Case File Compendium

On Monday, before Chen Manlin's departure, he asked Xie Qingcheng to meet for the last time.

They are also members of the Dreambreaker organization, so Xie Qingcheng naturally knows his next mission.

"Brother, the wound on your forehead..."

"It's okay, it's better." Xie Qingcheng and Chen Man walked side by side in the martyr's cemetery, and the breeze brushed their black clothes.

After Wei Rong's crimes were made public, the tombs of Xie Ping and Zhou Muying were finally moved by the Shanghai police to the garden, which was near Chen Lisheng's tombstone.

Xie Qingcheng and Chen Man respectively presented white bouquets to their dead who died many years ago, and the fragrance of white chrysanthemums lingered on their fingertips.

Xie Qingcheng looked at Chen Lisheng's tomb, with the sound of pines and cypresses in his ears, and the faint crow mocked: "We must act tomorrow."

"Ah."

"Fifty-eight years."

"yes……"

"Actually, I still remember that before my father's accident, he once told me that one of his apprentices would come to visit my house in a few days... It should be your brother. The relationship between the two of them has always been very good, unlike my father. Others brought before."

The gold letters on the tombstone have faded a bit due to the long time interval.

"My dad didn't have many apprentices before, and almost all of them taught with colleagues. Only your brother and one of your brother's classmates were completely under him for internship before graduation."

"Well, I know. It's Brother Li Yun. His tomb is also here, right here..."

Xie Qingcheng didn't intend to go to worship, he just mentioned casually that after Li Yun became a full-time teacher, he also met other masters, and he was not very familiar with their family.

The two stayed silently with the dead in the cemetery for a while, the forest leaves rustling.

Xie Qingcheng suddenly said slowly to Chen: "That's right."

"Ok?"

"Three years ago, the reason why you transferred to Guangzhou City was partly because you heard their suspicions about He's Pharmaceutical, right?"

Chen Man was startled and his eyes widened.

He didn't expect that Xie Qingcheng would suddenly change the subject and ask him such a question.

Xie Qingcheng didn't ask him this question three years ago, but now...

The sky was cloudy, and Xie Qingcheng put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker. He deliberately didn't look at Chen Man, but still looked at the tombstones of the dead policemen.

Chen Man's voice was a little trembling. Although Xie Qingcheng talked about this matter with him after talking about other things, he still felt it all at once—in fact, this is the real truth of Xie Qingcheng's meeting with him today. want to chat.

He tremblingly said: "Brother...you...you already know?"

"……Um."

Chen Man's face turned paler: "Then you...then why are you..."

"Why didn't I ask you, did I?" Xie Qingcheng looked at Chen Lisheng's tombstone and said softly to Chen Man.

"..."

"Why didn't I ask you after He Yu's shipwreck that year. There were so many opportunities in the past three years, why didn't I ask you?"

"..."

A cry of crows pierced the sky, and in the desolate cemetery, Xie Qingcheng finally turned sideways slowly, looking at Chen Man.

"Because I chose to believe in you, a policeman." Xie Qingcheng said, "I know you hated He Yu at that time, and you were eager to find evidence of his crimes. This is your selfishness. However, I also believe that you never thought of wronging him, nor did you think of intentionally killing him or insisting on taking his life during the arrest process."

"Thank you brother..."

"People are selfish, the key is whether they can keep the last bottom line. I watched you grow up, and I know you always have that line in your heart, so even though you were the last one to see He Yu I don't believe that you will use your public office to hurt him intentionally out of selfishness."

At this moment, Chen Man suddenly realized why Xie Qingcheng left China three years ago, and when he finally met him, he would ask, "How was He Yu at that time."

But after his own silence, Xie Qingcheng didn't ask any more questions.

Chen Man’s tears welled up—yes, he went to Guangzhou at that time, partly because he really wanted to grow up, but also partly because, as Xie Qingcheng said, he did learn that He’s Pharmaceutical was in Guangzhou. There may be problems with the transaction, and he thought that if He Yu really committed a crime, he could catch it with his own hands.

Later, when He Yu died and the suicide note was exposed, everyone knew that He Yu was wronged. At that time, his mood was also very complicated. The invisible hand slapped heavily.

So the fact that he learned about the criminal information of the He Group back then became a sharp claw that has been tormenting his heart.

He wanted to tell Xie Qingcheng several times, but he didn't dare to speak, for fear that if he said Xie Qingcheng, he would misunderstand... But he didn't expect that Xie Qingcheng had seen everything clearly from the very beginning.

Chen Man said tremblingly, "You...don't you doubt me?"

Xie Qingcheng: "I know your nature is not like this."

Chen Man's tears finally fell, he choked up and said, "Brother Xie..."

Xie Qingcheng: "I told you this today, and the last knot in your heart will be gone. Chen Man, I hope you don't have to suffer yourself because of what happened three years ago, and you will never get peace. Although you have Selfishness, but I didn't do anything to avenge my personal revenge. I didn't live so well these years, not because I resented anyone. I just thought that I should be able to handle it more properly at that time, so that He Yu would not have an accident. .but I didn't make it."

Chen Slow wiped his tears vigorously, shook his head and said, "No, brother, it's not."

"Tomorrow you are going to sea, to Mandela Island. That place is very dangerous." Xie Qingcheng looked into Chen Man's eyes, "So I hope you will go without any burden on your shoulders, and then remember, you must Protect yourself. When you come back, live well for your elder brother."

His voice was steady and low, as calm as ever before.

Chen Slow couldn't bear it anymore, the block that had been blocked in his chest for three years finally disintegrated slowly as he burst into tears.

He knew that it was Xie Qingcheng who was worried that something would happen to him, so he took the initiative to pierce the thorn before leaving, and relieved the burden in his heart.Wiping his tears, he said, "Brother...thank you..."

Xie Qingcheng patted him on the shoulder, leaned over, and finally lit a cigarette in front of Chen Lisheng's tomb.

23 years.

Dawn, is it really coming?

The cemetery is cold and quiet, and it seems that there are countless eyes watching the living people who are about to travel far away to seek justice.

At this moment, Chen Man still didn't know that the reason why Xie Qingcheng took the initiative to untie his knot was not just because he was worried that he would have an accident, but because Xie Qingcheng already had feelings for this war. got an idea.

That idea was unknown to anyone except the dean of aesthetic education.

On the second day, at dawn, the real confrontation finally began.

The first-line armed forces, including Chen Man, took advantage of the fact that He Yu and other key members were still in the country, and finally waited for the official landing battle on Mandela Island that had been planned for three years.

Haohao Tangtang's army assembled, boarded the ship, and set off——

The fleet broke through the ocean, sailed to the vast high seas, and headed towards the direction of the island they knew.

There are 3000 people in the first batch of this operation, and the core is composed of armed special police, criminal police, and scientific researchers who have fought with Duan Wen for many years. They are led by experienced fighters and equipped with sophisticated weapons.The main task of this group of soldiers is to break into the core of Mandela as much as possible, and at the same time collect real-time combat information, pass it to the rear headquarters personnel, constantly complete the information, and serve as the vanguard for the second and third batches of reinforcements.

Zheng Jingfeng was getting old, and the commander-in-chief didn't let him go to the front line, so he became one of the heads of the rear headquarters.Although he is just an old criminal policeman with no official position, but because he has been in charge of related cases for 20 years, he was entrusted with an important task this time and became an important leader of the Dream Breaker organization.

These days, he is completely away from home, working overtime at the headquarters almost continuously.

The news kept coming from the front line. Zheng Jingfeng stared at the headquarters and kept updating the data. The bloodshot eyes in everyone's eyes were almost stretched into spider webs, and the data was still rolling in like a snowball.

"Update the attack mode of the battle robot, and add that when the robot is attacked and cannot move, there is a chance of self-explosion."

"The data has been analyzed, and the absolute safe distance when the robot explodes is 1000 meters. Their head devices have the lowest chance of detonating. It is recommended to aim at the head when fighting."

"At present, the attack data of combat robots has been mastered to 90.00% five."

"..."

Zheng Jingfeng is a stubborn old man who doesn't like to drink milk tea, but he stared at these values, as well as the real-time video of the battle sent back from the front. , took a deep breath, trying to make himself feel better.

"Captain Zheng, my milk tea..."

"Give it to me, you continue to update the data, don't stop."

"..."

The results of this battle are very remarkable. In just three days, nearly half of Mandela's detailed map has been established in the background, thanks to the combat data collection device "Feng Bo" designed by the technical chief of the headquarters.Fengbo is a ring worn on the soldier's wrist, which can accurately record the battle data, and automatically record important battle scenes and island terrain.Each of the [-] soldiers they sent was equipped with a "Feng Bo".

"How's the map?"

"It's 40.00% accurate."

Zheng Jingfeng slapped the technician on the shoulder suddenly: "Great! When it reaches 50.00%, I will order a cup of milk tea for each of you."

Technician: "... Team Zheng, you are so fucking picky."

But the excitement in everyone's heart is real. The map created by Feng Bo is different from the blurred satellite map before. Its data will be imported into the weapons and equipment of the second batch of landers, and the artificial AI will fight against the recorded attack targets. The reminder will tell the combatants how to deal with it, and can guide the combatants to break through obstacles.

In other words, the Fengbo system will become a "game guide" for the fighters.

The mission given by the Dream Breakers to the first batch of pioneers was to attack 30.00% within a week, and because they had done a lot of preparation work before, the morale of the soldiers was high, and it had already reached 40.00% on the third day two, which greatly exceeded Dreambreaker's expectations.What's even more inspiring is that the number of soldiers sacrificed by the Dream Breakers was far beyond expectations. These experienced veterans have demonstrated their strong ability to survive on the battlefield and escaped the attacks of steel machines time and time again with their flesh and blood.

However, on the fifth day, the situation suddenly changed.

In the middle of the night that day, the monitor at the headquarters suddenly let out an exclamation, which startled everyone around.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Jingfeng rushed over to ask immediately, staring at the screen.

Although the old policeman couldn't understand the strings of English codes above, he had been watching them in front of the monitor for so many days, and the sudden large red area on the screen made him break out in cold sweat before he could answer.

What followed was the technician's trembling explanation, which pierced into his heart like an ice pick.

"Team Zheng! The monitoring points of the Fengbo system... suddenly disappeared one by one..."

"!!"

The Fengbo system monitoring point, to put it bluntly, is the ring on each soldier's wrist, and it will not stop recording unless it is damaged.

But the bracelets were worn by the soldiers, and they suddenly disappeared on the map, which means——

"Frontline..." the technician said tremblingly, "Frontline soldiers...suddenly...suddenly a large area was killed..."

Technician B said with a pale face: "There is no monitoring data sent back."

Technology Bing Mohan: "At 50.00% of Mandela Island, all data transmissions were interrupted... I don't know what happened..."

It's almost like a horror story.

The original army of more than 2000 people suddenly disappeared on the map at an extremely fast speed. It seemed that it was not more than 2000 people, but more than 2000 ants. When one foot of the giant fell, so many lives could be lost in an instant. Ashes to ashes.And the recorder didn't have time to capture any battle scenes!

Everyone gathered and fell silent after seeing the scene on the screen.

"How could this be..." After a long time, someone broke the dead silence in the command room.

"Can the frontline personnel be contacted?"

"No, all transmissions are also interrupted..."

The commander opened the satellite map, and the location of the army accident was located near the blood river in the middle of Mandela Island. This blood river is a man-made chemical river and a natural barrier leading to Mandela Fort.

The blood river has been transpiring a large amount of poisonous chemical gas all year round. Animals on the island never dare to approach it, and there is no grass growing around it.

They have known this characteristic of Blood River for a long time, and equipped the soldiers with special anti-virus equipment before departure. It is reasonable to say that this situation is absolutely impossible.

And if there was an accident when crossing the blood river, then the front line lost contact should also be in batches. It is impossible for more than 2000 people in the entire army to be disconnected in just a few seconds.

Commander: "By adjusting the data, how long has it been since the last time we received news from the front line until we were completely disconnected?"

The technician's fingers crackled and fluttered on the keyboard: "Report sir, 2.47 seconds."

The command room could hardly hear the needle drop.

2.47 seconds.

What can accurately strike a team of 2.47 people with sophisticated weapons in 2000 seconds, without missing a single person?Duan Wen himself is also on Mandela Island, and it is impossible for him to drop any nuclear weapons on his lair, and according to satellite monitoring, Mandela Island itself has not experienced any major damage...

Is there any secret weapon on that island that they haven't detected in three years?

The commander's pupils staring at the screen tightened violently.

In the end what happened……!

sixth day.

No news.

On the seventh day, there was still no news of any living people ahead.

All relevant high-level officials gathered in the Dream Breaker headquarters, and anxiety continued to spread among them along with the smoke from the cigarettes.Political Commissar Wang arrived at the Huzhou Headquarters on the morning of the sixth day. He was already very old. After a day and a night, his eyes were sunken and his face was haggard. However, he still refused to rest and stared at the screen, as if hoping A few surviving green dots can suddenly appear in that piece of red that represents "destruction".

But no.

Two days passed, and no miracle happened.

But the fear in society is increasing day by day. Dreambreaker's mission to attack the island is a secret mission, and of course the common people will not know about it, but accidents caused by drugs such as "obedient water" and "obedient person" cannot be concealed. .

If Duanwen's drug trials were limited to leukemia patients, the number is limited after all, then the situation will be completely different after medical aesthetics drugs are involved.

Cases of misuse of illegal drugs appeared one after another in the society, because they were not injected with pure concentration of rn-13. The most typical manifestation is sudden madness, loss of reason, and aggressive behavior towards people around you.Scientists now refer to these people as "subpsychic Ebola patients."

A few days ago, a victim of black medical beauty, because he was not discovered by the police in time, suddenly fell ill in a subway station, and beat an elderly passenger beside him, causing serious injuries, and is still hospitalized.

More and more people are caught in the fear of this disease. Even those sub-mental Ebola patients who have been cured and discharged from the hospital are treated differently by others with colored glasses.

"A madman should stay in a madhouse."

"Why release them? Are you sure they are really cured? Who knows when they will relapse. It is irresponsible to society to release them!"

"It's disgusting. In order to cure my own leukemia, I used illegal drugs because I didn't have money. There are also women who have plastic surgery for beauty. They have no sense of responsibility for the country. Infecting diseases has become a cancer of the country! For the country And the safety of the people, we should shoot them irresponsible garbage!"

"Indeed, let them die. It's all self-inflicted."

The battle of the islands has plunged into unknown circumstances, and the society is in chaos, and the situation is getting worse and worse.

On the eighth day.

Disputes began within the Dreambreakers.

According to the original plan, the second batch of soldiers was supposed to go to Mandela Island to join the first batch of troops from the rear the day before, but due to the current emergency, this process was postponed.

Among the high-level people, some people think that the second batch of soldiers must start immediately, and there should be no further delay, otherwise the mission will be over.But another group of people think that they don't even know what the weapon that destroyed the second army in 2.47 seconds is. If they rashly let the second-tier team go to the rescue, it is likely to cause more serious consequences and make more soldiers innocent sacrifice.

Surprisingly, even though Chen Man was in the first echelon and his life and death were uncertain, Political Commissar Wang chose to side with the latter after a long time of deliberation.

He said: "The elite cannot be sent to die in vain. We must find out more about the situation before we can send our soldiers to the front line."

Another high-level person asked the commander-in-chief: "—Didn't you always say that you have a trump card? Your trump card has no way to deal with this problem, does it?"

The commander-in-chief had a livid face, and licked his lips with the tip of his tongue. It seemed that he really wanted to say something, but he held back.

Zheng Jingfeng suddenly said: "What if the second echelon becomes the third echelon?"

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is..." Zheng Jingfeng has been thinking about this method for a whole day. He made up his mind and said, "In order to avoid more sacrifices, we will not send the second echelon for the time being, but select a few experienced Volunteer soldiers, their purpose is nothing else, went to the island, went straight to the vicinity of the blood river, trying to find out what happened there, it's better than knowing nothing."

Commander: "Actually, I have thought about the method you mentioned, but—"

"but?"

"There are still a lot of robot soldiers and mechanical fighting dogs left in the part of the island that has been cleaned, and the chance of successfully arriving is very low." The commander sighed, "You need good skills and insight, otherwise once you confront a large number of mechanical soldiers, Survival is absolutely impossible."

"I can go." Zheng Jingfeng said.

Everyone was silent, and those surprised or sharp eyes all looked at the old detective.

"You know my resume, my anti-reconnaissance ability, insight, and the achievements I have made in my decades of criminal police career." The old policeman said, "I am willing to take people to the island."

There was a long silence.

In the end, Political Commissar Wang coughed, with an uncontrollable sigh in his voice.

"Old Zheng, you were indeed the criminal policeman with the highest comprehensive ability in Shanghai, and a front-line cadre, but you are already old..."

Zheng Jingfeng: "I am older, but I have more experience. I once sneaked into the base of Burmese drug dealers with my teammates. We lurked inside for four full days, eating only a few compressed biscuits on our bodies, and remained motionless... …I can still remain undiscovered now, no matter how harsh the lurking conditions are, I can endure it.”

"This time we are going to face robots." The operator said tiredly, "Old Zheng, that is not something normal people can do, and there is a high probability of death."

Zheng Jingfeng: "Then why can't I give up my life? Why do younger people have to bear such a risk?"

"..."

"I'm a front-line criminal police officer. I've been a front-line criminal police officer all my life. I haven't retired yet." Zheng Jingfeng said, "I know that the chances of success are low, but I am the most suitable candidate and the most trivial sacrifice."

Commander: "Oh! Old Zheng, don't be impulsive, you..."

Zheng Jingfeng suddenly said: "Do you know why I want to talk about the arrest of Burmese drug lords back then?"

"..."

"Because that was my first mission after graduating from the police academy. The two comrades-in-arms who stayed motionless with me for four days in the crevices of the darkened warehouse were Xie Ping and Zhou Muying."

"...Almost 40 years have passed, and I am the only one left alive." Zheng Jingfeng's usually cold and resolute eyes had a faint wet light, "I think now is the time for me to fight side by side with them again .”

"The culprit they didn't catch, I should take over the task and go find it."

The people in the conference room looked at each other, and their faces gradually became full of emotion.

They are all people who have experienced many battles. They have had many regrets in their lives, and some comrades-in-arms who will never come back remain in their hearts.

It's not that they don't understand this feeling.

The atmosphere in the room was suppressed to the extreme for a while, and everyone was silent...

However, at this moment, the automatic doors of the meeting room suddenly rang and opened on both sides.

A tall, straight man entered, out of the shadows into the incandescent light.

He said, "Uncle Zheng, you are not the most suitable person to go."

Everyone turned around in astonishment.

Zheng Jingfeng met the peach blossom eyes of the visitor.

Those eyes looked at him gently but firmly.

"The most suitable person for this task is me."

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The author has something to say:

In fact, Brother Xie’s abilities are quite powerful. Don’t look at it because of his super adaptability and strong brain ability. Strong adaptability determines why he is the first emperor. Next, you will gradually understand the seemingly low-key of the first emperor system.” How buggy is "Adaptable"... He is indeed the most awesome reformer...

He Yu: As promised, I am the best! (tears)

Brother Xie: I will protect you, so that you are the best.

He Yu: woo woo woo woo

Xie Xue: Actually your most powerful ability is crying... He Yu...