Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

The two people in the police car in front were completely unaware of the approaching black truck. It wasn't that Mike Lebedev wasn't vigilant enough, but that he was focused on the case file and had no time to look in the rearview mirror.

"Detective Lebedev," the young man holding the steering wheel is named Zog Bridge. Although he lacks experience in criminal investigation, he has no recklessness and remains eager to learn. This makes him Mike, who is both partner and mentor, likes it very much. "I have always been curious, how did you develop the intuitive premonition that you are famous for in PCPD?"

"Haha, it's all compliments from my colleagues. To be honest, I'm just lucky. I can always solve the case by mistake. If there is such a thing as intuitively solving cases, it must be inherited from my mother. She always knew when I was naughty when I was a child. "Mike Lebedev bent down, pulled out a thick brown paper bag from under the seat, untied the binding strings one by one, and then pulled out a document from inside to check.

"This time we are looking for this Zhuang Moumou..."

"Zhuang Xuteng, that man's name is Zhuang Xuteng. You must remember these details. Most clues are obtained by connecting details." Mike said: "What do you want to ask about him?"

"In the 623 case, a total of 74 suspects were brought back to the scene. Why is Zhuang Xuteng worthy of special attention? He is an employee of the Magic Crystal Factory and has every reason to participate in the parade; he underwent the same interrogation as others, including the use of Veritaserum; later, he also signed the company's understanding agreement, and the matter is over."

"The case is not over, and two of the biggest questions remain unanswered: Who caused the explosion, and who caused the death of Minimo Dix? When the case occurred, the death of Minimo Dix was in the company They had strong connections, so our PCPD's jurisdiction was immediately taken over. They investigated for a long time, but found nothing in the end, so they had to let it go. But they ignored some details: cross-comparison based on the confession, Zhuang Xuteng's location Especially good, facing the alley where the explosion took place. And it's highly doubtful that he was unscathed during the whole incident."

"Didn't he have a concussion?"

"Concussions are easy to fake - street gangsters know how to do it." Mike said: "There are those guys who specialize in scamming money. They make people angry and punch them, and then say they have a concussion. Concussion or not, the hospital The measurement is uncertain, and it largely depends on the symptoms. Those guys just pretended to have headaches, dizziness, brain short-circuiting, inability to concentrate, and short-term memory loss. These are all symptoms of concussion. That Zhuang Xuteng can also pretend to have these symptoms."

"He... he was indeed absent-minded during the interrogation. He often said he didn't understand the question or forgot what he had just asked. He couldn't tell his name and address clearly... Is he pretending?"

"Veritaserum cannot be used to treat concussions, and he answered the questions very fluently later."

"Oh, I understand, this is indeed suspicious." Zog honked the horn and asked the two cars driving side by side in front to decide the winner as soon as possible. Don't block the road to demonstrate what it means to be stupid and slow. "There are so many idiots on the road... Speaking of that Zhuang Xuteng, what are you going to ask after you find him? After all, the truth serum has been used, and it's been so long..."

"Don't be superstitious about Veritaserum. It's just a drug. The key to digging out information is to ask the right questions." Mike turned over the document in his hand, frowned, put it back and rummaged through the bag. "No, this is not our file."

"Isn't it?" Zog was a little confused and said, "Look at the number. Did the person in the archives get it by mistake?"

"PT-s7659o-3, this number is correct... wait, this is not s, this is the number 5. The people in the archives got it wrong." Mike sighed, then shook his head: "No. It starts with s and starts with 5." The files are placed far apart, so it’s not that he took them by mistake...either he read them wrong, or there’s something wrong with the filing application you wrote.”

Zog shrugged his shoulders. He was not completely confident that this matter must be a problem in the archives, so it was better not to speak at this time. If you really made a mistake, just apologize and promise not to do it again next time. If you insist on insisting that you are right, it will only make Mike disgusted.

"How many days have you brought this bag? The last time you received a file was..." Mike opened his work notebook, flipped through many pages, and then took a breath. "Oh my God, it's been almost a week. Has it been that long?"

"It seems to have been quite a long time... After we took out the files, we were dragged to help deal with the body dismemberment case in the Hutong Building. We were delayed as we went back and forth. We finally handed over the matter there, and then we started to be busy. My own case."

"It's really like this. I'm busy every day, I've done a lot of chores, and there's no progress in the case. The days are getting more and more boring. Well, I have to continue to live no matter what. You drive carefully and watch the road, and I'll take a look at this file. What’s the case inside?”

"That's someone else's case. It starts with 5. It should be a missing persons case, right?"

"Yes, you remember this correctly. The beginning of 5 is a missing case. Most of the missing cases in Peicheng cannot be solved. There are too many dark corners in this old city, and there is also a secret that covers up countless deaths. The river. I think the one we PCPD has the most trouble with is the Disappearance Investigation Division. They are... careful every day!"

Just as Mike Lebedev screamed, the black truck hit from the side and collided with the two PCPD vehicles with a bang. PCPD's police cars are relatively heavy, but they don't look impressive in front of trucks. The whole car drifted to the right, almost out of control, while the black truck turned slightly to the left, and immediately turned sharply to the right, intending to hit it.

At this time, Zhuang Xuteng had already made a decision. All decisions were made when the black truck made the first impact. He doesn't know why the two PCPDs are investigating him, and he doesn't know whether this investigation will have a negative impact on him. It's just a harmless passing scene; he also doesn't know who is following, investigating, and now trying to kill these two people. As a PCPD, how involved will this be? He knows one thing very well: the two people in the car are investigating him. If they are killed, he will definitely face more investigations, and the trouble will only get bigger and bigger.

So he stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward. The Armored Weasel exerted its top-end power, and also used the hidden strength of its armor, roll cage, and ramming horns. Zhuang Xuteng hit the black truck's right rear wheel from behind when it turned to the right. The truck rolled sideways while stumbling and trembling, and stalled seriously. He had to brake suddenly and turn sharply to avoid overturning.

The Armored Weasel felt uncomfortable at this moment. After all, the weight difference between the two vehicles was very obvious, and the huge impact force acted on both sides equally. There was just a "boom", and the left front face of the armored weasel was completely shattered. The headlight was trapped in the wheel, and the glass shattered into rain. The engine cover deformed in the impact, like an umbrella torn by the strong wind. It was lifted up and hit the front windshield, completely blocking Zhuang Xuteng's sight.

The steering wheel didn't feel very obedient, so Zhuang Xuteng had to brake quickly and use the inertia to let the hood fall down so that he could at least see the front. His method worked. He saw the police car swaying and hitting the guardrail of the emergency lane on the right. The whole car shook, and the right wheel bounced the car up, causing it to turn sideways. Only the left wheel touched the ground, and the right wheel The two wheels ride directly on the guardrail.

"???" Zhuang Xuteng was stunned by this weird scene. Fortunately, he recovered immediately. While accelerating again, he rolled down the window and stretched out his hand, ready to press the hood at any time. At this time, the police car tried to return to the road to the left, but its right wheel axle scraped against the guardrail several times and got stuck. It tried twice and did not come back.

The black truck seized this opportunity and rushed forward as soon as it regained its balance, vowing to knock down the police car. The highway was now passing an overpass, the kind where the main road is raised so that a secondary road can be drilled underneath to cross it. If it is hit, the vehicle will first experience a drop of eight meters, and then have a warm embrace with the hard road below. Without body modification, most people would not be able to survive.

Now that Zhuang Xuteng has intervened, he must make an effect and cannot let Wagon's conspiracy succeed! He pushed the power to the maximum, and the increased wind resistance blew up the hood. He used his left hand to block it, and using his martial arts skills, he pulled it and flew it away. The front of the armored ferret is exposed, and you can see the steam engine and electric motor shaking as it works. Zhuang Xuteng took one look at it and cursed in his mind: That piece of shit needs to be armored, it must be cutting corners for me!

It is estimated that if there is another collision, the car will be useless, but if it is useless, it will be useless! Zhuang Xuteng doesn’t care about the cost, he just wants the result! Just as he was chasing forward and preparing to intercept the truck again, the PCPD showed off its skills.

The car with only two wheels on the ground twisted left and right, and the wheels rolled over the railing with a bang, and it got rid of its leaning posture very lightly. At the same time, it also used this twisting and bouncing to trick the truck into retracting behind it through a sudden brake, causing the truck to hit the guardrail!

"This is the traffic police!" Zog roared angrily, then raised his hand to wipe the blood from his forehead.

Zhuang Xuteng heard his cry and was unmoved and still implemented his plan. The armored ferret did not slow down, avoided and passed the police car, and still charged towards the black truck. At this point, the truck bounced itself through the guardrail and was turning to the left. Zhuang Xuteng slightly modified his plan and drove the Armored Weasel directly into its left rear wheel.

"Bang!" The collision was particularly strong this time. Parts in the engine compartment of the Armored Weasel were flying around, and high-pressure steam sprayed a belt loop that was used for an unknown part into the sky. The power of the entire vehicle was instantly impotent.

Under the life-threatening impact of the armored ferret, the truck swerved for the second time, trying to regain its balance by taking advantage of its large weight and many wheels. At this time, the police car rushed up, never giving him a second chance, overtaking the armored ferret, following Zhuang Xuteng's footsteps, and also crashed into the left rear wheel of the truck.

There was also a limit to its ability to grip the ground. The truck completely lost its balance and rolled sideways. At the first 90 degrees, it fell hard to the ground. The impact was so strong that the side of the cargo box collapsed directly. The entire car still couldn't stop and continued to roll over. Then it turned 90 degrees and turned eight wheels upward.

There were sparks and lightning all the way, and the truck slid and spun, leaving a thick and dark mark on the highway. Zhuang Xuteng's car lost power and the hydraulic pressure of the brakes dropped rapidly. He couldn't do anything else but pull over and stop as soon as possible. The PCPD police car also began to slow down and stopped on the side of the road, tilting the car slightly to create a shield. Mike Lebedev pushed the door down, used the door as a shield, and held a shadow gun to observe the direction of the truck, while young Zog stayed in the cab, lowering his body and calling for support through the radio.

Zhuang Xuteng did not go over immediately, but went around to the back of the car and opened the trunk. He just changed into new clothes today, and there is no need to expose his style to the PCPD. Fortunately, he took off his shirt and put on the armored jacket used to perform the mercenary mission. Then he took off his sunglasses and mask, and just put on the gas mask.

He walked towards the two PCPDs and spread his hands to show that he meant no harm. Mike turned around and took a look. Zhuang Xuteng immediately used the knowledge he learned in the PCPD training class to make a few tactical gestures. This action made Mike think he was a PCPD in civilian clothes. Considering that the "masked man" had saved him twice before, he might as well believe it.

"I'll cover, you go to the left and use the partition in the middle of the highway as a cover." Mike laid out the tactics with a brief gesture, and then prepared to cover from the right. Zhuang Xuteng was anxious for a while, this PCPD really didn't know the importance! With his current equipment, he would have to eat a pot of orangutans and baboons from the Wild Monkey Gang, but he still dared to see the killer?

"Hide where you are! Don't move!" Zhuang Xuteng yelled, which really stopped Mike. The PCPD's combat effectiveness mainly relies on various equipment, but the two men were investigating in civilian clothes before, and now they are just wearing daily police uniforms, which is far from their fully armed combat effectiveness. Zhuang Xuteng also knew how to bring combat equipment as soon as possible when in danger, but these two people were still not calm enough!

The truck only overturned and did not explode. Most of the people who wanted to kill them were not killed. Zhuang Xuteng stared closely at the cab of the truck, the shadow energy gathering in his fingers, and the bone spear gun was already aimed and ready to go. At this time, Zog, who was in the driver's seat, raised his head, holding the intercom in one hand, and reported anxiously: "The radio is broken, it's all noise..."

The car door opened, and a man in a black armored suit rolled out. Zhuang Xuteng fired immediately, and he did not need to abide by the PCPD's principle of warning first and then shooting. Just as the bone spear flew out, the black suit made a crouching start while rolling, then accelerated suddenly, charging towards the police car like a cannonball.

A guy with high speed and explosive power! Zhuang Xuteng's reaction speed was able to keep up in the six-flash state, and he also ordered the whole body implant to move and start accelerating. The driving assistance suit implant does not have high-speed and high-explosion effects, and cannot launch people with just one kick of the legs. However, it can still provide strong pedaling force. As long as Zhuang Xuteng controls the movements of his legs, steps firmly and steadily step by step, the implant can help him continue to increase his speed, to several times the limit of ordinary people.

Ordinary people's neural responses and muscle control accuracy cannot keep up with implants, but Zhuang Xuteng can keep up. He can eventually progress to a speed comparable to that of high-speed and high-burst implants, but that must take at least eight steps.

The opponent only used one step, which not only made the bone spear technique ineffective, but also allowed him to fly half the distance. When Zhuang Xuteng took the second step, the black suit had already arrived beside the police car and punched Zog. The power of this punch was astonishing. It directly penetrated the armored glass of the car door, carrying countless fragments and hitting Zog's left temple. When Zhuang Xuteng took the third and fourth steps, Zog's head was exploding and splitting. It was obvious that no one could save him.

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