I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 177 Blood of Sad Wind

The bloody picture is made up of people and seats. Kemen saw a man wearing a peaked cap pick up a sharp knife in the stadium, with his head down, unable to see his face clearly.

He bowed his head, muttering indistinct strange words in his mouth.

The whisper that Kermon heard was coming from the man in the peaked cap, but his voice wasn't chaotic or powerful enough to have a very noticeable impact on Kermon.

The man in the peaked cap stabbed a red seat with a knife, and when the knife went down, blood came out.

One time, two times, three times, he stabbed faster and faster, and the red seat seemed to be enlarged, and a large amount of blood was spurted out. The blood flowed more and more until it soaked to the ground of the stadium.

When I feel this, the picture disappears.

The confused whispers did not affect Kemon, which shows how strong 256.5's resistance is.

Kemen returned to the red seat again, looked at the blood gushing out, and asked abruptly, "Captain Luo, has this blood been sent for quality inspection?"

"It has been taken for quality inspection. The blood component is human blood, with human hemoglobin and other substances, but the DNA inside is not human genes..." Luo Yuan shook his head.

"Well, then let me deal with it. Can you avoid it for a while? Give me half a minute." Kemon said.

Luo Yuan was stunned, "What are you doing?"

"Do the research, otherwise what else can I do." Kemon didn't say what he wanted to do.

Luo Yuan said, "Wait, wait" and ask for instructions.

After a while, the director called Kermon and asked him what he wanted to do.

"Cat." Kemon said only one word.

The director realized, it turned out to be the case.

It is indeed better to use the big face cat to directly check the information of the bloody seat than everyone's random guess.

Now the Bureau of Investigation has not moved the red seat because the scene still needs to be investigated and the integrity needs to be maintained for synesthesia.

Kemon's method is very violent, knowing the seat information directly from the information level.

The more you know, the higher the probability of synaesthesia. The people of the investigation bureau secretly said this, and the director agreed without thinking too much, but he also told Kemeng that he must bring out a rational copy when he is synesthesia. If the situation is not good, just take a look. transcript.

Not long after, the people in the gymnasium were called outside, or they were called to wait in the passage downstairs.

Kemeng asked Tang Yuan Bai Sugar to follow him, and he took a picture of the cat with a big face, staring directly at it for fifteen seconds.

Fifteen seconds later, he put the big-faced cat back into the scarf, and then savored the strange knowledge he had just acquired.

"Flesh Seat"

"The person who sits on the seat will be eaten by the seat, and his flesh and blood will become part of it."

"Currently, the Flesh Seat is in a damaged state and its function is lost."

The above is the knowledge of the seat, and then the blood from the seat, with additional explanations.

"Blood of Sad Wind"

"Drinking this blood, one's own behavior will gradually become sad"

Sad wind... Kemeng has a strange expression on his face. The vocabulary given by the big-faced cat is quite spiritual. I didn't expect it to have such words in its small thesaurus.

Looking at the bleeding seat, Kemon reported the function of the seat and the blood flow to the director.

The director expressed his understanding, and he sent the information to every investigator who was investigating the case as soon as possible.

A minute later, the investigators at the stadium knew the purpose of the blood and the seats in the stadium.

"So, does this blood have anything to do with the incident?"

"I guess the victim got hurt by that, um, so I found a seat to vent my anger?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, but we have to consider one thing. We can't find information sources on the Internet with our investigation bureau. This person really has something, and he is not an ordinary criminal." Someone said.

Kermon has worked in the investigation bureau for a while, and already knows that there is a special item of the Internet in the headquarters of the investigation bureau, and the entire network of the whole country is monitored by it.

"The communication network is different from the Internet," Kemon said.

"But now that the network is developing, the two have already connected..." Cheng Le said.

Kemon didn't understand the principle of this kind of network, so he simply didn't think about it, and based on the existing information, he quietly communicated and deepened his feeling.

Slowly, another strange picture poured in.

The man in the peaked cap stood in the middle of the stadium, blood was all over the ground, and he sang something loudly, as if calling for something.

But the cap call didn't work out, and a lot was missing from the scene.

Without those things, the summoning would fail with a high probability. The other party seemed to have no knowledge in this area, and did not know how difficult it was to summon without direction.

The synaesthesia scene ended here, but Kemon didn't give up.

Synaesthesia doesn't stop there. Just now Kemen saw the knife and hat of the man in the peaked cap.

Where did you buy the knife?

Where did you buy the hat?

These are the two things that impress Kemon the most, because they are so impressive that they can naturally synathesia slowly.

In addition, Kemon himself was at the scene of the murder, and with the environment bonus, he quickly found the feeling.

If you were an ordinary person, you would definitely not be able to use the synaesthesia ability like Kemeng who eats and drinks water.

Not long after, Kemen saw pictures of one or two online stores. These two items were online shopping items.

After taking a look at the time, Kemon uploaded the information he had just communicated to his superiors.

There is a specific time and a store name, as long as the person who placed the order at that time is locked.

The higher-ups expressed that they attached great importance to it, and immediately sent the news to the headquarters for further investigation by that Internet tool.

After a while, Kemon got new news.

The person has been found, and he is an ordinary office worker in a certain residential area in Whale City, who lives on the eighteenth floor.

According to the location given above, Kemeng led people to rush there immediately.

In order to protect Kemeng's safety, members of the three investigation teams accompanied Kemeng to a certain community.

When we arrived at the community, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the night was hazy, covering this quiet community.

Kemen found that the lights on the eighteenth floor were not turned on, and wondered if the owner was in the house.

In the community, the street lamps glowed with cold light, and some children were moving around in the garden carefree, and they didn't seem to feel anything unusual.

The soldiers carefully dispersed the unsuspecting people, and Kemon had already led them into the elevator.

There are a total of twelve people in the three groups, and everyone is crowded in the freight elevator that comes with a community, and clicks on the eighteenth floor.

With a buzzing sound, the elevator slowly climbed up from the -1 floor, beating word by word.

After a while, the elevator jumped from the 17th floor to the 18th floor.

With a ding, the elevator door opened, and there was a dark corridor outside.

Stepping into the aisle, the cold wind gently caressed Kemen's face.

Approach Room 1801, which is Room 1 on the eighteenth floor.

Everyone looked at each other, and a technician controlled the drone to fly outside the window on the eighteenth floor, and first turned on the lights to illuminate the inside.

As soon as the lights were turned on, curtains were hung on every window of the residents, and the drone could not take a specific picture, so I don't know what happened.

After thinking about it, Kemeng signaled everyone to make way, then patted the scarf, and a round ball of glutinous rice balls appeared on the stage.

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