The Grim Reaper is coming: the start of the game enters the countdown to death

Seeing that Ning Zhiguo compromised with his daughter, Yan Jun was naturally reluctant to say anything.

Since Xiaoxue is determined to stay by her side, then she simply complied with her wish.

All my actions were really for their sake, but I ignored the most simple feelings deep in the other party's heart. To Ning Xue, it was a bit selfish and cruel.

"Well, Uncle Ning, it's not too late. You take Auntie out of Jiangcheng City as soon as possible, and Xiaoxue stays with me first."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Jun stuffed the phone into Ning Xue's pocket calmly, then looked at the silly girl in front of him, and sighed softly, "Okay, Xiaoxue, you won."

As he spoke, he wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Ning Xue blushed, lowered her head slightly, sniffed, and said pitifully, "I'm sorry Yan Jun, I didn't mean to not listen to you, please forgive me this time?"

"Go, make some supper, I guess Lao Zhou is also hungry." Yan Jun stretched out his hand, and gently brushed the slightly messy hair on her forehead.

"OK, all right!"

Ning Xue pursed her lips, nodded obediently, turned around and left with a wide smile.

After this matter came to an end, Yan Jun immediately threw himself into his work.

He cheered up the remaining thousands of monitors and continued to check them one by one.

"Number 00021369, note time 136000 seconds!"

"Number 00031541, note time 175000 seconds!"

……

Surveillance video from thousands of homes was also checked.

It seemed that everything was normal, but the uneasiness in Yan Jun's heart became more and more intense.

What disturbed him even more was that everything on the surface was calm, and he didn't know where the worries came from.

Is it...

Is there going to be a massive catastrophe?And the god of death deliberately avoided his monitoring?

Think about it too, after all, there are millions of families in Jiangcheng City.

At this moment, only less than one-third of them completely appeared under my sight.

Even if he has a magical eye of surveillance, it is impossible to pay attention to everyone all the time.

MD!

God of death is poisonous!

For a moment, Yan Jun was frightened.

But after thinking about it, I felt something was wrong.

For ordinary human beings, the god of death is indeed unpredictable, but he is not omniscient and omnipotent.

If he really had such a scheming mind, the trick of 'Crossing the Sea' that he used just now in Rui'an Community could not have gone so smoothly.

Besides, once the god of death realizes that he has deceived it and launches a frenzied revenge, the entire Jiangcheng city will not be so peaceful at this moment.

You know, when the god of death faced him, his methods became more violent every time.

After trying to understand the key point, Yan Jun's mentality became a little more stable.

Correct!
You can't scare yourself.

Think on the bright side of everything, don't mess yourself up before the god of death makes a move.

Can……

I am like a headless chicken now, and I am afraid that if I continue like this, I will gain nothing.

We must detect the crisis hidden under the calm surface as soon as possible!
Yan Jun's eyelids twitched slightly, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

After checking thousands of surveillance videos, the results were also unsatisfactory.

Judging from the information that Yan Jun has learned, there are no clues.

After a while.

Yan Jun stopped, narrowed his eyes slowly, and contacted the Shenwei Bureau again.

"Director Sun, please count the number of people who triggered the omen of death in the surveillance images I just checked?"

As soon as the words fell, Director Sun's deep voice rang out from the communication device.

"Okay Yan Jun, wait for ten seconds!"

Five seconds later, the result was reported.

"Yan Jun, we counted here, and there are 129 people in total!"

Yan Jun nodded, and he had a figure in his heart.

129 people!
This statistic is indeed shocking at first glance, but the huge Jiangcheng City has a population base of tens of millions.

After examining millions of people, it was found that more than 100 people were targeted by the god of death, triggering the omen of death, which is actually acceptable.

After all, in the eyes of the god of death, human beings are really like grass, and they can be obliterated at will.

This number was due to the fact that it was late at night.

Yan Jun could imagine that after the night passed, it would not be surprising that even 1000 people in the entire Jiangcheng city would trigger the omen of death tomorrow.

After pondering for a while, Yan Jun faced the communication equipment and immediately asked again.

"Sun Bureau, please count, among the 129 people, how long is the closest death time?"

"Okay, no problem!" Director Sun's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Then, Yan Jun fell into an anxious wait.

This time, a detailed comparison of the death times of these 129 people is required, so the time is a little longer.

After half a minute.

"Yan Jun, the result is out!"

"Among the 129 people, the two people with the shortest death time are separated by 1750 seconds!" Sun Juhui reported on the other end of the phone.

1750 seconds?
nearly half an hour?

Yan Jun frowned subconsciously, and asked worriedly, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"After comparing the results, we verified it again. According to the data you reported to us earlier, there will be absolutely no mistakes." Director Sun's voice was very firm.

The voice fell.

Yan Jun immediately sighed in disappointment.

The idea is correct, but from the known information, it is obvious that there is no way to get what you want.

Since there is a hidden crisis that can give oneself an ominous premonition, it will definitely not only affect one or two people, but it is likely to be another large-scale mass disaster.

If it is a mass disaster, the time of death of many unfortunate people must not be much different, and it is impossible to be half an hour behind.

Gan!
Where is the problem? !

For a while, Yan Jun had a splitting headache and was very restless.

grim Reaper!

There is a kind of you to stand upright!Don't step on the horse and sneak around in the dark! !

Yan Jun even had the urge to rush out immediately and use the lucky capsule to provoke the god of death again.

Because in this case, you can instantly attract hatred to yourself.

At that time, everything will become clear.

Yan Jun and God of Death also began to play their cards, so that they would not be like now, with a pair of monitoring eyes that can see the time and picture of anyone's death, but they can't find those people who need to be saved by themselves.

After a brief mental explosion, Yan Jun quickly calmed down, and a pair of star-like eyes suddenly released brilliance.

He remembered someone.

next moment.

He took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

Three seconds later, a familiar voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Are the people from the Shenwei Bureau so over the top? They didn't even let you sleep after finding you?"