"Demon, never die?"

Hearing this, Dean smiled silently.

He looked at Podolia, who was pale and reddish beside him: "You yourself and Merck discuss the follow-up of your cousin, I'm off work." ”

Now that we know where the cannibal demon hides.

Then it's better to pocket the experience as soon as possible, so as not to be surprised by the combination of Merck, who is not very reliable FBI agents, and let the other party escape again.

Podolia clearly didn't want to let Dean go like that.

She grabbed Dean's right hand, "Inspector Dean, it's my son's birthday in a few days, can you come over and participate?" ”

Dean directly refused: "Sorry, I've had a lot of things lately."

"Is it because I have a baby?"

"Or is it because I'm of Japanese descent that Inspector Dean, who has Chinese blood, doesn't like it?"

See how straightforward she said.

Dean didn't bother to be polite, nodded, and turned to leave.

He has no shortage of women, and there is no need to provoke a surviving person for that trembling.

Look at the back of him leaving.

Portolia's eyes showed a look of disappointment, and he sighed in his heart: "Dean-kun, I really want to associate with you, but you don't want to give Leah a chance, so I can only exchange you for a promotion." ”

Posture and temperament are her greatest capital.

Since it is useless.

That's maximizing the benefits.

She snuggled up to the cold wall, looking at her cousin in the interrogation room with a blank face, hidden in her sleeves, weak and boneless ten fingers, there was a cold spitting, hidden murder!

Out of the police station.

Dean first called his mother and said that he would not be going back today, then drove the car to a hotel, opened a room, and picked up the map of Los Angeles that he brought from the car to study.

According to Yuko Yamaguchi.

She did not come into direct contact with the cannibal demon, but placed him in her estate at Thirty-Four in the town of Bron on the outskirts of her.

This kind of small town manor is similar to the priest's residence where Dean killed earlier.

But considering that Yuko Yamaguchi is still a minor after all, even if the family gives her assets, it will not be too expensive.

So Dean guessed.

That place, which should be a vacation-like mountainous area, will not have too many people living around.

He turned on his mobile computer and typed in the Brown Town Manor to check, and found that it was located more than forty miles away from the city of Los Angeles, which was not far away, but because there was a basin around it, there were many mosquitoes, so it was indeed a remote place.

Put things away.

Dean simply cleaned up his search trails and walked out of the room and out of the hotel through the safe passage.

Not far from this hotel, there is one of his safe houses.

There were black guns and some gadgets that were convenient for him.

for the surroundings.

Dean is already familiar with the road.

In the dark.

He nimbly weaved through the blind spots, climbed through the fence outside the community, and reached his safe house.

Suddenly.

A chill appeared in his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Dean's figure flashed, and he didn't care about looking stupid, and the moment he entered the safe passage, he jumped three meters, stared at the wall, and jumped to the upper level of the passage.

People are in the air.

Bang bang bang~

The sound of gunfire in the dead night was deafening.

More than a dozen bullets instantly covered the direction that Dean had come from, crackling and splashing debris from the green dead branches in that area.

Just when Dean landed to change the magazine, hid in the cement flower bed, and was ready to continue the fire suppression.

A suppressed trembling voice with strong pain came from the area where his bullets were strafing: ", it's me!" ”

Hear this familiar voice.

Dean's finger that was about to be snapped down stopped.

He hid behind the flower bed, his ears trembled, and he wondered: "Anbei? ”

"It's me!"

"You psychopath, you almost killed me!"

Anbei lay on the ground, gasping for breath and being in shock.

It's scary.

He just wanted to scare Dean.

As a result, before he could shoot, more than a dozen bullets broke through the air and gave him a baptism.

Even though Anbei's reaction was far beyond ordinary people and he used evasive actions, there were still four bullets that hit him in the chest.

If it weren't for the body armor he was wearing, he was lucky and didn't get a headshot.

He has now gone to see Satan.

Even so.

Face the impact of four large-caliber steel core bullets at close range.

Anbei is also very uncomfortable now.

He didn't even dare to get up, for fear that the broken ribs would be inserted into his internal organs.

It's too embarrassing to die like that.

It was determined that it was Anbei.

Dean didn't let his guard down in the slightest.

He took advantage of Anbei's reply, quietly came around, and through the moonlight, he made sure that Anbei, who was lying on the ground, had no power to resist, and then strode over.

He squatted in front of Anbei with interest, pressed his chest, and whistled: "You are lucky to be wearing body armor." ”

Protected by body armor, Anbei was only injured in the ribs of the chest, not directly covered in blood.

"Shit luck!"

Anbei lay on the ground and rolled his eyes: "How did you find me?" ”

"Guess?"

Dean wasted no time, and after cleaning up the scene briefly, he grabbed Anbei and strode towards his safe house.

Don't look around, after the gunfire stopped, there was a dead silence, and there were no residents who even turned on the lights.

But he's sure someone must have called the police.

Shortly after they left.

Sirens sounded from the street outside

When the patrol officers are cautiously guarding the fence of the community, searching for possible victims and gunmen who have not yet left.

Dean had already taken Anbei to the underground of the safe house.

It's very basic.

But it's secluded and quiet.

Dean groped around Anbei's body, cleaned up all the murderous weapons on his body, and almost didn't pick up his meat bun to see if there was any entrainment in his sheep intestine trail, and then carefully checked his injuries.

Moment.

He shrugged: "You are indeed lucky, the ribs should only be cracked, not broken, if I help you fix it, you can recover a certain amount of mobility." ”

"Thank you so much!"

Anbei closed his eyes and let Dean fiddle with them.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

I haven't seen you in a while.

He felt that Dean was much more terrifying now than before.

"You're welcome."

Dean did not feel the slightest guilt about accidentally injuring Anbei.

There is only one life.

Don't talk about accidental injury.

Even if he overreacted and caused manslaughter, he would never regret and hesitate, at most buy a better coffin for the unlucky guy afterwards, and give his family some financial compensation.

Help Anbei deal with his injuries.

Dean took out a cigarette, and after being rejected by Anbei, he lit it alone, and after taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice: "You have been paying attention to me?" ”

Last time I fished at the house of the female reception officer.

Anbei appeared in a makeover, and deliberately made gestures in front of the camera he installed to warn himself, and by the way, he identified himself.

This.

I wanted to go to the safe house to change my clothes.

Anbei once again followed him.

This is no longer a simple coincidence and well-informed, which can be said to understand.

Anbei grinned and got up from the plank and awkwardly put on his coat.

After simple adaptation.

He was a little depressed and said, "Dean, it's not that I'm paying attention to you, it's the organization I joined recently, and they're paying attention to you." ”

"Lucifer Game Organization?"

"Yes!"

Anbei sighed and talked about what happened to him after he faked his death.

He violated the rules of the Dark World by forcibly slaughtering most of the members of the Carmen family in Los Angeles, resulting in a bounty hunt by those who are powerful.

For self-preservation.

He detonated a large amount of explosives at the Lincoln Farm owned by the Carmen family, used the material transmission channel of the underground factory, faked his death and escaped, and by the way, helped Dean clean up his handiwork in the underground laboratory, and helped him carry the pot again.

Afterwards.

Through disguise, Anbei infiltrated the remnants of the Carmen family, and was finally co-opted by a mysterious force.

And this force is the 'Lucifer Game Organization', which has always only existed in the online world!

"Can't the gunmen recognize their companions?" , Dean was a little skeptical of Anbei's words, and took a step forward with his hands quietly.

Once Anbei was found to be lying.

This distance was enough for him to exert his strength in an instant, and smash Anbei's head melon with one elbow.

Anbei inexplicably felt chills in his body.

Although he can't do Dean's perception of life and death crises, he has been born and died since he was a child, and his perception of danger is far beyond ordinary people, and he realizes that Dean has a murderous intent.

An Bei hurriedly explained: "This is my ancestral method, the bionic mask!" ”

said.

He turned around very inconveniently, lifted his hips, and swayed: "You touch my back!" ”

This guy's 'burning' wave behavior caused Dean to feel strongly uncomfortable!

Touch it!

Swing your uncle!

He stretched out his palm and covered Anbei's waist.

This touch immediately made a difference.

In this area, although the texture is very similar to the texture of the skin, the temperature is not right!

Dean held out his finger and pinched it gently.

A thin layer of skin like rubber and silicone skin broke away from Anbei's waist and appeared on his hand.

The texture of this thing is similar to skin, and when you touch it, you almost think it is human skin, but between the swings, it has good permeability, which is obviously not an ordinary industrial product.

Anbei explains:

"This is Huaguo's means of disguise, which used to be combined with some Chinese medicinal materials, animal skins, and human skins, which can be transformed to a certain extent after special cooking.

With the development of industry, the production of human skin masks has advanced a lot, with clay, it can be pinched into the appearance of many people, and with pseudophony, as long as you don't touch it with your own hands and keep staring, it is difficult to be recognized. ”

Such a?

Dean moved the idea of learning.

But now is not the time to do that.

He threw the leather item of unknown material in his hand back to Anbei, and changed the topic back: "Anbei, you said before that the Lucifer Game Organization has incorporated some of the gunmen left behind by the Carmen family, and is still paying attention to me?" ”

"Yes!"

Anbei showed an interested look and glanced at Dean, who gave him a sense of depression:

"The Lucifer Games organization has a bounty list, which is divided into inside and outside.

The internal bounty list is only viewed by insiders of the Lucifer Games organization.

As for the external bounty list, as long as the visitor logs in to the official website of the 'Lucifer Game Organization', it can be seen and completed to obtain the corresponding rewards.

The external one is generally a reward for virtual coins.

In addition to virtual currency, there is also a game currency unique to the Lucifer Gaming Organization.

Members of the organization can take those game coins and exchange them for money, internal assistance within the organization, and even if you want to become a rich man with an industry, a Z government employee with a certain amount of strength, or even join some special departments in the United States, you can do it.

This thing is similar to contributing value.

I just valued their internal bounty list, so I settled down, thinking of using their energy to become a sheriff in a remote area, and when the turmoil of the destruction of the Carmen family completely calmed down, I would come to you in a different way. ”

"Is my bounty hanging inside or outside?"

"Inside!" , Anbei coughed twice: "The bounty is very vague, as long as there are people, if they can provide you with meaningful information about a certain action, you can get a certain amount of game currency."

The premise is that it cannot be exposed.

The point is."

Anbei looked at Dean with a strange look in his eyes:

"Every two or three days, your detailed location will be accurately located, so that members of the organization located near you can find you for observation.

I know you're here because the organization just updated the hotel you're in. ”

Hear here.

Dean couldn't help but feel a little tingling in his scalp.

It's no wonder that when he was in the NSA's intelligence base, he just arrived on the front foot, and the female intelligence peripheral officer on the back foot betrayed his information

It turns out that I don't know when, but I've become a 'quest NPC'.

It's still the kind that explodes gold coins!

Dean rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes.

The spiritual attribute of the tall fifteen points became restless.

The memories that had been forgotten these days were like tornadoes, turning into fragments that resurfaced in Dean's mind and were slowly scrutinized by him.

Moment.

He opened his eyes and said confidently: "I can be sure that no one has been following me, I live in the hotel, and I also use other people's identification information!" ”

"What about the top of your head?"

Anbei asked rhetorically:

"I've not been a part of the Lucifer Games organization for a long time, but I can be sure that there are powerful hackers inside this organization as logistics, and even if it is to hack into the military satellites above our heads, it will not be difficult for them.

And you can't be sure that there are no people from military intelligence organizations, other than hackers. ”

Dean looked gloomily at the basement ceiling.

If so, it's even more troublesome.

Because it took so much thought, it means that the Lucifer Game Organization is not malicious to itself, but has a high-level and has raised interest in itself.

That unknown 'high-level', if he wants to subdue himself, will spend effort to secretly collect his own intelligence information little by little.

A day or two, maybe nothing.

But it's been a long time.

Not to mention that some of Dean's hidden things will be exposed, or he will be caught with some handles that can't be put on the table, just his logic and thinking mode will definitely be analyzed and understood by the other party.

Said before.

Psychology, most importantly, is essentially information.

Got hold of these.

It is not too simple for the other party to design and frame Dean, and finally blackmail him and do some other things.

But because of his small role, he put so much effort into it.

Is it worth it?

Dean was a rare lack of confidence.

To be a man, you must have a forced number.

He didn't feel that he was worthy of the price that others had to pay, so he absorbed himself in order to subdue him.

That's so narcissistic!

There must be something I haven't figured out, but it's very important!

There is too little information.

Dean wanted to break his head, but he didn't understand what he might have missed.

Fortunately, he has Anbei!

Come to think of it.

Dean looked at Anbei and didn't say what he thought directly.

He changed the subject and said, "Anbei, you came to me today, it shouldn't be just to remind me that the 'Lucifer Game Organization' is paying attention to my affairs, right?" ”

Anbei nodded:

"Yes, the bounty thing, to tell you, in fact, there is nothing you can do.

An offline member of the Lucifer Games organization, the identity is too complicated.

They could be a roadside cleaner, a waitress in a bakery, or even a colleague of yours

As long as you live on the bright side, it's hard to avoid this bounty.

The main reason why I came to you today is because of the 'cannibal demon'! ”

Anbei looked at Dean directly:

"I don't know why you're so murderous about these perverts.

But I must remind you that both the previous 'Toy Killer' and the current 'Ogre Demon' are involved in some of the arrangements of Lucifer's Game Organization.

They are being recruited by the Lucifer Game Organization.

You're now being rewarded, and you're actively participating.

Not once will it be discovered.

It's impossible to go undetected every time! ”

Dean frowned, "You mean, the 'Lucifer Game Organization' is now taking in some perverts?" ”

"Yes, my current identity level is too low, and the specifics are not clear, but I can vaguely guess that the perverts they attract have a unique charm that can attract some followers."

Anbei stared at Dean and said meaningfully: "If you have time, you can take a look at the religious books here, the reason why faith makes believers firm is because those who want to spread the faith first shed suffering and despair"

Hearing this, Dean was thoughtful.

He nodded: "Thank you for the reminder, I made a note of it!" ”

Anbei touched the fixed plank on his chest and sighed:

"Don't thank me.

I promised you that as long as you help me get revenge, I will do three things for you.

The old settlers must do what they say and do what they do!

Today, I'll just do it for you. ”

After speaking.

He stopped convincing Dean not to continue his contact with the 'cannibal' affair, and walked out of the basement with some difficulty.

Look at his back.

Dean whispered, "How can I contact you if I have something?" ”

"At the Sam biscuit shop, order 6 takeaways and give them to the homeless people outside, I will take the initiative to come to you when I receive the news", An Beitou did not reply, and his voice gradually drifted away.

Dean didn't trust him.

Anbei also didn't trust Dean either.

Now Dean gives him an indescribable sense of oppression and uneasiness, so much so that he is obviously unable to move now, and there may be patrols outside who are attracted by the sound of gunshots, and Anbei doesn't want to stay here.

watched Anbei leave.

Dean hesitated.

Since the 'Cannibal Demon' is also a member of the 'Lucifer Game Organization' and is recruiting An, do you want to do it tonight?

I'm sorry.

Because of the update problem, the recent plot seems to be slow.

But the dog thief is also helpless.

Recently, I have participated in three 'farewells' in my hometown.

Can you imagine the kind of disposable coffins in the crematorium, truckload by truck?

It's hard to put into words.

(End of chapter)