Whale City Police Department.

Drip, drip, drip.

In the room of the alarm center, the telephone rings frequently, and hundreds of operators answer the phone, they wear headphones, patiently listening to the call of the alarm, which is a part of the busy daily life of the whale market.

An operator picked up the phone in front of him and said, "Hello, this is the 110 police service desk." ”

"Hello, I have a person here who fainted, he looks like a fugitive wanted by the whale police for half an hour, I don't know if it's him, come and take a look, my location here is ......"

The operator was stunned when he heard what the other party said.

The wanted man fainted?

How do you feel a bit nonsense, but the other party calmly reported the specific location, and the operator had to report this alarm information according to the rules.

A short time later, the message was transmitted to the mobile phones of the mission personnel.

In Whale City, three men in plainclothes wore glasses, and what they saw in the glasses covered the room with a pale golden light.

Occasionally, black stains can be seen along the golden-lit streets, but they are intermittent and incoherent.

"The glow of the sun will fade by night, find his place as soon as possible." A man with a beard said with a solemn expression.

"Captain Luo, someone called the police and said that they saw the fugitive fainting on the ground." A young man came over with his phone and said.

Captain Luo looked at the juniors in the team, "Are you sure?" ”

"The other party may have changed, and we have to hurry up to the next victim." The other said with a solemn expression.

"Let's go, let's see."

As they spoke, the three of them took a police car to Kemon's house.

A few minutes later, Kemon greeted three plainclothes police officers and one officer in formal clothes at the door.

"You called the police?" Teammate Luo glanced at Kemon.

"Yes."

In Captain Luo's glasses, the pavement here was shining with gold, and some black stains appeared, which did not match the gold.

The stains are still fresh, proving that there are indeed people here who have been here.

"Upstairs?" Captain Law saw some fresh stains leading to a doorway.

"He fainted, just around the corner of the stairs." Kemon explained, and took the initiative to open the door.

The three of them looked at each other, but did not speak.

But the invisible atmosphere suddenly became tense, and all four of them pulled out their pistols.

"Put the drone on and look at it." Captain Luo commanded.

"Yes!" In the police car, a small drone flew out of the window, flew into the gate at a steady speed, turned on the flash, and the camera was pointed at the top of the stairs, and saw a man lying on the ground, his shadow reflected on the wall, deep and black.

In the car, the police officer who controlled the drone approached cautiously and aimed it at his face.

"It's him, Captain Luo!" The police shouted.

Captain Luo turned on the walkie-talkie and reported: "Building zero building zero, the suspect was found here, and the location was ......"

"Roger." A voice rang over the intercom.

Putting down the walkie-talkie, Captain Luo began to ask Kemeng what was going on.

"He was standing there looking at the announcement of the rent, and I happened to recognize him, and then when he went upstairs to look at the house, I secretly knocked him unconscious, and that's what happened." Kemon explained.

Captain Luo looked at him with suspicious eyes, such a dangerous person, he was knocked out like this?

Defenseless?

I thought it was a false alarm, but through the picture transmitted by the drone, he was convinced that it was that person.

The harmless landlord in front of him doesn't seem to be simple.

As far as Captain Luo knew, that fugitive was a very cunning person, difficult to catch, let alone a low-level method such as sneaking up on the back.

A short time later, several police cars sped up and stopped near Kemon's house.

Armed soldiers, plainclothes policemen, a large number of people appeared around Kemon and set up a cordon.

Some curious passers-by were kicked out and denied entry.

At the convenience store on the first floor, the mother and daughter of the Chen family were also persuaded out by the police, telling them not to go near here, and to wait for news outside the cordon for the time being, they are catching the fugitives, and they can go back to continue business after the arrest.

When Chen Momo came out, he saw Kemeng chatting with the police by a police car and wanted to go and see, but she was not the one who called the police and was not allowed to stay nearby.

Kemeng should also go outside the cordon to wait for news, but Captain Luo didn't let it go, he felt that Kemeng was not simple, and he would have something to ask him later.

I saw Captain Luo carefully take out a box from his arms, open the box, and a wave of heat rushed to his face, as if the temperature around him had risen by about ten degrees.

Kemon saw that the small box was made of jade, and inside was a small badge with a diameter of two centimeters, and the surface of the badge automatically emitted light.

Just looking at the badge made Kermon feel very hot.

Captain Luo took the badge, looked at the several police officers next to him, as well as the soldiers rushing over, and said, "Prepare to capture." ”

"You stay here, don't move, I have something to ask you." Captain Luo instructed Kemeng to stay by the police car.

"Yes." Kemeng nodded, his eyes staring at the badge in the other party's hand, his face full of curiosity.

What is that thing?

If there was a big-faced cat here, Kemon would only have to look at it for fifteen seconds to know, but the big-faced cat was still upstairs.

The policemen embraced Captain Luo, took guns, and slowly went up the stairs to arrest people.

After a while, the policemen were sweating and carrying down the black transport bag, into which the fugitive was presumably packed.

Kemon didn't see the capture, only that the badge was hot, so hot that it reminded him of the forty-degree weather outside in the southern summer.

After Captain Luo came down, he took the hot badge box and walked around the neighborhood before returning to Kemon.

"Did he come into your house?" Officer Luo asked, sweating profusely.

"Nope." Kemon shook his head, and his body began to sweat.

"That's right, I walked the whole stairs just now, and he probably didn't go up there." Officer Luo closed the small box, and the heat disappeared for the most part.

However, the residual heat in the air did not disappear so quickly, and Kemon inevitably began to sweat.

"Officer, what's that, how is it as hot as a stove?" Kemon gestured to the small box in Captain Law's hand.

"You want to know?" Officer Law looked at him.

"Yes."

"Then tell me how to knock him out." Officer Luo wiped the sweat from his neck with a towel, observing Kemon's expression as he wiped it.

There was a curious look on Kemon's face, and there was no fear.

The psychological quality is very strong, but compared to the personality problem, Officer Luo wants to know how Kemeng knocked the other party unconscious.

"I was holding a big doll, hitting him on the back, then hitting him on the back of the head with the doll, and then knocking him unconscious." Kemon explained again.

This question can't be avoided.

Kemon thought to himself that he was a little impulsive, and instead of knocking the fugitive unconscious, it would be much more reasonable to lock the door on the first floor, lock him up, and then call the police.

But the person has been knocked unconscious by him, the matter has already been done, and there is no room for regret.

Now this officer Luo has been pestering how to knock out the fugitive, presumably realizing that Kemeng is unusual.

"Is it hard for him to get close?" Kemon asked.

"It's very hard." Officer Luo nodded, "People who don't have special skills can't succeed in a sneak attack." ”

While Officer Luo was talking, a plainclothes policeman next to him interjected: "That doll should be a special item, can you show us?" ”

At this point, it's almost the same as a showdown.

Communicate with normal people, they don't talk about such unconventional topics.

But there is obviously a problem with Kemon here, and it is difficult for a normal person to sneak up on that cunning man.

Citizens like Kemon who occasionally get special items have also been encountered by the police before and have experience in dealing with them.

After finishing speaking, plainclothes felt that such a speech was too serious, and said in a different way:

"We'll register it and don't want your stuff. If something vicious happens one day, and it has something to do with your stuff, you will be held responsible. ”

"If you feel that you can't handle it, you can hand it over to our police to deal with it, and you will be rewarded for handing it in. Don't worry too much in your heart, the country does not lack these things, and do not force them. ”