Ron was woken up by a phone call in the middle of the night. Considering that his colleague Lao Kang would not come to see him if nothing happened, there must be something big going on with him.

After taking a look outside the window, the rain had lightened up a lot, so Ron put on his police uniform, picked up his raincoat from the clothes rack at the door, put it on and ran downstairs.

Ron is an exchange student between the police forces in the Northern Republic of Western China and Southern Thailand. He just joined New Hangzhou two months ago. He originally thought that this was an idle job given by the Southern Thai police to deal with him, but he did not expect that starting from a week ago, this

Murder cases came one after another, and today, Ron felt that another unlucky guy must have been killed.

I still remember that when I was a child in Copenhagen, my father, uncles and grandfather always had to go to work in the middle of the night due to various things. In the words of my colleagues from the south of Thailand, it is - thank you for your help.

Overtime pay at midnight, don't let me find you, I will break your legs into three pieces if I find you.

However, considering that the people who were killed were all gangsters, Ron felt that this person should be dead. Anyway, gangsters deserve to die. Don't talk to me about human nature. Gangsters have no humanity and do not deserve to be treated with gentleness.

Thinking of this, Ron went downstairs and happened to see Lao Kang's police car driving over.

Lao Kang's surname is Kang, and his name is Kang En. He is an elf hybrid, and he is Ron's predecessor.

As soon as the car parked, Ron jumped into Lao Kang's car.

"Hey guys, I saw lunch." When he got into the passenger seat, Ron saw the chicken legs from the new Hangzhou Big Mac Chicken Leg Burger chain. They had gone through life and death with their owners and were now fried to golden color. The new Hangzhou's chicken legs

Colleagues affectionately call them night lunches. In other words, if you see them, prepare to work overtime until all night today.

Don't be unhappy, the police are used to it, and Ron was used to it when he was a child - as a child of a police family, his father, uncles and grandfather would often bring these chicken legs and step on the little tail of the night.

Return home.

So these chicken drumsticks were Ron's breakfast for a long time.

Having said that, it tastes pretty good, but for Ron, who has developed an appetite in New Hangzhou, this thing is not as delicious as the midnight fried noodles with beef meatballs from Linji Noodle Stall.

But don't be picky, a guy who really wants to be picky can't be a policeman. Ron reached out and took out a chicken drumstick and asked Lao Kang: "Aren't there any fried noodles today?"

He shook his head: "Lin Chenggong is in the hospital, injured."

Injured? Ron immediately thought of the gangsters messing around. A few years ago, there was a fight between the eastern hillbillies in the suburbs of Copenhagen. Both sides fired dozens of rounds of bullets. In the end, no one on both sides was injured, but they were watching the fun from the seventh floor on the roadside.

The unlucky guy took a stray bullet. The bullet entered through his left eye, and the back of his head and his life were smeared on the ceiling.

Lao Kang threw the police information report in front of Ron, and then started the police car: "But what we are doing now has nothing to do with Lin Chenggong, because someone is dead."

"Dead people, in Copenhagen, dead people are not a problem. Dead people are alive again." Looking at the first police notice, Ron noticed the rough-faced guy on the first notice, as well as the...

Sportswear: "I think this guy is wearing sportswear. Is he a teacher?"

"Yes, the physical education teacher of the high school of New Hangzhou Comprehensive College in District 10, Gao Jian, or you can call him by his real name, Tong Yujian." Facing the red light, Lao Kang drove the police car from the intersection with the police lights on.

Whistling by.

"Kiryu Ken, this is the name of a person from the Four Islands, why would he pretend to be from southern Thailand?" Ron asked curiously.

"Who knows, but he and the deceased below him are brothers, which may explain your reason." Lao Kang replied.

So I took a look at the second follow-up notice. Touma Kiryu died at home. Three bodyguards who were traveling with him were killed together. His identity was the leader of the distribution team of the criminal organization Dead Eye Group.

Ron raised his eyebrows - in less than a week, the distribution team leader of a criminal organization and several of his subordinates were all killed... No, aren't there two lucky ones?

Thinking of this, Ron turned to look at Lao Kang: "What's going on between Boss Lin and the guy named Chris before?"

"Lin Chenggong is ours, and Chris is our child."

Our people, in the police world, are like bottomless fish, and we can still be called our own people after they have been at the bottom for who knows how long.

And our children are even more incredible. This means that the children of the bottom fish have taken over the tasks of their parents.

So Lao Kang's answer made Ron take a breath: "The murderer still chooses people to kill."

"I can't say that, but the witness protection process has been initiated. Lin successfully revealed Kiryu Fuyuma's safe house, but his team leader had just died when our people passed by."

This answer made Ron pay attention to the autopsy report at the bottom of the notice.

Died at about 10:40 at night... Ron glanced at his watch, my dear, was it half an hour ago?

………………

Lao Kang parked his car directly outside the gate of the community. The security guards here had been replaced by their colleagues. After checking, Ron followed Lao Kang to the deepest part of the residential community - a single-story small building.

building.

Hey guys, there is such a single-story building in a high-rise residential area. How much does this house cost?

Ron murmured in his heart, and at the same time expressed a certain degree of awe for the wallets of rich people who could spend money arbitrarily.

Following Lao Kang through the second inspection line, Ron met his colleague at the door - a tracking expert from New Suzhou, a very capable-looking woman with her long hair tied up,

A beautiful hairpin fixed her hair. In Ron's opinion, this bunny fellow who was half-blooded from the Western Continent crossed her arms and stood next to Lin Yun Sujing, looking at Luo with an indescribable gaze.

kindness.

And this is a white-haired witch - this is the saying in the Western Continent, especially in the northern part of the Western Continent, which means that this is an albino psychic.

In the Western Continent, I don’t know which generation happened, but albinism has recently broken out in the bloodlines of several psyker families. In this era, albinism is not a big problem, but this proves that these psyker families were

They have all been married to a certain family of psykers with albinism, and the children of this generation have all returned to their ancestors.

I don’t know if this one is from the same source.

While Ron was thinking wildly, Inspector Lin Yunsu said hello: "Ron, come here and get to know your senior. It will all be up to you two to perform later."

Ron pointed at himself, and then he realized it belatedly: "You mean he didn't destroy the scene, which means he left in a hurry."

As a young follower, Ron quickly walked up to this young colleague: "Ron Belfast, a newcomer, just joined the New Hangzhou Police Force a month ago."

"Lingguoguo, good morning, Mr. Ron." This Lingguoer said while hugging her chest, and she didn't feel the pounds of fat on her chest pressing down on her hands.

However, Ron is not as knowledgeable as this bunny girl. In the field of tracking experts, Ron is a newbie after all, and she is a senior after all.

Therefore, since it is the senior who wants to see the strength of the junior, let’s start.

"Do you want me to clear the place?" Inspector Lin Yunsu asked with a smile.

"No, if you're here, Inspector, come with us." After Ron said that, he turned his left hand and an ancient gold coin from the Northern Kingdom appeared in his hand.

As an expert in tracing, communicating with elements, and reconstructing the past, Ron has been doing this job for several years. Because he has enough talent, he sometimes even helps his father.

The young man threw the gold coin. At this moment, the arrogance on Ling Guoer's face finally disappeared, and she nodded slightly.

The light in the entire room disappeared for a moment, until the gold coin fell to the carpet.

The lights in the room turned on again, and Ron saw a phantom standing at the door. It was the killed bodyguard. When Ron came in, in order to avoid touching his body, he walked aside and was moved away as a whole.

glass wall passage.

"The overall reconstruction is a very good method, Inspector Lin. It seems that I have to apologize for looking down on people before." Ling Guoer smiled and said to Inspector Lin, and nodded to Ron: "Welcome

Young member of the Hagelberg family joins the Southern Police Force."

"Thank you, but if I'm not mistaken, our Mr. Murderer will make his debut soon, so don't talk, we are the audience." At this point, Ron smiled and nodded to his senior, and then

He looked sideways at the back door.

At the same time, the back door opened silently, and what appeared in the eyes of the three pursuers was a figure wrapped in a black tattered robe, and then a small, dark thing. It was impossible to tell what it was.

At the moment of witnessing, the lights in the room began to flicker. Starting from the back door, frost and snow crystals began to appear in the corridor, and the figure wrapped in a black robe slowly walked into the room, and the little thing followed it.

Watching them start to work, he first used the gun in his hand to kill the security guard in the room through the wall, and then attacked the second security guard from behind. When he killed the third security guard with his long sword, Ron suddenly

I found myself in trouble.

God of Death, yes, the existence of this structure is extremely dangerous in the tracking constructed by the tracker. This means that this murderer once dived deep into the era of great destruction, and his soul is contaminated by looking directly at a god-level existence.

…This is a very dangerous pollution.

And this killer structure called Death is a derivative of this point.

It will replace the normally constructed human form and repeat his killings in tracking time, including extra unlucky people - for example, a certain Hagelberg idiot and his two colleagues of the opposite sex.

The question now is not who will die first, but how to survive.

This seems difficult.
Chapter completed!