Chapter 1 Diary
[Old City Prison]
A building like a medieval castle corresponds to the prison hall and entrance. On both sides of the fifty-meter-high city wall, there are at intervals Manual sentry towers cooperate with drones for joint inspections.
There seems to be some kind of invisible grid or alternative membrane floating on the city wall.
A black car with gray lines and a metal cap decoration on the top drove slowly along the only road and parked in the empty prison parking lot.
The driver and co-pilot stepped on two black leather shoes at the same time, but the sizes were quite different.
Both of them were wrapped in black windbreakers, with eye-pattern badges inlaid on their chests, but the materials and colors were different.
The main driver walked out, a young man who looked like he was still "fine-skinned and tender." He looked no older than thirty. As soon as he got off the car, he was completely attracted by the prison.
The middle-aged man who stepped out from the passenger seat had a relaxed look on his face, with ravine-like bags under his eyes. He stretched out as much as possible, as if he had slept along the way.
The middle-aged man did not look at the prison, but turned his attention to the 'newcomer'.
"Is there such a shortage of manpower?"
The hoarse question was like an arm stretching out from between the rocks, pulling the young colleague's attention back from the prison.
The young man also scratched his head in embarrassment, "Mr. Anderson, you fell asleep as soon as you got in the car... My name is Zhang Chi, Department of Behavioral Science.
This time, the minister arranged for me to follow You "visit" the prison together. "
"Take the bird and follow me. ”
Zhang Chi was a little puzzled, "Does this kind of direct prison still need birds?"
Anderson seemed unwilling to waste any more words. He took out an egg-like metal container from the lining of his coat.
Click~ The eggshell opened in a precise mechanized manner, and a parrot-like bird was awakened and took the initiative to fly over Anderson's right shoulder.
Zhang Chi also let his bird stand on his shoulders in a similar way.
Just like that, the two of them walked into the oppressive prison door one after another,
Verification of identity documents,
surrender of weapons,
blood tests,
psychological evaluation,
all preparations are completed, by prison guards wearing full-body protective clothing Leading the two of them to the depths of the prison, bypassing the mixed and relatively open comprehensive area,
All kinds of obscene words came from the open cells in the complex area. It was rare for the prisoners to see outsiders wearing formal clothes without any protective measures.
Walk through the comprehensive area,
then pass through a fully enclosed corridor,
walk down the spiral staircase at the end for fifty meters,< br>
Arrived at the deepest area of this border town prison, neither the prison guards nor the ordinary prisoners detained in the comprehensive area wanted to go near this place.
[Severe Sentence Detention Area]
The prisoners locked up here often commit crimes that go beyond the boundaries of capital crimes and are extremely dangerous.
But for some reason they cannot be allowed to die.
"Mr. Di has been moved to the "communication cubicle".
Please do not visit the prison for more than fifteen minutes. If a dangerous incident occurs during this period, we will immediately interrupt the visit. ”
Anderson clasped his hands together and moved his wrist joints while instructing the young man beside him.
"Zhang Chi, the rest of the conversation will be mainly conducted by me.
It is forbidden to talk to Mr. Di without my permission, and even the most basic eye contact should be reduced as much as possible."< br>
"Okay, I will spend most of my time taking notes."
Zhang Chi has already taken out his department-specific notebook and is preparing to carefully record the next conversation.
"Let's go."
Go through the final transition area.
A new type of bulletproof glass is used as a partition to isolate prisoners inside.
Zhang Chi’s first outing mission requires contact with such criminals, which makes him somewhat nervous. After all, he had done research before setting off and knew exactly what kind of danger the other party was.
The archives refer to it as a "demon".
This title came from a survivor. According to his dictation, the person who was hacking and killing at the scene was not a person at all, but a devil with flaming eyes and horns on his head.
[Violence Syndrome], [High IQ], [Lack of Humanity], [Superman Body]
Zhang Chi remembers these personality tags recorded in the files very clearly.
However, when Zhang Chi looked inside through the blocking glass, he only saw an ordinary young man doing standard push-ups.
No long curved horns, no red skin of the devil. But the same black hair and yellow skin as Zhang Chi.
Even though he sensed the visitor's arrival, the man did not stop doing push-ups, his mouth moved slightly while counting silently.
“198, 199, 200…”
After two hundred push-ups, ‘Mr. Di’ stood up slowly.
He specially wore a white shirt and trousers to greet the 'guests'. Due to the push-ups, sweat soaked a large area of the shirt.
When Zhang Chi saw the other person’s face, his first impression was that of friendliness.
But after careful observation, Zhang Chi immediately sensed an invisible danger from this friendly face, and he became alert.
At this time, 'Mr. Di''s eyes also moved over, and the two looked at each other.
Zhang Chi, who became a trainee agent with excellent grades and almost perfect scores in all practicals, was instantly soaked in cold sweat. However, he tried his best to calm down and nodded politely.
With the gesture of nodding hello, he buried his head in the notebook in his hand and recorded the [feeling] just now.
"Mr. Di, this time we are here to ask you to help analyze a special case."
Anderson grabbed the topic and at the same time put a document that had been sorted out on the scanner, and a copy was quickly sent to Mr. Di.
After only spending three minutes browsing the documents, Mr. Di stacked the documents neatly again and held them in his hands.
They are completely soundproofed and communication is via electrical signals.
Mr. Di’s voice passes through the wall receiver, is converted into electrical signals, and then transmitted to the headphones worn by the two people.
Even if the sound is processed, it still makes people feel uncomfortable.
It was clearly coming from the earphones, but it felt like the sound came from deep underground.
"I haven't seen a young customer for a long time. I can help you analyze the case, but there is a condition. Talking to an old man like Anderson will accelerate my aging. Let this young man talk about the case."
Anderson knew the criminal's temper very well, and if he refused, he would probably make his trip in vain today.
He turned to look at Zhang Chi, who was taking notes.
“Remember, don’t talk about your personal information in the following conversation, just ask about things related to the case.
I will monitor the whole process and if there are any inappropriate conversations, I will stop the visit. ”
As a trainee agent of the Behavioral Science Department, Zhang Chi’s contact with criminals is the main content of his future work, and he decisively accepts the task now.
As a senior, Anderson took the initiative to step back. Leave this place to the two young men.
Zhang Chi is not in a hurry to communicate with the prisoner in front of him. He first closes his eyes and communicates with something deep in his brain in a strange way. < br>
Open your eyes again after the communication,
The naivety of the newbie disappeared in an instant, replaced by a pair of unusually determined eyes.
Just when he was about to talk to the criminal behind the bulletproof glass.
The other party had a kind face, and his raised right hand was waving to him at a fixed frequency.
The sound is also synchronized between the headphones, but it is much more friendly than before.
"Come closer..."
Words seemed to penetrate the mind,
but Zhang Chi remained motionless, relying on his spirit to block the pull of the other party's words.
The voice continued to come from the earphones, "Oh? It seems that he is a very good newcomer, but~ if you don't come forward, you don't have to talk to me."
" Go ahead." Anderson's voice came from behind.
Zhang Chi looked embarrassed, but he still walked up slowly and stopped one meter away from the glass.
"Ahem~ Mr. Di, can you talk to me..."
Just when Zhang Chi took the initiative to ask a question, a sound suddenly came from the earphones and interrupted the questioning.
"What's your name?" Zhang Chi also realized that he hadn't introduced himself yet, and when he was about to say his name between his teeth, the headset sounded again.
"Zhang~Zhen...that's not right. Let me guess, Zhang Chi, right?"
"Yes."
Just when Zhang Chi was about to switch back to the topic, the other party took the lead and directly stated the analysis results of the case:
"This 'Butterfly Killer' within three days will continue to commit crimes, it is very likely that the victim is currently in a state of Regarding the state of his kidnapping, go to the area where he committed the second or third crime and investigate the missing obese male aged 45 to 55. There may be clues."
Mr. Di gave the analysis results. , folding the copied manuscript in hand with delicate techniques.
“Thank you.”
After getting the effective information, Zhang Chi no longer stayed for a long time. He seemed to have smelled some kind of danger.
Just as he turned to leave, a voice came out from the earphones again, "So~ when are you planning to commit the crime?"
"Huh?!"
"Change Let me explain, when did you start having the urge to kill, Zhang Chi? Let me guess..."
Zhang Chi decisively took off his earphones and terminated the verbal communication with Mr. Di.
However, the communication was not interrupted. Instead, the other party's voice became clearer. It was no longer a voice that had been processed by electrical signals, but came directly from behind.
If the previous sound seemed to come from the underground, then this original soundtrack is like a crack in the ground that goes straight to hell, and the original sound from the devil is constantly seeping out from the inside.
“What!?”
Zhang Chi was shocked, the dividing glass between him and the criminal disappeared.
『Calm down~』
The whisper from his head instantly relieved the tension. Zhang Chi quickly put on the black gloves matching the windbreaker and switched to fighting mode.
This jet-black trench coat uses a combat-grade multi-layer flexible metal structure that can block even medium-caliber bullets. Zhang Chi himself also received the highest score in the group in the confrontation test before joining the job.
He assumed a Mongolian wrestling stance, preparing to suppress the unarmed prisoner in front of him.
Whoosh!
Something flashed past my eyes, too fast to be seen clearly.
Immediately afterwards, something fell one after another.
Zhang Chi looked down and saw that his ten fingers were scattered all over the ground, and his combat gloves were smoothly cut open.
Fingers connected,
However, his brain suppressed the pain. He stared at Mr. Di in front of him with his grinning eyes, and found that the paper file in the other man's hand was actually folded. It became like a knife.
"Paper!"
Zhang Chi didn't have time to shock the opponent, so he moved his steps and waved his fingerless palm with all his strength.
Pop! There was a sound of flesh touching.
The palm of my hand failed to touch Mr. Di, but his relaxed wrist was tightly grasped by the other party.
The touch of this grasp was not like a human being at all, but like some kind of The hot iron locks tightly bound the wrists.
"What kind of monster are you!?"
Zhang Chi still didn't want to give up, and decisively raised his foot to make a high sweep.
Pop!
This time it was a real hit.
But the feeling that came back from the instep was like being kicked on the surface of a stone. Mr. Di in front of him was motionless, only his head was tilted about 10°.
Danger!
Zhang Chi feels unprecedented danger!
At this time, the whispers in his head became noisy, and it even felt like his entire face was about to split outwards.
Hiss~
Some kind of tentacle-like structure seeps out between the relaxed eye sockets and teeth, and some kind of crack appears on the tip of the nose, as if the entire face is about to crack and be exposed. The scariest part inside.
Haw! Chirp!
The birds kept chirping,
The bird that was relaxed and stood on the shoulders in advance kept chirping at this moment, flapping its wings crazily and wanting to leave its owner.
Seeing that Zhang Zhang was about to change into some terrifying posture,
Whoosh~ Another thing that cannot be caught by the naked eye is coming from the front.
Zhang Chi felt as if something had been inserted into his mouth. The horrific changes that occurred on his face were interrupted, and his brain consciousness gradually became blurred.
Looking down,
the knife folded from the paper had been inserted into the mouth, reaching straight to the brain, destroying a certain mass of tissue.
On his deathbed,
The brief awakening reminded Zhang Chi of something,
It seemed that from a certain day he would hear invisible whispers from his brain,
It seems that under the influence of whispers, he occasionally becomes like a stranger,
It seems that he killed his girlfriend some time ago,
Pa!
The body fell heavily to the ground, pink liquid flowing out of the mouth with the paper knife inserted.
The agent was killed,
The prison alarm did not sound for a long time.
Only the bulletproof glass used as a partition was lowered from the ceiling again.
At this time, Mr. Anderson, who was standing outside the glass, slowly took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. He looked at the body with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
I am not surprised that my colleague was killed, but I am surprised that Mr. Di has become stronger again while being restrained in prison.
Mr. Di is squatting next to the corpse, seeming to be conducting an inspection, and at the same time giving the analysis results, "This guy doesn't even know that he has 'changed', so as to achieve perfect disguise... these things In 'evolution'."
Anderson's voice came through the headset: "This matter is troublesome for Mr. Di."
"Since you have determined in advance that this person has a problem, why not solve it internally?"
Anderson Shrugging, "Once the news about the presence of "fake people" among us leaks out, it will definitely cause widespread panic. Even if there is only one ten thousandth of the risk, we cannot bear it.
In comparison, the detective was accidentally killed by a criminal while visiting prison, which sounds much better. "
"Really? ”
Mr. Di suddenly stood up and came to the glass, pressing his entire face against the glass, as if he was about to break through from the inside.
Seeing this scene, Anderson, an old man, was sweating profusely, "Mr. Di, your help must be rewarded~ We got you the things you entrusted last time."
Hearing this, Mr. Di immediately returned to normal, took the initiative to retreat, and his words became gentler.
“Really?”
Anderson took out a delicate notebook with a leather cover from his clothes. It looked like it was old, “I will copy it to you now.”< br>
"No, give me the original."
Mr. Di actually held a hand full of teeth, which were temporarily extracted during the previous inspection of the corpse.
These strong teeth seemed to be embedded in Mr. Di’s fingers and became a temporary prop.
Put your fingers on the surface of the glass and turn it clockwise, and the bulletproof glass was cut open. A circular opening.
Crackling~
The outstretched arm tilted the teeth outward, rolled down to Anderson's feet, and then made a 'catch something' gesture.
This move directly triggered the prison alarm, and the red light flashed.
However, Anderson did not back down, but took a step forward and handed over the diary in his hand.
After taking the diary, Mr. Di instantly became 'well-behaved' and his attention was completely focused on the diary.
He immediately reached out and touched the cover, even putting it against his face and sniffing it, as if he was being intimate with the skin of the person he loved most.
"Ah~ It's not contaminated by other people's smell, and it hasn't been looked through by anyone. It's really great. Thank you, Mr. Anderson."
The visit to the prison ended,
Anderson took the initiative to explain to the prison authorities informed the situation and asked them not to interfere with Mr. Di's reading of the diary.
When Mr. Di returned to the room, he could no longer hold himself back. He washed away the blood stains on his palms and dried them carefully with a towel.
Sitting at the desk,
Gently lift the cover of the diary with your index finger, focusing your eyes on the text inside.
[Holder: Luo Di]
[Diary start: June 10, 2026]
On the first day, the weather was sunny
As each word came into his eyes, Roddy's mind also returned to a few years ago, to that special and unique high school era.
I’ve kept everyone waiting for a long time
(End of this chapter)