"As I said, we don't really know the person in the photo. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"My gut tells me that you don't just know this person, you know this person."

"That's not your intuition, it's your delusion."

"I'm never delusional."

"Never now, because you do have delusions."

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“…………………………”

In the dimly lit room, the conversation between Quentin Lance and Nia Wilson has not been interrupted since they woke up, Kenny, who was still holding Lance to attract attention at the beginning, and Kenny, who was responsible for untying the hemp rope, finally chose to give up after struggling for a long time, and turned his head to join Lance's battle group, but his combat effectiveness was limited, and he couldn't interject two words, so he could only watch the "mouth fight" between Lance and Nia.

"Hey, I'm serious, officer, your behavior makes me want to tear you to pieces of minced flesh, you know?" As if tired of the endless verbal exchange with Lance, Nia reached out and grabbed Lance's forehead, and the demon mask suddenly dilated in Lance's pupils, and the cold words drifted into Lance's ears.

"But don't worry, I'm not going to kill you now," said Nia, as if remembering that there was another person beside her, and turned her head to look at Kenny, who kept looking at the room, "Of course there are you." ”

"I don't know why you said you don't know this person, but it's okay, my intuition tells you that you not only know this person, but also know him well, and you say that if I use you as bait, I will be able to make this man appear in front of me?"

Nia, apparently thrilled by her flawless plan, eventually gave Lance a throat-slitting ritual when the mood came.

"Lance, do you know who that guy in the picture is?"

Looking at Nia Wilson, who had fallen into delusion for some reason, Kenny quietly moved his steps to Lance's side, poked Lance with his elbow, and asked softly.

"I really don't know, and the devil knows why he thinks he knows this man." His voice was lowered with a hint of annoyance, and his expression was calm, but Lance's heart was not as calm as it appeared.

Jace Quinn.

The name, the man, was the man in the photograph in Nia Wilson's hand, and that could not be wrong, Lance could be sure.

Out of protection for Jace and a desire to learn, Lance naturally would not tell these situations and discusses, and Lance also had a faint curiosity in his heart.

Flipping through Jace Quinn's resume, you will be surprised to develop this proud man known as the Quinn family, surrounded by all kinds of flowers and applause along the way, Jace Quinn has always been an insurmountable mountain pressing on the heads of many rich second generations in Starling City, pressing them breathlessly.

He is smart, he is filial, he is capable, and his prominence in high school has made the leaders of major consortia look sideways.

How did such a perfect and almost outrageous person get involved with this psychopathic guy in front of him?

Why did Jace Quinn, who has been a good baby since he was a child, know this very evil person?

A series of questions brought Lance's heart to the apex, the problems of the rich, and Lance always felt as if he was in trouble in the rich circle.

"Come on, come on, don't have a cold face, smile at the camera." Lance, who was in deep thought, was awakened by Nia's greeting, and looked up to see the man who looked mentally ill tinkering with a DV machine and kept waving in the direction of Lance and the others.

"Hello Starling, I'm Nia Wilson, of course, you may not know me, but you certainly know these two respectable officers behind me," after a rambling opening remark, the DV camera focuses on Lance and Kenny with their hands tied.

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An hour later, the Starling City Police Department.

"Yes, that's right, these two are the guardians of the city - the glorious police!!" In the video, the man wearing the devil's hood is making extremely exaggerated and funny movements, and the sudden increase in volume makes the eardrums of everyone in the police station tingle.

"As for why these two Guardians are here, well, that's a long story, so I won't go into too much detail here, oh yes, I almost forgot, in fact, that's what I recorded this video for." The "evil ghost" in the video took out a clear photo from the pocket of his jacket,

"Because the two police officers behind me don't know each other, I can only trouble everyone in the police station to help, when you find the person in the photo, please call the phone number at the bottom of the screen, I will answer it 24 hours a day on the other end of the phone~"

The "evil ghost" turned around and threw a flying kiss, and everyone in the disgusting police station got goosebumps, and then, the video stopped playing, and a clear photo was fixed in the eyes of everyone in the police station.

“……………………… Examine! Immediately! Right away! Examine! The police station Boos's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his sharp eyes swept over everyone present, and he shouted in a low voice.

An hour ago, the police station received an unsigned email from the mailbox, and the content of the email was a video that had just been played on the computer.

"I don't care what method you use, I must find out where this bastard who provokes the police is hiding, understand?!"

"Understood."

"And Bart, I'll have the technical department restore the photo to you later, make sure you recognize who the person in the photo is, understand?"

"Understood"

"Everyone, action!"

At the director's order, the crowded office was empty in a matter of minutes, leaving the director alone in his chair in contemplation, the angry look on his face vanished, replaced by a complicated face.

Although the face of the "evil ghost" was completely obscured by the hood, the voice and the tone of the voice that was unique reminded the director of a man who had been swept into the garbage heap by him.

It was a financial crisis that affected the whole world, but it directly led to a major change in the upper class of the entire Starling City.

Thinking about it, a look of hesitation appeared on the director's face,

After a long time, the director of the bureau, who hesitated for a long time, still chose to dial the phone.

"Malcolm, his men are back." After Malcolm Merlin answered the phone, the director's deliberately lowered voice reached his ears, making him stunned and pause in his movements.

"You, say it again?"

"His people, back." After taking a deep breath and calming his mind, the director repeated his previous words.