St. Mary's Forest Park was unusually quiet in the middle of the night, the vast lawn was covered with starry floor lamps, and Munch got out of the car and went to the place where Ginger fainted, the blood stains had been swept away, and the ground damaged by the bullets had been repaired completely.

The trash can not far away, there are obvious traces of turning. Munch took a closer look, and there was a shallow trail of bloody paw prints on the ground, mixed with brown and white animal hair.

"Bane!" Munch's heart tightened, and he followed the remaining traces all the way to the side of the hill next to the church.

Bane was lying on the edge of the hillside, beside him, a freshly dug pit in which Teddy's body lay inside. Munch ran over, Bane's tail wagging weakly, and his body collapsed in Munch's arms. The pure white hair is dyed yellow-black, and the two front paws are red and swollen due to the long digging and the nails are turned outward.

It turned out that Bane had been staying by Teddy's side, waiting for the police and Ginger to leave, then took his body out of the trash can and dragged it all the way to the church, ready to bury the dead Teddy.

In the night, Bane struggled to get up from Munch's arms, and kept arching his head into the pit, while Munch was silently helping by the side.

Ginger shed only a few tears for Teddy, mixed with the fear of the gunshots, and then casually threw the body into the trash. She wouldn't care, and soon she would have a live pet, maybe a teddy, or maybe another breed.

Only Bane, who had a one-sided relationship with Teddy, was willing to go to great lengths to make it safe.

Only the same kind will share joys and sorrows, and in a sense, different classes have long ceased to be of the same kind. Not far away, the huge parasitic tower was quietly emitting purple energy ripples around, as if everything in this world had nothing to do with it.

……

Early the next morning, in Bridget Peyton's office.

The pattern of the City Security Bureau is still as bright as new, and the virtual sphere suspended in the center of the room rotates smoothly. The information of each department is on the sphere, constantly intersecting, shimmering. Calvin sat at his sleek desk, his expression serious.

Ten hours have passed since Bridge picked up Calvin from the interrogation room last night, and he's been in Bridge's exclusive break room. Not knowing the progress of the case, let alone Munch's interrogation, he always felt that the bullet casings he provided would be a breakthrough in the investigation of the case. Until the bootstrap robot brought him into the office, Bridge didn't say a word to him.

Finally, the wall with the badge parted left and right, and a thick smell of smoke wafted out, and Bridge's bloodshot eyes came out of it.

"What the hell is going on? Uncle Peyton. Calvin saw the familiar figure, and an urge to cry instantly surged in his heart.

Bridge grabbed a vintage pipe in his right hand and patted Calvin on the shoulder with his left, motioning for him to sit down and talk.

"What the hell is the case? Have you found the trace of the murderer? Is there a ghost in the Urban Security Bureau? I recognized it at a glance as regular police equipment, and our team should have a thorough clean-up, so as not to let the criminals take advantage of the loopholes! ”

After a moment of silence, Calvin regained his chatty nature, analyzed in front of Bridge, and did not miss any opportunity to perform.

"Last night, the bullet casings you provided, the digital code comparison quickly got results." Bridge put the pipe in his mouth and took a deep breath, the smoke slowly coming out of his nose. "The bullet belongs to your father, Donnie Young."

"This ......," Calvin stiffened suddenly, unable to believe his ears, "this, it can't be." You know my father has ......"

"yes, I don't believe it either, but it's true." Bridge projects the results onto a streamlined desk. "The warhead extracted from the scene exactly matches the shell you provided, confirming that it is the same bullet."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Someone must have framed him! Can't you see such an obvious means? ”

"I can't see it, it's not important, the key is to talk about the evidence. Since his disappearance, all of his belongings, including weapons, have been sealed in a safe by me, and no one else has access to them. Therefore, this bullet should have been carried by Donnie on his last mission. Besides......"

Bridge hesitated for a moment, put the pipe back in his mouth, looked at Calvin with a complicated expression, and said: "Besides, Donnie was only considered missing, and there is no evidence that he has been sacrificed so far, think about it from another angle, maybe this is a good thing, maybe your father is still alive......"

"Also, in view of the special circumstances of the case, your father's portrait will be temporarily removed from the monument, and the title of City Hero will be temporarily withdrawn. Wait for the case to come to light, and then restore his original honor. ”

In a trance, a palace of faith in Calvin's heart was easily toppled by a few words from Bridge. He doesn't care about his father's honorary title, he only cares about his father's innocence.

"Isn't removing him from the monument before the facts are clear, telling people in disguise that he is guilty?" When Calvin said this, tears almost welled up in his eyes.

Bridge didn't pick up the topic, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "Finally, you also take this opportunity to take a good rest, and when the case is over, come back to work, so as not to get into some unnecessary trouble." ”

Calvin's eyes were first surprised, then lost. He put the badge on the table, frowned, gritted his teeth, didn't say a word, and turned to leave Bridge's office.

Bridge looked at the badge on the table, then at the photo with Donnie, and called the number from last night.

……

Rumors of Donnie Young's bullet killing Teddy in Kingill's arms continue to ferment in the streets. Each material distribution point is an accelerator for rumor mutation.

After a few hours of evolution, the version has become "Donnie Young's ghost continues to incarnate as a city hero, picking out the night of the full moon, haunting the rich neighborhood, shooting the evil people with bad intentions, and secretly putting the looted supplies into the native grain warehouse, and distributing them to the people in need through the distribution of materials." ”

Some elderly people, after receiving the supplies, will face the direction of the memorial monument and fold their hands to show gratitude. There were even radical young people who knelt directly on the ground and shouted Donnie Young's name loudly.

The move quickly sparked a wave of imitations, so much so that the Distribution Committee had to urgently list Donnie Young's name as an official banned word for the distribution point.

Of course, some people like to listen to the stories of robbing the rich and helping the poor, and some people like to watch the excitement of the altar. In another version, Donnie becomes a terrifying brain-eater, eating the brains of all kinds of living creatures......

Regardless of the rumors, it became an established fact that Downey's head was removed from the monument. In the vortex of rumors, Calvin is like a broken paper boat, ready to fall into the endless abyss at any moment.

City Security Agency Press Briefing Hall.

Bridge is the first speaker at the monthly press conference. Because there were so many rumors about Donnie, the meeting had to be held a few days earlier.

The press conference hall is located on the basement floor of the City Security Bureau, in a hexagonal hall that can accommodate 3,000 people, and all the major media are waiting for the camera, aiming their cameras at the podium of the venue, for fear of missing any headline opportunities.

Bridge straightened his collar and, in a vertiginous flash, stepped onto the podium. After greeting the people at the scene, the audience gradually fell silent.

"First of all, everyone who participated in the conference has worked hard. Today will not take too long for you, mainly to illustrate three problems. Bridge's eyes swept around, stopping in the middle, protected by a police barrier, and he knew that behind the camera, Sammy Anderson, was watching every move of the press conference.

"First, all rumors about Donnie Young are false information, please refer to the official report. At present, the information that can be revealed is that the bullet belonging to Downey was indeed found at the scene, but where the bullet came from and who the murderer of the alleged shooting victim is, is still under investigation, and in order to cooperate with the investigation, from today, all wingsuit flight activities will be banned in the city. ”

"Some people say that it was just a dog that was killed, and there is no need to waste a lot of public resources to investigate. What do you think about this issue? ”

"Does this case involve the privileged conduct of the star-markers?"

"It is said that there was also a young man walking his dog at the scene of the crime, can you tell more about him?"

……

As soon as the first explanation ended, the reporters in the audience began to be restless, throwing all kinds of difficult questions to the stage. Bridge is clearly experienced in dealing with this kind of scenario. He picked up a glass of water from the table, took a sip, and said to the reporters in the audience with a smile: "Due to time constraints, there will be no more question sessions in this meeting, if you need to know more details, please contact the relevant departments of the Urban Security Bureau." ”

The crowd began to whisper, Bridge's deep eyes stared at the white rabbit like an eagle, and in a few seconds, the noise disappeared completely.

"Second, there were two more cases of missing male teenagers this month. The characteristics are consistent with the previous serial disappearances, none of the missing persons have undergone implantation, and the ages are 21 and 23. The police speculated that the case was related to the sacrificial activities of the mysterious religion, and in the next month, the city security bureau will cooperate with the religious affairs bureau to conduct a strict investigation of the city's religious activities. ”

"Three, an important piece of information about the disappearance of Beverly Andrew." Bridge put down the script in his hand, looked at the camera in the middle, and said the following:

"A full investigation into Beverly Andrew revealed that he had hacked into a private server and downloaded a piece of data from it before his disappearance. We don't know the exact contents, but according to reliable sources, the data he downloaded is stored in a black X-03 memory card, and after our careful investigation, it can be determined that the memory card was accidentally lost. ”

Sammy behind the camera looked solemn and turned off the live broadcast. He knew that Bridge was about to get out of his grasp. First, when dealing with the case of Ginger yesterday, we released Munch against his will, and today we did not read out the text of the speech, and made public such important information as the memory card.

It's a naked challenge!

Emotions surged, Sammy felt a sharp pain in his chest, and quickly took out two capsules from his clothes pocket and ate them. He gasped, feeling the power of age, and even more so the serious threat. He will not let power slip out of his hands, he will fight back and remove all obstacles in the high echelons of power.

Sami stood in front of the window and looked out to the top of the parasitic tower, a dark cloud full of thunder and lightning was converging from all sides.