1, Guo Ning

The cold light shone dimly in the dim room, not bright but extremely dazzling, Guo Ning opened his somewhat blurry eyes, and the soreness of his muscles made his mind still a little muddy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The stranger in the police hat looked down at him carefully, Guo Ning saw the snow-bright searchlight on the side of the person, and his heart was even more puzzled: "I don't seem to have received an arrest warrant yet." ā€

"You misunderstood, this is not a police station." The stranger took off his hat, Guo Ning observed it for a while, and finally understood that the light above his head was not a searchlight for interrogating prisoners, but a shadowless lamp, and he realized where he was and became more puzzled: "Then what are you doing here, a policeman?" ā€

"Don't you think there's something wrong with your current state?" The young policeman's fair and handsome face showed a strange expression, Guo Ning often saw this expression, when he was in the scientific research unit, the look on his face when the novice researchers under him calculated the inexplicable results of the experiment, he tried to raise his head, and a tingling pain erupted in the back of his head, as if a sharp spear pierced his medulla, and there was only infinite pain in his completely unconscious mind.

The sharp pain lasted for more than a minute, until Guo Ning regained his ability to think slightly, controlled his breathing and slowly calmed down, he felt sweat constantly oozing from his forehead, and strangely enough, the back of his head did not feel wet at all.

"Professor Guo, your physical condition is not good, although the doctor thinks that you can be relieved of anesthesia now, but you are not able to move."

"What disease do I have? It's not right......" Guo Ning's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and then he closed his eyes, and the stinging back of his head made him understand that he couldn't shake his head to show his denial: "If it's just a sudden illness, then Mr. Police shouldn't appear next to this bedside, in other words, a lawyer or an insurance company is more suitable, and I have the habit of checking my body regularly, and I won't have chronic diseases......"

Listening to Guo Ning's words, the police froze for a moment, his expression was a little strange, and he seemed to be a little disappointed:

"Professor Guo, are you sure you don't remember what happened to you?"

"I don't remember."

Guo Ning gradually got used to the pain for a long time, at least at this moment he felt a lot more relaxed, although it was still unbearable, but it didn't make him even unable to think.

He remembered his previous memories, he didn't know how he got here, and the last memory was that day he got out of class and went home to sleep, and then he woke up like this.

Did someone attack themselves while they were sleeping? Guo Ning began to endure a headache and recall who he had offended over the years, and he couldn't figure out who he had a grudge with, although he was usually not amiable, but this was due to his personality, and there was no psychological distortion among his colleagues who would be a killer because of his cold personality, and the field he studied was an unpopular subject that others were unwilling to patronize, and he usually didn't make trouble.

The pain in the back of his head began to be intense again, Guo Ning grinned and began to wonder who had such a deep hatred with him, this was by no means the pain that a stuffy stick could cause, and he was extremely confused, his sleeping position had always been a standard upright body, what kind of quirks did the night raider have, and he actually bothered to turn him over.

He was more curious about what kind of murder weapon could cause the current pain, he could feel the pain in the back of his head piercing the nerve was definitely not caused by a simple fracture, if it was a fracture of that degree, he should not feel any pain now.

Confused thoughts came one after another, he took a deep breath and asked the policeman sitting next to the bed, "Officer, what can you tell me?" ā€

The policeman nodded, picked up a stack of materials and displayed them in front of Guo Ning: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhou Yang, I am the commissioner of Interpol, before answering your questions, I suggest you take a look at these people." ā€

On the piece of paper is a clear color photo of the head, the woman in the photo is forty years old, her face reveals a serious and serious, at the moment of seeing the woman's appearance, Guo Ning's eyes were in a trance, and then a seeping blue and black appeared on his pale face, and the originally calm expression was distorted again.

Continue to turn the page, and several other big-headed photos appear in Guo Ning's field of vision in turn, plus the European woman at the beginning, a total of two Chinese, three white, and one black.

Guo Ning's pupils contracted violently, and the sharp pain in the back of his head turned into a kind of chaos under extreme stimulation, and the endless shock slowly squeezed distant memories out of the depths of his mind until his brain was empty and blank.

"You know them, don't you?"

"Yes." Guo Ning nodded: "What's wrong with them?" ā€

Zhou Yang flipped the page, and the two photos posted on the new page were the white woman on the first page, lying in a pool of blood with her eyes bulging, and the photo below was a photo of the back of the head, and the three bright red blood holes in the middle of the back of the head were bright and dazzling.

Looking at the frozen picture of red and white brains mixed with blood flowing out of the blood hole, Guo Ning suddenly understood why he was lying here.

……****

"He doesn't seem emotionally stable." Tony plucked the long-extinguished cigarette butt in his mouth and squinted at his colleague.

"No matter who has three big holes in their occipital bone and hurts the medulla oblongata, they will not be mentally stable. It's a blessing to be able to survive, and don't forget what the first few were like. Zhou Yang replied lightly.

"So I don't agree with you to call him up now, just now the doctor scolded me for a bloody squirt, the back of the guy's head was just stitched up and bleeding, the doctor said we shouldn't stimulate him, hell, it was your idea, why was it me who was sprayed? It's not fair! Tony babble, "And what are you doing?" Look at the information, ****, have you read it a few times. ā€

"Even if I read it once, it's still very interesting." Zhou Yang raised the information in his hand: "Guo Ning, born in 1972, a native of Nanjing, Jiangsu, graduated from the Department of Philosophy of Peking University in 1994, traveled to the United States in the same year, entered Cornell University for further study in philosophy, dropped out the following year, obtained a doctorate in software engineering from Stanford University in 2010, and returned to China in 2012 as an associate professor and graduate tutor of the School of Information Science and Technology of Beijing Institute of Technology...... A person who studied philosophy went to a foreign country and changed his career to computer science for a few years? ā€

"Maybe it's because I have come to a free country and felt a new academic atmosphere, and I may not be able to find that my previous major is not suitable for me."

"So, what about the middle decade?" Zhou Yang frowned: "You said that the information provided by the Chinese side is unreliable, but what has he done in the past ten years?" ā€

"That's to ask the FBI." Tony spread his hands: "They're responsible for this kind of thing." ā€

"But the current situation is that they refuse to provide information." Zhou Yang threw down the information a little angrily: "Don't talk about this, they refused to provide the information of the first few victims." ā€

"After all, this kind of thing involves several secret departments where those people worked." Tony was also helpless.

Zhou Yang sighed: "In this way, when will this case be solved?" ā€

"Detected? Do you know, dear Zhou, I have a hunch that we can't solve this case. ā€

Tony let out a long sigh suddenly.

"In my experience, none of the transnational cases involving organizations like the FBI have been handled by Interpol. Ok, I know you're irritable right now, but now I feel like I have to make some milk tea and catch up on sleep, do you need it? Oh looks like you don't need to, see you later. ā€

Seeing his colleague kicking away, Zhou Yang was stunned for a while, rubbed his somewhat swollen head, frowned and continued to flip through the information in his hand.

The last one of the materials was not shown to Guo Ning, the thing on it had a long and slender tail, a metallic body, a smooth round head with three tentacles sticking out, and the sharp claws at the front of the tentacles were dripping with blood, the shape was delicate and hideous, but it was full of a strange spirituality.

Zhou Yang has been working in the criminal police position for nine years, in fact, he was involved in the industry even earlier.

He is a person born with special paranoia, as the saying goes, 'get to the bottom of it', his family discovered this quality of him at a very young age, and his parents did not force Zhou Yang to correct this kind of problem in the eyes of ordinary people like ordinary people, but guided him to the right path according to the situation.

As early as a teenager, he began to train as a detective, and then entered the criminal investigation system step by step according to the plan, and saw a lot of various cases in the past few years, but this time he faced something that gave him a strong intuition.

The case at hand may be the most bizarre case he has ever been exposed to.

If you can kill someone, a pistol is enough, and you can use a lot of effort to make such a high-tech crime tool? Even without the identification of technical staff, Zhou Yang can see at a glance that there is no problem in making a few real guns with the craftsmanship level of this kind of thing.

Seeking secrecy? In fact, the secrecy of the night assassination is not as high as imagined, and a thin needle as light as a feather in the crowd with a slow-release drug is enough to make it impossible for anyone investigating the crime to trace effective information at the scene of the crime.

As for the third watch in the middle of the night, a remote-controlled high-tech murder tool was used to break through the window and make the crime scene bloody......

What's even more bizarre is that when the victim was found, three of them were not completely dead......

From the perspective of a senior criminal policeman, this modus operandi has no concealment at all, and there is no such thing as assassination, if you use one word to describe it, it is curiosity.

A case involving high technology and a rather curious modus operandi.

In the history of the case in Zhou Yang's mind, none of them could correspond to the situation in front of him.

This undoubtedly activated the inquisitive personality tendencies in his mind, but he also understood that, as his colleagues said, it was unlikely that this case would continue to be investigated by them.

Human beings are a hierarchical group, this is the order that social animals must have, for human beings such a complex highly intelligent organism, this order is more complicated, the interests of different social classes determine the information asymmetry between classes, in simple words, there are many things, people at the top of the social order do not want everyone to know.

Zhou Yang couldn't help but sigh, rubbed his eyes and stood up from the chair, turned his gaze to the screen, and was stunned to find that a group of doctors and nurses were pushing Zhou Ning's hospital bed out of the ward under the command of a group.

"Wait a minute!" Zhou Yang hurriedly rushed out to block the person who was blocking the cart, while showing his ID: "This is an important party in a transnational homicide, and no one can move without the permission of the police." ā€

He pushed away the people around the hospital bed and saw Guo Ning on the hospital bed.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, his face pale, motionless as a wooden man.

"I made them move." A square-faced middle-aged man in a military uniform stood opposite Zhou Yang.

"Old Yang?!" Zhou Yang's expression was stunned.

This person named Yang Jianhua Zhou Yang is no stranger, six years ago, he also teamed up with this person on the southern border to crack a big smuggling case, and got along for half a year, and later heard that this person was promoted back to the capital and entered the secret department, but he didn't expect to see him again here.

Zhou Yang and Yang Jihua also did not greet each other: "Old Yang, why are your people here?" ā€

"They didn't say that, they just told us to protect him as soon as possible." Yang Jianhua handed a cigarette to Zhou Yang: "I don't know the specific situation, anyway...... It seems that the above has already been determined, and this is not an ordinary criminal case. ā€

"Not an ordinary criminal case? What is that? Zhou Yang frowned, looked at Yang Jianhua's expression and asked, "I know the rules, but can you tell me something more?" ā€

Yang Jianhua looked at Zhou Yang with a scrutinizing gaze for a while, as if to determine whether he was reliable, and finally shook his head, approached and whispered, "It is said to be related to the US government." ā€

"......Huh" Zhou Yang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and a feeling in his heart was that it was indeed so. Colleagues and their hunches are realized, and the case involves this level, then it is not something they can get involved in.

Zhou Yang cleaned up his mood, lit a cigarette and looked at Yang Jianhua: "When are you going to deliver the information?" ā€

"It's hard to say, you wait first, I will transport the people first, and there will be a notice later."

Zhou Yang nodded, and a sense of loss suddenly arose in his heart, it was a pity that he couldn't explore a strange case for a person like him who was used to getting to the bottom of everything, but after years of training, he was able to control this emotion, at least so that this emotion no longer interfered with the judgment of important things.

He turned his head to look at Guo Ning who was lying on the hospital bed, and was about to turn around and leave, at this moment Guo Ning's gaze retracted from the ceiling, and after a week of wandering around, he happened to meet Zhou Yang's eyes, as if he had found the target in this moment, his godless eyes burst into bright light in an instant, and his lips moved slightly and spoke silently, that expression in Zhou Yang's eyes invisibly coincided with the desperate expression of the believers who had broken faith in several cult cases that had been cracked in the past, and every opening and closing of his lips was extremely clear in Zhou Yang's eyes.

He pulled out a pen and paper and quickly jotted down the next line of text.

Yang Jianhua noticed the details of the incident just now with the unique sensitivity of a soldier, and he looked at Zhou Yang's notebook vigilantly.

"Do you lip talk?"

Zhou Yang hesitated for a moment, glanced at Guo Ning on the hospital bed, nodded, and his expression became a little strange.

"What did he say?"

Zhou Yang glanced down at the notebook, looked up at Yang Jianhua, and read it out word by word:

"He said, 'They succeeded, and humanity is going extinct.'"