[Cruise ship X fatality case solved, experience points +300]

[Level 18 (900/3400)]

As expected.

In this case, there is very little experience value.

The next upgrade is just around the corner.

Although it is a little boring, this is the norm for solving cases.

"For some reason, Mores didn't want me to continue to investigate George's death in depth, and in exchange, she gave me a clue to a case, but the problem is that this case is still in the planning process and has not officially begun."

Dean thought for a moment, then continued to focus on the book in hand.

Reading is a good habit.

It can help people precipitate temperament and intellectuality.

There is one thing to say.

Although Dean did not feel that his temperament had improved significantly, during this period of time, he was familiar with the basic knowledge of various subjects, and it was not an exaggeration to praise himself as a literate rogue.

The time of two weeks is like flowing water.

Duration.

Dean took his squad and went out to the police several times.

But it's basically headless murders.

What is Headless Murder?

Cases where there are no clues, no purpose, and even the owner of the body is difficult to determine legally.

This kind of case, even for Dean, will be very difficult to solve, and he may put in a lot of energy, and in the end he still finds nothing.

He's not a man with an iron head.

On average, the number of deaths in Los Angeles is more than 600,000 per year, and of course, factors such as natural aging and death from illness account for the vast majority.

The number of unnatural deaths, according to statistics, is only about two or three thousand.

Average it down.

That's about three or four people dying every day.

And most of these cases will become a number, and they do not have the 'value' of solving the case (the cost performance of solving the case is too low).

Dean isn't a mess though.

But those headless cases, after more than three days without finding clues, he directly archived and forwarded them to Lawrence, and he read books every day, or called everyone to get together at night to take care of the 'dream chasers' who poured into this big city.

End of March.

Closed tomorrow.

Dean put down the book in his hand, looked at a chat pattern on the computer with a small umbrella open, and smiled.

This is his and Mike's exclusive chat software.

This time.

He often communicates with Mike about knowledge.

The intimacy between the two is visibly enhanced.

None of this is critical.

The point is.

The gadget that Dean had been thinking about to evade the monitoring of the 'Lucifer Game Organization', and little Mike finally got it out!

Why did he pretend he didn't know anything after being disgusted by this organization?

Fear is one thing.

The absence of anti-surveillance means is another aspect!

Far from it, let's talk about the "Fallen Brave" game.

Nine times out of ten, this thing is the handiwork of the Lucifer Games Organization.

seem

This organization, since before it came to this world, has been trying to find ways to collect talents through various channels, and transform itself from an online 'platform' to an online and offline integration.

This volume.

There is no complete certainty before.

Dean will no longer be as fierce as he was before, and choose to be tough.

The more you know.

The more he perceives the depths of the 'Lucifer Game Organization'.

It is more like a 'garbage can' that can carry the hearts of human beings, attracting a large number of unknown people, either bright or dark, through the line of the network, involved together, venting their needs and the unknown side, and through this network, constituting an employment network platform that many people cannot build independently in reality.

on this virtual platform.

Life, emotions, and even your time have become goods and have value.

That may be a bit esoteric.

To sum up in one sentence.

That is, powerful people need a trash can to satisfy all kinds of unknown quirks in their hearts, and other people who are struggling at all levels of society can also use this trash can to obtain relatively safe wealth and do some things that they can't do in reality.

Mutual benefit.

It has become the key reason why this organization has been stable until now!

Dean sometimes wonders, too.

This organization simply cannot be destroyed.

What he can do is that under the premise of safety, which tentacle of the other party provokes him, which tentacle will be broken.

Little Mike's residence.

Dean accompanies Mike to his underground laboratory after enjoying a nutritious meal prepared by the maid.

Compared to before.

Little Mike is in better shape.

And just some.

Without a breakthrough, his situation is not optimistic.

Crunch~

The intelligent electric wheelchair, under the control of Mike, flexibly shuttles through the passage, leading Dean to a new space.

"This is my new lab for 'intelligence'." , which Mike Jr. introduced to Dean.

Dean looked at the small room full of electronic equipment, and wondered, "I remember this wasn't the place where you were researching some weapons before, and who helped you get to where you are now?" ”

"Those servants!" , Xiao Mike smiled anthropomorphically: "Since those people came, my research on psychology has improved a lot, I have basically figured out those people, and selected a few for 'training', and now they are all reliable." ”

Hear here.

Dean was silent.

This is the horror of genius.

It is difficult for ordinary people to keep up with the growth of each other.

Even Dean, before this, didn't expect that just arranging some people to take care of Little Mike would allow him to directly improve his psychological research, which he is not good at, to the point where he can influence people's hearts in a short period of time.

This moment.

He was even glad that Mike Jr. was not in good health.

otherwise

This little guy is very disturbing.

Dean was full of thoughts in his heart, and he was silent on the surface, and praised: "Your progress is amazing, and I'm glad that you look like you have a little more human smell on you now." ”

"Thanks for the compliment."

Little Mike smiled faintly and led Dean to a shelf.

To take care of his situation.

It looks more like a kid's tool room, with a small table and an area for placing items, which is not very high.

Dean lowered his head and took a closer look at the shelf.

There aren't many things, just three.

On top is a face mask, which looks a bit like a gas mask, with a metallic texture, sprayed with paintings, giving the impression of a 3D skull mouth.

Under the mask, there is a semi-oval electronic screen, the size of a baby's palm, with only two switches, one red and one black, on it, and under the switch, there is a buckle, which seems to have something hidden inside.

Underneath the electronic screen, there is a mediocre barrel.

Xiao Mike pointed to the mask: "Customized according to your requirements, the skull mask, which can automatically adjust the electronic tones of men, women and children, shield the electronic signals around about ten meters, and at the same time has the basic function of a gas mask, and its material is built with a special alloy, if you have a hard mouth, you can even use a mask to directly block the bullets of ordinary pistols." ”

It's a great masking tool.

Dean flicked his mouth, made a popping sound, and smiled, "My mouth looks crisp and hard, and there should be no problem." ”

"I'm just kidding, if you really use your face to catch a bullet, there is a high probability that you will break your face, because the muscles and bones of the brittle face are difficult to resist the impact of the bullet."

Little Mike rolled his eyes humanely and pointed to the second small and delicate electronic screen:

"This one is a jammer and a tracker.

Usually you are connected to the car, which can interfere with the positioning, and when you connect to the mobile phone, the effect is the same.

If you want to track someone, open the clasp below, and there will be three tracking chips inside.

These tracking chips, although a little inferior, can still emit invisible radio waves at a frequency of three times per minute within 24 hours.

As long as it is within a kilometer of the chip.

You can receive an approximate location through the electronic screen. ”

Hearing this, Dean picked up the electronic screen, opened the buckle, and found that the so-called tracking chip in Xiao Mike's mouth was somewhat like the very small electronic battery placed in the children's watch, which was glued together and seemed to have good magnetism.

He put the things away and said casually, "Did you make this thing with the help of magnetic field knowledge?" ”

"Dean, you've been making rapid progress in your knowledge lately, but if you want to understand how this thing works, it may take you to waste a whole day of my time."

Xiao Mike blinked his eyes, and his tone was sincere: "So I'm sorry, my advice to you is to suppress your curiosity, and when your cultural level comes up, you will understand the principle of this thing." ”

Dean: "."

Sincerity is nirvana.

He was speechless about Mike's suggestion.

"Well, what's that last thing?" Dean shifted the subject, pointing to the last unremarkable, silent barrel.

"This is the silencer."

After saying so much, Xiao Mike rubbed his eyes a little tiredly, and explained: "Ordinary silencers, to a certain extent, can prevent the sound waves from spreading in a large area, confined to a small area, this is actually the same, but it fits into multi-caliber firearms, can be adjusted freely, and the sound insulation effect is better!" ”

Hear the words.

Dean picked up the small silenced barrel and looked at it.

The traditional silencing barrel is actually very cumbersome to use.

Generally, there are two types.

One is fixed threaded assembly and disassembly.

That is, a silenced barrel with a pistol.

This requires the proper thread to be machined outside the barrel, and then the silencer tube is screwed on, as if a clumsy tip had been added.

This method, which is relatively primitive, is also prone to damage to the barrel thread, resulting in the silencer being directly unusable.

The other is the quick-release type.

Since the silencer needs to be threaded, I will directly prepare the machined threading tool, as long as this tool can be embedded outside the barrel, it can also play a fixed role.

This silencer of Little Mike is like this.

The connection port of the silencer pipe has a movable spiral that can be adjusted freely.

In this case, you only need to put the connector into the corresponding barrel, twist it lightly, fix it, and you can use it, and according to the different barrels, it can also be adjusted at any time, and it can be installed and disassembled at any time.

Little Mike saw that Dean was very interested in this silenced barrel, so he reminded: "Adding this will affect your shooting accuracy, so you need a certain amount of time to get used to, and the external buckle connection is not as tight as the thread, and in the case of strenuous exercise, it may cause the silencer to fall off." ”

Dean took out a black gun from his arms, and after a brief familiarization, he put on the silencer, shook a gun flower, and said with a smile: "This is nothing for a master, besides, do you mind if I test the effect of this silencer here?" ”

"There's a special room for experimenting with diaphragms, and you should know where." Little Mike yawned: "The therapist asked me to pay attention to the rest time, which can reduce the consumption of the body and make my body last longer, so I went back to sleep first." ”

"Go ahead, I'll leave through the dark passage after I'm done experimenting!"

Farewell to Mike.

Dean was excited to go to the basement's special soundproofed room.

There is sound insulation here, and some extremely small explosion tests can be carried out with confidence.

Naturally, there is no problem with shooting.

The premise is that you have to be careful not to get hit by ricochets.

Not much.

Dean put away his things and left Michael's secret base through an inconspicuous passageway.

Closed.

Dean is enjoying his mom, Sheila.

Suddenly.

Jingle bell~

The phone rang from his pocket.

"Is there a cute little sweetheart looking for you to date, Dean?", the little sister Sinclair, playing with a poker card in her hand, but all her attention was on Dean.

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

Sinclair feels that his second brother seems to be getting more and more honest recently.

Dean rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone.

See the caller.

He was shaken.

Because it's Eve's call!

Dean hurriedly got up, took the phone, walked quickly to the small courtyard, and after scanning the surroundings, he made sure that there was no one, and then clicked on: "Eve, the weather is good today, do you want to go fishing?" ”

"Fishing is boring, but I've recently gotten some good bait, so if you need it, bring a small box of umbrellas and come to me for an exchange."

On the other end of the phone, Eve's voice was flirtatious.

This woman, the relationship with Dean, from the beginning of the force, to the later initiative, vividly deduced to Dean what is called 'real hunters, all appear in front of you as prey'.

Dean raised his eyebrows and looked at the sky: "It's nine o'clock in the morning, are you sure I want to bring a box of small umbrellas?" ”

"It's okay not to wear it." , Eve's tone is brisk: "I recently found a very good yoga teacher, she taught me some tricks, maybe you can give it a try." ”

"Wait!"

Hang up.

Dean said hello to his mother and drove to Eve's house.

Bait is not real bait.

Dean learned from Mores that there seemed to be a black police officer on Eve's side who wanted to do something, so he told Eve directly about the situation.

So, Eve's call is to tell Dean that she has found her target!

(End of chapter)