Chicago, Willis Building, Temporary Operations Boardroom.

"Okay, let's get over quickly." In the dimly lit room, the man standing next to the projection screen clapped his hands, attracting the attention of everyone at the round table in the conference room.

"This war practice class can be regarded as an old tradition of the academy, so all of you here are freshmen, here is a self-introduction, the commissioner of the executive department, the number will not be revealed for the time being, the name is Ryder Francisco Carlos, you can call me Ryder." Ryder glanced at the young people in trench coats in the conference room, but all of them looked immature: "I won't do any pain teaching, abusive teaching, these are all outdated tricks of children, you are all well-trained elites, so we should have a certain amount of respect for each other." ”

Caesar, who was spinning a pen at the conference table, looked up slightly at this Ryder, and got off the CC1000 express train, and all the freshmen came to the conference room of this building by the Chicago subway, and the executive department said that the relevant commissioner had been arranged to explain the situation to them, and temporarily became their "instructor".

In all the actions of the war practice class, the forty-three freshmen will wear the rank of 'temporary commissioner' and obey the orders of their superiors, and many people think that the instructor sent by the executive department will give them a dismissal as soon as he comes, but judging from the current situation, the other party seems to be a reasonable person, and he emphasizes respect and equality as soon as he comes up.

"I know what you're thinking." Ryder said lightly: "I am also a graduate of the academy, I have also been a freshman, I know what your temperament will be like at your age, with your experience, so I will not deliberately provoke you in this mission, in my opinion, people who lack education and no brains are not worthy of entering the Kassel Academy, and being able to sit here means that you are all elites in a million, and the dialogue between elites and elites should be like this, sit, and talk about things in a friendly manner, and the task is done, If you have a different opinion, you can raise your hand, and if you are not convinced by me, the "instructor", you can also raise your hand. ”

No one in the conference room raised their hands, but someone took the lead in applauding, so everyone began to applaud, and for a while, the applause was overwhelming.

"Very well, let's start talking about your mission this time, but before we begin, I want everyone to turn off their phones to avoid the possibility of information leaking."

After everyone did what they said, Ryder nodded and continued, "Ask me beforehand, is there a faint patient in the room?" ”

"Does fear of heights count?" Someone made a harmless joke.

"Then you are very lucky, this time our mission is not to search for the ancient dragon eggs hidden in the hanging coffin on the cliffs of the Himalayas, otherwise the vehicle sent to you will not be a train, but an airplane." Ryder pressed the remote control board in his hand, and the PPT on the curtain suddenly jumped, and a dark red light shrouded the faces of every freshman.

There was silence in the conference room, and this silence was due respect in the face of the dead.

A female student subconsciously covered her mouth to avoid her sight, and on the PPT, a corpse sat on the toilet lid and leaned against the wall of the toilet to look up at the sky, because the corpse's face was scarlet, exposing the texture of the muscles and ruptured veins, and the eyes looked at the ceiling blankly, as if they were going to fall out at any time, and the overall death was tragic to the extreme.

"'BloodyFace,' the AKA BloodyFace Killer, the fugitive serial killer who shocked the nation, was also the target of our mission, and now you see one of his works." Ryder looked up at the picture of the corpse close at hand and said without changing his face: "This is his first crime, the place of the crime is in the toilet of the Broadway theater in New York, the deceased is a 21-year-old woman, Emily Jones, her father is a Wall Street investment tycoon, her mother is a famous artist, she was watching a musical in the Broadway theater with her parents on the day of the incident, and she never went back after going to the toilet on the way, the body was found by passers-by, the camera was turned off in advance and did not capture any picture, the motive of the prisoner is unknown, The only thing that could be a clue is that he cut Emily Jones' face. ”

"Vendetta?"

"An acquaintance committing a crime?"

Immediately, a student raised his hand and asked his own question.

"All of them have been ruled out, the FBI authorities have not found any favorable leads, and Emily Jones has no enemies in school or life who can be a suspect." Ryder said.

"The cause of death?" Someone asked again.

"Suffocated to death, there are obvious choke marks and bloody handprints on the neck, no fingerprints, and the preliminary guess is that the murderer wore gloves to commit the crime."

"The victim was not assaulted or lost property?" Caesar at the conference table couldn't help frowning.

"Caesar Gattuso? Remember to raise your hand when you ask questions later. Ryder glanced at Caesar, and it seemed that even among the graduates of the Executive Department, the heir of the Gattuso family was very well-known: "You asked the point, and the answer was no, so according to the analysis of the FBI and the Tactical Department of the Executive Department, this was a premeditated crime and not an accidental homicide, and the murderer prepared for this murder seamlessly, leaving no footprints, fingerprints, hair, or witnesses, and the FBI also determined that this was a perfect crime." ”

"If it's just one crime, we can boldly characterize it as a vendetta killing, and skinning off the skin is a kind of revenge method, but the next six consecutive crimes, and the methods are completely the same, which means that the murderer's purpose is not simple." Ryder quickly cut through the remaining six pictures of the murder scene on the PPT, and everyone held their lips with their hands and watched silently, using these seven bloody faceless corpses to create the image of a vicious and perverted murderer in his heart.

"He skinned seven people, all of them women, and all of the victims had the same features as beautiful faces." "Temporary Commissioners, I think you should know what kind of enemy we are facing now," Ryder said. ”

Perverted murderer.

The word speaks for itself in everyone's minds.

"You've always used 'he' to refer to the murderer, and it's true that the male murderer is more in line with the characteristics of these seven homicides, stripping the face of a beautiful girl because of psychopathology... But why can't the murderer be an ugly-looking woman who has a revenge mentality and attacks the beautiful same sex? Caesar raised his hand.

In order to take care of some freshmen who are not fluent in Chinese, the main language is English, and 'he' is the unambiguous 'he' in English, which is very different from the female 'she', and Caesar noticed this and decided to dig deeper.

"Because in the seventh crime, we took a picture of the murderer's back." Ryder pressed the remote control board again, and a picture with an extremely blurry resolution was cut out on the PPT, showing a figure wearing a cap and a baseball uniform with his back to the camera, and the shooting angle should be the picture captured by the camera.

"One hundred secrets, seven crimes can't be a perfect crime seven times." Ryder said lightly: "According to the photo analysis, the suspect is about 1.8 meters tall, wears size 45 shoes, and the weight minus the weight of the clothing should be about 75 kilograms, and the size of the skeleton is in line with male characteristics, with no obvious disability and no obvious physical characteristics." ”

All the students crossed their hands and looked at the man in the photo carefully, fantasizing about what kind of face the other person looked like, and how violent and murderous the expression of that face was when he committed the crime.

"Now that he has become the target of our mission, does this mean that the Executive Department has a firm grasp of his position?" Caesar asked.

Ryder pressed the button, and the PPT cut again, and the picture appeared in a hospital room, with a headless corpse lying in a pool of blood on the floor of the ward.

Everyone frowned, their reactions much larger than when they saw the faceless corpse before, and everyone's eyes were focused on the headless corpse's chest, where there was a Kassel Academy crest.

"The eighth victim, Executive Department 'C' Commissioner, Andre Rooney, Executive Department number C025." Ryder said calmly, "The location of the victim was Chicago's North and South Hospital, twenty-five kilometers away from our conference room, and the time of the death was 3 o'clock yesterday morning, and today, you are sitting here. ”

"Did the murderer attack the commissioner of the Enforcement Department?" Caesar whispered.

"No, to be precise, Commissioner Andre tracked the prisoner to the scene based on the only photographic clue, and he intervened when the other party was about to injure the eighth victim, and eventually—" Ryder paused for a moment before he spoke, "Sadly dead." ”

"The other party's blood class?" Caesar asked.

"It was originally estimated to be 'B' class, but now that a commissioner has died, it is hereby upgraded to 'A' class, congratulations to all of you, you have such a strong opponent in the first time you step into the dragon battlefield." Ryder bowed his head, but no one in the room could laugh, the 'A'-class dangerous hybrids, and the 'A' class in their group of students was only a palm.

The scene was dreary for a while, and many people finally realized that this was not an outing class, nor was it a non-casualty firearm with a Frigga bullet in a drill class, but that they were against a real dangerous element, a murderous 'A' class hybrid.

"But we have an 'S' class." Suddenly, someone at the conference table was talking.

This sentence caught everyone's eyes, yes, even if the murderer might be an 'A' half-blood? They have a once-in-a-lifetime 'S' class hybrid here!

The already tense atmosphere also poured a breath of fresh air, and everyone couldn't help but cast their expectant eyes on the boy sitting at the end of the table.

Lin Nian felt the burning heat focused on his body, and after a pause, he moved his gaze back from the headless corpse on the PPT, only then did he realize that everyone was staring at him, even the instructor Ryder at the front was quietly watching him.

What's the situation?

Lin Nian admitted that he just looked at the PPT picture and saw that God had thought about a lot of things, and now after a sudden distraction, he looked up and saw such a scene, which really made people a little overwhelmed.

What to say now?

Lin Nian was stunned for a moment and then nodded subconsciously: "I know." ”

The room was silent for a few seconds, followed by thunderous applause.