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

suicide?

How could it be suicide? !

Doesn't his death have anything to do with the Grim Reaper?

Or rather...

The god of death took the method of trying to harvest Dr. Chen Jie's life to deal with this Jiangcheng citizen named 'Wei Dong'?
mind control?

Yan Jun's eyes froze suddenly, and he became nervous again in an instant.

If this is the case, then things will be troublesome.

Mortals whose brains are controlled by the god of death will completely lose their minds for a certain period of time, and will behave extremely abnormally, and will not listen to anyone's dissuasion.

Even if Yan Jun calls at this moment to reveal to him the fact that he is still alive, it will not help at all.

Yan Jun has a deep understanding of this point.

Recalling the day when he first arrived at the No. 9 safe house, Yan Jun still has lingering fears.

If I hadn't acquired the ability to foresee the death scene three times, I would have died under the scalpel of Dr. Chen Jie.

And still died of a surprise attack, without the ability to fight back and the room to maneuver.

This is the insidious and vicious place of the god of death, who is omnipotent and hard to guard against.

at the moment……

Although he saw the picture of Wei Dong's death, and obtained the phone number and address information of the other party, but after knowing that the person died of suicide, his heart immediately rose to his throat.

MD!

Don't follow the rules at all!I can't fix it all for Grandpa! !
Yan Jun does not have the ability to teleport, so it is impossible to rush to Wei Dong's house in the blink of an eye and take coercive measures to prevent him from committing suicide.

He could only pin his hopes on the staff of the Shenwei Bureau.

Can……

Time waits for no one!

In less than 10 minutes, can the operatives selected by the Shenwei Bureau rush to the opponent's house?

To be honest, Yan Jun has no hope.

But now, with a pair of Wang Bo in his hand, it is really difficult to save Wei Dong's life.

If the god of death was acting as a hindrance, then this move would be too poisonous.

Using the lives of countless innocent people as a bargaining chip, he trapped himself in a place isolated from outsiders, and then extended his claws to ordinary mortals.

I watched the tragedy happen helplessly, but I couldn't go to protect it myself.

Killing and killing hearts, nothing more than this!

For a moment, cold sweat trickled down Yan Jun's forehead, and suddenly he felt a chill all over his body.

"Sun Bureau! Sun Bureau! Are you there?" Yan Jun asked urgently.

"Yes! Yes! What's wrong, Mr. Yan??" Bureau Sun on the other end of the phone also became nervous.

"The situation has changed! Brothers from the Shenwei Bureau, hurry up and rush to Wei Dong's house as quickly as possible!" Yan Jun couldn't help urging.

The voice fell.

Director Sun on the other end of the phone didn't dare to ask any more questions, he replied 'yes' in a trembling voice, and immediately issued the order according to Yan Jun's instructions.

Yan Jun wiped his sweat with a sad face.

No way!
Is my first rescue plan of "resurrecting from the dead" so difficult?

God of death, do you still talk about martial arts?

I just made a small 'joke' with you, as for putting people to death in such a sinister way?
You really hit my nail on the head and took those innocent people to the knife?
Thinking of this, Yan Jun sighed helplessly.

Although a strong sense of responsibility is an extremely rare and excellent quality, he may eventually die of exhaustion.

But if you adjust your mentality and fix this 'flaw', wouldn't you lose your original intention?What's the point of having a system by your side?

ten seconds later.

Director Sun's hurried voice suddenly sounded from the communication device.

"Yan Jun! Yan Jun!"

"Here I am!"

Yan Jun's eyes froze suddenly, "Sun Ju, tell me!"

"I've asked, and it will take 15 minutes for the two operatives from the Shenwei Bureau to arrive at Wei Dong's house at the earliest!" Director Sun said nervously.

15 minutes?

Yan Jun glanced at the death countdown number above Wei Dong's head in the surveillance screen, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart sank instantly.

865!

864!

863!

The countdown to death was less than 15 minutes, it was too late!

The staff of the Shenwei Bureau can't be counted on, what should I do?
In the end how to do? !

Can you... call first to stabilize the other party?
Yan Jun thought of this method at the expense of exposing the fact that he was still alive.

But after thinking about it, I still don't have much confidence.

Naturally, you can make a phone call, and there is a high probability that it can temporarily stabilize the other party's mood.

But when the countdown to death reaches zero, the god of death directly controls Wei Dong's brain, manipulating him to choose other ways to commit suicide, which is also hopeless.

No!

At no time should one expect the god of death to be a little bit more merciful, one must think of a complete solution.

Just when Yan Jun was burning with anxiety and dying for a good plan, an abnormal situation suddenly appeared on the monitoring screen.

on the screen.

Wei Dong was sitting on the sofa with a sad expression, holding his mobile phone in his left hand, as if he was looking through some information, and holding a wine bottle in his right hand, taking a sip from time to time.

But he suddenly went crazy for some reason, stood up from the sofa with a bang, wiped the tears on his face fiercely, and then threw the bottle to the ground as if venting his anger.

Bang!
The glass wine bottle shattered in an instant.

See this scene.

Yan Jun trembled all over, his eyes narrowed suddenly.

what's the situation?
This Wei Dong, why did he become so emotional all of a sudden? !
next second.

Yan Jun unconsciously focused his eyes on the mobile phone in his hand, and slowly frowned his two sword eyebrows.

A person who is about to choose to commit suicide will have such a big mood swing, the problem is likely to arise from the information he just checked from his mobile phone.

In other words, he may have chosen to commit suicide because he was influenced by external things and acted out of impulse.

If so...

Is it possible that his suicide has nothing to do with death?
Could it be that I was in a hurry and fell into a misunderstanding of thinking?
moment.

Yan Jun came to the spirit.

If this is the case, then things will become much simpler.

As long as there is no intervention of the god of death, he has absolute confidence to dispel other people's thoughts of committing suicide within one minute.

Put aside those words of comfort.

his name!

The word "Yan Jun" is already a golden signboard.

In the whole world, it can be said that everyone knows it, and it can bring infinite hope and strength to those who are full of fear of death.

This is not Yan Jun boasting, it is the fact.

After a short thought, Yan Jun let out a long sigh of relief.

This matter may not be as difficult as I imagined.

As long as a phone call is made, there is great hope to save a fresh life.

Alas, let's expose it, it will be a matter of time anyway.

It is impossible for me to close myself forever in order to avoid death.

Think about it this way.

Yan Jun took out his phone decisively.

However, at this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

Yan Jun looked at the caller ID and was surprised.