[Comprehensive] The sea of ​​stars

"There were 46 FBI agents, 38 firefighters, 30 people from the bomb disposal team, and 78 hospital and injured ordinary people. The identification system I made is super! Super! Powerful, right. So , with such a powerful system recognition, there must be at least one person here."

Avery and the others, who had just received the list of suspects and were ready to act, stopped their movements with ugly faces.The criminals were threatening them with the lives of everyone on the scene, but even if they obeyed obediently, the final outcome would be death.

A breakthrough must be found!

The faint light illuminated the small place, and Anya took a breath, with the blood rolling in her throat, and the strong smell of rust made her feel extremely sick.Some couldn't hold on, so they covered their mouths and coughed lightly.

Little Mimei's panic-stricken eyes immediately focused on her, tears rolled down her face, and there were two white marks on her dirty face, her tightly curled body trembled even more.

Anya sighed in her heart, and hid her blood-stained palms indiscriminately. She raised her head and showed a beautiful smile to the little fan girl. Under the soft light, she looked more gentle and firm.

Roland's restless heart slowly settled down as if she had found a shelter to rely on. She moved her fingers, stretched her body, and tentatively wanted to crawl back to Anya's side.

Anya shook the mobile phone that was still flashing red in her hand, smiled and shook her head at her.Suddenly, she saw a looming small opening behind the little girl's body when she moved, which was blocked by a stone. Looking at the direction of extension, it looked like a crack when the stone was removed.

Anya glanced at her phone and swallowed a mouthful of blood foam deeply.She understands the current situation better than Rhett and the others. There is no way. Who told her not to make any changes in the first text message sent by the murderer? explode.It shows that this type of bomb is scattered all over the field, and the murderer is monitoring her and all the people outside through the mobile phone camera.

The way and tone of voice in the text message, so arrogant and conceited, the murderer should be a person, not a gang.

But, can one person... really take care of so many surveillance videos at the same time?

boom--

It seemed that something had exploded in the ruins in the distance, causing the rock on Anya's head to shake quite a bit, and the precarious appearance made her tremble with fear.

Roland screamed in fright, and hugged the sharp-edged stone next to him tightly, unaware that his hands were scratched and bloodstained.

At the moment when the brief shaking came, Anya's eyes froze suddenly.Unable to maintain her balance, her body shook heavily twice, and the mobile phone held in her hand also shook naturally, and the position of the small black camera hole changed the angle without any trace.

From a very ingenious angle, you can still see all of Anya's movements and the shadow of Roland crouching behind the stone.

'Body, back. '

After An Ya finished reading the threatening text message sent by the criminal who didn't notice her small movements, she moved her mouth slightly and made a two-word mouth shape to Roland.

Roland's mind was so frightened that she just watched Anya foolishly and patiently repeated it a dozen times before she reacted in a daze.He glanced at the phone uneasily, and turned around nervously to look at Anya's gesture.

Hidden behind the stone was indeed a narrow crack. Looking inside, it was pitch black, with no light or end in sight.

Roland vigorously moved the stone aside, and Anya gently covered the sound port of the phone with her hand, so that when the sound reached the murderer, it was a bit like an explosion causing the stone above to roll and make a distant and muffled sound.

The fully exposed slit was a bit small, but it was big enough to allow two slender girls to pass through.

Anya knew it was a bit risky, but they couldn't keep following the murderer's rhythm. Garcia outside would definitely be able to cover the murderer's video with an illusion, so the biggest shackles for them to let go were her and Roland!

She really has nothing to do, but Roland...

'go out! '

Roland looked at the deep and terrifying crack, then looked back at Anya, shaking his head desperately, his vision blurred by tears.She didn't want to go, really didn't want to go.Although there are terrible bombs here, there are also people who make her feel at ease. If she leaves alone, she will definitely not be able to persist.

Anya's eyes softened helplessly, and her somewhat pale mouth opened and closed gently.

'Roland, believe in yourself, your parents are still waiting for you outside.Don't worry, I will always watch you from behind. '

Even, even so...

'Get out, there's not enough air.Moreover, you have to tell the fbi about the killer's weakness! '

Anya threw out a small ball of paper lightly.

Roland blankly picked up the small ball of paper that had rolled to his feet, and just about to open it, he saw Anya shaking her head and pointing her gaze at her pocket.

'Take it, go out and open it! '

Anya's eyes were gentle and resolute. She was leaning against the wall, holding her mobile phone upright in front of her face, reading those horrible and disgusting words, but her expression was as moving as ever.

Sitting in the dark place of the light, she was a little shadowy, with a weak and erratic breath, yet contradictoryly strong and gentle.

Roland stared wide-eyed, looked at the author she had always admired, and showed a lively smile with some kindness, and then puffed up his cheeks, holding his breath brightly.

——If you don't leave, then I can only hold my breath and come to buy time for you!

Why is this so childish!

Roland's nose became sour, and she also felt the subtle oppression in the air, which was the urgency of decreasing oxygen.So, she wiped her eyes heavily, rubbing the corners of them sorely, then glanced at Anya, turned around and got into the deep crack.

The direction of the crack is the exit of the bookstore, where there is a mahogany bookshelf.The aftermath of the explosion rushed in from the door, and the huge mahogany bookshelf covered the first layer of gravel, forming a space for escape.

Anya leaned against the wall and smiled slightly.How could she let that cute little fan girl go to die, because she had clearly guessed where the crack led to, so she let the little fan girl leave so firmly!

Garcia and Daniel tapped their fingers on the keyboard quickly, cracking the prisoner's firewall, sneaking in through the holes created, and then tampering with the monitoring system!

Both are computer experts, and Rhett and the others tried their best to attract the criminal's attention, which made his self-esteem continue to expand.

Under the double void, Garcia successfully covered all the cameras controlled by the criminal with a layer of false images, and only the false image of the previous half-hour scene was played unchanged!

"Garcia, you are amazing!"

Morgan happily gave their Queen of Mars a warm hug, then put on body armor with the people from the Network Investigation Section, and rushed towards the suspect.

In order to cope with possible unexpected situations, Rhett Gordon and Emily stayed at the scene, and while making false claims with the criminals, they asked the agents to completely evacuate from this dangerous area.

Rhett's mood was difficult to calm down, he always unconsciously looked at the pile of ruins on the left.Just now Garcia has already found out Anya's location through signal comparison.

She, right under that!

The idea that Anya was not injured at first has been completely rejected as time goes by.No matter how nonchalant Anya pretended to be, the ever-increasing voice revealed her current situation.

Two people, a small area, one of them is still weeping, and the consumption of air is greater...

Emily glanced at Rhett who was directing the agents to retreat, frowned worriedly, and just wanted to say a few words.Gordon had already stopped her.

As an old profiler, Gordon had a more comprehensive observation than Red Hodge and the others.He found that the suppressed crying of the girl, which was still on the phone before, has disappeared now, and there is not even a weak breath coming.

Anya is much stronger than Rhett imagined.

Roland climbed for a long time and passed through a very narrow area, which strangled her until she was covered in bruises and the pain was severe, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted.

Her parents are still on it, and that devil's bomb is threatening their lives. She wants to hand over this weakness to the fbi, and she must not let that devil's bomb explode!

Malthus stared closely at the people on the screen who were either scared or crying, and laughed crazily. Savoring the surrendering faces at his feet.

He has long said that one day, those ignorant people will know his insurmountable ability!

He was about to tell those incompetent agents the surging emotions in his heart, when suddenly all the screens in front of him went dark, and he tapped the keyboard quickly with a livid face, but it didn't work at all.

He kicked the host angrily, and then all the screens in front of him slowly condensed into one picture.

A man wearing a white bow tie, with slender and beautiful fingers, is spinning a delicate knife, slowly cutting off.Looking at the bloody person on the chopping board, the emotion in his eyes was calm and gentle, as if he was handling the best quality ingredients, slow-moving, slow-fired, and carefully placed on the dinner plate, decorated with a flower Purple flowers.

Malthus covered his mouth, rushed to the bathroom, and vomited out the contents of his stomach.

Then he raised his hand weakly, and the flames of anger burned in his eyes.Those damned agents actually disgusted him with this kind of thing, it seems that he must take action to teach the restless people again!

Raising his hand, Malthus showed a sinister smile when he thought of the girl in the dark who could touch the FBI.

Then, his expression froze.

The man in the picture just opened the door gently, frowning as if dissatisfied with the mess of the bathroom, but still showed an elegant smile to Malthus.The hands with white gloves are exactly the same as the hands that solemnly handle the "ingredients" in the picture just now!

'Ah ah ah ah! ! ! '

Malthus opened his mouth and screamed silently!

Anya watched helplessly as all the software on the phone disappeared, turning into a row of countdowns, with three seconds passing by one second at a time.

"Goodbye."