What It’s Like Being a Vampire

Xiang Kun was really curious about the progress of the police's investigation of Guo Tianxiang, wanted to know what case they were investigating, and also wanted to know if they had discovered any abnormalities in Guo Tianxiang's body, or found out his previous identity.

If there is Guo Tianxiang's real identity information and his identity before the mutation, it can also help Xiang Kun to better find the reason for his mutation.

But you must not put yourself in the sight of the police because of this. There are too many hidden dangers in false reporting and so on, which is not advisable.

After pondering for a while, Xiang Kun decided to choose a compromise solution. Like an ordinary pedestrian, he looked down at his phone while walking slowly along the wall outside the city bureau.

Relying on his strong sense of hearing, Xiang Kun did hear a lot of voices inside the city bureau, and then relied on the ball stuck to the back of Passat's butt to locate, and started searching with it as the target location, but he didn't hear the two people who were sitting before. Passatri monitored the plainclothes voices in Guo Tianxiang's clinic, and did not hear any other information about Guo Tianxiang's case.

Xiang Kun was not too surprised by this. After all, the police station, like the interrogation room and conference room, had a lot of soundproof materials specially made during the decoration, so the sound itself was not so easy to come out.

Moreover, Xiang Kun was a little far away now, and there were various sounds interfering. It was difficult to distinguish which ones he needed from those weak sound sources without precise positioning.

After Xiang Kun walked around the wall outside the city bureau, he left without stopping any longer. If he continued to circle around, he would definitely be found abnormal.

Xiang Kun went to the airport by car again, but he didn't want to leave by plane, but walked around the airport to see if he could retrieve Guo Tianxiang's memory based on the environment of the airport, so that he knew that he had been there by plane. Where.

But after walking around, I didn't feel anything.

Xiang Kun kept taking the car to wander around in Yangcheng, and then went to the station at six o'clock in the morning. He booked the earliest train ticket from Yangcheng back to his city today, and because there were no second-class seats, he could only bear the pain I bought a first class seat.

Not surprisingly, Xiang Kun failed to retrieve the corresponding clip from Guo Tianxiang's memory at the station. However, this does not mean that Guo Tianxiang has never been on a train or plane, but that his memories have not been obtained by Xiang Kun. After all, Xiang Kun knew very well that Guo Tianxiang and Mi Qiao took the bullet train to ** City for the Pipika Kachuchu appointment.

If you think about it, it’s better to be a mutated creature like an owl. After finding its habitat based on memory, you can check it however you want without being afraid of being disturbed or suspected.

on the train,

Xiang Kun checked the answers posted by August's kasumi on Zhihu, and found that both answers had disappeared, and searching for the ID of August's kasumi also showed the status of [Canceled].

What did Mi Qiao realize? Or do you feel that the bait is useless after you catch yourself, and delete it directly?

If you just noticed that you were being chased by the police, the answer seems to be irrelevant, and it doesn't matter whether you delete it or not?

Anyway, with the style of Mi Qiao's female hacker, when operating this account, she must have covered her IP. It is not easy to find her based on that account and posting records. What's more, if she can find it, then she can find it if she deletes the answer and cancels the ID.

And if the police wanted to find them, there was no reason to pay attention to these two answers, unless...it was other vampires like Xiang Kun who would pay attention to August's kasumi because of these two answers.

Xiang Kun knows that in this day and age, the longer you post the content on the Internet, the more difficult it will be to completely delete it.

Just like the two answers sent by kasumi in August, the crawlers arranged by Xiang Kun have already crawled to his cloud server. If he wants, he can make a public page for others to visit. The content of this answer naturally reappeared on the Internet.

On the Internet, countless crawlers and spiders are working all the time. If you post a wrong message, you think it will be deleted immediately and no one will know, but in fact it may have been copied to other places.

Just like we often use search engines to search for certain content, after clicking in, the page cannot be found, but when you use the snapshot of the search engine, you can see the content of the original post.

In the chapter you just published, you found something wrong, and immediately revised or republished it. However, on some websites, your original version has been crawled and published, and you can’t delete it even if you want to.

While thinking about it, the voice of the flight attendant came from the side: Sir, your seat is not here, but in another compartment. Please take the ticket.

He turned his head and saw the female flight attendant patiently persuading a male passenger across the aisle.

Anyway, there's no one here, so what's the point if I sit down? The male passenger said quite naturally, without any thought of getting up.

Xiang Kun knew it as soon as he heard it. He probably bought a second-class seat but ran to the first-class seat to occupy it.

He couldn't help muttering to himself, wasn't it the only passenger who occupied the seat was criticized by netizens on the Internet a while ago? Why are there still people committing crimes against the wind? Or he doesn't surf the Internet very much, or is he the kind of person who is not afraid of being exposed?

The flight attendant still persuaded him patiently, telling him that the ticket for this seat had already been sold, and there would be a passenger who wanted to get on the train and take this seat at the next stop, but the other party was still clumsy, saying that he would wait for someone to come and let him go.

Hearing the male passenger's roguish, even frivolous and rude tone towards the female flight attendant, Xiang Kun couldn't help becoming a little annoyed.

I really want to hit him...

But Xiang Kun knew that he was at most supporting the flight attendants, unless the other party did it first, otherwise he could not resort to violence casually, otherwise he would be arrested and detained for a few days, after the blood drinking period, then There will be big troubles.

But it's not easy for him to speak up directly, because there will be a verbal conflict with the male passenger at that time, if he can't hold back, whether it is a direct attack or mental shock, it may make things worse...

Anyway, there were a few incidents of seat occupancy before, and now the railway department should have its own way to deal with this kind of thing. The flight attendant persuaded him for a while, and then left first, possibly to find the police.

After the flight attendant left, the male passenger was still swearing dirtyly. Xiang Kun lowered his head and kept stroking the face of his right fist with his left hand, trying to divert his attention from listening to those croaking voices.

But I really want to hit him...

It may be the great evolution of physical fitness, or it may be the negative impact of drinking blood. Now that Xiang Kun encounters problems, he subconsciously always wants to use violence to solve them. Of course, unless he was backlashed by spiritual shock, his rationality would still be able to suppress this impulse.

Suddenly, a rough voice sounded from the back of the carriage: Hey! Is it reasonable for you to take up your fucking seat? Do you have any fucking shame? A big man is embarrassing a little girl, do you have any fucking excuses? ?”

Xiang Kun stretched his neck, looked back, and saw a big man taller than him standing up at the back of the carriage, and shouted to the male passenger who occupied the seat here in Mandarin with a strong accent.

Before the male passenger had time to react, the big man's voice sounded like a flame thrown into a pyre, directly igniting the entire carriage.

Yeah! You are too unqualified!

Come on, I'll take a picture and send it to him online to make him famous!

Yes, let him be famous! Maybe there are people who know him. Look at the face of this man when he is away from home! What do you look at, you have no face, no skin, no seed, let's see if grandpa beat you to death?

Yes, beat him! I couldn't bear it just now! Damn...

I can't help it anymore, this kind of rascal is going to beat me to death!

kill him!

...

Xiang Kun saw that 80% of the people in the entire carriage stood up, and the crowd was so angry that they wanted to beat and kill the male passenger. Even a seven or eight-year-old boy glared at the male passenger, and couldn't help being a little dazed:

Isn't this reaction too exaggerated?

The seat occupant acted like a murderer.

Then he immediately realized that this seemed to be his fault?

Unintentionally emotional assimilation again?