Xue Weilun was telling his men to turn on the lights. When Ronan responded so quickly, he frowned: "Can you see?"
"..."
Only then did Ronan realize that he was accustomed to the convenience of spiritual observation, and he was quick to speak, and he actually answered Xue Weilun's question when all the lights in the box operating area were turned off.
You know, these special police officers all wear tactical helmets with night vision capabilities, but Ronan has no equipment at all.
"My eyesight is better...ahem!"
Ronan's face felt slightly hot, and he felt like choking at this moment, so he took the opportunity to be thick-skinned and push away the question. But this also gave him some hints: "Uncle Xue, the lights in the operating area were turned off, and the projector was probably turned on. Was it there when you came in?"
"No." Xue Weilun responded simply, feeling quite ridiculous in his heart. This fifteen-year-old boy, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, acted too calmly. It's like throwing a basin of groundless suspicion on his own head, but this kid doesn't look stupid?
This senior special police officer who is over fifty years old can't help but feel a little emotional: "The young people today are much better at handling things than we were back then..."
There was already some reminder in the words.
After all, he couldn't avoid his son, and there was nothing about Ronan's behavior from the beginning to the present that could arouse his distaste. At least, not the hopeless prodigal type.
Ronan didn't pay attention to Xue Weilun's kindness. His mental induction covered the entire luxury box, constantly collecting information, and of course paying attention to Hu Huaying and other unconscious persons. First of all, make sure that none of their lives are in danger.
But their current state is indeed strange.
Under the light that had just been turned on, two women among the eight people could be seen in disheveled clothes, but they were far away, almost on the edge of the operating area.
In the center, six old men were huddled together. Huang Bingzhen was completely naked. Hu Huaying, Liu Tao and others were "surrounding" him in the middle, with his arms, legs and feet still entangled.
Combined with the recording, we can roughly guess that at the time of the incident, Hu Huaying and others had already controlled Huang Bingzhen, who had overdosed, but due to an unexpected incident, everyone collapsed in a short period of time.
Most people's faces still retain a look of shock to a greater or lesser extent, even in coma, as if they have fallen into a nightmare at the same time.
The only exception is Huang Bingzhen.
This guy
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His face was buried in the crowd and could not be seen clearly by others, but it could not be hidden from Ronan who relied on his telepathic observation. It can be seen that Huang Bingzhen's expression is very relaxed, as if he is sleeping.
Is this a sign of overdosing on drugs?
Ronan appropriately improved the accuracy of his mental induction and observed its breathing, pulse, eyelid beating and other external signs. He had some vague guesses in his mind, but he was not 100% sure yet. He had to step forward and take a closer look.
Officer Xue stretched out his arm to stop him: "Don't destroy the scene, wait for the person handling the case to come."
Ronan tried to play dumb: "Uncle Xue, aren't you?"
"We are SWAT, we just act."
"Oh, but are they okay?"
"I've already called an ambulance, and I'll also take a drug test."
Ronan was quite helpless. It seemed that Uncle Xue equated him with psychotropic drugs. It's no wonder people think so. Not to mention Huang Bingzhen buried in the crowd, the two scantily clad girls clearly showed signs of overdose.
Then again, the appearance of the two girls made Ronan firmer in his previous judgment: This is the natural reaction of overdosing on drugs. Like Huang Bingzhen, there is a problem no matter how you look at it, and it is a very familiar "problem" ".
A "peaceful" shallow coma.
The last person who encountered this problem was Ronan himself.
Ronan pondered for a moment and suddenly complained to Xue Weilun: "Uncle, this is the man in the middle. He had a conflict with us more than an hour ago!"
"You can wait until the people from the Public Security Department come over to talk about this." Xue Weilun snorted, but then asked, "Aren't they your friends?"
"There is only one friend..."
Ronan pointed to the direction of Hu Huaying, then tilted his fingertips and pointed towards the center: "As for this, Young Master Huang Bingzhen, I can't reach that high."
Behind the helmet, Xue Weilun frowned again. Was it his imagination? It felt like there had been some subtle changes in Ronan's way of speaking, but I couldn't tell where exactly.
"Huang Bingzhen?"
"That's right, Huang Bingzhen, our school is famous for being a rich second generation and a good-for-nothing."
Xue Weilun shook his head: "It's useless for you to tell me this."
I know...I didn't tell you this originally.
Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly. The two words of "Huang Bingzhen" that came out of his mouth at this time were nothing more than a return on the material level. The sound waves began to dissipate within a few meters of the air.
Can
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However, the corresponding information, under Ronan's intentional action and driven by his soul power, spread rapidly on the spiritual level, and in the blink of an eye it was beyond his sensing range.
I learned this technique from Morun of the Blood Flame Order in the past few days. It was in this way that the other party summoned the human-faced spider from a long distance. In terms of subtlety and concealment, it was a hundred times more powerful than the current Ronan.
However, at this moment, Ronan didn't know what "hidden" meant.
What he wants is such a diffusion effect, and now it depends on the reaction.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
There was a sudden slight tremor in my ears, and a sharp and unkind voice cut in: "What the hell are you calling me? Do you think you are a spiritual enhancer? Now half of Xia City has heard it!"
The voice sounded familiar, but not particularly familiar. Ronan was stunned for a moment before he realized that the other person was speaking through Liu Er's spiritual wave network. When my mind wandered slightly, I saw the encrypted channel specially built for this operation. A "cat's eye" avatar just lit up, announcing that it was in place.
Ronan finally came across his memory, and for some reason, he had some inexplicable thoughts, so it took him two seconds before he responded:
"Cat's eye?"
Before he finished speaking, Ronan's heart suddenly surged, and there was a clear and powerful reaction, which rushed into his sensing range in an extremely rough way.
How far can it be ten meters away? In the blink of an eye, a shadow of nothingness seeped in from the other end of the box wall.
Ronan was facing Xue Weilun directly at this time, with different angles of vision, but under the observation of mental induction, he could see what was happening there as clearly as he could see it - even if the changes occurred at a spiritual level that was difficult for ordinary people to see.
The shadow of nothingness has not yet completely penetrated, and the six heterochromatic pupils crowded at the front, as well as the ugly chelicerae and mouthparts, have been spliced into a ferocious spider image.
Then there are the four pairs of long jointed legs that are constantly waving, waving a little too excitedly, and occasionally fighting with themselves, stirring up disturbing subtle fluctuations on the mental level.
But protruding further outwards, the abdomen that should have been round turned into a flat human body chest and abdomen structure. Behind it was still the outline of the human body's legs and feet, but most of them were trapped in the dark fog of chaos and looked distorted.
This image is like a huge spider, with half of its body integrated into the back of a human body. Its heavy weight breaks the human spine, turning the original normal person into a rickety mutant monster.
"Human-faced spider."
At least that's what it seems on the surface.
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