitely tragic.

However, not long after, his figure suddenly turned into an afterimage and flew out, disappearing from the screen, followed by a huge dull crashing sound.

The surveillance on the computer screen changed its perspective, and you could see that the elevator door at the end of the corridor had a big hole, and Karl's figure had disappeared.

The camera turned again, and there was a man in a white coat and a mask standing vaguely in the middle of the corridor. The muscles all over his body were bulging and strong, and his body seemed to have endless explosive power.

The next second, the monitoring signal disappeared, and the screen on the computer was blurry.

"Son of God..." Yan Muyun frowned slightly.

"Hey! Why did you secretly record it!" Karl glared at Wei Min. This embarrassing story of being killed instantly by someone cannot be spread.

Wei Min innocently spread his hands: "Instructor Gaocheng asked me to report on the performance of each of you in this incident. He said that depending on the performance, you can get extra points at the end of the semester."

"I'll be lucky if I don't get any points deducted." Karl said depressedly.

At this moment, the door of the lounge was opened, and a male commissioner poked his head in and raised his chin towards Yan Muyun: "Well, please come here."

"Okay." Yan Muyun stood up and followed him out.

The two came to the conference room and opened the door. There were several police officers and two Special Branch commissioners sitting inside. On the seat closest to the door was the back of a girl wearing a black hoodie.

Yan Muyun hesitated for a moment, then pulled out a chair next to her and sat down.

"Hello, this is classmate Yan. My surname is Zeng, and my full name is Zeng Guangxing."

Sitting in the center left side of the conference table, the resolute-looking middle-aged policeman looked sharply at Yan Muyun. He first introduced himself briefly, and then continued: "I heard from Mr. Ye that you were the first to interact with the Night Demon. 'Contact, right?"

"Yeah, right." Yan Muyun nodded.

"Can you please tell me in detail why he came to you, and how you were sure that he was the 'Night Demon' himself? If it is convenient, please also outline what happened next."

"Okay, last night..." Yan Muyun was clear and organized, telling everything he knew in a leisurely manner.

During these ten minutes, the conference room was quiet, and everyone was listening attentively.

After he finished speaking, the middle-aged policeman tried to make a summary: "So, the reason why you are sure that Zhan Lewen is the 'Night Stalker' is because he voluntarily admitted those cases and explained his modus operandi?"

"Yes." Yan Muyun nodded: "The body of the deceased is covered with scars. Part of it is Zhan Lewen's attempt to torture the mastermind behind the scenes, and part of it is the traces left by the changes in their own bodies. The heads of the deceased were cut off because they were not They won’t die completely this way.”

A slightly younger police officer next to him added: "And he also accurately described the details of the two murders on the night of October 24. In the first case, the daughter of the three deceased members of the family showed no signs of resistance and was not abused. . And in the second case, the pet kept in the deceased’s home was indeed hit in the abdomen with a huge force and died.”

Sitting on the right side of the conference table, the man with Chinese characters in a dark combat uniform rubbed his eyebrows: "It senses aliens with different structures from humans, creates a quiet environment, attacks with souls, and possesses others behind their backs... It seems This guy’s danger rating needs to be raised a bit.”

The National Special Bureau system also has ratings for superpower criminals, ranging from E-level petty theft to B-level murder and arson, and then up to A-level black organization backbones or leaders. These guys often have the power to threaten the social order of the entire region. influence.

As for S-class criminals, they are all dangerous people with extremely strange and dangerous abilities. Ordinary Special Branch officers have almost no chance of survival when encountering them, and they must be handed over to the elite officers of the General Bureau to deal with them. As well as those existences that are extremely hated by both the government and the public, and can be said to be terrorists who are enemies of the entire world, such as the Holy Glory Order.

After about half an hour or so, the discussion in the conference room finally ended.

When Yan Muyun and Ye Buyu wanted to leave, they were stopped by Officer Zeng: "Please wait a moment."

"Anything else?"

"I just got news that Zhan Leya, the sister of the 'Night Demon', has been taken to the police station. Do you want to meet her?"

The two looked at each other subconsciously.

"......good."