Bro, you are a policeman, not a thug.

The streets in the early morning were quiet and peaceful.

The smoke from the snack stalls rose up, adding a touch of liveliness to the tranquility...

Xiao Mu and Ye Wu each held a pancake and sat on the curb.

"Do you think I'm sick?"

Xiao Mu's speech was unclear and his eyes were blank.

If he was at home at this time, Brother Qiu's little body would have been close to him.

He prepared a lot of delicious food and served him like a young master.

So...

He actually gave up the simple and boring life of a rich man and ran out to suffer.

Is this just a serious illness?

"Haha..."

Ye Wu laughed, looking at his little brother as if he was looking at a lunatic, mixed with a trace of pity, "Is it up to you now?"

A person listed as a 'reserve'.

Life has completely changed, and every move is under the eyes of countless people.

Unless Xiao Mu himself ruins his 'reserve'.

Otherwise, his life is no longer up to him.

While Ye Wu was envious, he also felt a little gloating.

Wouldn't it be better not to meet the old man?

You deserve it!

...

The results of the investigation ordered by Xiao Mu came out.

There was a problem with the two suspect vehicles.

Unable to track.

At the same time, it was found that there was a car accident and drowning on the same day, and someone saw an air cushion boat in the river.

The clue was broken!

"It can be confirmed that it was them."

After listening to the report of the national security personnel, Xiao Mu sneered, "Find them out."

This is Longguo, my territory.

A cheater plus a state machine.

What can you use to fight me?

...

How to find clues?

Remember the "manager" who drove among the three victims?

There is something wrong with this person!

A company boss, a company manager, and a company technical manager.

One by one, they are "delicate and expensive", and they all drank.

Do you think such people will joke with their own lives?

If not, why did the manager drive instead of calling a designated driver?

Xiao Mu held his phone and watched the surveillance camera at the entrance of the hotel.

Watched the three people get in the car that night.

Watched the manager of the technical department of the media company take out his phone, as if to call a designated driver.

As a result, he was stopped by the manager.

Then he got in the car, and the manager drove away... Xiao Mu showed a sneer on his face.

Let's think about this haunted incident again.

Why did the media company divert traffic, spread haunted information, cause bad influence, and cause panic among the people?

Is it possible that it was because of this manager?

Infer from this.

Was this manager coerced and induced by external forces to turn to external personnel?

Driving to the river was also asked by external personnel to do so?

In the end, even he was silenced!

Let's review the haunted.

A problem can be found.

The means of setting up the haunted scene are not something that ordinary people can play.

Can it be judged that this is also the means of those external personnel?

Otherwise, think about how a good person suddenly became mentally ill, as if he was "silenced" by someone. Do ordinary people have such means?

This raises another question.

Why did those people set up a ghost in the room?

The video cannot be spread, and the video of "ghost knocking on the window on the 11th floor" is not enough?

Xiao Mu thought of the "cause and effect" of this case.

Who found the suspect Fan Zhengping?

A colleague.

Can it be assumed that this colleague should not have appeared, and Fan Zhengping would have died tragically at home.

The four surveillance videos at home will also be leaked in some way.

The video of "ghost knocking on the window on the 11th floor" will cause a greater sensation on the Internet?

But all this was destroyed by the colleague who suddenly appeared.

Some people had no choice but to quickly release the video of "ghost knocking on the window on the 11th floor".

If this reasoning is valid.

Xiao Mu suspects that the suspect Fan Zhengping would not have been "mentally ill".

Did someone go to the hospital and turn him into a "mentally ill" person?

Is there really such a method in the world?

Always believe in the special forces.

Is it difficult for them to turn a person into a "mentally ill" person?

Think about those powerful people abroad.

Sudden death, vegetable state, mental illness.

Are there not enough examples?

"You go to the hospital to find some clues, I'll check the manager's family."

Xiao Mu said to Ye Wu: "Don't move when you find the clues, wait for me."

"Understood." Ye Wu nodded.

He knew very well how powerful those foreign special agents were.

He was shot once, and it was my little brother who avenged him.

What if another top special agent appeared.

Let alone the public security police, ordinary national security police are also sending themselves to death.

Only the special agents can catch those special agents!

...

9 o'clock in the morning.

Xiao Mu appeared in an apartment complex.

The home of the victim's "manager".

Xiao Mu took a look at the community environment and walked towards the door of an apartment building.

Suddenly.

Xiao Mu stopped, wrinkled his nose, and his face sank instantly.

He smelled the smell of gun oil!

As we all know, even police officers are not allowed to carry guns when they go home.

Only national special agents, security personnel, and special personnel are allowed to carry guns 24 hours a day.

If there are such people in this building, how could they not know about the Ninth Division?

The hand of destruction... Xiao Mu's palm pressed on the unit door.

Instantly destroyed the unit door lock and opened the door.

Following the smell of ‘gun oil’ into the corridor, he appeared in…the stairwell.

Xiao Mu sneered.

He didn’t dare to take the elevator, because there was surveillance?

He walked up the stairs, step by step.

Huh?

Xiao Mu found himself ‘locked’ by a line of sight.

This line of sight came from the building opposite, staring at him through the window of the stairwell.

Interesting… Xiao Mu pretended not to see it and continued to walk up along the smell of gun oil.

2nd floor, 3rd floor, 4th floor…7th floor.

The line of sight outside the window was always following him.

It can be confirmed that this person is definitely not a top special agent.

Because those top special agents know that the perception of masters is very strong.

If you dare to stare at someone like this, you can be found in minutes.

The corridor on the 7th floor.

Xiao Mu opened his keen ears while sniffing the smell.

The ‘sounds’ of the entire building all entered his ears.

His sight also looked at a door, 702.

The keen ears told him that there were two breaths in the room.

One of the women was breathing very quickly.

Still breathing through the nose, making a rapid sound, the heartbeat rate is extremely fast.

At the same time, there is another breath and a heartbeat behind the woman, a man's.

Hijacking... Xiao Mu narrowed his eyes.

702, it is the home of the "manager".

This woman must be the wife of the "manager"?

A trace of sarcasm and sneer appeared on Xiao Mu's face.

The ability to imitate - fleas, rhinoceros.

Bang... Xiao Mu's feet made a roar.

Boom!

The security door was slammed open, and Xiao Mu's body flew into the house.

Appeared in the living room.

In the air, Xiao Mu saw two people standing in the living room, a man and a woman.

The woman was hijacked, and the man held a strange pistol in his hand.

The muzzle of the gun was against the woman's forehead.

However, during this process, Xiao Mu's arm had already been raised.

An exaggerated pistol was held in his hand, and the muzzle was pointed at the man.

Bang!

The man's wrist holding the gun exploded, and blood fell along with a broken hand.

Xiao Mu landed and turned around.

Bang!

The kitchen window exploded, and forty meters away, the window on the sixth floor opposite shattered.

A man who was aiming a pistol was shot in the head and fell down instantly.

Xiao Mu turned around slowly and looked at the man who was screaming and retreating.

His expression and eyes were very strange.

"No, someone is testing?"