"Hmmm......"

Xuan looked at the documents on the table, and his thoughts were flying. Five hours earlier, Sheriff Bullock had led him to Zheng Yi's office, "which was the last place Officer Zheng had left before he was attacked." Bullock opened the locked door and pulled the blinds back, allowing sunlight to illuminate the cluttered office through the gaps in the window pages, "If Officer Zheng really researched something, it could only be stored in this room." ”

"Very good, thank you. Xuan Yi lowered his head and lit a cigarette, "There is one more thing, please help me get all the backups of all the case files since the subway case to this room." "All...... Bullock felt that something was wrong with his ears, and after receiving the former's confirmation signal, he had no choice but to go and arrange it, and then a large number of documents and files were transported into the office like a small mountain, leaving the already small room even more cramped, with little room to stay.

If Zheng Yi firmly believed that Han Fei's seemingly disorderly killing concealed mysteries, then he couldn't use conventional reasoning methods, and he had to think differently.

Hours passed, the documents were compared with the reports, and some of Xuanyi's guesses were being constantly verified, and finally, he pulled out a whiteboard for writing in the corner of the office, and the hand holding the marker pen flew and danced, and in the posture of a fanatical scientist recording new potion formulas, he transcribed all the clues that had been completely sorted out in his mind to every inch of the whiteboard.

"Is this ......?" Brock, who had been waiting on the side and never dared to make a sound, looked at the huge number of names and places written on the almost completely blackened whiteboard, and couldn't help but wonder if he asked.

Zheng Yi's suspicions were correct. Xuan Yi came to a conclusion first, and then took out a short knife instead of the arm length and passed it between the names of the people on the whiteboard, "Shaxi, a cadre of the Catherine family, was attacked by Han Fei at the intersection of Northern Avenue, which seemed to be accidental, but in fact had another purpose. He picked up a photo in a certain file, which showed three burned scrapped vehicles, "These three black cars were Shahi's vehicles that day, which were destroyed and exploded in the battle, however, a small bag of diamonds stored in the back of the car for trading was also lost at the same time, it was originally speculated that they were scattered by the explosion and did not know where they were scattered, but now it seems that they should have been stolen by Han Fei and became the initial funds." ”

"Initial funding?"

Yes, he hired a lot of labor for the porter. "What to carry?"

Xuanyi's blade pointed to the second name: "Sanders Benya, the warehouse of the Pioneer Brotherhood." On that day, Han Fei took the lead in solving the warehouse guards, and ignited some flammable materials to start a fire, and then went to the forest to drag Sanders's footsteps, leaving the firefighters leaderless, while the porters used the fire wall as a tool to block their vision, and collected a large number of resources stored by the Brotherhood. ”

A report pinned to Sanders' name was a statistical table of damage within the Brotherhood, and they had apparently verified that the fire did not match the amount of material burned.

"What are the ...... of those stored resources?" Brock already had a sense of foreboding in his mind.

"Oil, hundreds of barrels of oil. ”

Xuan Yi's hand ran over the red line marked on the map, "These two cases are the key to the whole plan, and the other dozen or so attacks, most of which were disguised as random events, wiped out all the workers involved in the handling. Moreover, Han Fei also interspersed several real random killings in the middle to disrupt the search sight. Such a rational and methodical action is not at all like what a madman can do. ”

"So where are these oil drums at the moment?!" Brock was already panicking, these quiet explosives were natural killers if used as an attack.

"I don't know, but if I were Han Fei, I would probably ......" Xuan Yi thought for a while, and was about to point his finger somewhere on the map, when an extremely harsh sound of electric frequency staggered suddenly sounded in the police station.

呲——呲呲——

"Hello to the residents of Rain City. ”

Xuan Yi and Bullock followed the source of the sound to the hall, and everywhere they passed, the same hoarse greeting came from the phones or computers of countless police officers. And the public screen, which plays the police propaganda video all the time, has been occupied by a strange smiley mask.

"That, that's Han Fei!" Looking at the faint red light from the mask's eyes, Brock pointed to the big screen tremblingly, and couldn't help but exclaim.

On the screen, Han Fei's silver hair stood upside down, and his mask smiled as usual, but at this time, he was wearing an extremely serious suit, sitting in a studio-like place, sitting behind the table like a news host and waving to the audience cordially.

"What's going on?!" Director Johnson slammed the door out of the office in a rage, and a police officer sat up at his desk suddenly, covering the microphone while reporting to Johnson with a nervous face: "Report to the director!

"Today was a very good day, the weather was unusually clear, and the breeze was no longer as bitterly chilly as usual. Han Fei spoke to the camera in a chatting tone, but his tone suddenly changed, "However, the residents of Rain City, Nuan Yang does not belong to you, and the breeze of Hexi does not belong to you." ”

"Monsters who survived after the war, have you forgotten what you did to mankind? Who gave you the courage to dress like humans? Who gave you the right to be busy with your official duties day after day like ordinary people?"

Han Fei shook his head nervously, he made a gesture at the beginning, and the coerced staff in the studio reluctantly operated the equipment and projected a close-up of a photo on the screen behind Han Fei.

"That's ——!!" All the police officers in the police station gasped, because the photo that was displayed in front of the public was Zheng Yi in a comatose bed.

"It's him, it's them, it's these poor, stupid, bastards trying to accept the enemy! It's because of their existence that you have the courage to continue to live......" Han Fei stood up suddenly, raised his hand into a knife and suddenly slashed at the monitor behind him, lightning splashed, sparks burst out, Zheng Yi's photo on the screen and the circuit of the monitor were cut together, Han Fei turned around, raised his palm blackened by the current and pointed at the camera again-

"Now, I'm going to kill this human traitor, and in the same way, I'm going to kill every inch of the hospital he's in! I will annihilate all the remaining bones with oil bombs!" Han Fei jumped out from behind the table, and then controlled the camera with both hands, and the smirking mask with a blood-red gaze occupied the entire picture, "That's right, this is the signal of a declaration of war, the human traitors who are close to the alien race, and the alien race itself, even with this entire disgusting city, I will destroy it with my own hands! Justice !!hahahahaha!!!ha

The picture cuts off amid wild laughter. Director Johnson had bruises on his forehead and shouted and gave orders: "This is a live broadcast! He hasn't left that place yet! Let all the patrolling officers near the TV station surround that building! Don't let a rat out, I have to catch this damn madman today! All of them are out of force! All of them are dispatched immediately! Half of them follow me to the TV station for roundup support, and the other group goes to the evacuation hospital!!"

All the police officers in the hall acted quickly, and a young police detective ran up to Johnson and asked nervously: "Chief, what about Officer Zheng? Do you want to send someone to transfer him?" Before Johnson could answer, Bullock on the side said: "Don't worry, [he] has already acted at the moment when that photo was displayed." ”

"I thought something was wrong and told Johnson that I would go to the hospital just in case. Before leaving, Xuan Yi said to Bullock.

Between the top floors of the building, a black shadow is speeding over the gaps between the tall buildings with amazing bounce and running speed, and the hem of the windbreaker is hunting in the wind, and Xuan Yi is rushing in the direction of the hospital!

With me, I'll see who you can kill!