Cannon Fodder's Humanoid Plug-in

flower of evil in the shadows

calm down……

Xing Zhouyang closed his eyes, put aside the complicated thoughts in his mind, and then opened his eyes again to open Sina.

Sure enough, this entry was the same as the previous "A man in Huahong Street was killed by Mu Cang", and it was forced to the top of the list when it was far less popular than other trending searches.

Xing Zhouyang knew that there was no need to report this kind of thing by himself, and someone from the network security would watch over it—they were trying to cancel the previous one.

It's just that I didn't expect that now, the previous one at the top couldn't be canceled, and the other party blatantly replaced it with another one.

"Grass! You don't think much of us!"

As Xing Zhouyang expected, the staff of Internet Security did notice Yan Chen's actions when this entry was just replaced.

At this time, they were all beating the table and glaring, wishing they could put this on the top immediately.

But Xing Zhouyang, who was sitting in the car, was looking for the follow-up of the previous entry.

——I didn’t have time to watch it before.

That one hung on the top all night... Don't underestimate this short night. Since the Internet age, the number of netizens has exploded in a blowout style.

With the increasing intensity of work during the day, the number of "night owls" who stay up late at night has not decreased but increased.

These netizens will not lose their fighting power at night.

It is even possible... Due to the various side effects of staying up late for a long time, their tempers are more violent than those in the daytime, and their speeches on the Internet are also more extreme.

Just like what Xing Zhouyang sees now.

"It's so scary. Are these police officers just for nothing? Why hasn't anyone been caught after such a long time?"

"Ah, no, no one really sympathizes with these scumbags, right? Violent men deserve to die, okay?"

"I don't know why, but when I look at the uncoded photos, I feel really good..."

"Where did the criminal get the wooden warehouse?? I don't want to be walked on the road and suddenly the wooden warehouse collapses. Hurry up and bring him to justice! This kind of person looks like an anti-social personality, and he is directly killed by the wooden warehouse." most!"

Xing Zhouyang rubbed his dry and sore eyes that hadn't slept all night.

In addition to these popular ones, he finally saw new comments that were much more sensible than those in the front row:

"There is a wooden warehouse, I hope the police uncles are safe and sound."

"No, you didn't mention the main point. I searched for the follow-up of the previous incident, and I was surprised to find that there was no follow-up at all! There was no sentence! They beat a person to death in public. How could they escape? Guilty??"

"+1, I also want to know. My friend has a client who knows Ma Qiyun, and it is said that he was having a party with people last night."

"Why??"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo finally has someone found out!! When this incident first broke out, it was a hot search for a few days, and Sina began to crazily suppress the popularity. Now, except for a small number of people like us who are still paying attention, passers-by have really forgotten about it... ...I hope that those who see this article will continue to pay attention! 【Link】」

"Fuck, the heat is really suppressed. My friend and I thought that these people have already been sentenced to prison, but I didn't expect them to still be cool outside??"

"Uh... go to see the new top trending search, it seems that they are all dead."

"Uh..." Under Xing Zhouyang's gaze, two entries spontaneously created and promoted by netizens quietly climbed into the hot search:

#Who covered the sky of the rule of law? #

#幸福市场打人案今天无改签#

This is an opportunity.

Xing Zhouyang took a deep breath, turned off Sina, rummaged through the contacts for a while, and dialed a number.

Criminal Investigation Detachment Technical Department.

After the monitoring resumed, the work of the members of the technical department became busier and more cumbersome.

The woman who retched at the chat records between Lu Hongtao's father and his mistress when Yan Chen broke into their backstage, just came back with a thermos soaked in goji berries.

Feeling the vibration of the mobile phone in her pocket, she frowned slightly, but she still put down the thermos and walked to the outdoor corridor to answer the phone.

at the same time.

A pop-up window pops up on Yanchen's computer, and the monitoring applet starts to broadcast live for Yanchen.

"Didn't the captain let you go back to rest? What's new?"

"No, it's what we said before..."

"That, are you sure you want to let it out now?"

"Yes, I have collected almost all the information. At home, I will send it to you when I go back... In addition to your side, Xiao Zhou and Xiao Yu also have it..."

What information?

Yan Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and before he hung up the phone, he listened and turned on the computer belonging to Xing Zhouyang beside the desk.

The computer had a password, but that didn't bother him.

Soon, after a system startup animation, Yan Chen saw documents that filled the entire computer desktop.

There are two collections of folders in the upper right corner, named "Lu" and "Ma" respectively.

Yan Chen double-clicked to open it.

In these two folders, he saw the evidence of corruption and bribery of the fathers of Lu Hongjie and Ma Qiyun—the former was an official, and the latter was a businessman.

And that's not even the top priority.

In addition to the above information, Ma Qiyun's father was also involved in tax evasion and tax evasion, and he joined hands with an entertainment company that had a lot of cooperation in the past two years, and secretly established many sex/erotic trading venues.

Lu Hongjie's father "capitalized" and played the role of umbrella in it.

Not only that, but he also "eating black people".

Among Lu Hongjie's father's subordinates, many came from unclean backgrounds.

These people are not directly exposed to the outside world, but like black gangs, lurking in the dark, relying on someone to protect them, committing crimes, and often go to the "own" porn/sex trading market to extort money.

Yan Chen: "..."

No wonder Xing Zhouyang disappeared for so long after Yanyao's funeral, and he just went to collect these evidences?

Now, he's going to let these things out?

Yan Chen reconfirmed through the computer: the woman who called Xing Zhouyang was a member of the technical department of the police station.

But... As a businessman, Ma Qiyun's father also has a lot of cooperation with entertainment companies. He is well aware of the importance of public opinion, so he has a lot of Internet technology experts under his hands.

Yan Chen compared the people on both sides in his heart, and found that these people from the police technical department might not be able to beat each other.

……

Unknowingly, the computer broadcast call had long since ended, and Yan Chen was still staring at Xing Zhouyang's computer in a daze.

After recovering, he glanced at the location monitor displayed on his computer and knew it was time to leave.

But before turning off Xing Zhouyang's computer, he saw two resignation letters sharply.

Yan Chen hesitated for a moment, and clicked to check.

Two resignation letters, one was written before Yanyao's accident, and the reason for resignation was "wanting to return to the family".

This letter seems to have never been sent, and there is no signature or other information... Maybe it was stopped by Yanyao, and she didn't mind that her boyfriend was a criminal policeman.

Looking at the time of the other letter, it should have been written by Xing Zhouyang the night he returned home after going to the hospital with him.

This time, Xing Zhouyang marked his signature, and the reason described in the letter was "to find justice for his fiancée, and to take care of his sick brother at home."

The second letter of resignation was placed in a very prominent position - right below the two folders.

Yanchen right-clicked to delete.

Turning his head to look at the time, he was sure that even if he left now, he might be caught up.

——Xing Zhouyang can be released back to rest at this time, which is enough to show that after one night, the police have transferred reinforcements from other urban areas, which most likely include network security technical members.

Yan Chen returned to her computer, put her hands on the keyboard, and quickly completed the unfinished functions.

The dense green characters are constantly beating, combined with the crisp sound of the chocolate keyboard being struck, like a cheerful dance song.

The lights in the narrow corridor flickered on and off, and as soon as Xing Zhouyang arrived at the door, he felt something was wrong.

He lowered his head and let his feet go, and he saw a pair of shoe prints on the floor mat at the door—he had figure-footed feet, but these shoe prints stood up straight and were smaller than his shoes.

Footprints point into the door.

The people inside did not come out.

Almost instantly, Xing Zhouyang thought of a certain possibility, and he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

He took a deep breath, opened the door with the key, and subconsciously touched the empty trouser pocket—they were not allowed to carry guns during off-duty hours.

Xing Zhouyang raised his vigilance to 12.

But when he held the doorknob and pushed it open nervously, he saw the young man sitting on the single sofa and raising his head as if nothing had happened.

Xing Zhouyang could no longer contain the anger in his heart: "How did you get in?"

Yan Chen: "If people could fly into the sky and escape from the ground, I wouldn't come to your house."

Xing Zhouyang: "You took the key I gave Ayao? It was for her, not for you."

Yan Chen: "Then I'll give it back to you."

Xing Zhouyang choked up, and saw the young man looking back at him calmly: "Equivalent exchange, I will give my sister's diary—"

"You!" He found out that he had taken that diary secretly?Xing Zhouyang's face turned red immediately: "You keep the key...no, you..."

He clenched his fists and approached Yan Chen: "You come with me and surrender."

Yan Chen raised her eyes slightly: "I remember my sister said that she doesn't like innocent men."

As he said, he sat firmly on the sofa, and raised his arm slightly, aiming at Xing Zhouyang.

He held the gun that Xing Zhouyang saw for the third time in his hand: "Go back to your bedroom."

The young man was as calm as if the place the gun was pointing at was a piece of air, not someone who had had an intimate relationship with his sister.

Xing Zhouyang felt a little pain in his heart: "You have read that diary, then you should have seen it too. A Yao said that she wants us to live in harmony."

Yan Chen was unmoved: "With someone who wants to send me to prison?"

Xing Zhouyang: "That's because you broke the law first... You don't have to go to jail, you suffer from mental illness, you should know... I can bear all the costs of recuperation, but you have to stop now. "

"why?"

Xing Zhouyang was taken aback for a moment, he thought that Yan Chen would resolutely refuse, but the answer he got was the young man's rhetorical question:

"Why do you want me to stop? Don't you want to avenge my sister?"

"Of course I want to, but not in your way."

"But, there's only one left."

Xing Zhouyang was speechless, yes, there is only one difference... Only one difference, Yan Chen can successfully avenge Yan Yao.

And he, the opportunity he was waiting for was created by Yan Chen...

Xing Zhouyang breathed out: "That's different, Yan Chen. What you did was just kill two people... If you don't root them out and the forces behind them, then there will be another Ah Yao in the future." Killed."

"Just like the girl you saved that day."

—— Xing Zhouyang didn't know that Yan Chen and Tian Jingyi had met once before.

He fixed his eyes on Yan Chen, and his words were very orderly.

Yan Chen could see his quietly approaching footsteps, and saw his tightly clenched fists hanging by his side.

"That has nothing to do with me, it's your job." Yan Chen put his index finger on the trigger.

Seeing his action, Xing Zhouyang had to stop.

But he firmly believed that Yan Chen would not shoot him. After all, Chen Tao was not dead—if he hadn't seen Yan Chen, Xing Zhouyang would have believed that top trending search.

A layer of cold sweat broke out in the palm of his hand, but Xing Zhouyang suddenly calmed down:

Yes, as long as Yan Chen still wants to leave, he won't do anything to him.And even if there was an accident... He had just called a colleague in the team, and if the other party couldn't contact him, he would soon find out that something was wrong.

Therefore, Xing Zhouyang moved half a step closer to Yan Chen again: "You should be able to see my whereabouts by hiding in my house, why didn't you leave early?"

He got a completely unexpected answer again: "I'm sleepy."

Xing Zhouyang was startled: "What?"

After such a moment of dazed effort, he saw Yan Chen's finger pull the trigger.

Pupils shrank suddenly, Xing Zhouyang quickly rolled on the spot, his whole body was like an angry leopard, he didn't expect that Yan Chen would really shoot him!

He didn't hurt Lin Si, he didn't hurt anyone in that villa except Ma Qiyun, but he chose to shoot without hesitation when facing him!

Sadness, anger, disbelief, sadness, panic and other complex emotions were intertwined. Xing Zhouyang stood up neatly, without seeing the bullet behind him that obviously fell sideways to the side where he was originally standing.

He leaned forward, raised his hand to clamp Yan Chen's arm, and snatched the gun from the latter's hand with great speed.

But at the same time, Xing Zhouyang's pupils dilated——

Yan Chen's left hand, which was originally hanging by his side, was lifted up at some point, holding a sharp long-handled fruit knife.

The tip of the knife pierced Xing Zhouyang's chest and abdomen, he had to let go of Yan Chen's right hand, subconsciously to block——

Maybe he overestimated Yan Chen's strength, or maybe he subconsciously exerted too much force, the fruit knife bent and landed on Yan Chen's arm at a strange angle.

The sharp blade cut through the skin on the inside of his wrist, leaving a narrow and deep wound. In an instant, blood stained Xing Zhouyang's eyes full of guilt.

The author says:

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