Abyssal Wanderer

"You said that Youxue kept repeating 'no, no' in the end. Was she trying to tell me that something had taken control of her body that day? Didn't she do those terrible actions herself? It's like...those Like a 'steed' controlled by AI."

Jimu hesitated for a long time after telling the story, and finally couldn't help asking Jim, who was deep in thought after hearing the story, the question that concerned him most.

But the private detective just continued to frown, immersed in his own thoughts, and completely ignored her.

After a while, the other party looked at him again, then waved his hand and said:

"What she said in the end is not that important to this case... Let me ask you, except for Duanmu Youxue, do you have any information about the other members who participated in the mutual aid group?"

Not having time to take care of the girl who was falling into sadness due to memories, Jim directly asked the question that concerned him most at the moment.

It has to be said that after having such a case with a complete change of route, his thinking is much clearer than before.

Anorexia, bulimia, mental illness, psychological shadow, facing fears, support groups, members-only brothels, Thracian clubs, satisfying weird fetishes, Icarus Liberation Front, Hayashibara family, people not affected by the Nyx factor People, Eri who confessed to herself, and the reason why she wanted to kill herself...

A series of clues had been continuously arranged and combined in his mind, and together with the subtle sense of inconsistency, a terrible suspicion had now taken shape in his mind. The first thing he has to do now is to initially verify this conjecture.

"Yes...but only for some people, because most of them will not register their real information. I can only find their appearance information from surveillance files."

Ji Mu replied.

If it is just appearance information, it is extremely difficult to specifically locate a person's identity in this era where face-changing is as common as makeup in the past.

"Send me the information first... By the way, have you ever gone offline to find these people?"

Jim asked as he used the brain-computer interface to click on a special website.

The moment he connected, the logo of the Nord Resettlement Area Public Security Bureau spread out in his field of vision.

"I have looked for it... most of them are still alive and well, and still attend meetings in the Thracian Club. However, these people are in good spirits and do not show any signs of madness. A few people are indeed missing, But the mood of their family members is relatively stable, and they all say that the missing persons are just going out to relax after recovery and will come back soon, and none of them behave abnormally like Youxue."

Ji Mu replied.

"Well, mark those missing key points."

After Jim finished speaking, he opened his contact list and pulled out the person's name from the corner.

"well……"

Looking at the name, Jim sighed involuntarily.

He originally thought he would never make this call again in his life.

Then, after staring at the contact interface and doing some objectively short but subjectively very long mental construction, he finally clicked on it.

The phone was connected fifty-nine seconds after it rang, that is, the last second before the call was disconnected. A female voice with a very capable voice came into his ears.

"I thought you would never make this call in your life."

Her tone was filled with anger and a bit of ridicule. For a moment, Jim imagined the scene in his mind of the other party sitting in the office wearing an orange parka, slapping the table and reprimanding his sergeant.

Stopping his urge to laugh, he said directly:

"I want to borrow your Sheriff's Department account to check something in the database."

Jim knew that the other party would be more likely to get straight to the point than beat around the bush.

After the request was made, for a short while, there was not even a sound of breathing coming from the other end of the phone.

Jim also allowed this huge silence to lie between the two of them - he had to give the other person enough time to calm down his emotions.

Then, as he expected -

"Why do I remember that someone once said that he no longer wanted to stay in a ghost place like the Public Security Bureau, and that he wanted to go out and rely on his own will to uphold the justice in his heart? Why do you want to seek help from the Public Security Bureau again now? "

After scoffing a few times, the other party couldn't help but sarcastically said.

However, her tone was far less harsh than she thought.

"Well, I remember saying at that time that if I fail and turn around, you can laugh at me as much as you want."

Jim replied calmly, and then said:

"As long as you are willing to help me, I am now ready to be laughed at."

There was another silence for a long time before the woman on the other end of the phone said "heh" and said in a dry tone:

"I tried it, but I can't stop laughing."

Jim could almost restore the gloomy look of the other party in his mind at that moment, but before he could say anything else, the female voice on the other end continued:

"But no matter what you want to check, I can't help you with borrowing an account. It has nothing to do with my wishes... It's not Jimmy five years ago now. The company has withdrawn, the Anthroposophical Ethics Supervisory Committee has moved in, plus everywhere It’s all the Icarus who are doing the sabotage, and even I can’t lend my account to you, a person who is out of touch with the system.”

"Wait a moment."

Jim could tell from the other party's tone that there was really no room for negotiation on this matter, so he immediately said:

"It's okay if you don't lend it to me, you can help me check it..."

"That won't work either, all our work now must be supervised by the Human Intelligence Ethics Supervision Committee. Using the public database of the resettlement area for private work, which is a serious violation of citizens' privacy, will directly affect my year-end assessment."

After saying that, the other party first exhaled, and then said with a little pleasure:

"So you should figure it out yourself, Mr. Holmes Marlowe*."

"This case is a bit like the case five years ago."

At this point, Jim finally gave this reason-if there is a choice, he actually doesn't want the other party to be involved in this matter like himself.

At least now, he is not sure how deep the water is in this matter.

The rest of the teasing on the other end of the phone was instantly cut off in the back of his throat, leaving only hoarse breathing.

Even if he doesn't analyze the topological morphology of the representation, just by the breathing, Jim can hear that the other party is hesitant to speak at this moment.

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"Are...sure?"

She asked hoarsely.

"I have personally experienced something similar. If it hadn't been a miracle comparable to the appearance of Christ, I'm afraid you wouldn't have received my call."

Jim answered truthfully.

"So, are you sure it's a case similar to the 'raw meat artist case'?"

The other party continued to confirm.

"The circumstances of the case are far less elegant, but the nature is very close...self-destructive tendencies, uncontrollable murderous impulses."

Jim nodded subconsciously when he said this.

"I understand, what do you want to check?"

After a long time, the woman on the other end of the phone said.

At this moment, her voice seemed to have returned to five years ago, when the two had not yet completely reconciled with themselves and this era.

"The criminal records of these people, or...death records."

Jim said, forwarding the list that Ji Mu had sent to him before.

Then, after five years, he called out the other party's name again:

"Happy partner again, Wang Ying."

…………

The information sent back from Wang Ying, the ninth-level police officer of the Public Security Bureau, initially confirmed Jim's guess, but it also brought more new problems.

But that was something that needed to be investigated and clarified later. At least for now, he could initially explain to the witch beside him what happened to her friend before.

After projecting the information on the screen, he carefully chose his words and said:

"Ji Mu, have you heard of Diplococcus**?"

Ji Mu shook his head and immediately searched the term mentioned by the other party on the World Wide Web.

Then, a disgusted expression immediately appeared on her face.

"Is this a kind of... parasite?" (End of this chapter)