Save the child, or get rid of the child?
Dean rubbed his temples helplessly.
The system was peaceful for a while, and then began to inexplicably induce itself to commit crimes.
But he chose to save people without hesitation.
"Tim, where are you? Come back quickly," a man in a black and red shirt and glasses opposite raised his right hand and shouted to the crowd.
"Has anyone seen Tim? Has anyone seen my child?"
Another middle-aged woman with red eyes frantically stopped the shopping mall customers to ask questions. When she saw the child, she came up to look at her, which frightened her so much that she crawled into her parents' arms.
A team of mall security personnel were also searching the area.
"Dean, let's split up and help find someone!" Miss Gretchen, who was full of sense of justice, looked around with a serious look on her face, "Meet us in the photo studio later."
"be safe."
Gretchen left, and Dean instantly opened his God's perspective. The crowds of people around him, hundreds of products, various smells, colors, and huge and complicated information rushed into his brain, as if the CPU was instantly overloaded. He exited the God's perspective dizzily, and his nose was so hot that he almost fell down.
Well.
"Does God's perspective have this side effect?"
Dean took a deep breath to cool his heated brain.
If Tim had been taken away from the mall, it would be almost impossible to find him within half an hour.
However, the system gave a half-hour limit. According to Dean's past experience, the time limit given by the system is very sufficient, and it will only be more, not less.
Well, now Dean has learned to use the system's prompts as an important tool for solving crimes.
It knows almost everything, and every change in progress and every fragmented description contains some key information.
"Half an hour means the child should still be in the mall."
"But there is not enough time to search this large shopping mall with thousands of square meters like a headless fly. We must eliminate impossible areas."
Dean raised his head and looked towards the main entrance of the mall. Two big and round security guards were guarding the entrance. There was a surveillance camera hanging above the revolving door, and the back door opposite had the same configuration.
If a trafficker abducts a child, it will be difficult to leave from these two directions, and it will definitely be captured by surveillance cameras.
Dean looked up and saw that the entire mall was open from top to bottom, using a skylight design at the top to maintain air circulation without the need for surrounding windows.
He squeezed through the crowd and walked up the stairs to take a look at the layout of the second floor. There were a lot of customers and the windows were all closed. To escape by jumping out of the window, he would have to break the glass windows and make a huge noise, but the glass was all intact.
Then there are not many ways of escape left.
…
"I'm helping find Tim Cambage. I want to ask a question. Have you searched the bathroom and utility room?" Dean returned to the first floor and found an Asian security guard.
The security guard glanced at his yellow skin and black eyes, his eyes slightly friendly, "Some guys went there, but no one was found."
Dean nodded,
"Are there any other exits to the mall besides the main entrance and back entrance?"
The security guard turned his attention to the stairs not far away. "There is a safe passage on the first floor that leads to the external parking lot."
"Have you sent someone to search?"
The security guard frowned and shook his head.
Dean quickly went down the stairs to the first floor without saying a word. Only three minutes had passed since the investigation started.
He looked past the customers listening to the radio on the first floor, looked around like a hawk, and soon saw the "Exit" sign next to a Nike shoe store in the middle of the mall.
He burst through the secret door.
Tatata...hurried steps echoed in the dark and silent escape passage.
Dean ran wildly along the winding path for thirty seconds, summoning the ghost armor to protect his body, and at the same time took out the jiban warning in his arms.
There was too much traffic in the mall, and he didn't dare to bring a gun before entering, lest he get confused.
The light is getting brighter and brighter.
Not far ahead, at the end of the corridor, a faint white light outlines a huge, round figure with furry white skin, a simple round head and a bloated belly. Every time he takes a step, his shoulders and butt twist. The big feet are still making a squeaking sound, full of joy and naivety. If the children see it, be sure to come over and rub it.
Dean's eyes narrowed and he slowed down.
Although he only saw his back, he recognized the other person's identity at a glance. He was the doll costume that had performed magic tricks in the mall before.
Why don't you leave through the main entrance?
Dean clasped the fingers of his right hand inwards and pushed the shackle into his sleeve. With a smile on his lips, he greeted it friendly and came closer.
"Hi, Mr. Big Pyrenees, wait a minute."
The big white bear paused, turned around, and opened its big mouth with a bright smile on its honest bear face.
Dean's eyes were bright, like seeing a fan of his idol, approaching twenty meters away,
"Can you take a photo with me? My brother likes you very much."
Fifteen meters.
On the white bear's furry face, the round nose moved, as if it smelled something irritating, and its enthusiastic smile turned into a stiff and weird sneer.
It suddenly took out its right hand that was in its belly pocket, and the next second, there was a black metal object in the center of its big, round paw, and the tubular tip was pointed at Dean.
This scene, at first glance, seems unintimidating, like a cute teddy bear playing a prank with a water gun.
But the smile on Dean's face faltered.
Short body, close to the ground, rolling forward like lightning.
boom!
The air hissed, and the bullet exploded into a cloud of lime at his feet.
Whoosh—
The moment he stood up, the jihai in his sleeves slipped into his palm, and he threw it forward, like a dart, towards the big white bear!
call out--
The invisible shadow dragged the board to draw a meteor, and shot out twenty meters in the blink of an eye. Before the big white bear fired the second shot, it hit the right hand holding the gun heavily.
With a muffled grunt, the gun that Big White Bear was holding came out of his hand and landed on the ground.
Don't wait for it to react.
Dean had already rushed in front of it, caught the "boomerang" with his left hand, picked up the pistol with his right hand, and aimed at the big head.
"Don't move. If you don't want to turn into a dead bear, raise your hands immediately."
The white bear stood looking directly at him, neither running away nor obeying.
And Dean's perspective looked into its abnormally protruding belly - a little boy with blond hair and a blue coat was curled up and unconscious inside. Who else could it be if it wasn't Tim?
"Or a 'mother' bear with a cub in her belly?"
"I said don't move!"
Dean suddenly pulled the trigger, and the shot hit the floor at the feet of the white bear. The latter's furry arms that slowly retracted inward paused, and he raised his hands in resignation.
…
Shopping mall service center.
"Wow, I knew you would find me."
The boy woke up from his sleep and threw himself into his mother's arms and cried loudly.
The bloated woman knelt on the ground and hugged the boy tightly, kissing his face crazily. "It scared me to death, Tim. If something happens to you, how will I survive?"
"As long as he's not hurt!" The man took the boy from his wife's arms with lingering fear, lifted him up in the air and spun him around, "But listen, Tim, you are not allowed to leave our sight in the future, not even a step!"
The boy nodded heavily, looked back at the man who was handcuffed by two policemen, and cursed with fear and hatred,
"Bad bear, stinky bear, cover my mouth with a cloth and make me so sleepy!"
"Don't worry, Little Tim. This guy will spend a long time in prison and will never come out to hurt you again." Dean touched the boy's little head and looked at the captured kidnapper. He took off his doll clothes and revealed his true body——
He is in his twenties, with short platinum hair and eyes like delicate emeralds. He looks very handsome, has a tall and slender figure, has an elegant temperament and is obviously highly educated.
Facing the inspection and body search by the two police officers, this guy still maintained a calm and calm look on his face, with a hint of arrogance in his bones.
He is completely different from Dean's impression of a kidnapper who is rich, rough and has a low level of education.
"Thanks to you, sir, otherwise we would not have been able to bear the consequences... You saved our family and we will pray for you all our lives."
"God bless you."
The two couples had tears in their eyes and held Dean's hand tightly. They were so grateful that they almost knelt down to him. The father even left a business card, saying that if you have any trouble in the future or want to buy a house, just come to him. He definitely gives the lowest discount.
"Don't thank me, but thank everyone who helped." Dean shook his head, and a reminder flashed in front of his eyes:
You managed to catch the kidnapper and bring Tim Cambage back to his parents.
Once again, you have carried out the justice in your heart.
The investigation progress is 100%.
Rewards are waiting to be withdrawn.
extract.
Personal experience +30, lv2(230/300)→(260/300)
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Gretchen next to him looked at him with an extremely complicated look.
"You are also a great hero." Dean touched her hair.
"No need to comfort me, just save the child." Gretchen held his arm in admiration.
"Excuse me, you two. I'm Gerrich from the fourth group of lvpd." A muscular middle-aged police officer with an LVPD badge came over and shook hands with him, looking at him with admiration, "Karl's guy You boasted so much, but when I saw you today, I realized that they were not exaggerating in the slightest."
"Every time I go shopping with my girlfriend, I can catch a criminal kidnapping a child with a gun. It's really our loss if you don't come to work in the bureau."
"I was just lucky and guessed the right direction." Dean glanced at the criminal behind the glass. The other person responded to his gaze with an indescribable weird look and moved his nose like a dog.
"Don't be modest, man...but I'm sorry, I have to tell you some bad news." He looked apologetically at Dean and Gretchen, "Your date has to be temporarily terminated. Let's go back to the bureau to record a confession. Then take good care of this pervert."
(End of chapter)
