Xiang Kun was indeed curious about the progress of the police's investigation of Guo Tianxiang, wanted to know what case they were investigating, and also wanted to know if they had found any abnormalities in Guo Tianxiang's body or found out his previous identity.

If there is Guo Tianxiang's true identity information and his identity before his mutation, it can also help Xiang Kun better find the reason for his mutation.

However, we must not put ourselves in the sight of the police because of this, because there are too many hidden dangers of false reporting and it is not advisable.

Xiang Kun pondered for a while and decided to come up with a compromise plan, he was like an ordinary pedestrian, looking down at his mobile phone while walking slowly along the fence outside the city office.

Relying on his strong sense of hearing, Xiang Kun did hear a lot of voices inside the city bureau, and then relied on the balls stuck to the back of Passat's butt to locate them, and started the search at the target location, but he did not hear the voices of the two plainclothes who were sitting in Passatle to monitor Guo Tianxiang's clinic, nor did he hear other information about Guo Tianxiang's case.

In this regard, Xiang Kun didn't feel much surprised, after all, in the police station, such as interrogation rooms and conference rooms, there were a lot of soundproofing materials specially made when they were renovated, and the sound itself was not so easy to come out.

Moreover, Xiang Kun is now a little far away, and there are various sounds to interfere, so it is difficult to discern which ones are needed from those faint sound sources without precise positioning.

Xiang Kun walked around the wall outside the city bureau and then left, without stopping any longer, if he continued to circle around, he would inevitably be found abnormal.

Xiang Kun took a ride to the airport again, but he didn't want to leave by plane, but walked around the airport to see if he could rely on the environment of the airport to retrieve Guo Tianxiang's memory, so as to know where he had been by plane.

But after walking around, I didn't feel anything.

Xiang Kun kept hitchhiking in Yangcheng to change places, and then went to the station at six o'clock in the morning, he booked the earliest train ticket to return to his city in Yangcheng today, and because there was no second-class seat, he could only reluctantly buy a first-class seat.

Not surprisingly, Xiang Kun failed to retrieve the corresponding fragment from Guo Tianxiang's memory at the station. However, it can't be said that Guo Tianxiang has never taken a bullet train or plane, but just that his memories have not been obtained by Xiang Kun. After all, Xiang Kun knew very well that Guo Tianxiang and Miqiao took the bullet train to ** City to make an appointment with "Pippica Kachuchu".

It's good to think about it as a mutated creature like an owl, and after finding its habitat according to memory, you can check it as much as you want, and you are not afraid of being disturbed or suspected.

On the train, Xiang Kunshang Zhihu checked the answers sent by the "August kasumi" and found that the two answers were gone, and the ID of "August kasumi" was searched, and it also showed the status of [Cancelled].

Did Micho realize something, or did he think the bait was useless after "catching" him, so he deleted it?

If you just notice that you are being tracked by the police, this answer doesn't seem to matter much, and it doesn't make sense to delete it or not?

Anyway, with Micho's female hacker style, when operating this account, she must have covered her IP, and it is not easy to find her based on that account and posting records. What's more, if she can find it, then she can find it if she deletes the answer and cancels the ID.

And if the police want to look for them, there is no reason to pay attention to these two answers, unless ...... It is "other vampires" like Xiang Kun who will pay attention to "Kasumi in August" because of these two answers.

Xiang Kun knows that in this era, the longer the content you publish publicly on the Internet, the more difficult it is to completely delete it.

Just like the two answers sent by "Kasumi in August", they have been crawled onto his cloud server by the crawlers arranged by Xiang Kun, if he wants, he can make a public page for others to access, and the content of this answer will naturally reappear on the network.

There are countless "crawlers" and "spiders" working on the Internet all the time, and you post the wrong piece of information, thinking that no one will know about it right away, but in fact it may have been copied somewhere else.

Just like we often use search engines to search for certain content, after clicking in, there is no page, but you use the snapshot of the search engine, but you can see the content of the original post.

If you find something wrong in the chapter you just posted, you immediately revise or repost it, but on some websites, your original version has been crawled and published, and you can't delete it if you want to.

While thinking about it, a voice from the flight attendant came from next to him: "Sir, your location is not here, it is in another carriage, please take it according to your ticket." ”

He turned his head to see the female flight attendant patiently persuading a male passenger across the aisle.

"There's no one here anyway, so what's the matter if I sit down?" said the male passenger as a matter of course, without the slightest thought of getting up.

Xiang Kun knew as soon as he heard it, this is estimated to have bought a second-class seat but ran to a first-class seat to occupy a seat.

He couldn't help muttering to himself, wasn't there only a hegemonic passenger who was criticized by netizens on the Internet in the previous paragraph? Why are there still people who "commit crimes against the wind"? Or he doesn't use the Internet much, or is he the kind of person who is not afraid of being exposed?

The attendant still maintained patience and persuaded him, telling him that the tickets for this position had been sold, and that there were passengers at the next stop who wanted to get on the bus and sit in this position, but the other party still relied on the skin, saying that he would let him wait for someone to come.

Listening to the rogue and even a somewhat frivolous and rude tone of the male passenger, Xiang Kun couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

I really want to hit him......

However, Xiang Kun knew that he was at most on the side to support the flight attendant, unless the other party did it first, otherwise he could not resort to violence casually, otherwise he would be arrested and detained for a few days, and after the blood drinking period, it would be a big trouble.

But he is not very good at speaking out directly, because when the time comes, there is a verbal conflict with the male passenger, and it is not good that he can't hold back, whether it is a direct shot or a "mental shock", it is possible to make things bigger......

Anyway, there were a few previous hegemony incidents, and now the railway department should have its own way of dealing with this kind of thing, and the conductor persuaded him for a while, and when he saw that there was no way, he left first, possibly to find the police.

After the flight attendant left, the male passenger was still swearing and swearing in his mouth, bowing his head to Kun, and his left hand kept rubbing the fist of his right hand, trying not to listen to those noisy sounds and divert his attention.

But I really want to hit him......

It may be a great evolution of physical fitness, or it may be the negative impact of drinking blood, Xiang Kun now encounters things, and subconsciously always wants to solve them with violence. Of course, unless he was repulsed by "spiritual shock", his reason could still suppress this impulse.

Suddenly, a rough voice sounded at the back of the carriage: "Hey! Are you fucking reasonable to occupy a seat? Do you have a fucking face? A big man, embarrassed by a little girl, do you have a fucking handle?"

Xiang Kun stretched his neck, looked back, and saw a taller man at the back of the carriage standing up and shouting in Mandarin with a thick accent to the male passenger who occupied the seat here.

Before the male passenger could react, the big man's voice was like a flame thrown into a pyre, directly igniting the entire carriage.

"Yes, you're too unqualified!"

"Come on, I'll take a picture of it and send it to him on the Internet to make him famous!"

"Yes, let him be famous! Maybe there are people who know him, look at what this person has when he goes out! What do you see, you faceless, skinless, and seedless, and then believe it or not, grandpa beats you to death?"

"yes, beat him! I couldn't help it! ......"

"The old lady can't help it, this kind of scoundrel is going to be beaten to death!"

"Shoot him!"

......

Xiang Kun watched eighty percent of the people in the entire carriage stand up, and the crowd was furious, and they wanted to beat and kill the male passenger, and even a little boy of seven or eight years old followed and glared angrily at the male passenger, and couldn't help but be a little stunned:

That's an exaggerated reaction, isn't it?

The occupant of the seat was like a murderer.

And then he immediately realized that it seemed to be his own pot?

Inadvertently "emotionally assimilated" again?8)