what's in the depths

The police car whizzed through the downtown area and slammed on the brakes at the entrance of the police station. Then, Hawthorne got out of the car first and dragged the three suspects out of the car. A bunch of police officers stood at the entrance of the police station.

Holding the petrified little girl in his arms, Xue Yuan called the forensic department to inform them to come for an injury examination.

The three suspects were escorted to a corner, squatting together in a row, with their backs to the police and their heads in their hands.

The people from the forensic department came rushing from the research institute with a toolbox, carried the little girl in their arms and conducted a full-body examination on her, and the rest were responsible for examining the trauma of the three suspects.

Zhu Yuhan stood behind, looking at the backs of the three suspects.

He knew it was wrong to hit someone, but he couldn't control his unicorn arm.

So before everyone could react, a dark figure walked away, picked up one of the suspects, pressed him against the wall, and punched the suspect's abdomen hard.

The suspect was beaten and screamed again and again, begging for mercy.

Seeing the situation, Chu Rong, who was examining the trauma of another suspect, hurried over to grab Zhu Yuhan, dragged him aside with all his strength, but the other police officers just watched coldly.

That's right, even if Zhu Yuhan doesn't want to fight, they still want to fight, and it doesn't matter whoever utters such a bad breath.

But it was different for Chu Rong. Trauma examination and psychiatric examination are the necessary examination procedures for criminal suspects by forensic doctors. If Zhu Yuhan really didn't control his strength and beat the suspects stupid, then they could just be exonerated.

That's why he's going to stop it.

"Calm down, don't make big mistakes because of small things." Chu Rong hugged Zhu Yuhan from behind, trying to comfort him in a soft tone.

"You bastards, you will die!" Zhu Yuhan pointed at them, breathing heavily.

"Chu Forensic Doctor, are you done?" Hawthorne said coldly.

Chu Rong was stunned for a moment, then slowly let go of Zhu Yuhan: "Not yet."

"So what are you doing holding him, holding him can make a trauma appraisal on the suspect just by perception?" Hawthorne sneered, and looked at Chu Rong with folded arms.

"Sorry." Chu Rong bit his lower lip indiscriminately, opened the toolbox, pulled up the suspect's coat, and performed a wound examination on the place where Zhu Yuhan had just beaten him severely.

After the trauma examination was over, Chu Rong conducted a simple mental appraisal on them. After confirming that there was no abnormality in their spirits, Zhu Yuhan took them to the interrogation room for interrogation.

Hawthorne let out a long breath, his tense body finally relaxed, and then turned his head weakly and said to the team members:

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Inform the parents of the children to pick them up as soon as possible. Also, if you have any scratches during the network collection operation just now, please treat them as soon as possible."

"Team Leader Huo." At this time, Xue Yuan, who was covering his wound, said slowly, "Excuse me, have you seen Dai Yang's team members..."

As soon as the words came out, everyone was stunned, and immediately looked around. Some people ran outside the police station to check, but they didn't see Dai Yang's team members.

Feeling uneasy, Hawthorne immediately took out his mobile phone and called Dai Yang, but it was indicated that the phone had been turned off.

"Did you see Dai Yang when you came back?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads: "I was walking in a hurry, so I didn't pay much attention to whether he got in the car or not."

Anxiety dizzied in the air, and shadows shrouded it, covering everyone's heart.

"I vaguely remember that Dai Yang seemed to have been shot during the network closing operation just now..." a team member said anxiously.

Upon hearing this, two big characters popped up in everyone's mind:

broken.

Hawthorne took the police gun from the table and put it on his waist, and hurriedly said: "Come here, let's go back to the scene and have a look, maybe he's still there."

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Yuhan ran out of the interrogation room in a hurry. He grabbed Huo Sang, opened his mouth, and his voice trembled:

"Four."

"What four?"

"The suspect said that there were four people in today's trading operation, and one was on the way during the network closing operation just now, so you probably missed it."

Hawthorne's eyes widened, his face was instantly livid, he didn't say much, turned around and ran out of the police station, got into the police car, ignited the ignition, kicked the accelerator, and drove out of the police station at a speed of 180 mph.

"Team Zhu, what should we do?" Xue Yuan was a little at a loss now.

If everyone really forgot Dai Yang at the scene of the crime, and if the fourth suspect found out, he didn't even dare to think about the consequences.

Even at seven o'clock, the bustling city boulevard was still clogged.

Hawthorne was stuck in the convoy, honking his horn irritably, and the road rage patient in front immediately opened the car window and poked his head out:

"The police are amazing. Why are you honking the horn? Are you annoying? You can fly over if you have the ability!"

Hawthorne didn't bother to argue with him, and moved forward at a slow speed in the convoy.

At 07:30, the news broadcast was broadcast on the LED screen in the square. At this time, Hawthorne had no interest in any bullshit national affairs. He only hoped that the traffic flow would move a little bit. It's all fucked up.

"Hey, it looks like I can't move before eight o'clock." A thin-haired head protruded from the car next to him, and the uncle was smoking a cigarette boredly, chatting with Hawthorne in the police car next to him.

"My wife was at the front of the traffic jam. She said that there was a car accident under the Blue Lake Bridge. It was a series of car accidents. Four cars were hit, and there were several large cars lined up behind them. They couldn't move."

Hawthorne pressed the headset and asked the other police officers in the police station if they had any news about Dai Yang, but they regretfully told him that there was no news at all, and there was no telephone or wireless transmission.

Hawthorne felt that he couldn't wait any longer, so he had to leave the car here and look for the nearest subway, planning to go through the traffic first.

The colorful light on the LED screen in the center of the square reflected on the car. Hawthorne just got out of the car, but felt that something was wrong.

He glanced at the projection in the car and found it quite familiar.

He froze for a moment, and turned his head slowly.

On the screen, with a dark blue background and a flickering lamp overhead, a pale face underneath was reflected.

At the same time, the news that was originally broadcast on the TV in the police lobby suddenly turned into a snowflake, and after a harsh "squeaky" sound, the screen gradually became clear.

The technical department upstairs pressed the broadcast button and said urgently: "Contact the police department immediately, the system in the bureau has been maliciously attacked."

The large and small media TVs in the city suddenly turned into snowflakes in an instant. After the snowflakes passed, a dark blue background appeared. on the man below.

Huo Sang looked at the LED screen, and suddenly, in an instant, the dam in his heart collapsed, and the flood poured in, drowning the last sliver of reason.

The man under the lamp was wearing the protective clothing of the special case team when he was dispatched to the police. His head was buried very low, and he seemed to have lost consciousness. Only blood dripped on his boots, turning into a piece of filth.

A man wearing a grimace mask appears in the camera, and he slowly walks behind the unconscious man and takes out a stack of cards from a nearby box.

"Oh, you're still sleeping, young man, how can you sleep?" The voice of the masked man has been post-processed, making it sound like an incompletely evolved ape.

"Hello citizens, welcome to the live broadcast brought by succubus. If you like it after watching it, remember to follow us~"

At first, the citizens thought that what was being played on the screen was a scene from a movie, but when the camera zoomed in on the unconscious man and everyone saw the ID number on his police uniform, they realized that something was wrong.

They got out of the car one after another and slowly gathered under the big screen, hoping to see it more clearly.

"I am the anchor GruelGod. I believe that the following live broadcast will definitely open your eyes. Today, we are very honored to invite Mr. Police from the Serious Crime Squad of the City Police Department to complete this live broadcast with us."

Then, the barrage on the side seemed to be an agreement, and the words "Go to the police" kept scrolling.

The masked man let out a strange laugh, he reached out and pinched the man's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

And the man who was tied back to the chair was none other than Dai Yang, a member of the serious crime team who has not returned to the team until now.

His face was bloodstained, and the corners of his eyes were swollen purple. He opened them slowly under the shaking of the masked man.

"Officer Dai, come on, let's look at the camera and say hello to the audience." The masked man held Dai Yang's face and forced him to look at the camera.

Dai Yang refused, turned his head stubbornly, and cursed: "If you don't want to die, let me go."

"Officer Dai, I will give you four options, from A to D, choose one of them." The masked man sneered and showed Dai Yang the four cards.

"Fuck you, let me go!" Dai Yang began to struggle vigorously, the gunshot wound on his shoulder was still bleeding out.

"It seems that Police Officer Dai has a fear of choosing, so I will make my own proposal to choose for Officer Dai, why not... how about choosing all from A to D? I believe that what follows will be the most exciting experience in Officer Dai's life. , enjoy it."

As he spoke, the masked man took out one of the cards, on which a big "A" was drawn with a red pen.

"Let's see what option A is. I believe all the audience must be very curious." The masked man clamped the card with two fingers, and slowly turned the card over.

On the back of the card, it says "cord".

"Let him go! Let him go!" Some citizens in the square began to shout, and some people covered their mouths and sobbed softly.

And Hawthorne was so cold that he couldn't even move a finger.

There was chaos in the police station, a large number of police officers drove directly across the national highway and went straight to the scene of the crime, but they didn't know where the live broadcast was.

And Chu Rong, who was standing in the hall watching the live broadcast, didn't react too much, and even closed his eyes silently, as if in silence.

On the screen, the masked man took out a thin nylon thread from the box, which looked extremely tough. He forced Dai Yang's mouth open with a gag, put the thread on his teeth, and put the other end of the thread on the door. After closing the handle, with a strong force, the door closed, and the blood-stained teeth fell to the ground.

There were screams from the crowd, they couldn't hear the yells of "Please let him go", but no one on the screen could hear them except themselves.

Thirty-two teeth were piled up in a pile on the ground, and Dai Yang's mouth was already bloody, with thick and bright red blood dripping down the bottom, forming a pool.

He lowered his head feebly and panted heavily, but didn't yell out a word of pain.

"So, next, let's see what option B is." The masked man took another card and slowly showed it to the camera.

Electricsaw

The masked man laughed louder and louder. He enjoyed this bloody feast, and even more enjoyed torturing a policeman with his own hands in front of the people of the city.

Like peeling an apple, he used the small chainsaw to slice through Dai Yang's skin layer by layer, and blood gushed into the lens. The masked man wiped the blood on the lens with a tissue, and the lens instantly became a blur.

"It seems that our so-called brave and invincible Mr. Policeman is nothing more than that." The masked man joked, "It's just that we have only reached option B?"

There was a lot of applause in the barrage, and the small gifts kept being swiped.

The masked man looked at his watch and chuckled lightly: "Time is running out, and the live broadcast is about to end, so it's rare for me to be a good person, so let's go directly to option D."

With that said, the masked man picked up the bottom card and showed it to the camera again.

Axe

The masked man took out a sharp ax from the alley, pointed at the back of Dai Yang's neck, and then, facing the camera, said word by word:

"I am the anchor GruelGod. I hope tonight's live broadcast can bring you a pleasant dream. Please pay more attention to me, thank you."

Dai Yang struggled to raise his head. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a wry smile, and said vaguely to the camera with his bloody mouth:

"I am a people's policeman...I promise to be loyal to the motherland, to the people, to the law...to obey orders, to obey commands, to be honest and honest, to do my duty...not to be afraid of sacrifice, to serve the people wholeheartedly..."

After saying the last word, he was met with a very disdainful ridicule from the masked man behind him.

Then, with the knife in hand, a red lotus suddenly bloomed in the world, swaying alone in the cold evening wind——

The author has something to say: poke the column, ask for an advance receipt, "Secret Crime Files", this book will be opened as soon as it is finished.

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【Forensic attack】×【Criminal police officer】

◇Tomb robbers, corpse lovers, transvestites, nonsense, witchcraft, schizophrenia... All kinds of people make up the society we live in now.

◇Truth and lies face each other; darkness and dawn are intertwined, and the most difficult thing in the world is fairness and justice.

◇It has nothing to do with life or death, but only cares about the naked truth behind the case.