On a June afternoon in Las Vegas, the golden sun wheel hangs high in the sky, like an eternal god, emitting a thousand golden rays to dispel the evil in the world.

The three attackers walked into the parking lot next to each other.

They were dressed in Kevlar bulletproof vests, with tactical daggers and pistols hanging from their waists, and steel helmets and goggles covering most of their faces, revealing only their chins and pursed lips.

The leader held a huge shield, the shield reflecting a dark luster in the sun, and the second man held a McMillan TAC-50 to aim at the guard.

Walking in the third petite woman, she simply clasped her hands in black tactical gloves at her waist and clenched them weakly, carrying no weapons.

As their gaze swept over the several tranquilizer bullets stuck in Dean's body.

The two began to be on guard, and one crouched down to take off his gloves and took out a pair of silver handcuffs and leg shackles, the chains that connected the shackles were three times the thickness of regular shackles.

Click, click, click.

Dean was roasted.

The man searched for the teardrop-shaped board he was carrying, put it in a black plastic bag, and said "Clear" to the walkie-talkie on his chest.

A white pickup van quickly pulled into the parking lot.

The trio opened the back door of the carriage and lifted Dean into a black container that resembled a coffin and was placed vertically in the rear compartment.

Lock, close.

“GO！”

The pickup van sped away from the quiet square, leaving only the lonely, stretched Lincoln.

……

The truck drove up the I-15 interstate highway.

There were four people sitting in the carriage, and the "coffin" was surrounded on both sides.

Bradley Lincoln, dressed in a black trench coat, lit a camel and took a deep breath, the white smoke from his nose swirling around his gloomy face and narrow eyes, in which the joy disappeared.

The camel was passed to the black-haired man who had just taken off his helmet next to him, the kind of man who looked ordinary and couldn't be found in the crowd.

But he stroked his short black hair, took a puff on his cigarette, and handed it to the burly blonde man opposite, and then it was the turn of the sweet-looking red-haired woman.

One mouthful per person, like some kind of solemn and quiet ceremony.

Finally, the cigarette reached a rugged-looking black-haired woman holding the steering wheel in the front row, and after the woman took a deep breath, she raised it back and flicked the cigarette ash with her fingers.

“cheers！”

"Guys, what did I say before? Hold your breath to enjoy the best taste! 300W is here! ”

"No, Miller, this Asian has two superpowers, and he didn't break the skin even one shot by your partner, but barely broke the defense," Bradley scanned his companions with a smile, "It's worth at least 600W." ”

"With this money, I can live a good life comfortably for two years." The blonde man put his arm around the red-haired woman's shoulders and affectionately parted the broken hair on her forehead, his nose against hers, "The balance of our villa can also be paid." ”

The woman smiled sweetly, put her hands around the man's neck, and offered a passionate kiss.

"Hey, two, this isn't a bedroom..."The black-haired man snapped his fingers at the couple and patted the lid of the coffin in the center with a fearful look, "How long does the anesthetic last?" Will the cargo wake up halfway through? ”

"You're still not at ease with me?" The rough woman driving turned her head and smiled, "The amount of anesthetic injected into his body can sleep an elephant for at least two days, and our shackles and coffins are not decorations, believe me, even if the end of the world suddenly comes, he will not wake up, even if the mummy is resurrected, I have to lie in it honestly!" ”

The woman repeatedly reassured, and the black-haired man nodded,

"Guys, let's get down to business, I'm taking a huge risk to find out this big fish." Bradley slapped his companion twice, grabbing his companion's attention, "Once found out from above, I'll spend the rest of my life in a secret prison with no daylight." Once the target is aware of it, it is now me lying in the coffin. ”

A sly glint flashed in Bradley's eyes,

"I've taken the biggest risk, so I'm going to get 10% more of my income this time."

The expressions of the remaining four people tightened when they heard this, and the originally relaxed and harmonious atmosphere in the carriage became delicate.

"You guys are also involved in the investigation, you should know what this guy is capable of." Bradley's thin palm rubbed lightly against the lid of the coffin, as if he could feel the heartbeat of the prisoner inside, and then he shook his head and sighed, "Rich, super criminal, cannibal, he killed one after another... From beginning to end, there was not a single living mouth left, and the souls under his hands added up to at least hundreds. ”

Brad lit another cigarette and began to swallow the clouds, and every deep wrinkle on his face came to life and squirmed.

"His hands and feet are outrageously clean, he never left any clues at the crime scene that might be exposed, and he used the simulacrum to create a bunch of realistic fake evidence to play the stupid donkeys of LVPD."

"According to the information I found, this guy is not only a criminal genius, but also a detective, and the gang has solved a lot of homicide cases, and it is fast and strange."

"And he's vigilant and has a keen sense of smell."

"Do you know how scared I was when I investigated him? I didn't dare come within a hundred yards of him, I didn't dare mention his name to my colleagues, so I had to wander around Las Vegas with a group of people, pretending to search for the scapegoat's bodyguard for fear of attracting his attention. ”

"It took me half a year to find out that he was a person from beginning to end, without any companions, otherwise how dare you do it?"

Several young people were silent, staring at the coffin in the center in unison, only the driver in the front seat was still turning the steering wheel.

"By the way, I almost forgot one thing, you went to interview Abby Clarke and Alvin's case." Bradley picked up a jug from the side and took a sip to moisten his throat, "According to my analysis, the criminals in these two cases are legendary non-human species. ”

"You should understand how terrible the non-human species is. Even this thing was taken care of by this high school student, how dangerous is he? ”

Bradley looked at the faces of his four companions who had quietly become serious, and nodded in satisfaction,

"Is it too much for me to lead this entrapment?"

The redhead exchanged glances with her companion and snatched Bradley's cigarette from his hand.

"No matter how powerful this guy is, he still didn't plant it in your hands?"

"One hundred secrets." Bradley slowly explained, "He did everything seamlessly in terms of detail. But in the big picture, he made a fatal mistake. ”

"In so many cases, although there is no direct evidence that he was involved, there is a shadow of him behind it."

"In the case of the death of Luo's father and son, he and Bob Lowe were like fire and water, and they had a big fight at school."

"In the case of the murder of the Latin American gangsters, he had a conflict with the gangsters at a classmate's birthday party."

"The case of the Leighton Stone family, he once sabotaged Grew Stone's child kidnapping crime in the mall, and formed a mortal enmity with the Stone family."

"The case of Grace being sacrificed by the Red Dragon Club, he is a close friend of Grace's son."

Bradley said one after another, and the look in his eyes became brighter and brighter,

"He has a motive to commit the crime."

"Once or twice can be a coincidence, but with so many facts in front of us, God cannot say in his conscience that he is innocent."

"Dean Lew is still too young, in just one year, in a place like Las Vegas, so many shocking crimes have been committed in a row."

"If I give this guy a few more years, oh no, give him another year, I can't go against him and design to arrest him." Bradley looked out the window of the car with trepidation, the car had left downtown Las Vegas, and the road was flanked by bare low mountains piled up with yellow sand.

"How far away am I to hide."

……

"Well, old man, you have a point." The red-haired woman stroked the long hair around her ear and sighed, "You take thirty percent of this deal." ”

"A wise decision." The FBI patted his knee, and a smile spread into his gloomy face, "But don't worry, I'll take advantage of it this time, and next time I take action, you may take more." ”

……

Not...

The four people in the carriage who were discussing enthusiastically did not notice the slightest faint, mosquito-like moan sounding from the coffin.

Dean woke up from the darkness, his body aching terribly, his eyelids heavy as if he hadn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights.

And the space he was in was very narrow and cramped, it seemed to be a closed and dull iron box, and he couldn't use his hands and feet at all.

He also had cold, stiff and strong handcuffs and shackles on his wrists and ankles.

Dean didn't struggle recklessly, and his tired brain began to slowly revive and function.

Where am I?

A light flashed through my mind!

I was locked up after a sniper rifle and a tranquilizer cartridge at the mall square.

Di An'an moved.

The consciousness came out of the body, instantly penetrated the tight iron plate around it, and entered the car of the moving pickup truck.

The sunlight pouring in from the car window shone five people and a pitch-black coffin.

Three men and two women in full armor, with various weapons such as sniper rifles and rifles at their feet, almost armed to the teeth.

And the perspective of God swept over their faces, and Dean in the coffin suddenly realized.

Isn't this the same as the three members of the Jacqueline program he once investigated, the emaciated and gloomy FBI agent Bradley Lincoln.

"My hunch was right, these bastards are investigating me. But I was so calm that I didn't do it until I was completely relaxed today. ”

Dean, who has experienced many big scenes, didn't feel too much nervousness and fear, only a faint anger.

"Hit me with a sniper rifle and a tranquilizer bullet, a great greeting gift."

Thankfully, he was saved by the Intermediate Iron Man specialty, which had been upgraded once, and his resistance to physical abnormalities worked wonders, allowing him to wake up from his anesthesia long time earlier.

……

"Adapt to the situation and look for opportunities to 'return the gift'!"

Dean made up his mind, so he honestly lay down in the coffin to restrain his breathing and movements, and tried his best to let go of God's perspective and quietly observe the movement in the carriage.

……

"By the way, I found this thing from him, see what it is?" The black-haired man took out a teardrop-shaped board from the plastic bag and put it in the palm of his hand to display.

The redhead rubbed her chin, took the board and rubbed it, observing,

"Isn't this a slab in the Halloween repertoire of the psychic ritual? Add a motherboard engraved with letters and numbers to try to talk to the dead. Of course, 99 percent of people don't have that kind of natural talent, so they can only use it to entertain themselves. ”

Dean closed his eyes and felt the eavesdropping in the coffin.

At this moment, the shadow of the past is not locked in this iron coffin with itself, it is lurking in that board.

"Don't you think it's weird?" The blonde man looked around, "This high school student is about to attend the prom, but he doesn't have a wallet, cash, or car keys, but he has such a strange board." What does he want to do? Poke all the classmates who participated in the prom to death with a board? ”

"No kidding! This is no ordinary board," the red-haired woman who held up the board to look at it noticed the small and delicate mark, her pupils narrowed, and she read it out, "Sleepless man." ”

As soon as the word came out.

The air in the carriage was as heavy as lead.

"The Sleepless? Fako! ”

The driver in the front seat slapped the horn with a big change in his face, and the harsh noise shocked everyone in the car.

She said in a rough voice,

"We've kidnapped someone from the Maniac Order?"

Everyone's faces turned very ugly, and their eyes twinkled to recall some kind of bad past.

"I don't think so!" Bradley calmly pressed down with his hands to signal everyone to be quiet, and sat down, "Although this guy has killed a lot of people, the targets he chooses are people who seriously threaten his friends or his own lives. ”

"He behaved logically, and was by no means a crazy sleeper. There is a high probability that he snatched this board from the real sleepless! ”

"In addition, I have another idea, according to what I know in the bureau, his method of solving the case is very peculiar and confusing." Bradleymo rubbed his chin protruding and said suddenly, "But if he has the ability to be a psychic medium, and can use this board to talk to the ghosts of the victims of the case and collect clues, this so-called peculiarity will make sense." ”

"The board is a tool for him to eat, so he will naturally carry it with him."

"You mean he's not only a kaleidoscope of shapeshifts, a master of instantaneous defensive barriers, but also a psychic specialty?" The blonde man rubbed his chin and said in surprise, "This is so powerful that it doesn't look like a human being, we have encountered this kind of goods in so many years of trading?" ”

Di An's head sank in the coffin, these guys have two brushes, and they are so accurate.

I almost saw myself through completely.

"I've made a lot of money this time." The driver's girl turned her anger into joy, and her masculine face was full of smiles, "On the company's side, the goods with multiple superpowers have never appeared, and the price will be at least several times higher, twenty million?" ”

All of a sudden, the breathing of everyone in the carriage became heavy.

"With this money, I can retire early." There was a hint of greed in Bradley's eyes, and his right hand slowly rubbed the coffin board, as if he saw a peerless treasure.

And the red-haired woman rubbed her beating temples, stared at the coffin with jewel-like blue eyes on her sweet face, and thought of her special identity, and couldn't help but have an impulsive thought,

"Guys, I've changed my mind, we're going to have to sell such a precious almighty to a disgusting company for human experimentation?"

"What do you mean?" The blonde man looked at his girlfriend puzzled,

"Why don't you bring him over? Convince him to join us! The woman raised her slender neck, looked at her companions with a solemn face, and her voice was crisp and powerful, "Mimicrum, defense, psychic medium... With his amazing superpowers, he can provide a powerful boost to our team and help us earn far more than 10 million! ”

"Did you get sick early, Clayty," the black-haired man shook his head desperately, and looked at the blonde man complainingly, as if blaming the other party for not disciplining his girlfriend well, "You forgot that we used sniper rifles to sneak up on him before, and we are already fighting with him, how can we win him over?" ”

"He wasn't hurt in the slightest, and our sneak attack hasn't done anything irreparable."

"Let him know the benefits of cooperation, the huge profits, and the terrible fate he is about to face, this thing is a play!"

Emperor Kelai's eyes swept over the companions,

"Think of our findings, he's willing to kill a bunch of rich Las Vegas high-ranking people for a few ordinary people, he's a principled guy worth befriending!"

"Are you a ghost and have fallen for this guy's charm in the coffin?" Bradley squinted at the red-haired girl and said in a gloomy tone, "Give up the tens of millions of cash that are about to arrive and take a huge risk to pursue an uncertain answer?" ”

"I won't accompany you to do stupid things, and I won't allow you to get sick at such a time, we must transport him to the company as soon as possible, take the money and leave!"

"Klety, control your emotions and don't overflow with compassion," the female driver in the front row shook her head to dissuade, "It's over, we have no choice." ”

……

The five people in the car argued fiercely.

Dean in the coffin suddenly flashed a bright red prompt in front of his eyes.

Triggering an emergency event – contact

Agent Bradley Lincoln, who betrayed the FBI and the government, teamed up with four outsiders to sneak up on and capture you on the afternoon of the prom.

You wake up from anesthesia and use God's perspective to hear their conversations.

The gang seems to be veterans, specializing in the design of capturing superpowers hidden in society and selling them to "companies" in exchange for payment.

But in the face of you, an outlier with multiple abilities, they are divided internally.

One party wants to follow the old way and sell you directly for money, and the other party wants to win you over to join and expand the team.

……

Now it's your turn to make a choice –

1. Strive to gain their trust and successfully join the team and become a member.

2. They used sniper rifles to sneak up on you, imprisoned you, and sold you as goods, which seriously offended your dignity, and you have to kill them all and leave no one alive!

Event difficulty: Medium

Progress (0/100)

Duration: two hours

Reward: 150 XP + Special Reward (depending on selection)

Penalties: None

(End of chapter)