As Richard uttered these two words.

The denim man's torn body finally collapsed completely, torn apart like a humanoid 'mosaic'.

Small, floating silk tentacles tug at the shattered pieces of flesh. The wriggling tentacles carry blood at their ends, floating in all directions, like bewitching 'flowers'.

A large number of garbled characters that seem to be virtual symbols faintly flash on the complicated 'silk tentacles'.

This is the second time that Chen Feng has seen the death of a person who has lost control of pollution on the spot, and his feelings are extremely complicated and indescribable. As an extraordinary person, in the face of this palpitating and frightening scene, it is inevitable that there will be sad feelings of rabbits dying and foxes.

Richard was the same, his face was very ugly and silent.

After a while, Chen Feng was excited, and hurriedly whispered:

"Attention! Our role is also to collect and control the alienation and spread of bug source creations! ”

Richard also woke up in an instant, staring at the cracked body of the denim man as if he were facing a great enemy.

The eyes of the two were firmly focused on the 'brain' of the man in the denim suit.

Soon, like the death process of all those who are polluted out of control, the man's head in the denim suit began to crack open, blooming on all sides, and a large number of gaps appeared.

The strange and unpredictable silk tentacles immediately floated and bloomed.

Then, still like a process, a large number of silk tentacles began to crumble, turning into dust and disappearing.

As the silk tentacles turned into dust, a drop of what seemed to be a metallic liquid floated out of the dust, swaying, and on the verge of collapse.

Chen Feng's two guns were in his hands, holding and aiming tightly. Richard, on the other hand, waved his right arm, and the pale golden spots of the mechanical prosthetic flickered, gradually expanding and thickening.

Fan Yin once said that if you don't have the ability to collect, seal, and control the source of the bug, then the most necessary solution is to defeat it.

Before the source of the bug escapes and forms an alienated creation, it is the best way to strangle it in the cradle.

On the strange metal liquid suspended at this moment, a distorted and vague image of the man can be faintly seen, roaring and struggling frantically, full of all kinds of negative emotional reflexes.

"Ready!" Chen Feng whispered again, his fingers on the trigger of the pistol.

Richard slowly raised his fist and aimed it at the metal liquid that terrified him.

Burst!

There was a faint thud.

As soon as the liquid metal was suspended, it immediately collapsed into dust.

Then all the silk tentacles in front of Chen Feng and Richard turned into dust as if they had received a signal, and disappeared without a trace.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at each other, and both saw the aftermath in each other's eyes.

Although Fan Yin said that only when he was forced to be helpless, he could destroy the BUG source. But all the extraordinary people know that the bug source represents the embodiment of the 'Pandora code', and who dares to touch it easily?

At this moment, the man in denim clothes lying on the ground looked like a normal dead corpse. Although the body was cracked and blood was oozing, the blood was very sparse, as if it had evaporated in advance.

His face had shrunk and withered, and his original appearance had been blurred. The limbs were also slightly atrophied, and if you didn't know, you would think that the deceased was a dying old man.

The whole scene is not bloody, but it reveals a disturbing weirdness.

After a while, Richard swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and turned his head to look at Chen Feng: "How to deal with it?" ”

Chen Feng patted his mechanical prosthetic: "Probably I have already filmed the process, so let's take the corpse back to the secret house and hand it over to Sir Wilde for study." ”

"Good!" Richard nodded, pulling out his secret cell phone to send a signal.

The floating car, which had been hovering in the air, slowly descended.

Richard walked over to the floating car, boarded it, and pulled out a folded piece of metal-like 'paper'. Then he went back to the corpse and shook the 'note'.

Suddenly, a dark silver body bag swelled out and covered the corpse.

The two of them worked together, stuffed the body into a bag, locked it, and moved it into the floating car.

Richard took out a bottle of spray and sprayed it at himself and Chen Feng. It wasn't until the whole bottle was sprayed that he sniffed his arm and felt more comfortable.

Chen Feng turned around and picked up 'Erya' into the car again, and said, "I'll go back too, I just want to find Sir Wilde to decipher a case." ”

Richard suddenly patted his head and frowned, "I just remembered that Sir Wilde seems to be on vacation today." If you want to find him, you can only go to his house. ”

"Okay, let's go together!" Chen Feng got into the car.

Richard had a bitter face: "If you don't go, you won't go to death!" ”

Chen Feng suddenly said helplessly: "Then can you send me there?" ”

"Okay, no problem!"

Richard turned to laughter and happily jumped into the car.

The floating car suddenly swept into the air, turned back to the broken bridge hole in the distance, stuffed Chen Feng's off-road motorcycle into the compartment, and then increased its speed and drove towards the cross area Deer Park.

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Yindu Cross District, the two most prosperous areas, one is Foil Blue Street, and the other is Deer Park. However, Foil Blue Street has a more entertainment atmosphere, while Deer Park is more livable.

Most of the wealthy class in the entire silver city, as well as the wealthy and wealthy class, have their own villas and residences in the deer park and enjoy the most beautiful environment.

The crimson floating car in the mysterious place slowly fell, Chen Feng pushed the off-road motorcycle out, and hugged the 'Erya', before he could say a word, the floating car had already taken off quickly and drove away.

'What did Sir Wilde do to you?' You're so afraid of him! Chen Feng raised his middle finger at the floating car, watching Richard flee without righteousness......

"Well, it's just the two of us."

Chen Feng turned his head and looked at the husky 'Erya' squatting in front of him.

'Erya' had already woken up from the coma, but he seemed a little dazed and listless.

Chen Feng stepped on the motorcycle and stared at 'Erya' again: "Are you running with yourself?" Or come to the back seat? ”

As a dog that has been installed with a chip and has been carefully raised since childhood, 'Erya' naturally understands what Chen Feng means. It wagged its tail, sprinted hard, and jumped into the back seat of the motorcycle, where it sat down steadily.

Airplanes! The off-road bike roared and disappeared.

In about ten minutes, I drove into the central villa area of Luyuan Liujin Street.

A graceful black iron gate slowly opened.

Behind the door is a deep, elegantly manicured garden, and then several paths merge into the front, where a modern and classical blend of villa architecture rises. The surrounding lights are faintly bright, setting off a unique atmosphere.

"Welcome to the Humble House!"

Wilde, who had already gotten the news, was wearing a casual home dress, but his appearance was meticulously cleaned up, holding a glass of fuchsia wine in his hand, standing in front of the villa, smiling and watching Chen Feng come over.

"Sir Wilde, I'm sorry to disturb you on leave!" Chen Feng greeted politely.

"Idle is idle, not to mention that I will definitely not refuse your visit, hehe. Please, go in and say. ”

Wilde took the lead and took Chen Feng into the house.

After sitting down on the sofa in the living room, 'Erya' immediately crawled listlessly at Chen Feng's feet, his eyes slightly squinted, as if he was napping.

"This kid seems to be a little out of appetite." Wilde glanced at 'Erya' with a smile, then raised his eyes and said to Chen Feng, "Say, if you don't have a lot of questions, you won't take the liberty to visit." ”

Chen Feng settled down, took another glass of champagne handed by Wilde, took a sip, and then told the story of taking over the case of Mrs. Gong, tracking it all the way, and finally encountering the person who was out of control of pollution.

After hearing this, Wilde turned the round-footed wine glass in his hand and frowned slightly: "Do you think the deceased is Situ Xiang's comrade?" What is the reason? ”

Chen Feng was slightly suffocated.

This judgment is due to the 'Secret Eye', but it certainly can't be said.

He thought for a moment, and then replied:

"It's a temperamental feeling, and I can't tell you the specifics. It seems that my 'inspiration' is in my judgment, which is more keen, and it helps me a lot. ”

"Hehe, it's the same as I thought!" Wilde smiled, "As a person with a talent for recognizing words in hell, you have the blessing of the 'inspiration' chip in judging the temperament of those who are out of control, so you are more sensitive than those of the same level." ”

Chen Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately asked:

"Why is he following me?"

"It's hard to say yet, but I have some vague inferences that it may have something to do with the Death Eaters. Eventually, though, after returning to the Secret Place, check his body to see if you can trace the dream. ”

"Can the dead runaway be traced?"

"It's more difficult, and it takes a bit of luck."

Wilde shook his head and took a sip of his drink, "If you add Captain Fan Yin's help, I can try, and maybe I can get the answer." ”

"That's good." Chen Feng's mood calmed down a little, and he said politely, "Sir Wilde, I was observing the 'spirit' of that Mama Liu, as well as the 'spirit' that hinted at this dog, and the result I came to seems that Mama Liu has an ulterior secret. ”

"Do you want me to retrace this husky dream? So as to spy on the secret hidden by Mama Liu? Wilde laughed.

"Yes, I can't thank you enough if you will!" Chen Feng hurriedly said.

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