LVPD.
Group 5 offices.
Dean pushed the door open, and Carl, Kruger, Holden, Moore, and Chad turned their shining eyes, "Man, how's the situation?"
Dean sat down at the conference table and fanned the acrid cigarette smoke in front of him, "Same problem, the process of the crime, the traces at the scene... I strictly agreed with everyone."
"Very good, it shouldn't be a big problem now."
Karl looked around at his companions who looked nervous and had dark circles under their eyes, and put out his cigarette butts in the ashtray.
"Guys, if we don't want to be forced to take leave and lose our jobs, we must rationalize the process and stop worrying about it. Next, the bureau will continue to talk to you and blame it on me. I will handle it. But there is a high probability that the higher ups will Treat it coldly and close the case quickly."
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"The review within the bureau has been resolved. Now there are no outsiders. Dean, give everyone a real explanation." Holden leaned his butt on the table, folded his hands on his chest, and kept asking questions like a machine gun, "Why did Jack, a grown man, become Abby?”
"What did she go through to be lying unconscious in the hospital like a vegetative state, but all the tests were normal."
Dean glanced at the curious faces and shook his head.
"I can't explain it. If I have to say it, whether it's Jack or Abby, it's not a person, but some kind of powerful monster with the ability to shape-shift."
When things got to this point, no matter how carefully he weaved lies, he couldn't get past it, so he simply told the truth.
After he finished speaking, he held his breath and prepared to face the questions, but only to be silenced. Everyone had their faces lowered and their brows furrowed in deep thought.
The truth seems to be within reach, but also seems to be separated by a mountain that cannot be climbed.
"What happened to Jack's scream at that time?" Deep fear appeared on Kruger's sick face, "It seemed like a switch was turned on in my brain, and memories from decades ago flooded out. I had been sick for a long time. My deceased sister reappeared before my eyes."
"Seven or eight years old, she was dressed in a white hospital gown and was as thin as a doll. She hugged me and cried, begging me to save her. But I am not God, how can I resurrect a dead person? I have been having this nightmare for the past two days."
"That voice reminded me of the communication process with the most brutal murderer in San Quentin. Oh, no, it's worse than that." Holden nodded with lingering fear. "I have never been so sick, sad, and uncomfortable that I want to suicide."
"You didn't just 'think' about correcting a mistake," Carl shook his head. "You had already put the gun to your head. If Dean hadn't stopped you, you would have gone to see God."
"This is definitely not hypnosis."
Karl rubbed his red face and added,
"Fake! Even I was caught in the trap without knowing it. After entering the botanical garden, I fell asleep inexplicably, and when I woke up, I seemed to have forgotten something. Perhaps only the supernatural can explain all of this."
Dean smiled;
"You police officers who are most particular about evidence are willing to believe in unscientific explanations?"
"Anyone will change his mind after experiencing the funeral incident." Holden stared out the window, his handsome face tense, and even the swollen dark circles under his eyes revealed confusion,
"In the past two days, I have begun to reflect deeply. Things that I once regarded as superstitious may be real. However, because of the education I received in the past, the inherent thinking in my mind, and the deep-rooted prejudices of the society around me, I have always been unwilling to believe it."
Karl looked at his colleagues around him with deep sympathy,
"Maybe demons and angels exist... Guys, let's go to church together on the weekend, talk to the priest, and exorcise demons? Maybe we can get a good night's sleep?"
"It's up to you, boss."
Several police officers nodded in unison, and then turned their curious eyes to Dean for further answers.
"I'm sorry, guys, I don't understand it myself, and I can't explain it, but I've looked away."
Dean stood up and walked around everyone, pressing their shoulders one by one.
"Everything in the world is beyond imagination, and there are countless unsolved mysteries: the Loch Ness Monster, the Bermuda Triangle, the pyramids, and UFOs. Some of them have been around for hundreds of years, and there is still no conclusion yet."
"But do they affect our daily lives?"
Dean glanced at the faces of these experienced police officers one by one and shook his head.
"It doesn't matter. Now that the case is over, what we should really focus on is that the real murderer of Bucky Fran has been captured and brought to justice, and Abby, who has suffered unjust injustice, will be released from prison today."
"As for whether the murderer is a human or a monster, it's not our business. It's the people above who should worry."
"Everyone have a good rest, go back and relax with your family, and forget about this case completely."
Except for Holden who participated in the whole process, Carl and Kruger all had a look of confusion in their eyes. From beginning to end, they were like puppets on strings. After a few simple runs, they solved a major case.
"By the way, you haven't slept for the past few days, okay? The strange screams Jack made at that time have had a serious psychological impact on you. You should all go see a psychiatrist. I don't want to suddenly hear the news of your suicide one day in the future. .”
"Boy, we are not that fragile!" Kruger roared at him with a red face and a thick neck.
"Shut up, who was crying and saying that he is not God? You must go to psychological counseling for me tomorrow!" Karl glared at him, then looked at Dean, "You should also take a good rest for two days..."
"I'm afraid I have to rest longer..." Dean said bluntly, "I'm a little tired."
Throughout the entire case, he felt that convincing the police officers took more effort than investigating the case itself.
In addition, he is also worried that continuing to obtain cases from the LVPD at a high frequency will induce unpredictable risks and once again draw this group of ordinary people into dangerous supernatural events.
"In the next two months, until 1981, I will suspend my volunteer work. In addition, I have to work hard in order to successfully obtain my high school diploma."
There was a moment of silence in the conference room, and everyone looked stunned. No one expected that the most diligent volunteer in the history of lvpd would suddenly take a long vacation.
Karl laughed and stretched out his hand towards him.
"I almost forgot that you are still a high school student. So be it, but don't keep everyone waiting too long. I'm really not used to it without your help."
"Yes." Dean gave him a high-five, then turned to Holden, who looked unwilling and eager, "Man, when I regain some energy, I will contact you."
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After leaving the LVPD, Dean drove to the parking lot outside the Vegas detention center.
Friends arrived earlier and were gathering next to a Lincoln, chatting and touching around Abby who had just come out of the detention center.
Abby’s parents and barrister Luc Will also stood nearby with beaming faces.
"Here you are, Dean! You're so late, everyone is waiting for you!"
Rust waved to him excitedly, jumping up and down like an orangutan that had eaten chili peppers.
Dean and Rust high-fived each other, and glanced at the tomboy opposite. He was wearing a brand new green dress, his hair was a little longer, his figure was slim and slender, his chin was pointed, but he was in good spirits and had acne on his face. Before I knew it, it was gone.
Now Abby actually has a girlish look, but her breasts are still mediocre.
Abby looked at him quietly, her eyes sparkling, and hesitation, nervousness, and joy flashed across her thin face. She hesitated to speak as if she was brewing some kind of emotion.
"Haha, our family's great benefactor is here!" Abby's father, the middle-aged handsome man Batista, suddenly shouted and held Dean's left hand firmly with both hands.
"How can we thank you?" Ms. Raj hugged Dean from behind with tears in her eyes, allowing him to enjoy the passion and majesty of a mature woman. "What is your wish?"
Dean was surprised by the enthusiasm, but was infected unconsciously. His mood became lighter, and the lingering sadness in his chest a few days ago was also greatly relieved.
He suddenly understood what Taim meant - positive emotions can resist and alleviate negative emotions.
Dean calmly freed himself from the woman's arms and looked around at the faces that were red with excitement.
"This is not my fault, it is the joint efforts of everyone. I just played a supporting role."
“Excessive modesty is hypocrisy.”
The barrister stretched out his chubby palm and shook Dean's hand.
"We were helpless under the various strong evidences of the district attorney. If you hadn't personally caught the almost non-existent criminal to the police station and completely turned the case around, then Abby would have been doomed in her life."
The barrister raised his voice and patted Dean on the shoulder.
"You stood up again, just like the Lake Mead incident. You made the impossible possible. You saved a family and created a miracle."
When the lawyer said this, Abby finally plucked up the courage, stepped forward with open hands, looked up at him, her eyes shone with admiration and gratitude, and a faint blush appeared on her face.
"Congratulations, Abby, after you get through this difficult time, your life will be smooth in the future."
Dean hugged her, patted her back, and changed the subject.
"So Lawyer Lucville, the trouble is over?"
The fat man nodded and sighed, "Our Abby has certificates from Batista, Raj, and the family doctor."
"The other Abby has no evidence and is still asleep and unable to argue. The prosecutor's office, the court, and the police department are all ready to cut the knot quickly and convict her of first-degree murder as an explanation to Bucky Fran's parents. .”
“Having said that, if Raj and Batista hadn’t denied it fiercely, I would have suspected that the murderer was Abby’s twin sister.
Upon hearing this, Dean looked at the large number of prompts flashing before his eyes and grinned.
Although the process was tortuous, the results were pretty good.
His only regret is that he was unable to save another innocent man still imprisoned in San Quentin, David Lee.
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"Dean, we bought a lot of things, and we are going to have a sumptuous barbecue party today to cleanse Abby." Batista looked at him with a smile, that look was very familiar to Dean, just like Thomas looked at him. , "Everyone goes, you come too!"
"OK."
"Let's go, everyone!"
Rust grabbed Brittney's hand and rushed to Ford with a yell.
Dean got into his Bronco, and Gretchen followed subconsciously.
"Gretchen, you drive, I want to take a nap."
"Um."
Dean got into the passenger seat and his mind sank into the system:
The event Devil or Innocent is 100% progressed and the event is completed.
Through your imagination and some luck, you solve the mystery of the disguise and clear the innocent Abby's name.
You took a huge risk, killed the Death Eater and brought justice. It turns out that even the beings in fairy tales and legends cannot harm your companions in front of you!
Depending on the outcome of the event, special rewards have been formed and you can withdraw them at any time.
extract.
You gain 120 experience points.
Personal level lv2(60/300)→(180/300)
You can choose one of the following four special rewards -
A. Superpower - Tide of Tears: Draw power from other people's sadness, pain and despair, store it in the body, detonate it when used, and exert mental impact on targets within a certain range. Those affected will undergo a will test. .
No less than 20 points, immune to this mental shock
No less than 15 points, slight shock, trance, difficulty concentrating.
If it is not less than 10 points, you will be moderately impacted, and the unbearable past events will reappear in front of you, causing you to have visual and auditory hallucinations, insomnia, emotional loss, and addiction to sadness.
If it is lower than 10 points, the person will be severely impacted and will fall into grief on the spot and be unable to extricate themselves. They will commit acts of self-mutilation and harm to others. The negative effects will last for at least a month.
Note: This ability requires at least 15 points of spirit.
By improving this ability, your spirit will be slightly improved.
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B super ability - Mimicry: Obtain the blood of the target, and transform its own shape and DNA according to the blood sample. Except for the soul, it will transform into the selected target from the inside out.
After transformation, you cannot possess any memory or ability of the target, and your attributes are biased towards the original attributes.
Initial level:
The transformed state can last up to 48 hours, but if you die while in the transformed state, your body will not recover.
Deformation preparation period that requires 24 hours of blood analysis
There is a seven-day cooling and recovery period after the transformation.
Mimic targets are limited to humans
Note: Selecting this ability requires a certain amount of time to solidify and activate.
By improving this ability, your physique will be slightly improved.
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C Super Power - Mark: Mark the chosen person, you can sense the target's status and location at any time, and remotely control the target to make it fall into a state of lethargy, fever, pain and loss of resistance.
At the initial level, only one mark can exist at the same time, and the duration is up to one month.
Note: The mark cannot be removed by ordinary means.
By improving this ability, your perception will be slightly improved.
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D increases physical attributes by 1 point.
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Wow…
Dean grinned with excitement, closed his eyes and laid down more relaxed with his hands around the back of his head.
In one incident, three super power rewards appeared, all from the Death Eater.
It's worthy of being a legendary species, and it's also worthy of the fact that I spent so long and almost got my head shot.
Choose one of four.
Dean first eliminated option D, which lacked growth potential.
Attributes can be improved through other skills, but if you miss your superpower this time, you may not have another chance.
Then A is excluded.
There is no doubt about the power of this ability. Twice, Dean lost his resistance and allowed himself to be slaughtered by the Death Eater.
But Dean subconsciously rejects this ability. If he can gain power from human sadness and pain, does that mean he has to abuse others to become stronger?
Ability does not differentiate between good and evil, but in the supernatural world, possessing the Tide of Tears will greatly increase the risk of losing control. Dean is worried that one day in the future, he will become another unscrupulous sleepless person.
In addition, his mental attribute is less than 15, so this ability cannot be used temporarily.
Can't bear to rule out A.
Dean didn't hesitate for too long between B and C. Although the mark was a powerful hunting weapon, the mimic was more powerful and comprehensive.
Changing one's form from the DNA level is equivalent to a man with a thousand faces who comes and goes without a trace in the current scientific society.
After changing the form, hunting, escaping, and reconnaissance are as convenient as dressing and eating.
The only pity is that it takes a certain amount of time to solidify the ability, so you can’t try it immediately after choosing it.
"The decision is yours."
"Choose B, sure."
The next second, Dean seemed to have drank a cup of freshly brewed hot coffee, and there were some subtle changes in his body, but he couldn't tell if he felt it carefully.
At the same time, the 4/5 in the ability column became 5/5.
A new item has been added - Mimicry lv0 (curing countdown: 20 days)
"Well, 20 days is faster than I thought. I can activate the new ability before November."
"But before I knew it, the ability bar was full. Does this mean I can't get new superpowers in the future?"
Dean's head tightened, and then he suddenly realized,
“There’s definitely some channel amplification capability column.”
"I don't have to worry. After all, I can't bite off more than I can chew. My shadow of the past, shape-shifting, meditation and other abilities have just started, and they are far from realizing their huge potential."
"It is better to fully develop, strengthen, and utilize them than to constantly acquire new capabilities that are unused."
(End of chapter)
