Reconstruction Twelve

One week later.

It was four in the morning, the sky was completely dark, and the rainy Baisha City was almost starless. Looking up, the sky was so empty that it was suffocating.

At the Baisha City Police Station, the night shift police officer drank coffee and tried to wake up.

"Wow!" The glass door suddenly opened, and a blood-soaked figure staggered in and rushed straight to the front of the alarm desk.

“Help me!!”

…………

“Name”

“Li Laosan.”

“What are you doing?”

“I, I’m an honest citizen, police officer! You have to help me!”

“Don’t shout yet, let’s do facial recognition.”

“……”

“We found out, his real name is Wang Laowu, and he really didn’t take this pseudonym seriously… He had a criminal record for intentional injury three years ago, and he’s actually a birdie (human trafficker).”

“According to his own description, he was forced to follow a man, who beat him up and threw him at the door of the police station.”

“Because he was worried that the threat would come again, he rushed in to seek shelter.”

“Who is the first person to think of us police officers at this time?”

"Tsk, the fifth one, contact the special forces."

Half an hour later, the man who was tied up like a mummy with bandages was pushed on an operating cart and directly taken to the special forces' confinement room. He and the other four brothers in the same situation looked at each other in bewilderment.

In the special forces office, Qing Qing, who was called up to work overtime again, rubbed his eye bags and couldn't help sighing:

"Sleep has evolved! Is there any hope for the future!"

Yu Tianhe walked in with the information and smiled: "Don't be stingy, go check the location."

Qing Qing said weakly: "It was Kaxiu who did it again."

"Yeah." Yu Tianhe nodded, "There are knife wounds all over his body. The wounds are just right and not life-threatening, but enough for them to eat a pot of soup."

"These guys are local tyrants who stir up trouble in the dark in Baisha City. The police usually have a headache with these slippery loaches, but now they are falling into the trap one by one."

Fukawa, who was writing a report nearby, sighed.

Yu Tianhe shook the information in his hand: "The focus is not on these local tyrants, but the 'black hands' who threatened them to follow Kaxiu and set the trap."

"Those local tyrants who have done so much evil and whose hands may be stained with blood are so scared that they are not good people."

Yu Tianhe frowned. He had just interrogated those local tyrants.

Once the person who instructed them was mentioned, they were scared to death. Not only did they not say a word, but they also begged him not to let them go. They knew they were wrong...

This is simply better than the criminal law.

"Why don't we let Brother Lu investigate?" Qing Qing rubbed his cheeks. "Doesn't his ability say he can trace back?"

Yu Tianhe rubbed his brows. "I've seen it before, but it took them several days to find Kaxiu. They can't trace back to such a long time as the instigator." At

this time, Lu Tian just pushed the door open and said, "You're all here."

He also yawned. "The one we just caught, I don't know if he's lucky or not, he's really fresh."

Luckily, he found Kaxiu on the first day he was threatened.

Unlucky, he found Kaxiu on the first day he was threatened.

Everyone's eyes lit up instantly: "What did you find?"

Lu Tian sighed: "I'll organize my words."

Half an hour ago, Lu Tian went to the confinement room to find Wang Laowu. Without much ado, he directly recalled his memory.

A day ago, Wang Laowu was still a normal criminal. He was well-groomed like a decent person, walking on the street, looking for a suitable "target".

Then, on a seat near the playground, he saw an exceptionally beautiful boy.

The boy was wearing a white shirt and a cloak. His soft brown short hair was slightly curled up, just like an exquisite little prince.

He curled up his legs, leaned on the chair and ate cotton candy, and his chubby face was full of melancholy.

As a veteran human trafficker, Wang Laowu knew clearly that the surveillance at the location where the little prince was sitting was broken. He looked around again to make sure that there were no adults around.

Although the man was older than he usually looked for and was difficult to control, his appearance was enough for him to take the risk.

Faced with such high-quality goods, Wang Laowu was shamefully tempted. He put the micro-stunner in his palm and slowly approached the boy.

"Little brother, why are you here alone?" He stretched out his hand and wanted to put his hand on the boy's shoulder.

The next moment, before he could stop laughing, Wang Laowu felt a sharp pain in his lower body as if his eggs were broken and the sky and the earth were cracking.

The micro-stunner in his hand had hit his neck without him knowing when.

In extreme pain, Wang Laowu's eyes went dark, and finally he saw a boy with a pair of innocent puppy eyes and a particularly tender face standing up.

The boy pulled out his long legs that were deliberately hidden behind the chair, and looked down at Wang Laowu who was curled up like a shrimp ball with a height of nearly 1.8 meters.

He sneered: "Idiot, you are not qualified to commit crimes at this level."

In the next half day, Wang Laowu experienced firsthand the suffering of the children who had been abducted and imprisoned by him.

The boy with an angelic face knew all the criminal methods, and even "tested" Wang Laowu in return.

As long as he couldn't answer, he would be tortured by more cruel methods.

The pen with blood grooves flowed over his body, outlining bright red blood flowers, calling it art.

Damn art!

What made Wang Laowu even more desperate was that the boy seemed to have supernatural powers!

Every time he made a wound on him, the scar disappeared with a wave of his hand, but the pain was like a thorn in the flesh and did not ease at all.

This kind of mental and physical torture was obviously not something that ordinary people could endure. The short time was stretched to a long time, so long that Wang Laowu's spirit almost collapsed.

He almost knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, trying to spend all his family wealth to make the boy let him go.

"Photographing birds is not a one-person job. How many people do you know?"

Wang Laowu kowtowed frantically: "A lot! A lot! I know all the people in Baisha City..."

The boy squatted down, grabbed Wang Laowu's hair, and forced him to look up at him.

He still smiled brightly, as if he was a sunny boy: "Do me a favor. If you don't agree, you can just say it."

Wang Laowu's face was full of tears. How could he not agree?

The boy took out a photo from his pocket and put it in front of Wang Laowu: "Find this man, notify me, and tell me the location of your nest."

"That's it" Wang Laowu was a little unbelievable.

The young man smiled: "That's it."

He patted Wang Laowu's head like he was patting a dog, and said gently: "Don't worry if something goes wrong, I will teach you how to correct it step by step."

Seeing that devilish smile, Wang Laowu's legs suddenly went weak and he peed himself out of fear.

...

...

After finishing his story, Lu Tian shrugged at the speechless crowd.

"I told the detective the address of the den."

He said, "When they rushed over, they saw only a mess. Those accomplices were all in a deep coma and might not wake up in their lifetime."

"As for the stolen money, it had long been transferred to an anonymous account. It should have been taken away by that person."

"There was a good thing too. A group of children who had not been sold by them were found in the basement." "

...Damn." After a long while, the young investigator muttered, "Perverts!"

Yu Tianhe nodded, "It seems that every evildoer will receive his due."

He did not expect that these local thugs were so frightened that they were scared out of their wits.

However, the people in the Central School of Supernatural Powers seem to be a little crazy inside. What kind of environment cultivated this mental state...

Qing Qing took a breath of cold air: "Is it that 'traitor'?"

He was referring to the scene in Lu Tian's flashback, who was said to have rebelled from the Central School of Supernatural Powers and threatened Kaxiu and others.

"It is very likely." Yu Tianhe frowned, "I don't understand why Kaxiu didn't ask us for help."

Lu Tian said: "Being able to mobilize those local snakes, the dark web under Baisha City should be controlled by the 'traitor'. It is not easy for Kaxiu to hide."

It is normal for the traitor to find the local snakes. Compared with other people, no one is more capable of playing dirty tricks than those rats who do dirty things in private.

Qing Qing touched the back of his head: "Do you think we are too weak?"

"..." Everyone was silent.

Fuchuan raised his foot and kicked Qing Qing: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

This guess is indeed very reasonable. After contacting Kaxiu, they found a professional profiling expert to analyze the personality characteristics of Kaxiu and others.

Judging from the personality shown by Kaxiu so far, he is a warrior who does his own thing and is taciturn. Maybe he is a little stubborn in dealing with weird behaviors (he initially cut weird into sliced ​​noodles), but the rest of his behaviors are very decent.

Asking for help is never in his dictionary.

"Then why doesn't Mr. Kaxiu leave Baisha City?"

Yu Tianhe turned the information to the report that profiled Kaxiu's personality.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps, he also wants to contact the traitor."

"The status of prey and hunter often changes in just a moment."

********

Chenghua District, Baisha City.

High school student Yan Lu woke up from a nightmare.

"Hu, hu!" She wiped the cold sweat from her head, and her whole body was numb and cold.

Yan Lu sat on the bed in a daze for a while, picked up her phone and called her best friend.

"Zhenzhen!" She said anxiously, "I had a dream again!"

"What? What?" The girl who had not woken up yet was a little confused, "What did you dream about?"

Yan Lu exclaimed: "That black-clad gangster!"

"Oh my god!" The best friend almost fell off the bed, "Tell me in detail."

Yan Lu grabbed her hair and sighed: "But it's not a good thing."

It has been more than ten days since the Yayan District incident, and the superpowers are in a state of half exposure and half silence.

The official did not come out to explain, and no supernatural person came out to "perform a bit".

The information about supernatural people on the Internet is half true and half false, and the fastest rising is the new type of fraud.

Of course, this was quickly strangled in the cradle by the updated anti-fraud APP. The only thing

people can "confirm" is the video leaked in the elegant banquet area.

Among them, the man in black who made the biggest noise was watched by countless people. Yan Lu is one of them. As a famous tentacle wife in the painting circle, Yan Lu also touched many paintings of the black boss in private, and even touched a few custom cars. Of course, she didn't dare to spread the latter, so she secretly admired it in private... But I don't know if it's because of her guilty conscience, Yan Lu has been dreaming in recent days, and every time she dreams of the black boss. "...I always dream of him being chased, like in a spy movie." She said. Even at this moment, she could still see the clear image of that man in her mind - the black-haired young man was running quickly through the dark and remote alleys. He held his windbreaker in one hand, and his thin shirt was torn by something, revealing his fair and thin waist. The sound of wind passed by behind him, and the young man raised his eyelashes slightly, stepped on the wall with one foot, and threw a knife with the force, colliding with the bullets from behind. The two forces intertwined, and sparks burst in the air! Then, he subconsciously reached into his pocket again, but this time he didn't take anything out. He just looked at the person chasing him from behind with an expressionless face. Yan Lu didn't know what he was looking for at first, but later she realized that he was looking for a weapon. After several twists and turns, the young man's face turned ugly, and his lips turned pale.

Yan Lu was anxious in her heart, but every time she wanted to speak, she would suddenly wake up and realize that she was dreaming.

"The best friend thought: "It's been three days, I guess it's not as simple as thinking about it."

"Also, what are those enemies chasing the boss doing?"

Yan Lu: "I don't know!"

The best friend analyzed seriously: "The crisis in Yayan District was solved by the boss, so the people who chased him can't be good people, right?"

Yan Lu: "-Wait! You wait! "

She quickly flipped through her digital tablet.

For some reason, Yan Lu felt that she was getting more and more adept at drawing today. She muttered to herself as she drew.

"Those guys chasing the boss seem to be very strong too. The distance was too far and I couldn't see clearly, but I can give it a try to see the general situation around me..."

She drew the scene that she remembered most deeply in her mind, and then saved it and forwarded it to her best friend.

After reading the picture, the best friend was silent for a long time.

Yan Lu asked eagerly, "How is it?"

The best friend said faintly, "Xiao Lu...how long have you not gone out for a walk?"

Yan Lu: "?"

Isn't it normal for contemporary teenagers to be sloppy!

Best friend: "This is the construction area next to your community!"

Yan Lu: "!!! "

She stared at her painting with wide eyes, and vaguely realized that

this was actually true!

Girlfriend: "Call the police, I feel like you're not normal either!"

Wow, 110, the awakened person is actually by my side!

...

"Then what should I do?"

Yan Lu said to her girlfriend worriedly: "He seemed to use a scalpel at first? I don't have a scalpel at home, do you think a utility knife will work? How about a kitchen knife? A fruit knife?"

Girlfriend: "Do you really want to go?"

Yan Lu swallowed: "I'll just put it outside quietly."

Girlfriend: "You don't know when this happened, just call the police and let them handle it."

Yan Lu was depressed: "The police said they need to verify it first, saying that there have been a lot of false reports recently."

"I feel like they don't care at all! "

Best friend: "Anyway, don't get involved. What if something really happens?"

Every middle school girl has a dream of having an adventure. Yan Lu agreed on the surface, but she still made up her mind to go.

I'll just take a look, not go in!

Then, she decisively packed up all the knives in the house, even the pencil sharpener, put on a mask and a hat, and sneaked out.