SHEEP

Yi Heye stared blankly at the line for a long while, and finally realized when the milk in the cup was cold.

He cursed and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets at home, trying to find the so-called "meeting gift".

nothing.Yi Heye didn't find anything suspicious, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

The household appliances in front of him have returned to tranquility. Thinking of how they stared at him with red eyes a few minutes ago, Yi Heye suddenly felt that the whole house was dirty.

He turned on the disinfection software and thoroughly checked everything connected to the Internet at home - there was no trace left, as if everything just now was his illusion.

This feeling of being completely controlled by the other party made Yi Heye so annoyed that he was about to explode, but he also felt a little excited for no reason - it seemed that he hadn't had this kind of excitement for a long time, the blood all over his body being mobilized by the prey.

He went back to the fan forum for a while, and even posted a fishing post, trying to lure that guy out again, but this time, apart from being scolded by real fans, there was no movement.

Oh shit.Yi Heye glanced at the line of words on the wall of the cup again, as if he had a premonition, his right eyelid twitched.

What the hell is this guy trying to do? !

When the glass of milk was finally drunk, Yi Heye looked at the time, and it was already past his regular bedtime.

He forced himself into the bed, under the soothing effect of the milk, his eyelids began to become heavy, and just a second before falling asleep, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Hold.After a long arc of reflexes, he finally reacted belatedly——

Fuck, that guy is SHEEP.

Did the prey that I had been thinking about for so long actually come to the door?

That night, Yi Heye hardly fell asleep. Whenever he first felt sleepy, a suspicious sheep face would flash across his mind, and then he would wake up instantly, repeatedly, quite tormenting.

In the end, he couldn't tell whether it was the electronic sheep on the big screen or the big fat sheep in the man's hand that disturbed his mind.

This night, in Yi Heye's intermittent sleep, a man's voice always rang in his ears, saying to him with a smile:

"Honey, I specially prepared a meeting gift for you, I hope you like it."

The dirtiest corner of District D13 in the early morning of the next day.

The entire dirty street was cordoned off from the outside, layers of police cars blocked the narrow alley, and in the center of the cordoned area, a male corpse lay in a pool of blood.

The deceased was tall and burly, wearing a black leather jacket with rivets, his head was pierced from the back to the front by a lethal weapon, and his expression was ferocious and painful.

The body was surrounded by police officers from the Security Section.The tall man who led the team was named Pei Xiangjin. He had a serious expression and an imposing manner. He was the youngest senior police officer in the security department.

"Captain Pei." The police officer at the scene handed over a transparent evidence bag, "This is the shell casing found at the scene, and the scanned image has been sent to the Evidence Inspection Division. They said the bullet model is very special, and it should be released soon. can be traced back.”

Pei Xiangjin frowned and glanced at the bag. After a while, he seemed to think of something, and shouted angrily, "Where's Yu Yili?! The corpse has been refrigerated twice!"

"Hey! Here we come!"

Just as he was talking, a young man in a white coat and a mask rushed in from under the cordon with scolding voices:

"I'm sorry, Old Pei. Before I left, I found that the frame of the picture at home was crooked. After a long time, I still felt something was wrong. I felt so uncomfortable."

This person is Yu Yili, the chief forensic doctor of the safety department. He has obsessive-compulsive disorder that is so serious that it affects his work, but because of his excellent work skills and ability to keep his job.

After arriving at the scene, he didn't rush to observe the corpse, but lowered his head and rubbed the rubber gloves on his hand with a painful expression.

Seeing this, Pei Xiangjin's face darkened instantly. He grabbed the man by the collar and forced him to look directly into his eyes: "Don't look, it's very symmetrical, even the folds are exactly the same fucking."

Yu Yili's expression melted: "Really? Then can you lift me with both hands? This way I will feel more comfortable..."

Seeing Pei Xiangjin's gradually hardening fist, Yu Yili quickly reached out to help him straighten the collar of his police uniform, then took a deep breath, lowered his head and went to inspect the corpse.

Once in contact with the dead, Yu Yili's strange ailments seemed to disappear.

He observed the skin of the corpse, checked the response of the biceps to the stimulus, and quickly came to a conclusion:

"The upper limbs of the corpse showed rigor, the plaques on the corpse faded with finger pressure, and the cornea was still clear. The preliminary judgment was that the time of death was between six and eight hours, that is, the time period from ten o'clock to twelve o'clock last night."

He held a camera and fixed a few groups of photos, then carefully inspected the corpse's wounds, mouth, eyelids, etc. After taking notes carefully, he fell into a brief silence.

He didn't rush to make a conclusion, he got up and said: "The cause of death is still uncertain, pack it up and take it back for autopsy."

After speaking, he raised his head and began to arrange his clothes with extreme anxiety.

At this time, the police officers on the scene came again: "Captain Pei, there is news from the Evidence Inspection Section that the gun model corresponding to the shell casing should have been determined."

"You may need to visit the AI ​​Authority yourself..."

He swiped his finger in front of him, and a pale and delicate face was projected——

"The suspect this time seems to be their top card."

Fifteen minutes later, in a civilian residential area not far away, the home of a well-known head of the AI ​​Administration.

When Yi Heye got up, he still had a look of irritability that he hadn't slept well, and the blunt knock on the door made him even more annoyed.

But getting up did not dampen his vigilance. Before he opened the door, he heard something bad, so he grabbed a gun reflexively and hid it in the cuff of his pajamas to defend himself.

He thought he was mentally prepared, but when he looked through the cat's eyes and saw the picture on the other side of the door, his brows still couldn't help but frown—why did so many notices come?

Yi Heye observed the policeman in front for a while, knocked on the door with his left hand, and hid his right hand behind his back, obviously ready to shoot him in the head at any time.

So he opened the door with a "squeak", and pinned his wrist one second before the other party raised his hand.

Although Yi Heye looked tender, his strength was astonishing. At a speed that was elusive to the naked eye, he completely controlled the movements of the policemen at the door.

With a cry of pain, the gun in the policeman's hand fell to the ground. Yi Heye quickly raised his foot to hook the gun into the house, and at the same time grabbed the man with his arms.

One second before the police raised their guns, he had already pointed the gun at the head of the hostage.

Yi Heye held back the trembling little policeman, looked at a row of dark gun muzzles in the corridor, and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

A young sheriff walked out of the crowd and raised his hand to greet his subordinates: "Everyone, put down your guns first."

After the unison, he looked at Yi Heye and his hostage again: "You put down the gun too, we have something to talk about."

Yi Heye was unmoved: "What's the matter?"

Seeing that he had no intention of firing, the sheriff walked up to him and took hold of the barrel of his gun.

While the little policeman was trembling violently like a sieve, the police chief held Yi Heye's gun and carefully put it back into his pajamas pocket, as if coaxing a disobedient child.

Seeing that Yi Heye did not resist strongly, the young police chief stretched out his right hand again: "Hello, Pei Xiangjin, Security Section."

Yi Heye didn't shake hands with him, nor introduced himself, but just looked at him warily.

"Last night, a murder case occurred in our jurisdiction." Pei Xiangjin said, "According to the investigation, you are the prime suspect in this case, and now we need you to cooperate with our investigation."

After chewing this sentence in his mind three times, Yi Heye finally understood what the "gift" SHEEP had prepared for him.

Last night, a murder case occurred in the D13 area.The location is the dirty street where Yi Heye haunted last night. The deceased was a drug addicted man that Yi Heye came into contact with last night in "Doomsday Theory". "Unanimously.

In the whole crime scene, "Yi Heye is the murderer" was almost written on the face of the corpse.

Damn it, Yi Heye was about to be laughed out of anger, this guy is more playful than he imagined.

"Last night, I was carrying out the arrest mission." Yi Heye said, "Those alleys are monitored."

Pei Xiangjin shook his head: "The surveillance around the scene can only show that you have been in and out of the place at the time of the incident, and the surveillance that captured the scene has been destroyed in advance."

Yi Heye: "I was reported by the masses last night, you can go to the backstage to check, it is considered an eyewitness."

Pei Xiangjin: "We have checked the whistleblower's information, it is an empty number and has no reference value."

The meaning between the lines is that it is entirely possible that he reported himself and made an alibi.

This is simply framing to the extreme.

"Anyway, I have to trouble Mr. Yi to go to Corey with us."

Pei Xiangjin smiled, and stretched out his arms, seeming to embrace Yi Heye's shoulders carelessly, but in fact he was forcefully suppressing Yi Heye's movements, guarding against all his counterattacks.

Yi Heye doesn't like direct physical contact with people. Just as he was about to throw a big gift bag over his shoulder, he heard a familiar voice outside the door:

"Is the law enforcement method of your security department too rude?"

Yi Heye raised his head suddenly, and saw the trainee policeman standing on guard. A slender, gentle man was leading a bunch of fat sheep. He stood at the door and looked at them with a smile: "Our dear sir looks very bad." Comfortable."

For some reason, Yi Heye saw a trace of murderous intent behind this man's glasses, but this time his murderous eyes were not directed at him, but at Pei Xiangjin beside him, more precisely, at Pei Xiangjin who was in the hand on his shoulder.

Almost subconsciously, Pei Xiangjin let go of Yi Heye who was under his arms, and the little policemen on the side also took a step back subconsciously.

Seeing the two loosen up, the expression on the man's face became warm again: "Mr. 404 was with me the whole time last night."

Pei Xiangjin stared at him for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to the man very vigilantly, "Hello, Pei Xiangjin, Security Section. May I ask who you are?"

"My name is Jian Yunxian." The man smiled, and his straightforward eyes fell on Yi Heye's face, "I made a special trip to see this disobedient little leopard."

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No prize contest: In this chapter, how many different nicknames did Jian Yunxian have for Yebao?