Wild temptation! After a full-level hacker boss is selected into the special agent team

Gland hunter? !

Zhou Zishan's eyes tightened.

Have you finally found it?

Since the end of last year, gravefillers have often discovered that there are corpses scattered in the sewers of Hongcheng that make it impossible to find out the cause of death, and it is impossible to use the ability and equipment to restore the crime scene.

These limbs have one thing in common: they are skinny and have lost their pheromone signs. At the same time, it is known through blood tests that they are not Beta.

Therefore, it can only mean that someone cut off the glands of these victims before they died.

Not only that, judging from the autopsy results of the grave-fillers, these victims suffered inhuman abuse, starvation punishment or severe beatings during their lifetimes, and even left no plastic surgery after death.

Such a vicious and vicious technique destroyed all traces of the crime on the body, making it impossible to trace the murderer.

He can only be kept on the Justice League's "Unsolved Cases" list with the title of "Gland Hunter".

So far, the number of people killed by gland hunters has reached nearly 60.

It's downright cruel.

How could such a criminal who left no trace be found suddenly?

Zhou Zishan opened "02" in confusion.

[Grave filler report 1: A scrawny male corpse was found in the sewer in the south of the city. The glands of the male corpse were dug out, but it was a complete corpse. The corpse was wrapped in an oil canvas]

Canvas?

When he clicked on the picture and took a look, Zhou Zishan was stunned on the spot.

Why is it so similar to Li Changzhou's painting style?

Zhou Zishan seemed to have returned to the reed marsh, and Li Changzhou's words rang in his ears:

"My first painting was bought by someone for 10 yuan. He said he could use it as a tablecloth."

[Grave Filler Report 2: Restore Video of the Crime Scene]

The video simulates the process of killing people and removing glands by gland hunters, which is simple and clear.

[Grave Filler Report 3: Suspicious Points in the Case]

[Doubt 1: I did not see the dismemberment process corresponding to the previous case]

[Doubt 2: Dumping the body directly is inconsistent with previous crime habits]

[Doubt 3: The oil canvas is very abrupt. It is full of oil stains and stains. Judging from the trace detection results, these stains should come from food, so this canvas should have been used as a tablecloth]

[Summary: I don’t quite understand the significance of the appearance of the canvas. Judging from the reconstruction of the crime scene, this canvas was probably just torn off and used to wrap the body. From this, it can be deduced that the murderer probably has no experience in throwing corpses. Therefore, whether it can be judged Are the perpetrator and the person who dumped the body the same person? ]

Zhou Zishan quickly opened the suspect's portrait again.

Seeing the restoration and positioning of the portrait, he almost dropped his phone to the ground.

The name of the owner of that face popped into Zhou Zishan's mind.

plum? cross?

what?

Just in the afternoon, he thought that Li Yue was just living a more and more philistine life, but he didn't expect...

Li Yue is actually a gland hunter!

Zhou Zishan broke into a bad sweat.

He stared at the word "receive the order" intently.

The evening breeze mixed with the sound of people drinking and drinking, changing cups and cups, and the alluring aroma of the food hit Zhou Zishan's senses.

A burning pain of pantothenic acid rolled in my stomach and was about to rush to my throat.

Ling Lie stood at the door, looking at Zhou Zishan silently. Behind him was the bustling restaurant.

The small garden was silent, and the moonlight stretched out Zhou Zishan's figure.

Zhou Zishan raised his eyes and looked into Ling Lie's caring eyes.

He smiled and pressed the "receive order" button, put his phone in his pocket, and walked towards Ling Lie.

Before Ling Lie could speak, Zhou Zishan said, "My stomach feels a little uncomfortable."

Ling Lie didn't expose him, took him back to his seat, and helped him order a bowl of red bean and sweet-scented osmanthus dumplings.

After dinner.

Ling Lie pulled him and walked along the quiet seaside.

The silver moon fell on the sea. At that moment, the waves rolled from the edge of the beach and left the land, breaking the moonlight into pieces.

Ling Lie's palms were already broad and slender, but with Zhou Yun's "petite" palm in contrast, they looked even more secure.

"It's time for me to go." Zhou Zishan took his hand out of his palm, but he still held it tightly. "I have some things to deal with."

Ling Lie looked at him calmly, his ears filled with the lazy noise of the waves.

"Are you in a hurry?" Ling Lie asked with a smile, "Do you want my help?"

"No need." Zhou Zishan shook his head, "I can handle it myself."

"be careful."

Ling Lie let go.

Zhou Zishan looked at him for a long time, wanting to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them out. In the end, he only squeezed out one syllable from his throat: "Yeah."

Then, Zhou Zishan turned his head and turned into a bat, quickly leaving the beach.

Ling Lie stood in the moonlight, watching the bat's back disappear into the dark night.

-

One o'clock.

Li Yue was collecting garbage.

Bag after bag of garbage piled up by him was thrown under the closed gate of the garbage recycling station.

The detergent he bought has been used up, and a dozen empty bottles are piled under the "recyclable" sign, scattered.

Li Yue took out his mobile phone and cleared all chat records with Li Changzhou and Wu Chen. Then he blocked all their contact information, and then began to consider making an appointment for moving services.

He knew he didn't have much money left, but the pile of furniture belonged to the landlord, and he might be able to get more money by selling it.

With this idea in mind, Li Yue hurriedly ran home, took photos of all the furniture, home appliances, and valuable items in the house, and put them on the second-hand platform to sell them at a low price, with the title:

[I'm in a hurry to move, and I'm preparing to go abroad. I can't move the furniture at home, so I'm selling it at a low price, and a destined person will take it.]

[Only within the same city, welcome to pick up at your door]

Li Yue took pictures in a circle, and finally paid attention to the precious silk curtains, but found that the process of tearing them off was really troublesome. If he was not careful, he might tear them apart, so he just forgot about it.

When he turned around, Li Yue didn't notice at all that there was a bat hanging upside down in the dark behind the curtains and above the window frame.

After taking care of everything, Li Yue made a phone call.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, I have a happy news for you."

Lao Zhang's business had just started, "Huh? What's the happy event?"

"I'm going abroad."

Lao Zhang was surprised, "Huh? Going abroad? Which country are you from?"

Li Yue lied without changing his expression, "Hey, wasn't that what I told you last time? My boss promoted me to store manager. No, he took me out to study. He said he wanted me to improve myself." "

Lao Zhang hurriedly congratulated, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, you can do it, Li Yue, you are in trouble! When you come back now, you will at least be a regional dealer, right? Congratulations!"

"No way, how can it be so fast? Then don't take it one step at a time, take your time!" Li Yue's tone was seductive.

The two exchanged pleasantries and Li Yue hung up the phone.

At this moment, he remembered the post he had edited in the afternoon, turned on his phone and looked at it, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Fuck, why didn't you send it?"

He quickly reached out and tapped on his phone.

"No, why can't it be sent?"

Li Yue hissed a few times in confusion, and then said to himself in confusion, "Damn, this Ling Lie can't really be the young master of the Ling family, he is so powerful! Could it be that my phone has been hacked? Otherwise, how could it be possible? I can’t send it out…”

“If this post is not popular, how can I ask for compensation?”

After Li Yue fiddled with it in confusion for a while, he turned off his cell phone, took his bag, and decided to go out at night to find someone for help.

He knew some gangs in the black market that specialized in navy outsourcing, and those people would definitely be able to help.

"Snapped."

The door is closed.

The little upside-down bat flaps its wings in the night.