Dc Rage Dragon

Xiacheng District, the nightclub of the Russian Gang, the scene of the crime.

Barry hurried in his footsteps, Sunshine's face was urgent, and he trot to the scene hurriedly, carrying the laboratory box for the collection of physical evidence.

The scene was first alerted by colleagues from the Xiacheng District Sub-bureau. Barry took a breath and took out his ID card from a technical expert of the Midtown Police Department, clipped it next to the zipper on his chest jacket, apologizing and squeezing into the crowd. Among the reporters and people watching the excitement.

The vigilant police saw Barry's ID and blocked the questions and microphones from all around for Barry, so that Barry breathed a sigh of relief and entered the crime scene.

As soon as he entered the nightclub hall, Barry saw Al Swan, who was akimbo with gauze tied to his right hand, and the eagle glanced at the scene.

Barry knew that Al Swan was transferred to Xiacheng, the new superhero in the Xiacheng, which was the first problem that Al Swan immediately faced.

Barry and Al Swann have a good relationship, and they often cooperate with each other in the General Administration. In other words, Barry has a very good relationship with anyone, sincere, sunny, and hardworking young man character, so that Barry can get along with everyone.

"Hey, Al, sorry, I’m late." Barry moved his eyes away from Al Swan, looked at the surroundings, and took a slight breath. He has never seen more chaos and confusion than this since his career. Cruel scenes.

The entire hall was chaotic and disorderly, with tables and chairs broken, wine bottles and glasses shattered, and the smell of blood mixed with wine made people frown. Bullet holes were everywhere on the walls, and the corpses were dead and headshots, or were headshots by pistols. There are several scenes of brains in one place. Police officers are taking pictures, and the laboratory uses magnifying glass, physical microscope and other tools to collect evidence at the crime scene.

Barry suppressed a somewhat uncomfortable nausea, frowned, and slightly jumped up with goose bumps all over his body.

This superhero in Midtown is too cruel.

A corpse is being removed by the police, passing Barry’s side, the throat of the corpse is inserted by flying darts, flying darts has a delicate word silver on the handle, Barry glanced at the word silver on flying darts’ throat, Caused his stunned.

He stood in place, contemplating for a long time, frowning slightly, as if recalling, after the corpse gradually left his sight, his gaze chased the flying darts on the corpse, thinking hard for a while in doubt, without thinking about anything.

It just feels like the shape of flying darts...like...like...have seen it yourself?

Kind of familiar...

After being puzzled, Barry shook his head and waved off what he was thinking, and then began to open his laboratory box, put on rubber gloves, and began to extract and inspect the fingerprint traces left at the crime scene.

"It's useless, he's wrapped tightly, and even the eyes under the mask seem to be dark, I can't see it." Al Swan glanced at Barry and saw that Barry was scanning fingerprints. His eyes were deep. Han said, "I can be sure that he will not leave any fingerprints."

"At least we know that his shoe size is 10, although this size is a bit wide..." Barry pointed to a shoe print on the wall. It was a shoe print that stepped on a drink and then stepped on the wall. There are dozens of them nearby. The bullet is embedded in it.

Both Barry and Al Swann can imagine the protagonist stepping on the wall, rolling in a volley, and avoiding bullets in a thrilling manner, leaving traces.

The American shoe size is 10 yards, which is about 44 yards in China.

It suddenly occurred to Barry that Alex seemed to wear a size 10.

But he quickly put aside this idea, because he himself also wears a size 10, is he a superhero?

"More than that, we also know that his weapons are two modified black desert eagles and silver flying darts." Al Swan said in a deep voice, "But it's useless, Barry, since his first night I will know it when it appears."

Alex seems to like the Desert Eagle, right? His first gun was the Desert Eagle he bought. Barry still remembered that he was the first person to aim this gun.

Barry was lost in thought.

"Barry, I hope you can find out what to point out. When you have worked with you in the past, you can always remind me from another angle." Al Swan looked at Barry with longing gaze, deeply He breathed a sigh of relief, untied the tie that made him close to suffocation, reluctantly cursed a swear word "Fak" with hatred.

Barry was silent, and then shook his head with a wry smile. He was just a physical evidence laboratory expert to assist them in investigating the case.

There are fewer clues than ever, and there is nothing he can do.

"Or, we can choose from his music, so as to know his race, Asian? African? Latin? German? English? Russian?" Barry squatted down and looked at the scene, a flying darts missed his eyes. , The word silver is still on the handle.

"I checked, the first song was a Chinese song, but the big data search didn't find it. It is suspected to be self-created. I suspect that it is an oriental. I am investigating in Chinatown, but it should be very slim. I didn't listen to the next few songs. I've used English songs, but it is undeniable that they are very nice." Al Swan said with a blank expression on his face.

Barry is stunned. It sounds good?

"I even suspect that he is a musician." Al Swan took a look at Barry and continued: "Several of his original songs are being uploaded on the Internet... Someone strongly asked him to upload the original..."

Speaking of this, Al Swan reluctantly rubbed his eyes that were not resting enough, tired, and squinted his eyelids vigorously. In the few days this musical hero appeared, he didn't take a good rest.

"I'm going to smoke a cigarette." Al Swan patted Barry's shoulder heavily, and went straight out to smoke without passing him.

Barry answered with "Yeah" and nodded, looking around the crime scene, a bright color came into his sight.

It's the silver flying darts, inserted on a wooden tabletop block.

Barry walked over, and the flying darts on the wooden block was pulled out forcefully. The flying darts was about the length of an index finger, and the surface of the blade was smooth, reflecting his thinking eyes.

In Barry's head, the suspicion felt even worse. He really seemed to have an impression of this.

Compared with flying darts, his index finger is a little longer than his own index finger, about a few centimeters.

Sudden!

Barry's head banged and exploded, and he was stunned.

Three years ago, Alex’s design drawing, index finger File size flying darts! He has seen it. And Alex also compared it with his index finger. Barry accidentally noticed that Alex's slender index finger was a few centimeters longer than his own, which was the same length as this flying darts.

Alex's favorite pistol, the Desert Eagle.

Shoe size 10.

At the beginning of the Chinese song, Alex is half of the Eastern descent.

Pieces of things familiar to Alex flooded into Barry's heart, and the revolving lantern was half-turned in his memory.

Barry was stunned for not knowing how long, Al Swan smoked back and saw Barry dumbfounded. He frowned in confusion and asked, "Barry! Barry, what's the matter with you?"

Barry suddenly Awakening, shook his head unnaturally, and said, "Ayre, are there any images of musical heroes?"

"Yes." Al Swan nodded, took a notebook thoughtfully in his eyes, and began to play the video shot by passersby.

Basically, since the first appearance of music heroes, passers-by have already taken a lot of images, which have been widely broadcast on the Internet.

After all, Alex's appearance was really too cool. Once he appeared, he was already well-known and there was no way to hide it.

Barry stared at the screen intently. He has been familiar with Alex since childhood, and no one knows Alex better than Barry.

Although the man in black was covered in his whole body and did not show his skin for a moment, Barry was almost certain that it was Alex when he saw the vigorous and active figure.

The evidence plus the familiar feeling...

"Barry, why, can you see something?" Al Swan stared at Barry closely, and the eagles stared directly at Barry sharply.

Barry's rich eyes and facial expressions are fully revealed in Al Swan's eyes.

Barry's eyes were in a daze, his face reluctantly, "No, nothing, I'm just wondering why he wants the opening music?" After speaking, his head was in a mess.

Al Swan stared deeply at Barry and closed his hand.

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