Ke Xue: Shinichi and I are childhood friends

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"Run! Zheng Hell King is here!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"Inspection Bureau! Let's run separately!"

…

The members of the Apocalypse Cult saw more than a dozen transformed people being trampled to pieces in the blink of an eye, without any resistance.

Suddenly there was a roar of terror, and they fled in all directions in panic.

The police officers from the patrol bureau chased around, holding batons to greet them and beat them with batons.

The originally peaceful civilian area suddenly became agitated, the sky was full of boils, and ghosts were crying and wolves howling.

Shen Bei breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Chuanyu and others were paralyzed on the ground. They were extremely lucky to have one less battle.

"Shen Bei!"

Gu Changfeng ran over in a few steps, his eyes showing concern, but his tone was completely opposite: "Are you still alive?"

Shen Bei:......

If you talk like this, can you have a girlfriend?

Gu Changfeng looked past Shen Bei and looked at Qi Chuanyu and others behind him: "Stand up, a few Tianqi cults have scared you to this point. Guys without hair are unreliable in their work."

Shen Beigang wanted to say something.

Gu Changfeng stretched out his hand to interrupt: "I understand, Director Zheng has solved the problem of several reformers. This is strength. We need to learn more in the future."

"From the moment I found out that your Zhatian Gang was tasked with monitoring the Apocalypse Cult, I knew that you, Shen Bei, would definitely be in trouble. I really had a premonition."

"Ask in advance that transforming people is an unexpected situation and there will be no additional bonus."

Gu Changfeng chattered endlessly, but the previous words were all foreshadowing, and the last sentence was the key.

Shen Bei coughed and said, "Gu Zuo said, the little girl called the police because of the headhunters."

"This..." Gu Changfeng rolled his eyes: "She... she was picked up by us on the way and has nothing to do with this matter."

Shen Bei didn't want to get entangled, he had more important things to do. Moreover, we have to race against time.

Too late and the chance is gone!

Shen Bei said: "Can I leave?"

"Huh?" Gu Changfeng was quite surprised: "Why are you so anxious?"

Shen Bei waved his hand and left directly: "Go home for dinner."

Gu Changfeng:? ? ?

"Just wait a moment! There are still a lot of things to ask here!"

"Ask my dog-headed military advisor Qi Chuanyu."

Until Shen Bei's back disappeared into the night, the corners of Gu Changfeng's mouth were still twitching.

In his heart, he blamed his sister Gu Xinrou for being nothing and not being able to educate a student well.

Just leave as you say, there are no rules at all.

It’s just free-range!

At this time, Director Zheng took the white handkerchief handed over by a police officer, wiped the blood on his fingers, threw it into the smelly ditch, and came to Gu Changfeng's side.

"Director!"

Gu Changfeng stood at attention and saluted.

Director Zheng was wearing a tall and well-fitted suit, tie, and shiny leather shoes.

There is a brooch inserted on the right chest, and on the brooch is an exquisite national emblem.

The following eight gilt fonts read: Clear love, only for China.

His whole person couldn't help but exude the aura of a superior person, which made people dare not look directly at him and make him look down upon.

Director Zheng nodded slightly, his eyes deep and absorbing: "Shen Bei is gone?"

Gu Changfeng was stunned: "How do you know?"

Gu Changfeng was extremely certain that Director Zheng had never met Shen Bei in person.

Just now, he was crushing the modified people one by one, so he definitely had no time to take care of the situation here.

How could he be so sure that Shen Bei was gone?

Director Zheng pointed at the other members of the Zhaotian Gang who were paralyzed on the ground, and chuckled: "These melons don't look like students who dare to fight."

Qi Chuanyu and others:...

Director Zheng then looked at the collapsed bungalow courtyard aside.

Walked over leisurely.

Gu Changfeng followed him as he progressed and introduced: "According to the little girl's call to the police, the Zhaotian Gang and others encountered the headhunters here, but I don't know if they are peripheral members or formal members."

Director Zheng walked into the yard silently.

The first thing I saw was a corpse lying upside down and dead in a very tragic manner.

Director Zheng kicked the toe of his leather shoes, his eyes unwavering: "Enter fingerprints and search the database."

Gu Changfeng nodded and called his men to come forward and start working.

The two walked into the house.

The pungent smell of blood hit his nostrils like a tide.

The entire ground was filled with blood and was sticky, making it impossible to step down.

Gu Changfeng groaned, with a look of disgust on his face.

But Director Zheng was indifferent. He walked in, kicked the corpses one by one, and took a look.

"At least five people were killed using different techniques."

Director Zheng said something.

Gu Changfeng shrugged: "That means all the members of the Zhatian Gang are involved."

Director Zheng knelt down, picked up the body of the dead girl, and walked outside.

Gu Changfeng followed behind and asked: "Among these dead people, I still know one person. He was a petty thief...According to the laws of the country, a crime cannot lead to death."

"But Shen Bei and others are completely unaware and regard them as headhunters. There seems to be nothing wrong with them, right?"

Gu Changfeng defended the Zhatian Gang.

This must be said, and it won't work if you don't say it, otherwise it will be unclear if old scores are turned over in the future.

Before the matter gets serious, the director must be informed, which can be regarded as an early warning.

Both inside and outside the words were meant to excuse Shen Bei and others.

Director Zheng stopped slightly, turned his head and said: "Where are the gangsters? I didn't see them. They are all headhunters. If the members of the Weather Cult can be saved after being brainwashed, the headhunters are clearly turning themselves into killing machines. If they encounter them in the future, Come, shoot without mercy."

"yes!"

"Burned!"

Gu Changfeng ran to the car outside the alley, opened the gas tank cap, inserted the plastic tube, took a deep breath, and pumped out some gasoline.

Return to the bungalow and sprinkle with gasoline.

Director Zheng raised one foot, and a flame emerged from the toe and flew in.

A raging fire rose into the sky.

Qi Chuanyu and others, who were members of the Zhatian Gang, looked at the huge fire, looked at each other, and then collapsed on the ground.

…

In the small courtyard.

The staff has completed the information retrieval of Boss Wu.

"Wu Lin, nicknamed Boss Wu, is the owner of a courier company and a social martial artist. The last time his attributes were tested was a week ago, and he has broken through to the third level of martial arts."

Listen to the staff's report, whether it's the other police officers present.

Or maybe Gu Changfeng or Director Zheng both had a change of expression.

Gu Changfeng opened his mouth even more exaggeratedly, his eyeballs protruded and almost fell to the ground!

His voice was almost squeezed out of his throat, and he growled and asked: "Are you sure there is no problem with your database? How is this possible!"

Director Zheng squinted his eyes and frowned slightly.

No one believes it, and no one wants to believe it!

Shen Bei...a freshman.

He actually killed a third-grade warrior, and he was also a headhunter!

The staff also sniffed in surprise: "The database is infallible. Even hackers cannot break through the firewall. It is impossible to falsify."

You know, all attribute detection equipment across the country are uniformly connected to the Internet.

As long as there is a warrior detection, the data will be automatically encrypted and transferred to the national database.

Even Jian Tong’s second-hand testing equipment cannot be used without an Internet connection!

Moreover, testing equipment is a state monopoly, and other companies or individuals cannot manufacture it even if they want to.

The database query permissions are extremely demanding.

Even if it is a patrol room, there must be two people, each with a password.

Others want to check someone's data without even thinking about it. Even Director Zheng has to report to the two of them and keep a record.

Moreover, the query actions and videos of the two people who control the database will also be stored, should any information be leaked.

Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided!

Even high school and college students do not have the authority to inquire.

It can only check the students' printed slips, and if the students don't show it, the school won't know the specific values ​​of each student.

Of course, the martial arts test is an exception.

It can be seen that the country has extremely complicated steps and security measures for database protection.

Even some people's information cannot be queried and is hidden in the database. Only national figures with very high authority can browse it.

At this moment.

When Boss Wu's information popped up, everyone was dumbfounded.

Gu Changfeng, in particular, scratched his hair.

He couldn't figure it out, how did Shen Bei kill a third-grade warrior in a hand-to-hand fight without any dirty tricks?

Incomprehensible.

It’s unimaginable!

Director Zheng asked: "What grade is Shen Bei?"

Gu Changfeng answered almost without thinking: "A first-year student of Wuhan University in Lingnan City is extraordinary."

"check!"

Director Zheng instructed the staff.

The staff took out the formalities and Director Zheng signed them for confirmation.

After completing the procedures, the two staff members entered their passwords again and began to query Shen Bei's information.

While waiting, Director Zheng said again: "I don't believe Shen Bei is a first-class warrior."

Gu Changfeng frowned: "That means you are growing too fast, right?"

Director Zheng straightened out the wrinkles on his suit: "That's why he is the number one scholar who is rare in a century."

Gu Changfeng touched his chin, but his thoughts were far away.

Thinking: How much money should I ask Shen Bei for?

The gift is appropriate.

Soon.

The staff interrupted Gu Changfeng's "money-making" plan.

The staff pointed at the tablet with horror and shock and said:

"It's bad! I... We have been warned by the database system!"