Superpower War: My Seven Billion Eyes Monitor The World

"Let you be mentally prepared."

Trainee detective Luo Er Su awkwardly put on his white gloves and picked up the white cloth. Gu Zuo sighed deeply and covered it again.

"Don't damage the crime scene."

The white cloth was not a police station, it was already present at the crime scene.

For unfinished works, artists are accustomed to covering them with a white cloth to block wind and dust.

Rohr turned around and returned to the police team and the forensic doctor, intending to continue to eavesdrop on some news. There was no fear on his face about this strange murder scene.

"The deceased has been identified," a police officer reported.

"The female upper body name is Fang Yiyi, a third-year graduate student at Misriton University."

"The lower body of a man is..."

The reporter glanced around vigilantly, then whispered in Sheriff Thomson's ear: "Mutated parasite."

Mutated parasite, that is, the state of the parasite in the process of transforming into a super-machine monster.

Thomson frowned slightly at first, then slowly relaxed.

I frowned because the case was complicated, but felt relieved because I could push the case to the Superpower Bureau.

"Who is who?" Seeing the two whispering, Luo Er turned his face playfully and said with a smile.

"Roll Su!" Sheriff Thomson turned to him and shouted coldly.

"Again, you're just a trainee detective."

"Get out of here!"

"Immediately, now."

After roaring, Thomson glanced at Wolfe impatiently.

"Mr. Sheriff, please listen to me..." Before Rohr could finish his words, he was skillfully stood up by Wolfe.

Throw it outside the door.

"What are you doing without a salary?" Wolfe said helplessly.

The two knew each other well and often got together to drink wine and go to nightclubs.

Luo Er's face turned serious, he took off his hat and covered his chest and shouted in a very neutral tone:

"To wipe out Moss's sins!"

"Wolf, join this great cause!"

Wolfe gritted his teeth and raised his legs, preparing to kick him.

When Luo Er saw this, he nimbly dodged and dodged.

Before the second kick comes, run away.

After a while, I finally ran home. My body was so weak that I couldn't breathe after running for a while.

His home was not far from the murder scene.

It was a two-story gray sandalwood house with oak trees planted on both sides and a lawn in front.

In the middle of the lawn is a cobblestone path.

The entire suite exudes elegance and comfort.

The market price is 1.5 million eagle dollars, which is extremely expensive.

"Damn!" In front of the door, Luo Er searched his pocket and found that the key had been lost.

He is of mixed race and Chinese. According to Yingli's policy, he cannot register for the supercomputing ring.

"Su Lin, open the door!"

he shouted, slapping Menfei sharply.

A crunch.

The wooden door slowly opened, and a young man appeared.

He has black hair and brown eyes, and has standard Xialong facial features. One of his eyes is lifeless and is an electronic prosthetic eye.

There is a mechanical iron ring on the throat, which is a voice aid.

[Is the password so difficult to remember?]

Sulin's throat squirmed, making a cold mechanical sound.

"How could anyone set a ninety-nine-digit password..." Luo Er rolled his eyes at him.

[Easy to remember, pi is ninety-nine decimal places]

The voice was very weak and no emotion could be heard.

"hiss..."

Rolle took a deep breath.

"I won't argue with you."

He swallowed this breath, threw away Su Lin's arm, rushed into the house, and went straight to the refrigerator.

[You don’t go to class]

"Okay, okay, don't bother me, okay? OK?"

Luo Er was annoyed, took out some snacks and drinks, and hid in his room.

Close the door, turn on the private mode, put away the jokes as usual, and open the news report of a case twelve years ago while talking about beef jerky with a solemn expression.

Su Lin looked around outside the room, his mechanical prosthetic eye emitting a red light, scanning to see if Rohr had brought back any dirty things. He silently walked back to his room after confirming that there was nothing abnormal.

They are two half-brothers from a reorganized family.

His father gave birth to Su Lin with his first wife in Xia Long. After his first wife passed away, he immigrated to Yingli with six-year-old Su Lin and met Luo Er's mother.

The two fell in love, and a year later, Luo Ersu was born.

There is a seven-year age difference between the two brothers. One is currently a junior high school student and the other is a freshman.

Family conditions have never been very good.

Rolle was not good at studying since he was a child, so he could only attend private colleges, and the tuition fees were extremely expensive.

Life education is becoming increasingly scarce.

Then one day.

Their family is no longer short of money.

Twelve years ago.

His parents died in an accidental car accident. Su Lin, who was only fourteen years old at the time, survived. Rohr was in school at the time and escaped the disaster.

The two brothers received a total of eleven insurance policies, with a total insurance premium of two million eagle dollars.

From then on, the two brothers were no longer short of money.

The basic necessities of life are good, and the conditions are favorable. His elder brother Su Lin has a strong ability in learning and scientific research. After going to college, he received annual bonuses.

Luo Er only cares about playing and having fun.

The relationship between the two can only be described as strange.

We could still play together when we were young, but as we grow older, our personalities become more distinct and difficult to get along with.

When Luo Er was in high school, he often invited his classmates to his house for parties but would not invite Su Lin. He said:

"Su Lin is too boring and not cool at all."

After entering high school, he didn't even call Su Lin Yige.

...

Table World, Moss City Police Department, Autopsy Room.

Forensic lady Rosa Betty took a knife and unsewed the two half-body bodies, and a flash of white flashed among the bright red flesh and blood.

"Um?"

A trace of doubt flashed across her brows.

He put his hand into the body and fiddled with it for a while, as if he touched something.

Some bumps and convexes click together, just like the facial features of a human face.

Rosa shuddered and took out the things.

"ah!!!"

A scream echoed through the autopsy room, attracting a group of police officers with guns drawn to investigate.

"What's going on?" Sheriff Thomson frowned.

Rosa trembled and pointed into the distance.

Thomson looked in the direction she pointed.

On the autopsy table, under the incandescent lamp, there was a clown mask lying.

hiss!

Everyone immediately took a deep breath.

In Yingli Country, there are not many things that can scare forensic doctors.

The clown mask counts as one.

"This time I really have to leave it to the supernatural bureau." Thomson put away the gun and sighed.

No matter whether this mask is genuine or not, it is the work of a follower, a copycat, or the [Joker] himself.

We can't investigate further.

If we continue to investigate, if it is genuine, if it is the work of the [Joker] himself, if one person does not handle it well, the whole police department may be involved.

Unlike Xia Long, Ying Li has "Bu Shuo" to control public opinion. The existence of "Clown" is known to both the outside and inside worlds, and he is revered like a ghost.

"Wolf, send the mask to the Supernatural Powers Bureau."

Thomson said coldly.

"The search information will also be sent over."

"Case closed."

"Why choose me?!" The swarthy and thin police officer Wolfe trembled and his whole body was shaking.

How could such a big scene be left to him, a trainee police officer?

Looking at the autopsy table, he was so frightened that he even had an illusion. The blood of the corpse in front of him seemed to be bubbling with heat, and there was a rapid breathing sound.

It seemed like it was his own, but also like... it belonged to the mask.

"Go if you are told, hurry up!"

Thomson kicked him on the waist and said impatiently.

"Damn black dog."

Wolfe stumbled and fell face-first onto the autopsy table, barely making contact with the clown mask on the corpse.

The mask moved!

The autopsy table seemed to be shaking!

Everyone suffered cardiopulmonary arrest.

They all took out their pistols and aimed them at the autopsy table.

"Huh...it's okay, it's okay..." Wolfe held the autopsy table with one hand and picked up the mask with the other, panting and trembling.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and put back their pistols.

The vibration on the autopsy table just now turned out to be caused by Wolfe, a coward.

"Wolf, you really should go get a CT scan to see if what's in your head is feces." Thomson said with a livid face, then turned his back and left with the police officers one after another.

The delicious night market is coming.

When it's time to drink, when it's time to play games, when it's time to play with women, how can you waste such precious time on investigating the case?

After a few minutes, Wolfe was the only one left in the autopsy room.

There are also two severed corpses on the autopsy table behind him, and a clown mask on his hand.

One person, one corpse, and one mask, but they were so confused that they seemed to have two breaths.

The breathing became more and more rapid and disordered.

Wolf's eyes looked at the mask, becoming more and more psychedelic, and a pleasure that was better than taking drugs came from the palm of his hand.

I can't tell for a moment whether it's an illusion or reality...

Wolfe shook his head to wake himself up, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the night, towards the Superpower Bureau.