Indescribable cyberpunk

"Yellow rainstorm warning, travelers please pay attention to safety."

A hazy and gloomy curtain of rain enveloped the road ahead and the looming buildings in the jungle. This was the second time a warning about heavy rain sounded in the police car.

The sound of rain could still be heard clearly even through the car window.

Zhu Jue pulled on what he had just bought, which was more like a widened black leather windbreaker than a raincoat. He unbuttoned the two buttons on the chest and tried to hide his backpack in it, hanging it in front of him. Let the wind chime have a place to hide from the rain.

Ouch~

The wind chime poked its head out of the backpack with a cry, and then stretched out from Zhu Jue's collar. Its furry forehead was touching his chin. Perhaps because it was not used to this position, the wind chime kept turning its head, with its two tips The gray-haired ears kept scanning Zhu Jue's cheek, and his dark golden eyes were looking out the window for a while, and then staring at Olivia who was also wearing a raincoat next to him.

"Bult, 68 years old, male, courier in Hesse Town. There is no noteworthy information in the report given by the Hesse Town police. All in all, it is just the information of an ordinary elderly man."

Olivia handed a paper document to Zhu Jue, with the seal of the Josetown Police Department printed on the cover.

The census will never stop in any era, and the same is true in Jose Town. The resume of the deceased is recorded and updated regularly. As long as the identity is confirmed, some basic information about him can be known immediately.

"I remember you told me on the way here that the cause of his death was the rotting flesh and blood covering his whole body. What could cause this?"

Zhu Jue took the information and just glanced at it, then stopped looking at it and mentioned other things instead.

You must know that the sources of information recorded by the police station are often based on the oral statements of the parties involved. Simply put, they record what Bult said. After all, the police station in Josetown has limited manpower and detailed investigations do not exist.

"People from the affiliated agency said that there was some kind of special toxin inside the corpse, which made the deceased's body rigid and unable to withstand sunlight. Otherwise, it would only take a few hours for the victim's body to turn into a puddle of mud. '."

Olivia looked through the information sent by the corpse examination department in the audio-visual stick, adjusted the mental protection device placed on her legs with her free hand, and then said,

"No similar victims have been found yet, so the association believes that this may be a new monster that is the source of mental pollution."

"Monster. We have a monster here?"

In such a closed environment, despite the sound of rain outside, the conversation between the two was not deliberately hidden. The policeman sitting in the front row could naturally hear it, and his tone was a little panicked.

"It has not been determined yet. This is confidential, so please do not disclose what we said to others."

Although this is not something that needs to be concealed, Olivia still wants to avoid causing commotion as much as possible, or as late as possible.

"We have never had a mental pollution monster here. I wonder if you have made a mistake. It is actually something else. Even if a monster appears, Bult is just a courier. Why would a monster attack him?"

The policeman who was driving did not stop to ask questions, but kept talking to himself intermittently, and even slowed down a bit.

"Has anything else happened recently?"

Olivia noticed the meaning of his words and asked.

"Yes, this kind of thing has never happened here before. Until that strange painter came to our town, a lot of strange things happened."

"Which painter?"

"It's the person who painted the painting placed next to the corpse. He came to Horse Town two months ago. He said he wanted to complete a beautiful painting here and win an award. He also bought a very remote building. He stayed in his hut all day and never came out to see anyone. Sometimes there was a party in the town, but he didn't attend. He said he wanted to complete his own creation. I'm not just saying this. You can actually ask the people who live around the painter. People, they all know this.”

Perhaps because they didn't want Zhu Jue and Olivia to think that he was a person who spoke ill of him behind his back, the police deliberately added this sentence.

"Have you got that painter under control now?"

The content in the realistic paintings of corpses is too detailed, and it is obviously impossible to draw them in a short time. No one can have that level of painting speed. This means that the painter is probably the first person to discover the corpse and deliberately concealed it. This fact.

Who in the right mind would do this?

In Olivia's view, there was a high possibility that the painter was the murderer, so she notified the police in Josetown through the Archaeological Association as soon as she realized there was something wrong with the painting. However, the reply she received at that time was that the painter had disappeared. .

Therefore, she could only ask the Josep Town police to arrest the painter and take him into custody as soon as possible, pending her interrogation.

"Regarding the arrest of the painter, we are very sorry. The body and the paintings appeared in the swamp. Our investigation direction was not determined at the beginning of the investigation. The town of Jose is surrounded by dense forests and swamps. In addition, Due to the rainy season last year, thick fog often appeared late at night and early in the morning. By the time we discovered the problem and wanted to arrest the man, he had already run away and has not been found yet."

Unlike Shuguang City or other towns, the technology here is still stuck in an older era. Due to the special environment, even common cameras at intersections are not popular, let alone common patrol cameras in cities.

"It seems we have an idea of ​​who the murderer is?"

Zhu Jue glanced at Olivia in surprise. The fact that the painter fled in fear of crime was right in front of them. It seemed that there was nothing left to say.

"Our goal is not only to find the murderer, but also to find out the reasons for the special changes in the corpse. This is the difference between us and the Monster Countermeasures Bureau. The painter's information is also backed up at the Horse Town Police Station. Since he is here Staying in the town must have left traces, and it is impossible to clean them up so quickly."

What the Archaeological Society cares about is not that anyone died, but who caused the situation and why it happened.

In other words, if what appeared in the town of Hosei were ghouls, Bayakis and other monsters that have long been recorded as sources of mental pollution, the Archaeological Association would not accept these cases at all, even if the other party called the Archaeological Association for help. As a result, he will still be transferred to the monster countermeasures bureau.

Because the original intention of the Archaeological Association to establish the field department was not to compete with the Monster Countermeasures Bureau for those thankless jobs, but to focus on finding various incidents that might involve cults, mysterious ruins, and monsters that are the source of special spiritual pollution. Otherwise, Zhu Jue would not Will agree to Olivia joining the Archaeological Association.

"Here we are."

The town of Hesse covers a small area, and it only takes ten minutes to drive from the pier to here.

Pushing open the car door, a gust of wind and rain came oncoming.

Zhu Jue subconsciously raised his hands to block the rain in front of him to prevent the rain from entering his eyes. At the same time, he took a step forward to block Olivia behind him so that she could get off the car smoothly.

When he put his hand down, his eyes immediately fell on the three-story building in front of him.

To be precise, I was attracted by the family standing at the door.

A couple stood in front of the door. To their right was an old woman sitting in a wheelchair with her legs wrapped in a blanket. In front of the three people stood two little boys.

Behind them was the living room on the first floor of the house. There was no light, just deep darkness, and a curtain of rain separated the police car from them.

The dim sky made Zhu Jue unable to see the faces of those people clearly, and even their bodies were a little blurry and distorted under the cover of the rain curtain. This made the former a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously frowned, waiting until Olivia raised her head from behind. She pressed her hand on his back before moving forward.

"What's wrong?"

Olivia pushed down the hood of the raincoat and tightened the cord at the collar to prevent rainwater from drifting in. She noticed that Zhu Jue's movements were a little slow and couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing, it must be an illusion."

The recent continuous reading of "The Book of Dekian" has made Zhu Jue feel a little dazed, and everything seems to be indescribable. At the moment, this situation does not attract much attention from him.