In the Archives Department of the Public Security Bureau, Su Chen was authorized by Zheng Guotao to go to the Archives Department, and with the help of a police lady, he was inquiring about information.

According to the registration data of the public security system, a total of 27 people died under the swastika symbol in Huaxia in the past three years.

As Su Chen expected, the time when these girls were killed was the 15th of every month, on the night of the full moon, when the yin qi was at its peak, when each girl died, they were tortured to be insincere, each girl was a virgin, all of them were eighteen years old, and their birth dates were all around 0:00 in the evening.

Clearly, the girls were carefully selected and killed.

Looking at those cruel pictures and materials, Su Chen vomited a little, those criminals were so cruel that they didn't look like people.

Through these materials, Su Chen can determine that the perpetrators are not ordinary people, and there is an eighty percent chance that those witch cultivators did it. But Su Chen didn't want to draw conclusions so easily, so he asked the police lady to contact the foreign criminal police and ask about the other victims who died under the 'swastika' symbol.

After five hours of long contact, after questioning the police of more than a dozen countries and verifying the information, Su Chen could be 100 percent sure that the murderer was indeed committed by the mysterious witch organization.

Without exception, every girl who dies is a virgin, and her birth date is around 0:00 p.m. when the yin qi is at its peak, and the time of death is the night of the full moon every month.

The same date of birth, the same time of death, different places, different countries, although these clues are known to the police in many countries, they can't guess who the culprit is. Only a monk like Su Chen can think that everything is done by witches.

Su Chen was a little puzzled: "If there are witch cultivators in this world, there should be other monks too, and these monks can easily know that all this is done by witch cultivators." Why didn't they come forward and tell the police who this evil organization was? Could it be that the monks are all outsiders, who don't care about worldly things, and only know how to practice? Or, this witch organization is too powerful for ordinary monks to provoke? ”

After thinking about it, Su Chen didn't bother to delve into the mystery: "it, Lao Tzu is for merit and aura." I want to see how strong this witch organization is, who said that the tiger's ass can't be touched, Lao Tzu not only wants to touch it, but also stabs the tiger's buttocks. ”

Su Chen was 100% sure that the perpetrators were those mysterious witches, and left the archives department immediately.

Under the leadership of Zheng Guotao, Su Chen went to the equipment department and received two sets of police uniforms, a baton, and a police Type 92 5.8mm pistol. This pistol was supposed to equip the army, but in 2020 the army was already armed with a more advanced and accurate Type 99 pistol. The Type 92 can only be equipped with ordinary police officers.

Looking at the bulletproof vests in the arsenal, as well as the rows of rushing guns and sniper rifles, Su Chen was greedy, and smiled at the policeman in charge of the warehouse: "Superintendent Wang, can you give me a rushing gun and a sniper rifle." ”

The bald policeman who supervised the arsenal glared at Su Chen impatiently: "You newcomer is too ignorant of the rules. New recruits can only wear pistols and batons, even if they are ordinary first-class police officers or superintendents, and they cannot carry guns and sniper rifles when they are not on dangerous missions. Our country is not a West where guns are rampant, what do you want such a strong weapon for? ”

Zheng Guotao smiled and patted Su Chen's shoulder: "Su Chen, Superintendent Wang is right!" Except during special periods or dangerous missions, heavy weapons are generally not allowed to be used. These are rules and regulations, not for you. ”

"Damn! Then you'll have to get me a bulletproof vest. ”

Zheng Guotao smiled: "Lao Wang, how about giving him one, Su Chen has to carry out a very dangerous mission recently, but the authority is not enough, otherwise, I really want him to get some heavy weapons to defend himself." ”

The bald superintendent took a bulletproof vest and a communicator, handed it to Su Chen, and then took a record: "Captain Zheng, you and Su Chen should sign it." According to the system, new police officers cannot receive bulletproof vests. ”

"No problem, if something happens, I'm responsible." Zheng Guotao signed it with a brush, and Su Chen signed it unhappily.

Out of the equipment department, Su Chen scratched firmly: "Damn, it's only 30 bullets, and every bullet fired has to be handed in to the use record, it's really troublesome, Lao Tzu still wants to shoot a few shots to have a good time." ”

Zheng Guotao smiled: "Save it, if you want to play shooting, you can go to the shooting training area, where bullets don't need to be recorded." Su Chen, don't fire this gun indiscriminately when there is no enemy and no danger. Otherwise, it will be punished. ”

"Got it, Captain Zheng, take your leave."

"Hmmm! Su Chen, be careful, contact us with a communicator at any time. ”

It was about five o'clock in the afternoon when Su Chen left the Public Security Bureau, and Su Chen's face was depressed: "Damn, these equipment are too bad, and the country is too picky, it's 2020, and I still use a broken gun from decades ago." Depend on! After returning home, mark these bullets with a charm, this rotten gun, Lao Tzu can also exert a powerful power. Thinking that he had a lot of talismans, Su Chen didn't mind that the power of this pistol was too small and the range was too short.

Su Chen, dressed in civilian clothes, left the Public Security Bureau with a gun, and turned to Dongqu Street, where Su Chen was trying to stop a taxi to go home. Suddenly, on the street, a little beggar covered in tatters and smelling of sour sour sour slid over. The little beggar was paralyzed with his legs, sitting on a wooden pulley, and after sliding in front of Su Chen, a worn-out iron bowl stretched out in front of Su Chen.

"Uncle, give me some money, I haven't eaten for a day."

Su Chen glanced at the little beggar, the child was about ten years old, his legs were broken, and he was dragging on the wooden board, the poor little guy could only move forward by sliding the pulley with both hands, and dozens of coins were placed in the iron bowl, and the poor child was looking at Su Chen with blank eyes.

"Well, take it."

Su Chen took out a hundred pieces and put them in an iron bowl.

"Thank you, uncle, you are so generous, I wish you good people and good rewards." The little beggar was pleasantly surprised.

Su Chen's sympathy was overflowing, and he squatted down: "Little friend, you are so young, why don't you study?" Can you tell me where your family is? If you don't have a family, can I help you contact the orphanage? ”

"No...... No, I ...... I don't have a family. The little beggar left in a panic and leaned on his pulley, and begged from the passers-by nearby.

Looking at the figure of the little beggar, Su Chen suddenly found something: "Why did you say that you sent him to the orphanage, this child panicked, his leg was broken, he was so hungry, I gave him money, why didn't you buy food?" ”

Su Chen felt that there was something wrong with this child, so he gave up taking a taxi at the moment and secretly followed the little beggar.

Little beggars beggars all the way, and there are scattered people who give alms. People who are really pestered are impatiently tossed a coin and dodge. The poor boy begged along the street, and when he passed a fruit shop and a bakery, the little beggar looked at the food, swallowed his saliva, and did not dare to take the money to buy it.

Su Chen suddenly thought of something, and became angry for a moment: "This child must have been forced to beg." Otherwise, why don't you dare to buy food, damn it, let Lao Tzu know who forced these children, I will definitely arrest him and put him in prison. ”

Su Chen patiently followed, wanting to see where this little beggar would end up and who he would come into contact with, if someone really forced the child to beg, it would be a good opportunity to earn merit and gain aura, which was an unexpected gain.