star hunter

"Equip your weapons and backpacks, run around the camp after the starting gun is fired, and reach the standard within [-] minutes. If you don't meet the standard, run again until you reach the standard."

Combined, the weapon and backpack must weigh at least [-] kilograms, right?This made Zhong Yun, who was eager to try, go dark in front of his eyes. This is simply running with a heavy load, right?

The physical fitness is 3000 meters...why do you want to omit the word load?He was worrying about it, and as a result, something even more depressing happened to him.

"You are not qualified to participate in training." The cold-faced instructor stretched out his hand to stop him, met his disbelieving eyes, and announced in a serious tone, "When will you get your epaulets back and when will you return to the team?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and roared again: "Run away! Everyone, haven't you eaten at noon?! If you have any housekeeping skills, just use them!"

As soon as he said this, the track became lively - a delicate and slender girl transformed into a Super Saiyan in a second, her muscular development was almost comparable to that of a strong bear-like instructor, like a beast There was another guy, the soil under his feet turned up without warning, and he was wrapped in a sandstorm, crawling forward against the ground; as for his fat roommate, he shrunk himself into a A ball, rumbling and rolling forward, and rolling quite fast; but these are nothing, there is a guy who is the worst, after the starting gun fired, he disappeared in the same place like a puff of smoke in the blink of an eye, just when he was suspicious When he saw something wrong, he came back and told the instructor that he had finished running.

As usual, Zhong Yuncong would be stunned when he saw this situation, and felt quite eye-opening.

But at this moment, he was immersed in the huge blow, and his whole body was almost petrified.

Let's not talk about whether we can meet the standard now, but we don't even have the opportunity to train.

Seeing other students walking like flying and moving like the wind one by one, Zhong Yuncong only felt a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

He subconsciously squatted down and began to frantically search for traces.

But there was nothing on the ground except rows of yellow footprints.

He searched inch by inch, cold sweat came out at some point, fell down his forehead, and slipped into his eyes. Immediately, his eyeballs were extremely sore, and those yellow footprints became extremely dazzling.

In fact, not too much time had passed, but when the large army passed by him for the second time, he suddenly felt close to collapse.

He groped blankly until he bumped into a pair of black round-toed leather boots.

He raised his head and met the instructor's cold eyes.

"Have you found it yet?" He heard the contemptuous voice of the other party, "If you still can't find it, I advise you to go back and pack your luggage now and leave as soon as possible - because I will not let you participate in training."

This sentence was like a blow to the head, which made him dizzy.

He suddenly had the illusion that he had been sentenced to death.

Didn't participate in a training session, and was kicked out for such a ridiculous reason?Then how would he go to see Su Xian, and how would he face those big words he had said?

No, this cannot be allowed to happen.

In the blink of an eye, he drove those anxious thoughts out of his mind, and his panicked heart calmed down.

He stood up and smiled at the instructor: "Don't worry, I will definitely find it."

"..." The instructor looked at the boy's back, and had the urge to curse - don't pretend to be affectionate, who is worried about you? ? ?

Zhong Yuncong completely gave up the method of blind search, because he knew there was none.

After calming down, his intuition told him that his epaulet might not be as simple as falling off.

Because if you think about it carefully, there are traces of such things, such as those two steamed buns that disappeared in the cafeteria.

At that time, the whole cafeteria was in a mess, and it was very common for someone to steal two steamed buns. Zhong Yun never thought that the other party might be targeting him.

Even at this time, he still couldn't figure out who he had offended, and how to punish him like this?

After clarifying his thoughts and having a clue, he also has a way to deal with it.

After all the students finished the 3000-meter run with a load, Zhong Yuncong looked at the time to rest and ran to find a long way to go.

"You want to borrow my epaulettes?" Lu Yuan asked back in surprise, he couldn't help but glanced at the gloomy instructor, hesitation was evident in his tone.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuncong said quickly: "Don't worry, I'm just borrowing it and I'll pay you back soon!" At the end, he added: "I will definitely not make it difficult for you."

After he said this, Lu Yuan was a little embarrassed: "I see, I will lend it to you."

As he spoke, he took off one shoulder patch and handed it to him. Zhong Yuncong took it and smiled gratefully: "Thank you very much!"

After Zhong Yung thanked Lu Yuan, he stuck the epaulets on his shoulders and walked straight towards the instructor.

Lu Yuan stared at his back in a daze, Jin Hu sauntered over, put his arm on Lu Yuan's shoulder, and began to say sarcastic words: "Are you stupid? Just gave the epaulettes to someone, now Well, he took the epaulets and told the instructor that he found it, and you will be gone after that, so you won't be able to participate in training?"

Lu Yuan shook his head and said in a low voice, "He's not that kind of person."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhong Yuncong walk up to the instructor and point to the epaulettes and say something, and then the instructor nodded, Zhong Yuncong immediately beamed with joy, and shouted loudly: "Great, I finally found it." Epaulets, you can participate in training!"

Jin Hu laughed unscrupulously: "You still say, he really did it!"

Lu Yuan's face turned pale.

And Zhong Yuncong not only cheated his epaulets in exchange for training opportunities, but even boasted about how hard he had worked so hard to get back the epaulettes.

Jin Hu patted Lu Yuan's shoulder in uncontrollable joy, leaning forward and back with a smile, Lu Yuan slowly lowered his head.

"Go get it back! Why are you useless?" When Jin Hu was counting on him, suddenly, Zhong Yuncong's exclamation came from not far away: "Damn it! It's gone again!"

Everyone was taken aback.

Zhong Yuncong's shoulder was empty on one side, and the shoulder patch that had been lost and recovered disappeared without a trace again.

The instructor was also attracted by the students' uproar, and asked with a frown, "What's going on?"

Zhong Yuncong sighed: "I lost my epaulettes again... But this time I am sure, it was not my carelessness, but someone who walked away quietly and empty-handed."

"I don't care how you lost it," the instructor was unmoved, "If you can't get it back, you won't be eligible to participate in training."

"Then what if I get it back?" Zhong Yuncong raised his eyebrows, and the instructor raised the corner of his mouth arrogantly: "Let's talk about it after you get it back."

"I'll find it right away." He smiled slightly and asked again, "By the way, after finding out the guy who stole things, you will punish him, right?"

The instructor's expression changed subtly: "If you can find out, there will naturally be punishment waiting for him."

"Okay!" Zhong Yun turned to the resting students with a smile in his eyes, "Then, please, let everyone line up and stretch out both hands."

The instructor's eyebrows moved slightly, and he snorted: "You don't think that person will hand it over on his own initiative, do you?"

"Of course not." He shook his head, but immediately changed the topic, "But now we can't let him."

The instructor glanced at him and gave an order: "Everyone gather!"

After a sharp whistle, a neat square array was displayed in front of them.

The cold-eyed instructor shouted sharply: "Extend your hands!"

All the students didn't know why and looked at each other in blank dismay, but under pressure, they all followed their advice.

Seeing that some people only stretched out one hand, Zhong Yuncong hurriedly urged the instructor softly: "Two hands."

After the instructor glared at him, he roared again: "Stretch out both hands!"

His loud voice really had a refreshing effect, and the students shivered all over, and obediently stretched out their hands.

The instructor glanced at Zhong Yuncong, and the latter understood, and walked along the lines, looking carefully at the outstretched hands.

At the same time, the instructor's eyes were also glued to him, and he wanted to see what kind of mystery this kid was playing.

He quickly discovered the clue - when he walked to the last line, the two hands that the front line stretched out were different from the others. The palms of the others were facing upwards, but he was the only one with the backs of the hands facing upwards.

Zhong Yuncong stopped in front of the man, and looked him back and forth for a long time. This guy was not tall, and he had a baby face. He looked very small, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The badge on his chest shows his student number 49.

"No. 49," he said in a good voice, "please show your palm."

As soon as this remark came out, he clearly noticed that the other party's breathing was stagnant.

Zhong Yuncong stared closely at his eyes, the latter's guilt was too obvious, his eyes flickered, his figure flickered, and he tried to escape in vain!

Fortunately, Zhong Yuncong had roughly guessed his ability, and he had already made a surprise move, and finally grabbed the opponent's wrist before he could escape.

The opponent was caught off guard and was caught.

The boy's face turned pale immediately, Zhong Yuncong sneered, and turned over his right hand, as expected, an epaulet stuck to his palm.

Previously, he found that the workmanship of the worn-out training camp shoes was terrible, and before he had walked a few steps in them, the glue was opened somewhere. In desperation, he found a way to get a tube of strong glue, and glued the shoes together. After that, I put it in my pocket, but I didn't expect it to play an unexpected role.

After borrowing Lu Yuan's epaulettes, he covered them with glue, and deliberately irritated the thief with words.

As for the object of suspicion, he also has his own calculations - after seeing the abilities of the first wave of high-profile and show-off supernatural beings, he knew it well.

The thief who came and went without a trace was a supernatural being with a speed as fast as lightning.

He held the other's wrist, closed his eyes, and some pictures appeared in his mind-it really was a thief.

And maybe the world's fastest thief.

He opened his eyes and looked at the other party coldly. The boy was still not convinced, his eyes widened: "You are cheating! I don't accept it!"

"Submit your sister!" He got angry as soon as he heard it, and directly dragged him to the instructor, "You little bastard, you never tire of cheating, haven't you heard of it?"

"Why are you scolding people?!"

"Then you still steal!"

After Zhong Yuncong scolded happily, he threw him to the instructor: "He should still have an epaulet."

The latter's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, and he did it himself, and found another one from that little bastard.

While throwing the epaulets back to Zhong Yuncong, the instructor took the little brat and left: "You can start warming up. After I finish cleaning up this little brat, I will start a new round of training immediately!"

Zhong Yun finally felt at ease. After returning the epaulettes to Lu Yuan, he looked at Lu Yuan's expressionless face and smiled embarrassedly: "Did I scare you? I'm really sorry."

Lu Yuan shook his head quickly: "No! It's good if I can help you."

Zhong Yuncong was in a good mood, and took him to warm up together. Jin Hu folded his arms and gave a "cut", and the fat man praised his brother stammeringly: "That clock, clock or something... It's, it's quite smart." , Clever!"

The thin man smiled: "It's quite smart."

Although he was angry, Zhong Yuncong, who was able to participate in the training after a lot of trouble, was not in a good mood. The reason is very simple. His 3000-meter weight-bearing performance was not ideal, and he ran back and forth for several rounds without success. It doesn't count if the instructor's requirements are met, and the angry instructor yells, it's basically over here in the afternoon.

After running around like an old horse all afternoon, Zhong Yuncong walked wearily towards the canteen dragging his heavy, lead-filled legs.

Fortunately, there was more than one person with poor grades. Lu Yuan's small body ran a little slower than him. The two of them walked together. When they were about to leave the training ground, Zhong Yuncong suddenly stopped and then changed direction.

"You go to eat first, I'll meet that kid."

Lu Yuan looked over in surprise, and found that the thief he had found out before was being punished at the side of the training ground.

Zhong Yuncong approached slowly, and found that the kid was holding a pistol flat, with a brick hanging from the muzzle of the gun. His figure was straight, as if he hadn't seen anyone coming, and he was still staring at the pistol.

This kind of training, or punishment, he has persisted in the extremely cold environment for more than two hours without moving.

From the soreness of his muscles and bones at the beginning, to the spasm in the middle, to the numbness at this moment, his consciousness and body are hovering on the verge of collapse.

There is only one thought left in his mind now, that is, the brick must not be moved, even just for a moment—"Move it, no matter how long you persisted before, it will be invalid, and start counting again."

This is what the instructor said.

"I heard that as long as this brick moves, you have to start all over again." Zhong Yun walked to the guy's side with a smile, "Hey, how long have you been standing? An hour? Or two hours ?”

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"I said you are really strange." Zhong Yuncong murmured dissatisfiedly, "You are obviously wronged by yourself, but now you look like you are wronged? If you want to say wronged, I am wronged, okay?"

"Then you..." He finally spoke out, but his voice was a little hoarse, "What do you want?"

Zhong Yun never twitched the corner of his mouth maliciously: "I was thinking, what would happen if I touched your brick?"

"You...!" The man changed color angrily, but he had nothing to say.

"Hmph!" Zhong Yuncong snorted coldly, and sat cross-legged, "Don't worry, I'm just scaring you, my young master is not the kind of person who would add insult to injury."

"Then what do you want..." The other party's tone was much weaker, Zhong Yuncong smiled triumphantly: "I think—"

His intentionally elongated tone made the kid startled again: "...what do you want?"

"I want to treat you to a meal."

"……what?"

"You heard me right." Zhong Yun turned his face from the side and looked straight into his eyes, "I want to know why you did this."

>>>

With the help of "God Dog", the rest of the body parts were quickly found in the nearby blocks.

"The remaining pieces of meat and bones are distributed in Xiaogang, Qiaodong, Jiangxin Park, Hebin Road, Dongxin Road, Nanhua Lane... Oh, and Ping'an Street!" A subordinate came down to report, "Except for the bridge cave, basically They were all found in trash cans."

"Why are the places where the corpses are dumped so scattered... Isn't the area too big? It's almost spread all over the East City?" Su Xian was shocked and puzzled at the same time, "The murderer ran all over the city in one night?"

The subordinate guessed: "Could it be a coordinated crime?"

"It's possible." He nodded and asked again, "By the way, the head and internal organs haven't been found yet?"

"No." The subordinate also had a bitter face, "There is no whereabouts yet."

Su Xian's temples ached faintly: "Without a head, it's hard to identify the dead body... Speaking of which, Nanhua Lane and Ping'an Street, isn't it just... It seems to be the address of Zou Huisheng and the location of the school?"

When he thought of this, his face darkened immediately. If the deceased was really Zou Huisheng, and he deliberately threw the body near her address and school, it could be seen that the murderer had vicious intentions.

If Zou's father and Zou's mother knew that when they were desperately looking for their daughter these days, they might actually pass by her more than once, and they would break down.

Thinking of the Zou couple, his head hurt even more, but he had to inform him.

After all, so far, Zou Huisheng is the one who most fits the identity of the deceased.

After packing up the body parts and transporting them all back to the public security station, Su Xian immediately sent someone to notify the Zou couple, and the latter rushed over in a short time. After seeing the severed fingers of the deceased, Zou's mother passed out on the spot past.

Because there is an obvious gap on the nail of one of the fingers.

This made the middle-aged couple immediately believe that this was their daughter.

"My child's mother helped her cut her nails a few days ago. She accidentally cut a gap and saw blood." Zou's father wiped his tears with his withered fingers, "I asked my daughter if it hurts. It hurts, she said it doesn't hurt at all... How can such a well-behaved and obedient girl like my daughter be so miserable!"

He has been used to being honest all his life, and he doesn't even know how to swear. Even when he is heartbroken, he just complains about himself.

Su Xian stared at the missing piece of nail on the severed finger and the inconspicuous wound on the fingertip. He took a deep breath. Although the head has not been found, the identity of the body can be basically confirmed.

The deceased should be Zou Huisheng.

Father Zou, a middle-aged man with a face full of vicissitudes, was crying at this moment: "Sir, my daughter's head..."

Seeing him asking, Su Xian felt quite guilty. He shook his head and said softly, "I haven't found it yet."

"Then...the murderer also..."

Su Xian didn't know how to answer this question for a while, so he could only make a promise to them: "We will catch him!"

This kind of guarantee sounded pale and weak, but at this moment, he was so short of words that he could only drop such a sentence dryly.

But since he said it, he must do it. Apart from this, he couldn't think of any other way to appease the living and comfort the dead.

He let out a long breath, and beckoned to someone: "What time is it?"

"It's already nine o'clock." A security officer told him, and Su Xian put on his overcoat: "Then Qingshan Middle School is already in class now, right? You two, come with me over there."

The public security office has always been short of funds, and unfortunately all the few cars were driven out, so Su Xian and the others had no choice but to walk there. Fortunately, Qingshan Middle School is only a little more than two kilometers away from the public security office, so it doesn't take long.

It's just that when I walked halfway, I saw the picket team's car swaggering through the city, and it seemed that it was also heading for Qingshan Middle School.

Seeing this, Su Xian reached out to stop the car without hesitation.

His hand was almost on the car window, and the driver on the other side reacted fairly quickly, and stepped on the brakes in time. Turning his head, he found that it was an old acquaintance from the Administration Bureau, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Yo , it’s Team Leader Su, what a coincidence.”

Su Xian replied with a smile: "It's quite a coincidence. Who is sitting in the car?"

He asked knowingly, but before the picket could reply, the window on the back seat of the car was rolled down, and Jiang Qiyan's lazy voice came out: "Don't you just want to hitch a ride? Come up."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone jumped out of the car and opened the door for Su Xian, who got into the car without being polite.

Jiang Qiyan was the only passenger in the back seat of the car. His sitting posture was very arbitrary, with his legs crossed, and he leaned on the back of the seat as if he had suffered from scoliosis. His laziness revealed a bit of elegance.

"The picket team is really well-funded, unlike our No. [-] office, which is poor." Su Xian got in his car and began to make friends, but the opening remarks were sarcasm.

Jiang Qiyan seemed to have something on his mind, and he didn't bother with him, he just motioned for his subordinates to drive, but Su Xian pressed his gesture, and said with a shy smile, "Anyway, there are still empty seats in your car, let my two subordinates come up." Squeeze."

The picket leader shook his head, and scolded with a smile: "You really know how to make progress."

Team Leader Su turned a deaf ear, and directly opened the car door to greet the other two security officers to get in the car: "Come on, all of you. Remember Captain Jiang's kindness, do you hear me?"

Jiang Qiyan ignored him, and didn't expect to hear anything good from this guy.

After the car got back on the road, Captain Jiang glanced at Su Xian who was sitting next to him: "I thought Team Leader Su was busy."

Su Xian raised his eyelids: "Just say what you want to say, I'm in a bad mood, and I don't have the heart to play charades with you."

His frankness made Jiang Qiyan laugh: "You have already handed over this case to the picket team, why do you want to get involved?"

"Handing it over to you doesn't necessarily mean you are paying attention. Three days have passed, and there is no news at all." Su Xian said lightly, "The couple ran to the security station all day long, can I just sit idly by? Let's talk , when it was handed over to you, it was just an ordinary case of disappearance, but now that the body has been found, the nature is different.”

Jiang Qiyan confronted him tit for tat: "No matter how the nature changes, it still hasn't escaped the jurisdiction of the picket team. This is a murder case in Dongcheng, isn't it?"

Su Xian didn't buy it: "I don't necessarily have nothing to do with the affairs of Dongcheng."

"Oh?" Jiang Qiyan raised half of his brows, "So, you suspect that a supernatural person did it? Do you have evidence?"

Naturally, Su Xian didn't have any, so he began to make trouble out of no reason: "Then do you have evidence to prove that it wasn't done by a supernatural person?"

Jiang Qiyan frowned: "You are making unreasonable words!"

"Ha!" He sneered, "I didn't care about it before, but now that the person is dead and the matter is serious, I start to worry? If you are so capable, find the head of the deceased first."

Jiang Qiyan didn't choke back, he was silent for a moment, then sighed: "I'm really under a lot of pressure here, you are willing to help, I should thank you."

Su Xian didn't expect him to say that, and felt a little sorry for it for a while. Strictly speaking, he actually exceeded his authority.

He coughed softly: "By the way, did you send someone to check the residents around the corpse disposal site?"

"The pies have been sent, but there are still not enough people." Captain Jiang looked unhappy, and he shook his head, "There are almost ten places where the corpses are dumped, which means that we have to go through the entire East City."

Su Xian also sighed: "I'm afraid that the sum of all of us may not be enough."

Jiang Qiyan pressed the center of his eyebrows: "If it's not enough, it's worth it."

After speaking, the destination, Qingshan Middle School, just arrived, and two groups of people entered the school one after the other.