After performing simple medical treatment on one of the street gangsters with the least serious injuries, Lu Xiang summoned him into the interrogation room.
The first time he saw Lu Xiang, the gangster said loudly, "This is a misunderstanding. In fact, we have already quit the gang!"
She didn't ask anything, and the gangster took the initiative to reveal the criminal records of several of them.
In the criminal industry, this is the classic pig teammate.
The problems he confessed were enough to send all six people to a suburban prison.
“So, you are the subordinates of ‘Hyena’?”
Lu Xiang confirmed.
"After the leader was caught by you, the remaining members were divided into several groups. We formed a small gang in Mosen District. When the leader was caught, there were also a group of people brought in from the 'outside world' The arms were not disposed of, so we went to the inventory point to get the arms back, and we usually made a living by reselling firearms."
"Didn't you just say that you have quit the gang?"
"I'm quitting the gang, please listen to me first."
The street gangster changed his expression, "Just a week ago, one night when we brothers were going to the buyer to deliver the goods, we were suddenly attacked. The delivery brothers and the buyer were all dead."
"A garment factory in the northern suburbs of Mosen District?"
This was one of the cases they received not long ago. Due to the remote location, it was already several hours later when the hornworm investigation team found the body.
No matter who the murderer was, it was at least certain that they were quick and quick to kill everyone at the scene in a very short time without making too much noise.
The weapons used by the murderers were also different from those used in common gang fights.
The "Akahoshi TR-3000" equipped with a silencer is an experimental anti-material weapon. A bullet hitting a human body with or without skin armor can directly shatter the body. Even without skin armor, It can also leave a blood hole as big as a fist.
A lot of people no one would use that kind of weapon in a gang fight.
Therefore, when the general operations team arrived at the scene, the scene outside could only be described as horrific.
However, when the Crime Analysis Section did a round of research, they could only find out the possibility of a gang fight. Apart from freeloading, it is hard to imagine that many people in District 11 would take action against the remnants of those gangs. .
"Yes, yes, it's not like this! This is a small deal, and you have dismissed a dozen brothers in one move!"
The street gangsters nodded their heads incessantly, and the bloody scene gave us nightmares for several days.
"So they just disbanded the gang? That's like their style."
In Lu Xiang's view, the biggest characteristic of the gang members in District 11 is not that they are all as stubborn as if they were beaten to death. When faced with freeloaders, we usually swallow the bad breath and often have to deal with it even more. He came back with a calm and cruel revenge. In the past, losing more than a dozen people in a gang fight was nothing but small news in District 11.
"You're kidding, the opponent is Changli from the competition room!"
The gangster's eyes widened, and he said without any fear, "This guy is looking for gang members in seven places. If they just send you to jail, it might be more dangerous."
Cybermaniac?
That term made Lu Xiang stunned for a long time.
That is usually a term that only appears in cities where combat-type prosthetics are very common. According to scientific reports, when the degree of prosthetic transplantation is too low, the transplantee is extremely unlikely to suffer from symptoms similar to mania. The specific manifestation is to kill the people around you in a differentiated manner.
This term first appeared in the military. Veterans who had been transplanted with the first batch of military-grade prosthetics had more or less experienced similar symptoms. With the blessing of the prosthetics, the combat effectiveness of those cyber lunatics became extremely amazing. This is something local law enforcement can handle.
And in the "Normal Case Investigation Bureau" that you aspire to when you graduate, investigating and handling the cases of cyber lunatics everywhere is an extremely important part of the job.
In order to curb the spread of cyberpsychosis, the research department of the coalition government gave an evaluation of prosthetic implantation:
For special citizens, the transplantation degree of combat-type prosthetics must exceed 20%.
For some ordinary people who are physically weak and have very low prosthetic equipment, the degree of prosthetic transplantation can be increased to 40%-60%. Once that level is reached, they are no longer qualified to work in some important executive departments. .
There are only a few people who can maintain their sanity over 60%, and those with lower levels of prosthetic transplants are the only ones you can see at your level.
But……
A cybermaniac appears in a place like District 11?
Lu Xiang thought that was simply nonsense, because there was no threshold for becoming a cybermaniac.
The degree of transplantation of the combat-type prosthetic body exceeds 20%, and a military-grade operating system must be transplanted at the same time, but it is true that no one can get that kind of prosthetic body, and the combat effectiveness is not even a fraction higher than that of Chai Ke.
What happened?
Do the recent criminals who are weaker than Chai Ke have the nerve to come out and say hello to others?
In your opinion, Chai Ke himself obviously understands prosthetic transplantation technology. Although my implantation level is as low as 21%, I have not transplanted the most critical operating system, which makes it difficult for me to fully display my full-body combat type. The effects of prosthetics are outside the 20% level and are considered parallel imports.
"Is he sure the murderer is a cybermaniac?"
Lu Xiang asked.
The street gangster said that the other party only picked gang members to attack, which meant that even if the murderer was really a cybermaniac, he was still the type who could still maintain his sanity.
"Anyway, if it was a gang fight, before the brother who delivered the goods that day lost contact with you, you rushed over immediately. The goods and money were all there, and nothing had been touched. It was obvious but he was here to kill... …On the seventh day, you asked your friends later on about the incident, and you found out that we had encountered something similar recently - this guy only kills people and is a swindler, is he a cybermaniac, what else can he be?"
But it was really other gangs who did it. We had already picked up the guy and looked for him.
"By the way, you happen to know a friend from Daoxia. I really want to know something about this cyber madman."
"Call me over here."
"Come there? Enforcement department?"
The street gangster said, "Although I have been having a hard time recently, I am not a fool."
"He set a place and asked me out."
"Okay, but you don't have any requirements."
"Um?"
"Anyway, you have to book the prison. He has to help arrange you in the boss's cell area."
"cannot."
…………………………
Half an hour ago, there was an abandoned factory in Mosen District.
A simple car parked hurriedly at the entrance of the factory. Coming up from below was a man dressed in hip-hop style, with a gold chain under his lips and a pair of sunglasses.
The street gangster felt awkward but calmly greeted him, "Hey, brother, it's been a while."
"See you soon."
Before the two of them greeted each other in the unique way of greeting the Hyena gang, the contact person handed me a cigarette, took out a cross-shaped lighter, and asked, "He said he was asking about this cybermaniac?"
"He must have heard about what happened in the next few days. This madman killed more than a dozen of your brothers."
"You know, but..."
The connector held out the lighter.
However, all the words I had left stopped at that moment.
The street gangster's pupils were dilated, and thick liquid splashed all over my body. Just now, I clearly saw the head of the friend I was talking to explode into a ball of paste like a burst balloon.
The contact person was still standing there, continuing to help light the cigarette.
The gold chain at the corner of his mouth lost its fulcrum and fell to the ground, and the silver cross-shaped lighter was dyed bright red.
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