Chapter 365: If you break, you will break. Transaction is fate.
The door of the office was gently pushed open, and the female secretary walked in with her high heels and walked in lightly.
Her body curves look particularly eye-catching under the cover of professional outfits, with a slightly open collar, revealing a faint whiteness.
However, when she caught sight of Lou Duan's cold side face, she immediately restrained her expression, raised her hand to tighten the collar, and changed into a serious expression. "Have you found out?" Lou Duan asked in a faint voice.
The secretary stood still and folded his hands in front of him: "Li Shang, the captain of the detective in the police room, intervened, and received Hou Wendong's order. In addition, Feng Mu, the person involved in the case, was another person who was recently respected and promoted by the special commissioner. Captain Feng Ju's son."
Lou Duan's brows frowned slightly, like a shallow gully carved between his forehead.
His fingers continued to tap on the table, and the rhythm changed slightly.
Chen Yang's death and Feng Mu's escape from crime were nothing more than irrelevant dust to him.
Even the names of Li Shang and Feng Ju are just a few dead leaves floating in the wind, and he lacks interest in taking a look.
In the secretary's words just now, the only useful information was about Hou Wendong, because Hou Wendong was the secretary whom Wang Xinfa relied most.
When Wang Xinfa member, Lou Duan understood and feared him more.
Lou Duan waved his hand to signal the female secretary to leave. The female secretary showed some disappointment on her face and left the office slowly.
The silence in the office was restored, only Lou Duo's fingers were still pounding on the table, like some silent countdown.
Suddenly, he stopped moving, his fingers hung in the air, and he said to himself: "The Second Principal is now deeply trapped in the whirlpool of public opinion. Wang Xinfa, a guy who cherishes his feathers, will even instruct the people below. Stepping into the mud pit? "
"The one who died was an insignificant ant, and no one involved could come to the table."
Lou Duan's voice was getting lower and lower, as if he was talking to himself He said, and it seemed like he was saying to his opponent hiding in the dark: "But the matter cannot be interpreted like this. Looking at the essence through the phenomenon, this is Wang Xinfa's obscure positioning the second supervisor."
His face gradually turned as if covered with a layer of frost. He smelled an unusual breath of danger: "If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. The matter of the Second Prison may be reversed. Behind this, there may be a greater collusion of interests that I don’t know. Only in this way can Wang Xinfa tolerate sewage splashing on his uppers. "
Liu Bo’s previous hint, plus this test The obtained corpse made Lou Duan completely give up the remaining fantasies in his heart, and his eyes showed the cruelty of being cut off as soon as he was cut off.
He reached out and pulled open the drawer, and the metal slide made a slight friction sound.
In the drawer was a black USB flash drive with no sign on the surface, as smooth as a piece of cold obsidian.
The moment I plugged into the computer USB interface, the screen flashed slightly, as if it was contaminated by something dirty. The picture briefly twisted for a moment, and then returned to normal.
A few seconds later, the web page automatically jumped and entered a bottomless dark web platform.
The page is as dark as ink, like a bottomless abyss, with only a few lines of dark red symbols scrolling in circles.
The symbols are twisted and weird, like symbols portrayed in some kind of evil sacrifice ceremony, exuding an ominous aura.
Under the symbol, a scale outlined by a shadow slowly appears.
On both ends of the Libra, one side is filled with golden coins, so dazzling that it seems to penetrate the screen, while on the other side are a pile of twisted human-shaped corpses. Those villains are terrible, their limbs are dislocated, and their faces are twisted into silent Screaming, as if he was being tortured by some invisible pain.
Below the scale, a blood-red input box is quietly suspended, like a door leading to the abyss, showing coldly:
Nickname—;
password--. Lou Duo's fingers quickly hit the keyboard, and his movements were so skillful that it seemed to have been repeated thousands of times.
He entered his nickname: when it breaks, it breaks, and then entered a series of complicated passwords.
The screen flashed, and the dark red page began to load slowly. After a moment, a new window jumped out, and his eyes fell on the dialog box in the center of the screen.
He contacted an administrator with the ID [Joker].
The other party's avatar was a deep darkness, without any outline or color, as if even the light could not reach it.
The column of personal information is empty, and there is only a simple signature lying there quietly:
"Trading is destiny."
The other party's avatar is a vain darkness, without any personal information, only a short signature - "Trading is destiny."
The word "destiny" is destiny."
The word "destiny" is destiny."
The two words "destiny" Lou Duan's brow frowned slightly, and a trace of taboo appeared in his heart, but it was quickly eliminated by himself.
Don't just think of [fate] when you see the word "fate" casually, it's too sensitive.
[Joker]: Weighing quantity?
When you break, you break it: three
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in one 6, one book, one bar, one read!
[Joker]: Weighing quality assessment.
A scale pops up in the center of the screen, exactly the same as the scale on the website logo.
Lou Duan dragged the mouse and clicked on one side of the villain's body.
Soon, a series of evaluation templates popped up, and he needed to enter the relevant information and information of the target in the template.
Just as he was about to enter, the screen suddenly flashed and a scarlet eye emerged from the depths of the page.
The eyes were huge and weird, and the pupils were covered with interlaced red patterns. The patterns slowly rotated, like a constantly changing kaleidoscope.
It seemed as if it had life, staring straight at Lou Duan in front of the screen, his eyes were evil and creepy, as if it could penetrate the screen and see his soul directly.
Lou Duan's heart couldn't help but tighten, and a layer of cold sweat appeared behind him.
He tried his best to keep himself calm, but his hands subconsciously clamped the mouse.
At the same time, a blood-red warning text slowly appeared at the bottom of the page:
"Evaluation information must not be maliciously faked or intentionally concealed, otherwise, bad luck will take away the insufficient amount from you .”
The words seemed to be written in blood, and there were traces of liquid flowing on the edges, as if they would seep out of the screen and fall down at any time.
"No matter how many times I log in to this website, every time I see this eye, I feel like someone in the room is peeping at me, and it's so weird."
Lou Duo's fingertips paused, and his eyes swept out of the corner toward the shadow in the corner. There was no one there, let alone eyes.
Lou Duan took a deep breath, shook off the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, and began to enter the target's information.
Every time a line of characters is struck, the scarlet eye will turn slightly, and the red lines in the pupils seem to be slowly stretching, as if they are examining every word and every punctuation mark he entered.
Lou Duan could feel that there was a sense of oppression like a living creature in his eyes, like a threat of silence, reminding him all the time:
Don't lie on purpose!
(This chapter ends)