Chapter 161 Chapter 19 The Law of Death

Yin Hui nodded. "I seem to have discovered some specific pattern." The sniper who had been sitting in front of the computer suddenly spoke. His sudden explosion made everyone a little confused. If he didn't speak, several people would think he was asleep. "What rules?" Yin Hui, who was a little hysterical by this confusing case, asked hastily. "These dead people seem somewhat similar in appearance," the sniper replied. "Somewhat similar in appearance?" Everyone froze for a moment. Conan Doyle hurried to the sniper.The sound of pattering footsteps reminded Yin Hui to hurry up too.

Master Niao Niao and Taoist Nun Huang Crane Tower also crowded in front of the computer. On the computer screen, the heads of the six victims were divided into two rows and juxtaposed on the top. Looking at it this way, their appearances are really very similar. "Strange." Conan Doyle straightened his waist: "It is possible to say that these four boys have the same appearance, after all, they were all born to the same father. But what about these boys? The appearance of these boys is really real. somewhat similar." She gasped, and although she couldn't figure out the reason, she said decisively: "Hurry up and call me all the photos of children born on this date, and then exclude them one by one to see the children with similar looks. There are a few more, and then focus on protecting these children."

Her decisiveness and quick-witted response are enough to see the reason why the higher-ups use her as the team leader. Yin Hui sighed that he was not as good as this.When I do things by myself, I always think twice, lest I do things imperfectly.As everyone knows, here, time is life. Maybe a minute saved can save a child's life. The sniper lived up to expectations, his skinny hands that looked like chicken paws tapped back and forth on the keyboard, making crackling noises, rows of strange letters kept flashing on the computer screen, and soon, pictures one after another appeared on the screen. flickering, and in constant exchange.

"Don't you want to identify their faces? Slow down." Yin Hui said. The sniper smiled: "You kid is not as good as me in this! I activated the computer's automatic facial recognition system. With this system, I can quickly select the children with a 100% similarity in appearance from these thousands of children in public. Wouldn't it be much easier to select children in their 60s and then choose from the children selected by the computer." Yin Hui pursed his mouth, did not speak, but gave a thumbs up: "Good job, high technology is amazing." The pictures on the computer were constantly flickering, and Yin Hui felt a little dizzy looking at them, so he had to turn his head behind him.

Buzz buzz. There was a buzzing sound in the office. Based on the experience of staying in the underground office for the past few days, he knew that a member of the team had come in. It should be a scalpel!I sent the proprietress of the phone booth to the hospital and came back. After the buzzing sound, the round door also opened, and the sound of hurried footsteps came, and finally the door of the office was creaked open. Behind the door, there was a pile of energetic scalpels all over his face With a full smile, she looked at Yin Hui and said, "Hey! The proprietress woke up halfway up the mountain, she kept holding my hand, and muttered some nonsense."

"What did she say?" Yin Hui asked casually, not taking this matter to heart at all. "She asked me why I took her there?" "What's so strange about that?" "I said I was taking you to the hospital." "What's the matter?" "Guess what he said? She said I wasn't going to the hospital. I tied a rope to my daughter. She was swinging in the phone booth. I had to get her down." "On a swing?" Several people were shocked for a while, but they didn't realize it for a long time: "You said that the person who was hanged in the phone booth was her daughter?"

The scalpel nodded, then took a sip of water and said, "Yes! And she hung it up by herself. Tsk tsk." "It's so abominable." The sniper was so angry that he said, "The greatest pain in the world is greater than a mother losing a child, and the ghost manipulated the mother to kill her daughter, which is worse than killing her." It's going to be painful!" The blaster also clenched his fists, wishing he could crush the murderer into a piece of jerky. "Okay, sniper, did you find out?" Conan Doyle was not overwhelmed by emotions, and still concentrated all his energy on the computer, not because she was ruthless, but because one of them must be vigilant at all times Sex can win any second for them.

If it is about emotion, I am afraid that Conan Doyle is the most emotional! "Well, thirty people have been screened out." The sniper replied calmly. Conan Doyle leaned forward, staring at the computer screen with piercing eyes.The flashing headshot stimulated her eyes. Yin Hui and the others also came up and looked intently at the thirty children who looked quite similar. "Well, it's much easier now, sniper, good job." Conan Doyle boasted, and then said: "Now find out their specific address, and we will send someone to protect them 24 hours a day." The sniper didn't answer, just tapped his fingers on the computer mountain, and then printed out a piece of information with the appearance of each boy and their home address.

"Okay, send an email to the police station, and I will call their police officer and send someone to protect them 24 hours a day. If an opponent appears, we will know as soon as possible." The sniper nodded, and there was another crackling sound. Conan Doyle called. "Hello, Director Chen? I sent an email to your mailbox. There are 30 children who need to be protected. They are likely to be the next target of this serial murderer. You have to send them to the best The police force protects them. If you find any signs of trouble, you must contact me as soon as possible.” Her crisp and capable voice shows her style as a leader.

"Well, okay, let's do it like this!" After hanging up the phone, Conan Doyle took a breath.Finally got a clue. "I don't think we should be idle here, let's protect this girl! I always feel that this girl's eyes are dim, and her face is a sign of imminent disaster. Although this is just a photo, trust my feeling." Yin Hui's hand pointed at a girl on the computer. The girl has thick eyebrows and big eyes, with two ponytails drooping quietly on her back. Her small cherry mouth shows that she is a typical beauty and ruffian. Conan Doyle nodded, and took a closer look. As Yin Hui said, the girl's frightened eyes were indeed dim.

Anyway, they couldn't stay idle here, and if they could keep one, they would keep one.Immediately ordered everyone to follow him to protect the girl. "Wait!" The door of the underground office had just opened, and the old and thoughtful voice of the Yellow Crane Tower made everyone who was about to go out abruptly stop. "What's wrong with the Yellow Crane Tower?" "No. 48 Desheng Street, No. 50 Desheng Street, No. 78 Desheng Street..." He slowly uttered these words, his eyes lit up: "Sniper, hurry up and get these addresses Enter it into the computer and see what it looks like?" A few people came back again. They didn't know what the hell was going on in the Yellow Crane Tower, but they didn't speak.The room was very quiet, and then there was the sound of a sniper typing on a keyboard.Yin Hui also focused his attention on the flashing computer screen. As he entered all the addresses into the computer, red cursors appeared on the city map and flickered one by one. Every time it flickered, it would cause Yin Hui's heart to beat, and he was a little dumbfounded when he suddenly realized something. What did he notice? Those address cursors are relatively concentrated, and they seem to form an icon. Thirty characters are arranged in nine lines, and every three lines are in the same direction, with irregularities. Suddenly, it looks like the word "death" with a little water removed from it. "It seems that you have caught some rules." Conan Doyle also put a gratified smile on his face, and finally had some clues about this matter, and it seemed that victory was just around the corner, so she couldn't be more excited. How did she know that this was just the beginning, and things were far from being as simple as she imagined. What are the home addresses of the dead children? The Yellow Crane Tower asked him to mark the address of the dead child with yellow symbols, and a series of yellow symbols lit up in the middle of the top three lines of red symbols. "Is it because the other party wants to form a pattern of death?" Yellow Crane Tower finally came up with its own conclusion. "Well, it's very possible." Conan Doyle looked at the very regular combination of marks and nodded: "Then according to your reasoning, who will they hurt next?" Yellow Crane Tower scratched the computer screen with its vicissitudes of life finger, and finally nodded with a smile: "This is the address. Sniper, look up the girl at this address." The sniper moved the mouse to the position of the red dot, Hit the enter key. A picture of a girl appears. It turned out to be the same one that Yin Hui was referring to just now. "Let's go." Conan Doyle didn't have time to continue the investigation. This girl was very dangerous and she had to be there immediately.With a woman's sixth sense, she found that the girl's life might be in danger at any time. The sniper dropped the keyboard and hurried out the door with the large group. "Yin Hui, are you all going?" Conan Doyle ran quickly and asked Yin Hui, who was also impatient and had a hot face beside him. "Well, let's all go, this opponent's ability is beyond our imagination, even if we gang up on that guy, he is not his opponent at all." Yin Hui's alert answer, just from the matter of taking souls and raising ghosts is enough to see that the opponent His morality is much higher than his own.His master Zhao Deshui once told him that generally those who can perform the technique of taking souls and nourishing ghosts must have higher mana than him.And his own spells are obviously not the master's opponent, who knows how strong the opponent's strength is? When they arrived, there was a drizzling rain in the sky. The members of the unbelievable group were all in tight clothes, and each looked for a place that could shelter from the rain and monitor the whereabouts of the girl who was about to be hurt 24 hours a day. send. This place is not very far from the telephone booth in the supermarket, and even Yin Hui can see the telephone booth as soon as he stretches his head. At this moment, the phone booth has been forcibly dismantled, and it is empty.It seems that the supermarket is also showing signs of closing down, and there are very few people in front of the door. The girl they protected lives on the first floor, and this building has only two entrances, one is the main entrance and the other is the window.They should belong to the working family!So I rented and lived in this small room.The space is not big, there is only one bedroom and one kitchen, so it is relatively easy to protect. Everyone concentrated on looking at the people coming around, fearing that any one would suddenly attack and rush into the room, taking a small life away. The building in front blocked all the sunlight, so even though it was daytime, it was still very dark here, and it was cloudy, making this place even more eerie. Everyone has gone to work, and few people stay here. Apart from the patter of raindrops, there are only occasional footsteps passing by in twos and threes. Meow. A fat cat came down from upstairs looking for food. Looking in the dark corridor, the body of the black cat could not be seen at all, only two shining red lights were seen floating in the air. If it wasn't for the screaming cat The cry reminded the world that ordinary people would definitely be frightened. Aww... Suddenly, the black cat let out a mournful neighing sound, and finally jumped up and knocked down a vase. The clanging sound made all the alert members of the incredible group rush out, and gathered around the black cat. The ground hair of the vase. "Yin Hui, is there anything wrong with the cat?" Conan Doyle looked at the overturned vase.I don't know which one put the vase in the corridor. If you don't look carefully, you will never find the existence of the vase. If you step on it, it will definitely break the vase. Yin Hui leaned down, looked at the vase, and finally shook his head: "There should be no problem, look, there are cat footprints on it, and it seems that his foot has been punctured, and blood flowed out." He picked up a piece of broken porcelain There is a cat footprint on the clean vase, which is stained red with blood. It should be that the cat's paw was punctured. The cat had blood and was clearly showing signs of life. squeak…… Suddenly, the door of the room they were protecting was gently opened, as if a gust of wind had blown the door open. There was a black footprint on the ground hesitating, as if hesitating whether to go out or not. Yin Hui made a shh gesture to signal them not to speak, and then tiptoed up. He wanted to see what that black shadow was. boom. With a crisp sound, the shadow's head suddenly swelled dozens of times, as if it exploded suddenly. Yin Hui's footsteps stopped abruptly, his heart was trembling: "Could it be that girl's head was blown off!" Only then did he regret it. They must have been caught in a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain. Taking advantage of the black cat to attract their attention, they rushed in to commit the crime. It was too late to say it, but the rest of the team reacted quickly, turned over and blocked the door tightly.