Wang Xiaoliang is very hesitant now. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After the inconclusive interrogation of Lu Liu, he received a mysterious email on his computer, in line with the professionalism of the police, Wang Xiaoliang should not have any expectations for this kind of unknown email, but his intuition told him that in this strange email, there may be a breakthrough in the chaos in the magic capital today.

The email was sent from overseas, but as an experienced police officer, even Wang Xiaoliang, who is not in charge of cybersecurity, can see that there is a high probability that the address is fake.

Although all indications indicate that the email contains many uncertain factors, the title of the email still attracted Wang Xiaoliang to click on the content of the email.

The content of the email is very simple, what is left on it is just an IP address, which makes people scratch their heads, and if you pull the email down, you will find that there is a line of small text on the last page, "Please pay attention to tomorrow's wonderful video." ”

Is this the hope of saving the Demon Capital? Looking at this email marked with the title of the hope of the Demon Capital, Wang Xiaoliang subconsciously put his hand on the delete button.

Although his intuition is accurate, it is not a perfect shot, perhaps he has been too tired lately to have expectations for this kind of unknown spam. With this in mind, Wang Xiaoliang pressed the delete button and threw the email into the trash.

After doing this, Wang Xiaoliang still couldn't let go of it for a long time in his heart, due to the emergence of the Mutual Aid Committee for Progress in the Demon Capital, the city was falling into an extremely dangerous situation.

They are no ordinary criminals, and it might be more appropriate to describe them as terrorists, but they have no money or political demands, and simply want to correct all kinds of incivility in the magic city, which makes them even more dangerous.

Wang Xiaoliang has always believed that if a city wants to be harmonious and stable, it must rely on the power of the legal system, but if everything simply relies on the legal system, it is not entirely appropriate. Just like a precision machine, a lubricant called morality must be added to the parts called the legal system, and only in this way can this machine called Modu circulate smoothly every day.

But morality is a very ambiguous concept after all, it has no coercive force, and it is easy to be misused, causing people to embark on the road of extremism.

Morality can only be used to restrain oneself, not to judge others. This is what Wang Xiaoliang said to Lu Liu before, and now Lu Liu and his Magic City Progress Mutual Aid Committee are no longer satisfied with verbally criticizing other people's moral standards, but want to use their own morals and values to restrain everyone in the city.

This must be wrong! Wang Xiaoliang kept reminding himself of this in his heart. But if you really don't have the slightest doubt about all this, why do you have to remind yourself repeatedly in your heart?

"Yo, what are you thinking about?" Guan Yihong, who had returned from patrol, threw a can of iced coffee onto Wang Xiaoliang's table, making a heavy knocking sound.

Wang Xiaoliang, who was thinking, was interrupted by this heavy sound, and took a timely step out of some questions that he shouldn't be thinking about.

He picked up the can of coffee that Guan Yihong threw at him, skillfully opened the pull ring, and drank a big sip in one go, the slightly bitter cold liquid hit Wang Xiaoliang's mouth and taste buds, making his somewhat confused brain also sober up a lot.

"What did you bring me, why is it so bitter. After drinking all the liquid in the can, Wang Xiaoliang finally remembered to complain to Guan Yihong.

"Seeing that you are still the same as before, I am much more relieved. Guan Yihong suddenly said something with unknown meaning.

"What do you mean?" asked Wang Xiaoliang with a blank expression.

"It's not interesting, I just think your expression just now is a little weird, as if you have changed as usual, not like the one I knew before. Speaking of this, Guan Yihong tried his hard to open his already small eyes, looked at Wang Xiaoliang and said: "Although I always thought you were a bastard, at least you are a good bastard, you must not change, if you suddenly change, I will not get used to it." ”

After listening to Guan Yihong's words, Wang Xiaoliang, who usually always had a serious face, suddenly laughed: "You guy, what kind of good bastard, are you still good and bad? No, I really laughed to death." ”

"You guy's laugh is wrong......"

For such a moment, Wang Xiaoliang once stood at the crossroads of fate and was pulled back by Guan Yihong.

Following.

The blockade of the official website of the Modu Progress Mutual Aid Committee has still not made any progress, and the warning of killing 1,000 people a day is just like this website, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

The mutual reporting function of the sugar-coated layer of mutual aid is encased, which aggravates the suspicion and disbelief among the citizens, and erodes the hearts of every citizen of the Demon City together with the fear of death.

But ironically, the order in the city is indeed much better than in the past, and all kinds of phenomena such as littering, cutting in line, and fare evasion have been significantly reduced. The city, having lost its former vigor, is gradually beginning to become lifeless and sad.

Wang Xiaoliang, who had just finished from the street patrol, returned to the office of the General Administration and took a short rest, due to the lack of police, the people's soldiers stationed in the magic capital also participated in the daily patrol of the magic capital, but even so, compared to the entire magic capital, these manpower still seem to be a little insufficient, especially when they have to fight against a group of existences that are far beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

I don't know why, Wang Xiaoliang, who was sitting in the office at the moment, suddenly remembered the email he deleted yesterday, what did the sentence "Please pay attention to tomorrow's wonderful video" mean on it, and what was the meaning of the IP address on the email.

At this time, a call request suddenly popped up on the WeChat of his mobile phone, which startled Wang Xiaoliang, who was in a state of thinking, and when he took a closer look, he found that it was Guan Yihong who was sending him a video request.

As soon as he pressed the accept button, Guan Yihong's familiar voice directly used the mobile phone as the medium, crossed the distance of space, and directly reached Wang Xiaoliang's ears: "Look at the URL I just sent you!"

"Website?" Wang Xiaoliang asked suspiciously.

"Look at that video!" Guan Yihong shouted loudly on his phone.

When Guan Yihong said the word video, Wang Xiaoliang suddenly felt that something that had been bothering him in his mind was suddenly opened. He quickly closed the call with Guan Yihong and clicked on the video URL.

This is an ongoing live video broadcast of a mysterious figure in black armor surrounded by several water dragons, standing in the air, and confronting the warbler of the Demon Capital Progress Mutual Aid Committee.