Without precise coordinates to guide you, anyone can get lost in the desert, especially in the middle of the night.

"Judging from the wreckage at the scene, Vice Captain Eric only brought his regular gun, and he also went to the bar in Senglong Town to drink before leaving here, which shows that there was no fight in his original plan."

Lu Xiang finished investigating all the wreckage that could be found at the scene and came to a conclusion, "So, it is very likely that the person who brought him here was a person who was so trusted by him that he died here without any preparation." ”

In this vast desert, even if the law enforcers wanted to investigate afterwards, there was no way to find out.

"I've always felt that this corpse is in a weird position."

Song Lan stood at the location where Lu Xiang deduced that Eric had been attacked, looking up at the sky that had already darkened.

This angle is where the revolver gun on the gunship shoots at him, what is the knee-jerk reaction of ordinary people if they encounter this situation?

Cover your head or chest with your hands, and run straight in the direction of the hovercar.

However, when facing the minigun, Eric made a rather bizarre move - when he was shot and fell, he turned sideways and struggled to bury his right arm in the sand, using his own body as cover to block his arm.

That's why the bones in his chest and the left half of his body were almost completely shattered.

"I've investigated his right hand and he hasn't had a prosthetic implant."

Lu Xiang naturally noticed this unusual place, but she didn't understand why Eric was desperately protecting her right hand for a while.

"He has only undergone surgery on the prosthetic eye and the tendon strengthening of the leg, the rest of the parts are original, and the prosthetic eye has been completely destroyed......"

For the sake of Song Lan's mental health, she didn't continue.

Without any cover, Eric's head was hit by a dozen rounds of Minigun bullets, and whatever was implanted in it was completely scrapped.

"Could it be this thing?"

Song Lan stretched out her hand, glanced at the mark on her wrist, and swiped it on the code scanner in the compound every day when she commuted to and from work, just like the function of the employee card.

But since Eric had been buried in the sand for nearly a week, most of the skin on his right arm, which he had tried his best to preserve, had dried out, and all that remained in front of them was the bones.

If his colleagues had found his body the next day, which had not yet been buried by the sand, they would have been able to tell the truth from his strange posture.

But unfortunately, until now, his colleagues still thought that he was just going on a business trip.

"This imprint can also be used as an unlocking order for some cybersecurity locks."

Lu Xiang suddenly said that before Song Lan spoke, she didn't think of this possibility, because the location of the mark is not fixed, and it can be decided by the user himself, and even if he really rejects the mark, he can also log it into the mobile phone.

The downside is that once the phone is lost, the picker can use the imprint to get a lot of information about the owner.

"I should have transferred you to the Crime Analysis Division."

Lu Xiang felt that if Song Lan could always put her mind on work, they would definitely be able to crack a lot of hanging eucalyptus deposited in the early years, but how to keep Song Lan motivated to work is probably much more difficult than breaking the eucalyptus itself, in her opinion, it is basically the same level of difficulty as the invention of the perpetual motion machine.

"Director, there's actually something I've been hiding from you."

Hearing this, Song Lan immediately covered his forehead with his left hand, his expression was painful, and beads of sweat flowed down his cheeks, "Reasoning will cause a great load on my spirit, and once I reason for more than 5 minutes a day, it will cause irreparable consequences." ”

Song Lan knew that the excuse he came up with was not tenable at all, but what he wanted to gamble on was not to deceive Lu Xiang at all, but that the latter would feel sorry for him and would not put too much workload on him.

This is the advantage of being in love with the department head.

How much work he has, in the end, it's not all a matter of Lu Xiang's words.

Lu Xiang sighed, she had heard that while fate opens a window for you, it will definitely close a door for you.

This is very obvious in Song Lan.

Fate, while giving him unparalleled abilities and a brilliant mind, turned him into a salted fish.

"The problem now is that with his current state, we can't extract the imprint."

"But at least, we know that he has something hidden in the department, and we don't know if the hackers have a way to crack the contents."

"The law enforcement department uses an internal network, and it is difficult to hack into the internal network from the outside, and even if the hackers have the ability, they do not have the courage to go against the law enforcement in the capital."

The image of the law enforcers in the capital of the Twelfth is different from that of the Seventeenth District, and the other party can really bring fear to the criminals, as can be seen in the fact that they have only had one case of vicious injury in a month.

"What if I find a way to lend out his computer?"

"I can try."

Lu Xiang said a little reluctantly, the most important thing is not the technical reason, but isn't it the same as knowing the law and breaking the law?

Hacking into and stealing information from law enforcement agencies is a felony wherever it is.

Lu Xiang, who had never done anything like a traitor, was condemned by his conscience just by thinking about it, but right now, this was probably their only chance to find out the truth.

The disappearance of the former leader, the brutal murder of Captain Eric who was lured to the "outside world", the rewritten surveillance footage, and the massive influx of CTEA-32 tell her that these events do not exist alone, and that there is an invisible black hand behind the scenes.

She took a deep breath, "Go steal Eric's computer at night, but don't let anyone else find out." ”

"Don't worry, I'm a professional."

"Huh?"

Lu Xiang frowned, staring at Song Lan with suspicious eyes, "Why are you a professional?" What else have you stolen? ”

"Your heart."

For a moment, the sand fell into a dead silence, and even the onlookers Death Crab froze in place.

After a long time, Lu Xiang had to bend down and pat Song Lan's shoulder from behind.

If she remembered correctly, it should be Song Lan who suddenly said something amazing, right?

Why didn't she, the one who was molested, have not had time to blush, but the flirtatious person was so ashamed that he squatted down with his back to her, almost burying his head in the sand?

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about me."

Song Lan still maintained the same posture, "I'll study the use of 'Loser's Eating Dust' a little. ”

For a moment, his mind jerked and he thought of a way that he thought would be the perfect way to divert the subject.

But as soon as he said it, he regretted it.

Looking at Lu Xiang's shocked eyes, he really wanted to learn the Death Crab and plunged directly into this sea of sand.

Obviously, this trick works very well in the movie, why did all the flavors change as soon as he said it?

Song Lan couldn't figure it out, and she didn't want to continue thinking about it.

He just wanted to use the Loser Eater to rewind the clock five minutes ago and act like nothing had happened.