Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Man in the Spider (Part II)
Xue Weilun was signaling his subordinates to turn on the lights, and when he heard Ronan respond so quickly, his brows furrowed: "You can see it?" ”
“……”
Only then did Ronan realize that he was accustomed to the convenience of spiritual contemplation, and he was quick to talk, and he actually answered Xue Weilun's question when the lights in the box operation area were all turned off.
You know, these SWAT officers are wearing tactical helmets with night vision, and Ronan has no equipment on him.
"I'm better looking...... Ahem! ”
Ronan's face was slightly hot, and just at this time, the intention of choking cough came up, so he took the opportunity to forcibly be cheeky and forced the problem to pass. But this also gave him some hints: "Uncle Xue, the lights are turned off in the operation area, and the projector is turned on seven or eight times out of ten, did you come in?" ”
"Nope." Xue Weilun responded simply, and felt ridiculous in his heart, this fifteen or sixteen-year-old half-old child was too calm. It's just a trumped-up suspicion, a basin of land on his head, but this kid doesn't look stupid?
This veteran special police officer, who is over 50 years old, can't help but feel a little emotional: "Today's young people can handle things more than we did back then......
There is already some reminder in the words.
After all, he can't get around his son, and there is nothing about Ronan's performance from the beginning to the present that can provoke his bad feelings. At least, not the hopelessly loser type.
Ronan didn't pay attention to Xue Weilun's kindness, his mental induction covered the entire luxury box, constantly collecting information, and of course paying attention to Hu Huaying and several other unconscious people. First of all, it was confirmed that none of them should be in danger of life.
But their current state is indeed strange.
In the light that had just been turned on, two of the eight women could be seen disheveled, but far away, almost on the edge of the operation area.
In the center, the six big men were huddled together, Huang Bingzhen's whole body was naked and uncovered, Hu Huaying, Liu Tao and others were "surrounding" him in the middle, and his arms, legs and feet were still entangled.
Combined with the recording, it can be roughly guessed that at the time of the incident, Hu Huaying and others had already controlled Huang Bingzhen, who was "overdosed", but because of an emergency, everyone fell in a short period of time.
Most of the people still have more or less terrifying looks on their faces, even in a coma, as if they are falling into some nightmare at the same time.
The only exception is Huang Bingzhen.
This guy's face is buried in the pile, and others can't see it clearly, but they can't hide it from Ronan, who is observing with mental induction. It can be seen that Huang Bingzhen's expression is very relaxed, just like an ordinary sleep.
Is this a sign of over-drug abuse?
Ronan appropriately improved the accuracy of his psychic induction, observing his external manifestations such as breathing, pulse, and eyelid beating, and had some vague guesses in his heart, but he was not yet ten percent sure, so he had to step forward and take a closer look.
Officer Xue stretched out his arm to stop him: "Don't destroy the scene, wait for the person handling the case to come." ”
Ronan tried to pretend to be stupid: "Uncle Xue, aren't you?" ”
"We're SWAT at SWAT, and we're in charge of action."
"Oh, but they're all right?"
"I've called an ambulance and taken a drug test."
Ronan was a little helpless, it seemed that this Uncle Xue was equating him with psychotropic drugs. It's no wonder that people think so, Huang Bingzhen, who was buried in the pile, didn't say that the two scantily clad girls were obviously overdosed.
Then again, the appearance of the two girls made Ronan more firm in his previous judgment: this is the natural reaction of overtaking drugs, like Huang Bingzhen, there is a problem no matter how you look at it, and it is a very familiar "problem".
A "peaceful" shallow coma.
The last time this problem was encountered by Ronan himself.
Ronan pondered for a moment, and suddenly complained to Xue Weilun: "Uncle, this person in the middle had a conflict with us more than an hour ago!" ”
"You wait for someone from the security department to come over." Xue Weilun snorted, but then asked, "Aren't they your friends?" ”
"If you count yourself as a friend, there is only one ......"
Luo Nan pointed to Hu Huaying's direction, then his fingertips deviated, and he nodded to the central position: "As for this, Huang Bingzhen and Huang Dashao, I can't afford to climb high." ”
Behind the helmet, Xue Weilun's brows furrowed again, was it his delusion? I always feel that Ronan's way of speaking has changed subtly, but I can't tell where it is.
"Huang Bingzhen?"
"That's right, Huang Bingzhen, a well-known rich second generation and a waste-like rotten person in our school."
Xue Weilun shook his head: "It's useless for you to tell me this." ”
I know...... I didn't tell you about it in the first place.
Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly, and at this time, the two "Huang Bingzhen" that came out of his mouth were not at the material level, and the sound waves began to dissipate within a few meters in the air.
However, the information corresponding to it was driven by his soul power under Ronan's intentional actions, and it spread sharply on the spiritual level, and it was beyond the range of his sense in the blink of an eye.
This technique was learned from Mo Lun of the Blood Flame Sect in the past few days. It is in this way that the other party summons the human-faced spider from a distance, and in terms of subtlety and concealment, it is a hundred times stronger than the current Ronan.
However, at this moment, Ronan does not know what "hidden" is.
What he wants is such a diffuse effect, and now it depends on the reaction.
One second, two seconds, three seconds......
There was a slight tremor in his ears, and a sharp and unkind voice cut in: "What the hell is your name, blowing that you are a spiritual enhancer?" Now half of the summer city has heard it! ”
The voice was familiar, but not particularly familiar, Ronan was stunned, only to realize that the other party was speaking through the six-eared Lingbo network. The mind shifted slightly, and I saw that the encrypted channel specially built for this operation, a "opal" avatar had just lit up and announced that it was in place.
Ronan finally met the memory, and for some reason, he had some inexplicable and strange thoughts, so that after an interval of two seconds, he responded:
"Cat's eye?"
Before the words fell, Ronan's heart suddenly stirred, and a clear and powerful reaction rushed into his sensing range in an extremely rough way.
How far can a 10-meter distance be? In the blink of an eye, a shadow of nothingness seeped in from the other end of the box wall.
Ronan faced Xue Weilun directly at this time, staggering the angle of his gaze, but under the observation of mental induction, the situation that happened over there was as clear as seeing - even if the change occurred at a spiritual level that was difficult for ordinary people to see.
The shadow of nothingness has not yet fully penetrated, and the heterochromatic six pupils piled up at the front end, as well as the ugly chelicerae mouthparts, have been spliced into a hideous spider image.
Then there are the four pairs of arthropods that are constantly waving, waving with some excessive excitement and occasionally fighting on their own, stirring up unsettling subtle fluctuations on the mental level.
However, when it protruded outward, the abdomen, which should have been round, had become a flat-shaped human chest and abdomen structure, and the outlines of the legs and feet of the human body were still behind it, but most of them were trapped in the chaotic dark fog, and they looked distorted and deformed.
This image is like a huge spider, half of its body is integrated into the back of the human body, and its heavy weight crushes the human backbone, turning the original normal person into a rickety mutated monster.
"Human-faced spiders."
At least on the surface.