Hardcore crisis

Yan Zhiwen is a very good talent. He was able to achieve what he is now by himself. How could ordinary people do it?

He has ability, IQ, and emotional intelligence, all he lacks is an opportunity.

When Lu Yuan gave him this opportunity, Yan Zhiwen grabbed it tightly to see if he could handle it.

After taking care of this matter, we have to start dealing with another matter. Yan Zhiwen's arrangement on the surface is combined with the arrangement and assistance in the dark, so that he can cope with various situations in the future.

The first thing to do is talent!

This talent is different from the kind of talent in the normal sense, but a talent of a special nature.

When Lu Yuan was selecting senior software engineers at the forum, he also made another special test to select special talents to prepare for overseas deployment.

That is the "Special Talent Selection Plan"!

Scope, all countries in the world with Internet.

As long as you have a computer or are online, based on some browsing records, this special test will send emails in local languages ​​to certain selected groups of people for testing purposes.

Based on Sunny’s preliminary screening, it is estimated that the number of people covered will reach millions. It seems like a lot, but in fact, it is only a small part of the billions of Internet users around the world.

"Well, not bad, this set of test questions should be pretty good."

Lu Yuan did it himself, with a smile on his face. Using this set of test questions to test, he should be able to select some of the talents he needs... Of course, there are still some that cannot be selected based on this, but need to be selected based on specific information.

"Then...let's begin!"

With a flick, the Enter key on the keyboard was pressed hard, and this data was instantly transmitted to the entire world via optical cables.

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Japan, Tokyo. Matsudo City.

19:30.

"I'm back."

The door was pushed open with a click, and Zeyue Dongchuan walked into the entrance hall with his handbag and said softly.

"I'm back." Liangzi was wearing the most common clothes for housewives, holding a spoon in his hand, looking at his son and smiling, "How were you at school today?"

"It's okay."

Zeyue Dongchuan smiled back, put on his slippers and walked into the living room. His sister Zeyue Zhongmei suddenly jumped out and shouted with a smile: "Brother, welcome home."

"Miko, come here and wash your hands, we're going to eat soon." Ryoko stopped Sawatsu Nakamei's nonsense and told her to wash her hands quickly.

As usual, there were only three people from the family eating at home. Sawue Dongchuan's father is a deputy police officer. He is so busy at work that he hardly has time to eat with his family. Such dinners for three people have long been used to Sawue Dongchuan.

After eating, Zeyue Dongchuan went upstairs to his room. He sat down at his desk and began to review his homework.

"elder brother!"

The door was suddenly opened, and Zeyue Zhongmei looked pitifully, as if she had something to say.

"What's wrong?"

Look back. Zeyue Dongchuan's face was full of helplessness.

"On your day off this week, can you accompany me to Shibuya?"

"What are you going to Shibuya for?"

"Shopping. Fengzi keeps asking me to go to Shibuya, but I haven't agreed. She helped me a lot last time. This time I will go shopping with her."

"...You have no money, right?" Zeyue Dongchuan could see Zeyue Zhongmei's thoughts at a glance.

"Hehe. My brother understands me best."

"Hey, come here."

Sawue Higashikawa sighed, and the action of taking out his wallet immediately made Sawue Nakame cheer. She jumped to his side, watched her brother take out 20,000 yen from his wallet, and accepted it with a bright smile. Pass.

"Thank you brother!"

Thank you loudly to Zeyue Dongchuan, Zeyue Zhongmei happily walked out of the door. When she closed the door, Sawue Dongchuan, who had been smiling just now, immediately turned cold and expressionless, completely different from his previous behavior.

Turning on the computer, instead of reviewing his homework, Zeyue Dongchuan turned his attention to the entire screen.

Skillfully opening a secret folder, entering the decompression password, and opening the decompressed files, Sawue Dongchuan stared at the batch of files with cold eyes - more than a thousand photos!

This number of photos is nothing, but the content in the photos is enough to make people stunned.

Those are various photos taken about a certain male high school student, from daily life photos to school photos, from streets to toilets, everything!

Taking out the notebook from the drawer, Sawue Dongchuan finally had a smile on his face. On the last page, he crossed out the letter marked F with a red pen.

died.

Only he himself understands the meaning of crossing it out with a red pen.

This means the target is dead and does not arouse police suspicion.

In the past two years, this was the sixth person he had successfully killed. It was very successful. It was a disguised accident. Those idiots from the police headquarters had no idea that this was actually a homicide and not just a simple accident. You can't blame the police for being stupid. Who knows that he has a father in the police department, and Sawue Togawa is already very familiar with the police's way of handling cases.

"Who should be next?"

Sawato Higashikawa had no remorse in his heart. The people he killed were all scum that absolutely deserved to die. Since Japanese law could not punish these scum, then he should punish these people on behalf of the law. For example, this "F", because his father is one of the school directors, uses his power to bully others, so that the bullied people dare to be angry and dare not speak out. It is rumored that this "F" raped someone and caused a pregnancy and miscarriage. In the end it was settled.

So, he deserves to die!

Thinking of "F"'s tragic situation before his death, Zeyue Dongchuan began to breathe rapidly, his pale face immediately turned rosy, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable excitement.

Very good, really good, another person was successfully sanctioned.

Sawuetsu Higashikawa looked at the collected photos several times. Although he knew that these photos, especially the photos of the deceased before his death, would be extremely dangerous evidence if exposed, he still kept them without hesitation. .

First, it was kept very secret, and no one could open it without a password. Needless to say, the second thing is that looking at these photos is Zeyue Dongchuan's greatest enjoyment, which is 10,000 times more exciting than anything else that can bring him.

"Well, let's start looking for the next target."

After closing the folder, Zeyue Dongchuan licked his lips and flipped through another hidden folder. When he opened it, there were only a dozen photos, but they were all photos of different people.

Some are from the front, some from the side, and some are just from the back. But without exception, these photos were all taken secretly.

"Which one should I choose?"

As the mouse moved back and forth over these photos, Saetsu Dongchuan looked like he was choosing his favorite products, with an expression of indescribable joy on his face.

"By the way, it seems that you haven't killed a woman yet, right?"

As if he remembered something, Zeyue Dongchuan suddenly realized that he double-clicked on a photo and selected a certain target.

This girl named Chengtian Fengzi is dressed fashionably in the photos, pretty and lively, and there is no trace of her being a high school girl of the same age as his sister.

This is a **, Zeyue Dongchuan knew it very well, because by chance, he saw this woman dating three boys at the same time, and she also showed off in front of others, just for money.

So, she has to die.

Killing is an art. Sawue Togawa never thinks that killing is linked to crudeness and evil. It is just a superficial understanding of ignorant people. In fact, killing is an aesthetic art. Only by raising killing to the level of art can we understand it. to the beauty in it.

Since it is art, it must not be done simply by killing people.

For this reason, no one knows that he has taught himself human anatomy, surgery, forensics, etc. for this art. His understanding of human body structure is not inferior to that of any surgeon or physician.

Of course, this is not enough.

Knowledge of history, geography, physics, mechanics, advanced mathematics, etc. can be combined and used. This is the confidence that he has repeatedly killed six people and still managed to hide it from the police.

Although there were times when mistakes could not be concealed, the good handling of evidence beforehand also made the police completely unable to find the direction to solve the case, and even made his father unable to return home for a month.

"Ding!"

An email came without warning. Just as he was browsing the photos, the sound of the email's arrival caught Sawoe Togawa's attention.

Frowning, Zeyue Dongchuan stopped browsing the photos and clicked on the mailbox. There was an unread email from Google Mail, lying quietly inside.

Who sent him the email?

wrong!

Zeyue Dongchuan suddenly realized that something was wrong. He had two mailboxes, one was a publicly used mailbox, but this mailbox was relatively hidden and had never been disclosed to friends, nor had it left any traces on any website or forum. , the email should not have been received.

Is it spam?

The email address he used was a very niche email address. Logically speaking, there should be no spam.

With this premise in mind, Zeyue Dongchuan became a little cautious. He first disconnected from the network, then ran the sandbox, and then clicked the mouse to open the email.

First there is a piece of Japanese text, to the effect that you are welcome to be selected to participate in a unique test. This test will change your life. If you are willing, please go...

If you are an ordinary person, you will only feel confused about this email. If you don't know why, you might just click delete and put it in the recycling box.

However, Sawue Togawa was not very interested in the content of the email. In fact, after he roughly scanned the content, he focused on the picture below the email content.

It is a very simple picture. Anyone with certain art skills can copy it in seven or eight minutes.

However, it was such a simple picture that made Zeyue Dongchuan stand in front of the monitor and stared at it for more than five minutes before he came to his senses in a daze. (To be continued ~^~)

PS: I thought Yun Dan Feng Qing Shuyou was a joke, but I didn’t expect it to be actually given to an alliance leader. It was too straightforward. I'll try my best tomorrow and will update more.