Chapter 32: Scared to death (please vote for me)
The familiar "Female Elise" played in the lazy afternoon.
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Pure piano music.
The song-like melody makes one imagine a girl walking happily on the forest path.
Brisk and smooth...
Make people feel happy physically and mentally.
But Chen Yun was lying on the sofa at home.
No music player software is opened.
In fact.
This is his ability to penetrate the world.
The music played by a family taking a lunch break in the building next door to the prostitute.
You just need to reduce your perception of other noises and improve your perception of that family's speakers.
You can directly listen to other people's speakers as your own.
Such an approach.
You can exercise your ability to see through the world.
Make his control more stable and precise.
Of course.
The disadvantage of listening to other people's music is this.
It is obviously impossible for Qie Ge's leadership to lie with Chen Yun, a free prostitute.
these days.
Chen Yun often goes around to taste the music taste of the residents around him.
I have to say, except for the household he is listening to and Shiraishi who went out not long ago.
The rest of the music I listened to was basically the most dazzling ethnic music.
I have to say that this is indeed a senior citizen community.
Although Chen Yun didn't hate this song, he didn't want to listen to it all day.
But he doesn't care. Although he can't cut off what he doesn't like, he can choose not to listen.
But today's "To Alice" is pretty good.
This is an independent piano piece composed by German composer Beethoven in 1810.
Although it's a long time ago, it still sounds good.
Chen Yun was lying on the sofa.
While listening to the song.
While he was bored, he was operating the mobile phone in his hand.
I told you this when the police came this morning.
Either go to the Longquan District branch tomorrow to pick up the computer, or wait for the police to send someone to deliver it after a while.
In short, the computer is not here now.
Naturally, I say goodbye to computer games for the time being.
So after practicing killing insects for a while.
Chen Yun planned to have fun for a week or two without exercising, eating or sleeping.
I played with the WeChat mini program game for a while.
Currently playing.
It is the once popular jump.
Press the screen for a certain period of time to charge up the chess pieces controlled in the game. After letting go, the chess pieces can jump forward.
The distance it pops out depends on how long you press it.
The goal of the game is to accurately jump to the next grid without falling.
In the past, he would almost fall off after scoring a few hundred points.
But now.
To be honest, as long as he doesn't want to fall, he will never fall.
This game tests your computing power and calculates the different effects of the time you press the screen.
As for Chen Yun today.
For such a level of calculation, you can get the result almost just by looking at it.
Then coupled with the ultimate coordination and control capabilities.
The chess piece that you control directly will land exactly in the middle of the next square every time.
Never make a mistake! It's impossible to make a mistake.
Unless the phone is stuck or other off-site factors.
How many points he scores depends purely on how far the end of the game is.
Even if he is multitasking.
Listen to music while opening up the world, use the sense of killing to repel insects, and play jumping.
Still playing smoothly and without mistakes.
But the next moment, Chen Yun's movements stopped abruptly.
In the perception of the transparent world.
Clearly "see" it.
Shiraishi was tiptoeing and sneaking his head out of the stairs.
He seemed to be carrying a set of iron equipment.
Chen Yun, who was not really clairvoyant, could not see what Bai Shi was carrying.
But I can hear the footsteps clearly.
Shiraishi first returned to his home and walked around every corner slowly and carefully.
Turning on one side.
He also murmured to himself: "There are no monitors or pinhole cameras here..."
Then he went out and walked around the corridors.
Finally, he stopped in front of Chen Yun's house.
The next moment, the doorbell rang.
Chen Yun opened the door.
I saw Shiraishi at the door wearing a British-style hat, suit and leather shoes.
He was breathing heavily at the moment, carrying an iron box with an antenna on his back. A line extended from the box and was connected to the iron rod-like object like a mine detector in his hand.
"You look like this..."
"Somewhat inconsistent."
After being silent for a long time, Chen Yun gave this evaluation.
It's really hard to comment.
The thing behind Shiraishi is suspected of being able to detect listening and surveillance equipment.
Although it has some high-tech content, it looks a bit earthy, and it definitely conflicts with the style of the suit and leather shoes he wears.
"Aristotle once said that even if our limbs were broken tomorrow, our collars and trousers would still be as straight."
Shiraishi used his other free hand to hold up his British-style hat and said.
Chen Yun shook his head helplessly when he heard this.
Regardless of whether this sentence was said by Aristotle or Lu Ziqiao.
He was curious about something now.
"Why are you looking for me like this?"
Chen Yun looked at Bai Shi curiously.
When the police came to the door in the morning, he noticed that Shiraishi was peeking at him furtively through the peephole. He didn't stop looking until he led the two policemen in.
After the police left, Shiraishi went out without saying a word, not knowing where he went.
Now he came back to look for him with a strange set of equipment, and he didn't know what he was going to do.
"Those people this morning...were they the police?"
After Baishi hesitated for a moment, he asked cautiously but straight to the point.
Seeing Bai Shi's appearance, Chen Yun also squinted his eyes, a suspicion rising in his heart.
Could it be said.
Is the thief last night really related to Shiraishi?
But...
He had confirmed that the thief had no smell of white stone at all.
Could it be that...
Is it because he didn't put it on and smell it?
But the thief's methods were very rough, and it didn't look like he had anything to do with Shiraishi.
Thinking.
Chen Yun replied: "You came to see me. I lost something before."
His answer was half-truth and half-false, and he also admitted that it was the police who came in the morning.
And Shiraishi's next reaction.
This made Chen Yun immediately realize that he was worried blindly.
Shiraishi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I was scared to death. I thought they were here to catch me."
"In this case, the crisis is over."
Shiraishi's tone was filled with joy.
After saying that, he seemed to be in a hurry and immediately took the elevator downstairs with his belongings on his back.
Chen Yun's transparent world can sense Bai Shi's breathing and pulse fluctuations. Equivalent to half a lie detector, he can roughly judge that Bai Shi is not lying.
So...
Shiraishi has nothing to do with last night's thief, and the suspicion can be completely eliminated.
Just because of him, there was a thief in the house.
Maybe I should say. It was the thief who insisted on breaking into his house and stealing things.
Shiraishi looked so panicked today.
His rich experience allowed him to realize that the police came to his door in the morning, and he had an instinctive fear of a mouse seeing a cat.
Just as Shiraishi once said when he was in Qianxiang City, he was allergic to sir.
But he looked at Shiraishi who was eager to leave.
Chen Yun immediately stopped him.
"Shiraishi! Wait a minute!"
Suddenly he had a new idea.
Since his ultimate coordination and control ability brings powerful throwing skills, he can have hidden weapon skills comparable to Li Xunhuan.
So……
Should Shiraishi customize some flying knives for him?
But when the words came to his lips, he held back.
It's understandable that you want to get some cool throwing knives, but there's no need to ask others for help.
He could just chip away at a few pieces of wood himself.
If the flying knife is not sharpened, there may not be enough pieces of wood to use it.
If he sharpened it, he wouldn't be able to use it at all.
If you really want to kill the enemy, wouldn't it be better to use the method of killing without leaving any traces?
Moreover, if you sharpen the blade, it is easy to leave a purchase record of controlled knives.
Even if Shiraishi could secretly get it through some gray channels, he would still owe Shiraishi a favor.
so……
Chen Yun thought that he could just use pieces of wood.
But he looked at Shiraishi who was stopped.
Chen Yun paused for a moment and then said: "Help me go to the rookie station over the garden to get a courier."
He did have a courier arrive.
It's the video recorder I bought the day before yesterday.
He wanted to use it to record his possible third sleep.
"Okay, you can send me the pickup code directly via QQ."
Shiraishi nodded and walked into the elevator.
In Chen Yun's perception.
You can "see" Shiraishi making several phone calls in the elevator going down.
Instruct those on the other side of the phone not to prepare fake identities, cash, tickets, etc.
See this.
Chen Yun shook his head helplessly.
He understood that Bai Shi, who was scared by the police and was eager to run away, was not suspicious.
Shiraishi may have committed something else.
But it has nothing to do with last night's thief incident.
The thief last night really just went out without looking at the almanac.
It happened to him by accident.
Think so.
Chen Yun continued his multi-purpose practice and entertainment.
Before he gets his computer back, practicing his ability to understand the world and his murderous intent while listening to music is what he wants to do most at the moment.
As for the code words mentioned in the short-term plan 2.0.
Naturally, it’s just a matter of a few days.
It's true that he's not used to coding on his mobile phone. It's definitely not because he's lazy and doesn't want to code.
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Longquan District Police Station.
Liu Cunsheng frowned as he looked at the test report sent from the hospital and the appraisal report from the evidence department.
The theft was discovered today.
It seems to be an unsolved case at this moment, but it cannot be said to be an unsolved case.
Nothing special was found among the evidence.
Basically, they are all valuable items from six different families.
And this morning, he also led a team to understand the situation with these families.
There were threatening notes left by the suspects.
The suspect's fingerprints and other traces were also collected, and they were exactly the same as the suspect found by the river.
Apparently the vegetative man found by the river was the criminal who committed the theft.
After investigating the past cases of this vegetative person, it is basically certain that this man with a history of theft is the criminal.
There is just one very crucial issue that is not clear.
Why did the thief turn into a vegetable after stealing?
He lay on the bank of the river with the stolen goods until he was discovered this morning.
Obviously it is impossible for a vegetative person to steal something. What happened to the thief when he came to the river after stealing?
Then he became unconscious.
This issue does not affect the thief's determination of guilt, nor does it affect the police closing the case.
But it's still confusing.
According to reports from the hospital, the thief's cerebral cortex was extensively damaged and his consciousness was significantly lost.
The brainstem is still functional and can maintain heartbeat, breathing and blood pressure.
However, high-level neural activities such as consciousness, perception and thinking are completely lost.
There was a large amount of adrenaline remaining in his body, his heart showed signs of severe dilation, and his gallbladder was severely ruptured... He was most likely to have been frightened.
This shows.
The thief was scared to death.
What kind of situation could scare a thief out of his wits?
Liu Cunsheng, a former criminal police officer, was curious about this question.
Although basically everything about this case is clear, the only question that remains unclear is why the thief was so frightened.
Colleagues are already organizing files.
Thieves who have no relatives to take care of them have been sent to exclusive wards to be raised by the state and guaranteed to hang on to their lives.
But Liu Cunsheng was still curious.
If you're scared, maybe you're afraid of the dark?
But why would a thief working in the dark be afraid?
A thief with a criminal record who does this kind of thing must not be timid.
At the very least, he shouldn't be afraid of the dark.
But what else could it be?
It can't be some mysterious thing, right? Or is this retribution?
Liu Cunsheng thought of this.
Subconsciously, he looked down at his police badge.
I remembered my solemn oath of joining the Party under the national flag.
Then he immediately shook his head to deny this possibility.
How could he, a staunch materialist, associate himself with that aspect?
Groaning.
Liu Cunsheng looked at the clock hands on the wall that were about to get off work.
He shook his head helplessly.
Eliminating all possibilities, there is only one possibility.
The thief suddenly became ill, and he had some kind of hallucination that frightened him out of his wits.
Maybe it's some family history.
How can I explain everything about the human body clearly?
Human technology cannot yet explain everything.
So comforting myself.
Liu Cunsheng sealed the information related to this case into a file and handed it over to his colleagues who managed the file.
This will become one of countless obscure cases.
After all, everything lost by the owner was found.
The thief was also punished.
The thief also has no relatives to look for trouble because of his dementia.
The riverside where the thief fainted was sparsely populated, and he did not attract any social attention when he was discovered in the morning.
As a result, the police officers completed a performance calmly and easily.
All is well.
No one seems to be unhappy about this.
He had just been transferred from the criminal police department not long ago, so it would be better for him to enjoy his basically semi-retired life after his regular transfer.
Looking at the busy colleagues around me.
Liu Cunsheng picked up his phone and checked the time.
It's 5:30 now.
It's time to get off work.
There's no need to think too much, it's time to get off work and pick up my daughter from school.
(End of chapter)