San Mateo City, Central District Central Road.

The stock exchange building after the explosion.

Avis held half a cigarette in his mouth, and a white vest with oil stains on the meal, shorts, and dirty leather shoes.

No warning.

Pulling the policeman's certificate from his pocket on his neck is inappropriate, like an undercover agent, and more like a lazy man who has picked up a document and hung it on his body.

"Why don't you come tomorrow?"

Carl rolled his eyes coldly and greeted Avis enthusiastically.

I was not able to catch the thief yesterday, so I called him for a long time early in the morning, but Ives did not come to report it.

The apprentice Marcole has been moving bricks for a long time, and the master Avis is still lazy in his dreams.

"My...my dad was injured...and went to the hospital to accompany him, and...overslept and didn't hear the phone ringing. I swear that my phone didn't turn off, but I was too tired and couldn't wake me up!"

Ives defended.

In order not to be late, I have made a lot of efforts, such as adjusting the alarm clock that can hit people, and arranging Alison to run back to the rental house to wake him up.

Today I can’t even wake up my father, I’m so tired!

"Come with me."

Carl didn't really blame him. He glared at him because he had to strictly require this stupid dog, so as not to fall in love with Alison in the future, both public and private, and be criticized by outsiders.

Besides, calling him a waste of time and energy, keeping the account first and then counting together after autumn.

"Oh! OK! Where to go? Do I don't need to register the burnt corpse today? There are still many people who cannot confirm their identity yesterday!"

Yesterday, Ives handled more than 100 charred corpses of varying degrees. Only a dozen of them could find their identities with signs or wallets, and the rest had no clues.

This is just a temporary mortar spot he is responsible for.

At this time, on the lawn 10 meters away from the building, each body had been packed in a white body bag, and Ives felt uncomfortable once he saw it.

Like him, they were once living people, other people's parents, brothers, sisters, children and relatives...

"No need to do it today. Forensics and people from the external laboratory take over. Come with me to catch the thief." Carl gritted his teeth, "Today we are going to travel to many places. Open your eyes wide and look at those with super systems on your body. If necessary, follow my instructions and eliminate their super systems without reporting."

"No need to report it? That's not...is it...is it...is to abuse lynching against aliens. I remember that the Super SWAT code says it's inaccurate."

Ivis made very appropriate comments.

"Well, yes, it's not accurate. Only in special circumstances. And starting next Monday, that code will be invalidated and there will be a new rule. We... will violate the code for the last time, and we will not be able to abuse the lynching of aliens in the future. We mainly want to cut off those threatening superpowered super systems, which may not be encountered. Besides, I can authorize actions, and it is not considered a violation of the code."

In the morning, Carl received a call from the Minister of Justice, saying that the Chief Executive Office decided to hold a press conference next Monday.

Release the federal super-powered criminal activities and crackdowns over the past few months.

The last step is to open the special adjustment.

The minister issued a death order to catch the bomb Parker before next Monday, otherwise the national press conference would not be so smooth.

"I caught up here yesterday, and there was no news."

Carl pointed at the sewer entrance.

"Did you let me crawl in? Or just test me?"

Ivis rolled his eyes around and found that things were not that simple.

"I have always relied too much on superpowers to catch thieves, but yesterday I found that the thief gang may have seen through my case-solving routine and had a response strategy. So I thought, if you don't have superpowers, what would you do to track it when facing a dead end? There is no monitoring in the sewer, even if there is, Chase's move is too weird, it flashes once every 10 seconds, and captures incoherent..."

Carl thoughtful.

He had thought of many effective ways to pursue, but they all took too long and required a large number of people.

In just over 2 days, bomb madmen Parker and Chase will move countless places. Even if they know the sound and smell, they can only run away and chase after them.

What's more, they seemed to see through Carl's superpowers, and did not speak during the evacuation process, and even the smell disappeared after entering the sewer.

The sewer has many scents of garbage and the gas is complicated. Carl can still distinguish it and restore the smell of Parker and Chase -

Parker is often exposed to gunpowder and flammable and explosive materials, and has a clear metal sulfur smell on his body.

Chase smells of salted fish.

This is the last clue Carl got.

But here, the taste of the thief is not covered by the smell of garbage, but completely loses the traces of the sound and taste.

He was exhausted, both in spirit and in body.

Going to act in the goddess's body, but resting...

"I?"

Avis pointed at himself, "Do you really want to ask someone who has no superpowers? What is your superpower? I never knew, I only knew that you are very powerful, your feeling is accurate and weird, as if there is nothing in the world that you cannot know, hehe..."

"Think about it!"

Carl kicked him in the ass.

"Check surveillance, check witnesses, and drill into the sewer to find traces."

"It took too much time. They entered the sewer. Unless they lived directly in the sewer, they would have to go to the ground again. I have already obtained the sewer structure map. Today I have to finish their escape route yesterday, otherwise it will become more and more complicated..."

Carl sent the sewer distribution map to Ives' mobile phone, "Along this map, follow me to run all sewer outlets in this area. You drive and see if there are any superpowers along the way. I can't stand it alone."

Carl issued an order and took the lead in getting on the bus.

"What if the thief really hides in the sewer? And you know what you are going to do, so come and ask me! Are you playing tricks on me!"

Ivis kicked his legs and mopped the floor, walked in a very indecent way, and got into the driver's seat.

"I either test you, I just want to know that the ideas of people without superpowers seem to be similar to those of me. We should brainstorm and have more ideas for solving cases."

Carl pointed a finger at his temple.

"I don't rely on my brain to make a living." Aigou said reluctantly.

He started the car and followed the sewer entrance given by Carl, searching one by one, biting his pen, casually finding a piece of draft paper from the police car, and drawing sketches as signs so as not to go and repeat.

Carl focused on adjusting the timeline, feeling the movements at each sewer entrance, and there were traces of suspected criminal activities, so he asked Yvette, Dalton, and Neil to go to monitor and track down...

During this period, Ives saw several people with super power systems on them.

Carl closed his eyes and confirmed it with the perspective eye skill that the goddess's channel gatekeeper had freed, and secretly cut off one of the four-dimensional super-powered alien systems to prevent future troubles...

Aigou drives fast and steadily, and is as flexible as a snake. He comes to him to track it, which is indeed the most suitable one!

The two ran until the night, almost all the openings of the main sewer. Just when they got nothing and thought they had returned without success, Neil sent a good news -
Chapter completed!