Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 271 No Game, It's All Ming Cards

Perhaps until today, Lin En has witnessed with his own eyes and ears what it means: the ultimate crime.

Compared to those so-called villains, compared to him, a sick-minded slaughterer, the crimes committed by these big figures in the upper class have completely penetrated Lynn's crimes from various meanings and levels. acceptable lower limit.

Unfortunately, Lynn had to admit that compared to these people, he was not qualified at all, let alone called: evil.

At most, it's just some children's tantrums and nonsense.

It doesn't matter if it's called one, it's called one, it doesn't hurt or itch...

………………

"All right, all right, stop talking."

Lynn sat on the edge of the high platform, took a deep breath, and covered his forehead with his teeth bared.

"Huh... oh my god... you guys are really... I don't know what to say, I don't dare to understand, but I was really shocked and eye-opening.

Originally, I thought, only I thought ha!Most of the shocking stories and legends that I have read and widely circulated on the Internet should be stories compiled by some guys with extremely active brain nerves.

But you guys, really, you really leave me... speechless.

I seem to have a feeling, I think... I'm a little scared of you guys.real.

You are so scary. "

At this time, Lynn was sitting on the stage, with a blood-stained chain hammer hanging limply beside him. The hammer head part of the hammer was still emitting a bloody light.

Although Lynn is a bit incoherent, it is difficult to express his thoughts completely, but this does not mean that Lynn is weak.

On the floor in front of him, those sleeping, wide-eyed, stacked, they were good evidence.

Lynn just felt, felt a little sick.

After announcing with a gunshot that the auction he hosted was not a silly joke, Lynn pointed a gun at someone, and thoughtfully suggested that the gentleman should be the first person to start.

So, he got off to a good start.

The gentleman with the beautiful beard pointed out the fact that the female companion beside him was actually a criminal without hesitation, and in a very short period of time, he fully confessed a lot of evidence.

Time, place, person, amount, beneficiary...

As a result, Lynn had to hold the camera carefully so as not to miss any wonderful places.

With the beginning of this one, when Lin En knocked on the gavel representing the duties of the auctioneer, the next process was extremely smooth.

The lady was, of course, the second person to "offer".

She seemed anxious, unbelievably hysterical.

After pointing the muzzle at the moustache man, she didn't intend to stop at all, but turned around and randomly passed the flower drum to everyone she saw, everyone she knew, not so innocent people.

As a result, the auction once entered into chaos, and Lynn had to use rough methods to ensure its progress.

So, when those guys testify against each other, shake out each other's other sides, grit their teeth, straighten their arms, have blue veins on their foreheads, and talk about incidents that make their teeth sour , Lynn really felt sick.

He regretted a little, why did he think of this method to do this so-called... trial.

What he regretted even more was that he naively thought that he could withstand this kind of mental distortion.

He actually thought that there would be so many innocent people in this group of people, maybe, had no choice but to do so?Deceived and concealed?A hero who painstakingly breaks into the enemy's interior to collect evidence?

No.

No, not at all.

Lynn was in a bad mood, which made him very depressed.Let him feel that he is the one who has been judged.

Although, at this moment, in this room, Lynn is so powerful, so invincible.But he has indeed been hurt like never before, and he really doesn't want this kind of hurt to continue.

So, after a certain nauseating moment, Lynn struck the gavel, sat on the edge of the circular stage, and watched the group of guys who gave up everything to survive.

"I'm not interested anymore, I don't play anymore."

Lynn's voice was suddenly a little indifferent, which made those guys standing in the audience a little at a loss.

However, there are still some guys with a strong psychological quality. From Lynn's words and the way he stood up, he noticed something different.

Their faces showed a decaying gray color, their lips trembled uncontrollably, tears flowed from their eyes, their knees became weak, and they knelt on the ground, even losing the strength to cry.

At the same time, on the stage, Lynn waved his hand, and those avatars who had been silent for a long time as spectators rushed forward...

The real, meaningful trial begins at this moment.

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After dawn, more than one car drove into the manor. Those who got out of the car all fell to their knees after entering the house, and after having difficulty breathing for a while, they screamed out.

Therefore, after receiving a large number of reports, the police station, which itself lost its top officer, sent almost all of its personnel.

They quickly sealed off the house, and then ran around with stern expressions.

They seem to have found something in the house... something that can't be said, something very shocking.

The most important thing is that none of them seems to be able to stand up and speak out, and there is no one who is in charge of everything.

Because... the people who can do this seem to be in that room, and they are all lying on the ground.

Such an embarrassing situation was finally ended until the appearance of other people.

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"Sir, I don't know what to..."

"You don't have to say anything, just say what you know."

In a not-so-spacious office, a sweaty man stood outside his desk with his head slightly lowered, while a man in black was sitting on the only chair in the room. Expressionlessly flipping through the photos taken at the scene and some not very useful evidence.

There was nothing on the man in black that could indicate his identity.

Except at the very beginning, when these people headed by the man in black appeared directly around the house and showed something, they took over the matter completely.

And for the standing guy, that's pretty darn good.

"Yes, I'm just saying what I know, uh... the scene..."

"No hurry. Let me ask you a few questions."

The man in black interrupted the narration he didn't know where to start before he started, closed the thick stack of photos and other documents in his hand, raised his head, looked at the other party seriously and said: "At present, I know This matter, I mean, how many people are there in certain details."

"Yes! Except for the people in our bureau, everyone in the outside world is completely ignorant. We immediately...but the families of the victims..."

"You don't need to worry about this, just submit the relevant report."

The man in black shook his head slightly, and after letting out a sigh of relief, he picked up an evidence bag next to him containing a box of something.

"What is this, have you seen it?"

"This one……"

The standing man began to sweat again: "This is something that was deliberately left on the scene, it is a video.

Right now, it's just me watching. "

"Look, what's recorded on it."

"This one……"

After hesitating again and again, he still shook his head: "You will know it after reading it, I have something... that I can't describe."

"OK then."

Without forcing anything, the man in black asked again: "Apart from that, did the murderer leave anything behind?"

"Have."

The standing one pointed to a large box on the table.

"In it, there is a piece of wood with engraved words, which we cut out on site and brought back."

"What is engraved on it?"

Asking this, the man in black opened the box.

When he saw the word on the piece of wood, he also heard the answer.

"It says... Lynn is here..."

Snapped!
The box was closed heavily.

The man in black, who had been extremely calm and indifferent from the beginning to the end, revealed some expressions of fear that were hard to conceal.

"Sir, you..."

"sorry."

The man in black stood up and regained his indifference: "It seems that this matter cannot be easily resolved. I'm afraid I have to take you back with me."

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In a busy studio, in a noisy and crowded office environment, a person walks between the left and right of these office workers, frowns tightly, and rushes to the meeting room without stopping.

After entering the elevator, he stretched out his hand to stroke his hair a few times in frustration, and couldn't help complaining a few words in this deserted place: "It seems that there are bad things about being ordered to safety. If there is a job, there will be a job." , Tell me what time you come to the meeting and you will come to the meeting...

I hope there is really something wrong this time, don't let me go in vain... oh hello hello. "

After the elevator that was empty just now stopped on a certain floor, a large number of people came in all of a sudden, including men and women, old and young, and their clothes were completely inconsistent, and everyone had a temporary ID card. .

Looking at the ID badges on their chests, it seems that any one of them is much stronger than this guy who has been in Zhao'an.

After carefully accompanying a few smiling faces, not surprisingly without getting any response, the man stood in the corner of the stairs, holding his briefcase, silently waiting for the elevator to go up.

Hey~
"Sorry sorry, please let me..."

Once on his floor, the man was trying to squeeze out the end.Unexpectedly, everyone in front got off the elevator on this floor.

"This is really weird. Isn't there usually no one on this floor?"

It was strange in his heart, but the man still glanced at the information on the phone, repeated the location of the meeting twice, and walked forward suspiciously.

Then, those people in front of him were in front of him all the way to the door of the conference room.

These guys...are also here for the meeting?

Thinking of this, the few people in front exchanged glances with each other, and the person in the front reached out and pushed open the door of the meeting room.

In an instant, the voice that was isolated just now came from the conference room.

"...Don't tell me these things! What I'm asking now is how to solve this matter!"

"Solve it?! You still want to solve it?! Think about why you won't be solved! Idiot!"

Maybe it was because they saw the door being opened, or maybe it was because the quarrel had already come to an end. After a few people in the conference room glared at the door, they all pursed their lips and sat back.

For a moment, the scene seemed a little unspeakably depressing.

……

After everyone was seated, the man who was called to safety with his briefcase still didn't know why he was called here today.

He was just a street gangster, and because of various accidents, he gradually developed into an informant, and he was ordered to safety little by little.

But the people in this meeting room right now... seem to be a bit high-ranking.

But of course he wouldn't ask, and he didn't dare to ask anything.

"Okay, everyone is almost here, let me show you something."

At the head of the long table, a tired-looking man with his cuffs rolled up and two shirt buttons unbuttoned projected a video to everyone.

Within two seconds, everyone present was stunned.

……

"...Okay. Now, what do you want to say. Anyway, say something."

long silence.

Until, a person coughed lightly, and asked unnaturally: "Sir, this is... is this the truth about the gas explosion?"

"Yes. Do you have anything else to say?"

"My God... sir! That, that masked man..."

"Yes."

With a bang, a piece of wood was erected on the conference table.

"Lynn. That masked man is Lynn."

hiss……!
In the meeting room, there was a sound of panting.

Among them, Wyatt, who was summoned to safety, was the loudest.

He seemed to know why he was here.

"Wyatt!"

Sure enough, he was named.

"You are one of the few guys who are still alive after witnessing Lynn's murder.

Tell me what you think. "

What do I think?What do I think!
I am afraid!What the hell do I have in mind... I'm scared to death!

"Yes, I... I think..."

"Do you think this is another senseless crime? Just like the last time he deliberately let you go and frightened you, for nothing, just because he thought it was fun? Huh?!"

"No, ah yes, ah no...I mean, I think, maybe he...they..."

Who the hell come and save me!
"Because they're damned!"

The door was roughly pushed open, and a very high-level guy broke in.Wyatt was successfully rescued.

"What are you doing here?"

The person who came did not answer, but said lightly: "You can go out now.

go out! "

Everyone looked at the chief standing at the front of the conference table. He was just staring at the man who had just walked in and stood at the end of the conference table.

So, everyone stood up and walked out.

In the conference room, there were only two people left.

"Jones! No, Ron! Are you here to help me solve my problem? Okay! Tell me how I can solve this problem!"

The piece of wood with someone's name engraved on it was pushed onto the Martian Manhunter Ron En who had just walked in and kept his human face.

"Okay. I'll take care of it, then you can leave too. Adams."

"Hehe, you solve it? How do you solve it!"

"Then it's none of your business."

"Hahaha, okay, that's great. Let me guess, is your solution the same as before, and it doesn't solve it at all."

"It's none of your business."

Ron walked around the table, walked up to Adams, looked him in the eyes and said, "Or, I can help you catch Lynn to your broken prison, and you can talk to him yourself?"

"……Humph!"

"Oh, cowardly waste."

"What are you talking about! Ron! You..."

"I say! You are a cowardly trash! Trash! Do you hear me clearly!"

"you!"

"roll!"

"...Hmph! I will report the truth."

"Whatever you want, trash."

Adams slammed the door and left, walking quickly and anxiously, for fear of being called.

And Ron En, who was left in the conference room, was facing the piece of wood at this moment, as if he was suddenly discouraged, and sat on a chair.

"Lyn...why do you have to be so blatant...

Let me rest for a while, okay..."

(End of this chapter)