At this time, the police came.

There are two people in a line, one tall and one short. The tall policeman's surname is Cao, he is the team leader, with a Chinese face, dark skin, and looks shrewd and capable.

Wen Jie let the two police officers into the house and got up to bring them a glass of water.

Officer Cao said to the police officer behind him, "Xiao Xu, you go check and take a picture." ”

After a while, Officer Xiao Xu came to Wen Jie with a piece of metal and asked, "What is this?" ”

Wen Jie stretched out his hand to take it and take a look, but was stopped by Officer Xu.

He glanced at Officer Xu's gloves. I understand, I am afraid of destroying the fingerprints.

But he hadn't seen anything before, and he replied truthfully, "I don't know."

"And what about this mark on the window?"

After Officer Xu finished speaking, he led them to the balcony and pointed to a place on the window where the paint had fallen off.

"This ...... How do I know this, maybe when I will touch it! Wen Jie disagreed.

Officer Cao carefully inspected the paint on the window frame, and then looked at the metal piece.

said to Officer Xu: "It's on this, it should be something that hit the window frame." The window edge was knocked off the paint film, and the metal piece on the unidentified object fell off. “

Officer Cao thought for a moment and turned his head to look at Wen Jie: "Think about it again, have there been any unusual things happening in the past two days." “

Abnormal, I've had too many abnormal things in the past two days, but I need to keep it strictly confidential, and I can't tell the police about it.

Wen Jie looked like he wanted to cry without tears, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out two words: "No ...... Yes! ”

There is a sense of tragedy that death cannot be leaked.

The two police officers in front of him exchanged glances, Officer Cao nodded at Wen Jie, and reported a series of phone calls: "Okay, Mr. Wen, we have recorded the situation, you can also recall it well, and think of what to contact me." ”

"Okay, thank you." Wen Jie turned around and was about to send off the police officer, his eyes swept over the screen window dancing in the wind, and he thought of something in an instant:

"Oh, Officer Cao......"

Officer Cao stopped, and Officer Xu also stopped, and they turned to look at Wen Jie. Officer Cao asked, "Mr. Wen, do you remember something?" ”

"Yes, yes, I seemed to hear movement at the bedroom door last night, and I thought I forgot to close the window, and the wind rolled up the curtains, so I ignored it."

The two policemen exchanged another look, and Officer Cao pondered for a moment, hesitated and said, "Could it be a drone?" ”

Drone?

But who was going to let the drone in last night? What are you doing?

Wen Jie really couldn't figure it out, it was impossible for the murderer to lock him up last night.

After the officers left, Wen Jie turned his attention back to the computer.

I bought that laptop for my college work-study, the configuration was very low, and I used it for more than four years, but it was always stuck, and it was basically about to be eliminated.

Selling a broken notebook that no one wants, who would sneak into the room to steal it? Think about it another way: what's in that notebook?

I didn't figure it out when I thought about it, but the more I thought about it, the hungrier I became.

He got up and went to the kitchen to cook a bun of instant noodles, watched the noodles tumble in the soup, lay down a poached egg, threw a few slices of ham sausage, and boiled for another minute. When the noodles are full of soup, they are all transparent, and Wenjie turns off the heat and serves the plate.

Cooking noodles is a basic skill for single dogs, it takes fifteen minutes to cook noodles, and five minutes to suck and suck and eat.

After eating noodles, I silently stared at the plate for a while, and glanced at the quartz clock on the wall, nine o'clock.

There are still three hours left before the system restarts.

I didn't want to move when I was full, and I didn't sleep well last night, so I fell asleep after lying in bed for a while.

To say that you can think about countermeasures while lying down is a fool.

With such a soft bed, doesn't it smell good to sleep on?

Wen Jie was woken up by an alarm clock, and the bedroom was pitch black. Against a dark background, the interface for system reboot is quite eye-catching.

The green progress bar quickly jumped towards 100%, and he was shocked to see it.

It seems that there is no time left for him to connect the glasses of water.

His body reflexively bounced out of bed, ran to the bathroom, and rinsed his face with cold water. With the cold tap water stirring on his face, the sleep, which was still sticky just now, disappeared without a trace, and he was completely awake!

He quickly came to the living room and sat down on the sofa, staring at the system interface in front of him with a solemn expression, like a statue.

Once you open the system test, you can concentrate on waiting for the patch type.

The fluorescence flashed, and the line of expected text appeared.

[Please select a patch type: A Dissuasive B Intimidating C Violent D Collapse]

【C Violent Type】

Without the slightest hesitation.

[System Test Question: Personality Deletion Patch - Life Trajectory Correction, Patch Type: C Violent Type]

A familiar picture appeared in front of me:

Wen Huang got out of the unit, quickly ran to a nearby supermarket, bought a dumbbell for fitness, and chose the weight of the upper edge of the male fitness: 20 pounds.

At the checkout, the cashier struggled to lift the dumbbells from one side of the cash register to the other side after scanning the code, and looked Wen Jie up and down a little annoyed.

Wen Jie didn't bother to pay attention, paid the money, and wanted to carry it with one hand.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he picked it up, his arm fell instantly, he insisted on walking a few steps, holding the dumbbell in both hands, and walked towards the subway.

With the experience of the first two times, this time the subway and then take a taxi, this time the most time-saving method.

Sure enough, this time I arrived at the scene of the murder earlier than the last time.

He looked at his watch and counted down, 10, 9, 8,...... 1

As soon as I finished counting, there was movement outside.

He stood still in the doorway, holding up the dumbbell and holding his breath, making out the footsteps in the rain.

Squeak, the door opened, and the murderer carried the sack on his right shoulder and came in.

Wen Jie stood in the doorway on the left, the dumbbell rounded, and smashed towards the murderer's left shoulder.

The murderer was half a head shorter than him and looked muscular, but he saw the timing and gave the other party a heavy blow when the other party was completely unprepared.

Ah, screaming all his life, the murderer fell to the ground, blood flowing from his shoulder.

Wen Jie stretched out his hand and grabbed the sack, glanced at the murderer lying on the ground, and he couldn't get up for a while.

He slowly squatted down, gently flattened the sack in his arms, and untied the rope from the mouth of the sack.

A girl with a disheveled head, half of her head exposed.

Wen Jie's heart trembled, it was Yang Shanshan.

His nerves instantly collapsed, and he hurriedly picked Yang Shanshan out of the sack.

The woman in front of her, who was blindfolded, gagged, ragged, and had multiple scratches on her face, couldn't overlap with the image of a young and beautiful girl shaking high heels.

At this moment, this fragile and helpless girl trembled in his arms, his heart seemed to be grabbed fiercely, and the pain spread.