Ding dong——
——Ding dong
The doorbell rings slowly and steadily, showing a polite interruption and determination not to give up until the door is knocked.
This was Zuo Dao's opinion. He glanced at the "battlefield" in the hall and scratched his head.
What to do?
That is to say, someone had just been dismembered here, and Zuo Dao wondered for two seconds whether others could believe it.
Sighing, it seems that I can only...
Keep the enemy out of the room, well, let’s try it.
"coming!"
Zuo Dao raised his somewhat hoarse voice and shouted.
On the way to the door, he picked up a bottle of mineral water, and with a give-and-take mentality, he quickly washed and wiped his face.
He looked at the soaked clothes with black blood stains and threw them aside. At the same time, he thanked the previous owner for his good habit of throwing away clothes and daily belongings, and picked up one to put on him.
At the same time, the brain is racing again, trying to retrieve "this life".
Name: Zuo Dao
"...."
Zuo Dao was stunned for a moment and smiled silently.
What a coincidence, isn't it... The young man is very... well, he has a dark path.
Age: 17
Huayu, Nanzhou, Huacheng, Huacheng No. 1 Middle School, sophomore in high school.
Loves occultism, has excellent grades in history, and is an engineering enthusiast...
Physical examination is normal...Parents have lost contact...There is little contact with relatives...
I have very few interpersonal relationships and am currently admitted to the History Department of Nanbu University...
The academic pressure is moderate... I have no classes and stay at home all year round... I have a taciturn personality... I have a small savings...
At this point in my mind, except for the important content at the moment, the rest of the fragmented memories need to be sorted out.
Thinking about this, Zuo Dao sighed. He was sure that he had traveled through time, or it was similar to soul travel. An indescribable feeling lingered in his heart. He had a plan in mind based on the preferences of his 'former master'.
...
No. 173 Huaiyang Road.
"Observation center, the joint team has arrived."
"Received, the command authority is transferred to the officers of the Mysterious Processing Department. The current danger level is summarized as level five, and you two are allowed to leave the action sequence when encountering unconventional threats."
"The two of me have received it, and the command authority has been transferred."
In front of the door, two operators wearing 'General Affairs Bureau' uniforms and armbands stood nervously at the front.
After pressing the doorbell, they subconsciously looked at the two men and women in black trench coats behind who also had the same armbands but completely different uniforms.
The man felt their gazes. The burly man in a trench coat suddenly touched his cheek, and then took a sharp sniff:
"It smells like blood, many kinds."
He paused and continued to distinguish: "The old blood is about an hour old, mixed with human and non-human blood, and the fresh blood is no more than three minutes old, and it still has a slight burnt smell."
His words made the operators in front look even more nervous, but they didn't say anything, just nodded and continued to ring the doorbell.
"Here we come," said the burly man.
Then, the door opened.
"What's up?"
After Zuo Dao opened the house, he looked at the four people outside the door in a daze. After seeing the uniforms and armbands of the four people, a memory emerged from his mind.
The Comprehensive Law Enforcement Affairs Bureau, whose full name is the Comprehensive Law Enforcement Affairs Bureau, has a "famous name" that the neighbors jokingly call the housekeeper.
It can be as small as littering, neighbors quarreling, or failing to catch thieves, or as big as rescuing hostages or exterminating criminals. Only ordinary people can't think of it. There is no case that they can't handle. If there is, then they will set up a new one urgently.
It was quite interesting for Zuo Dao to read the memory of the former master.
In his mind, he realized that according to his habit, he should observe through the peephole, at least...
But it was the previous owner's habit to open the door directly.
"Young man can't do it...you have to change this habit!" Zuo Dao thought.
Zuo Dao's normal appearance surprised them a little, and the two operators in front responded first:
"Hello, officer from the subdistrict area of the General Affairs Bureau, we are conducting anti-fraud and safety promotions and other matters. This is our ID."
After saying that, the two of them took out their dark blue-covered 'law enforcement certificates'. At this time, Zuo Dao looked behind the two people in front of him. The men and women in black uniforms and windbreakers had no intention of showing their certificates, but the woman Suddenly he took off his sunglasses and stared at himself.
"Well," Zuo Dao pondered for a moment and showed the behavior that a 'former master' should have: "What do you need my cooperation with?"
Zuo Dao's reply made the area operators hesitate a little, as if they were thinking about how to answer the call, and the current decision-making authority was no longer within the control of the two ordinary area operators.
At this time, the woman in the black trench coat behind spoke softly and took over the conversation:
"Classmate, are you the only one living here?" the woman asked with a smile, always staring at Zuodao.
"Well, yes, it's just me." Zuo Dao replied calmly.
The woman tilted her body, as if she wanted to see what was going on in the room behind the young man:
"Recently, someone in the city has reported that criminals are committing fraud. If you find anything unusual, please call us in time."
The woman emphasized 'any abnormality' intentionally or unintentionally. After saying this, she glanced at the burly man beside her.
"Go to the next store to promote it." The burly man understood.
After that, he took a few steps forward and patted the two area operators to signal him to leave first. He changed into a burly man in a black trench coat and stood in front of the left aisle.
"If you have any questions, please call the General Affairs Bureau at any time."
"Okay." Zuo Dao looked at him and nodded.
After greeting each other, the four of them left together and went elsewhere.
Zuo Dao closed the door in response and looked through the peephole in the direction in which the four people disappeared.
Zuo Dao was very sure that they were not going to the "next house" because his house was the first house on this big street. In his memory, all the door-to-door promotions started here and went to the next door, and so on. ..
But where the four 'General Affairs Bureau' officers went, the next street might be more appropriate.
So, it's very intriguing.
Inside the patrol car.
The two business area operators didn't speak, but glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time, or rather the woman in the windbreaker.
After thinking for a while, the woman in the trench coat asked for the intercom:
"Call the observation center and confirm that there is an abnormality in House No. 173. The danger of the residents is unknown. There is no sign of attack yet. The current situation is clear. It is recommended to send additional operators to perform observation tasks. The risk level is recommended to be maintained."
"The observation center has received it and is waiting for the takeover personnel."
...
No. 173 Huaiyang Road, inside the house.
Nearly two hours have passed since the knock on the door, and Zuo Dao, dragging his body with exhaustion, finally finished cleaning the "battlefield."
After confirming that there were no other abnormalities anywhere in the two-story building, he leaned on the sofa and looked thoughtfully at the black and gray 'book' on the tea table. He seemed to have discovered something about it, but soon Kuai Zuodao put it aside and thought about his situation.
"This place after time travel has the same human-dominated group, similar living habits, and even regional divisions caused by race and color. From the current memory of 'Body', there is nothing weird or extraordinary in this world. Knowledge and technology tree.
"Well...excluding what just happened, this also means that the world is not as peaceful as the 'body' thinks in its memory."
He took out his mobile phone, which was almost the same as the one on Earth, and opened the photo album. Before cleaning the "battlefield" in the hall, he took pictures and saved them.
Looking at the pattern style in the photo, Zuo Dao touched his chin:
"It has an obvious 'metaphysical color', but it is not any system I know. It has a bit of the characteristics of Western black magic. From the previous "control" of me, it is similar to the 'sacrifice of ghosts' Mysterious characteristics...are special features of this world?"
Zuo Dao nodded. At this moment, he couldn't help but pat his head.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
As one of the former gold medal undercover villains, Zuo Dao lives a crooked life and is naturally well-read in novels.
I have fully learned the basic outlines of eight rebirths and three time travels, but when it comes to myself, I still feel a little confused and unable to start.
"The body's muscle memory has obvious habits left over from the 'predecessors', and it is easy to act against my own ideas in certain emergency situations... This needs to be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise there will be big problems.
"The emotions of the former master are also obviously left behind. Hehe, at this time, I feel as if there are two people in my body, dual cards and dual standby, but I can confirm that there is no sign of a second "soul" in my body, which is a bit interesting.
"The memory is still incomplete. Apart from daily life, important memories, and recent events, there is no memory of the origin of the book on the table. This also makes it impossible for me to determine whether "he" committed suicide on his own, or whether there was someone behind the inducement. "he".
“So the first priority is to make sure I’m safe, but it’s always good to be prepared for the worst in things like this.
"Assuming someone wants to kill "him", it also means that I am still alive, and the other party must still want to kill me..."
Thinking about it, Zuo Dao sighed. As a person who used to be at the forefront in the mysterious field of metaphysics, now because of changing his 'body' and 'world', his abilities have greatly improved. limit.
"Not only did his cultivation come to naught, but when he faced danger before, he had to use crappy orthodox spells at critical moments. It was really embarrassing for the former evil leader.
After cheering up for a moment, he continued to think about any methods he could use in his "newbie" state.
At this moment, he urgently needed to confirm his safety. Soon, he thought of two things - divination and pendulum.
But after thinking for a moment that I was in a state similar to soul penetration, I listed two methods as quasi-excluded:
"Although this world has the same time system, the planetary environment and star distribution are likely to be completely different. And although the 'owner' of this 'body' is an occult enthusiast, he has no memory of astronomy at all. But It’s too scientific...”
Zuo Dao was slightly speechless. If this person was his student, he would definitely beat him up.
While complaining, he turned on his mobile phone, looked at the world's search engines, and entered astronomy-related keywords. Not only did he find nothing, but a pop-up window even warned 'Do not search for illegal content'...
It seems like the 'former owner' can't be blamed?
That's okay.
At this point, Zuo Dao decisively rejected the two methods currently used to determine his own safety status:
"The uncertain astral environment will have an unknown impact on all divination. After all, the basis of magic is based on time, humanity, and geography. Without these, magic is no better than tossing a coin, and it can't be relied on. this.
"And it also involves this kind of 'supernatural' event. There is a high probability that the direction of divination can easily be misled to the result "they" want. And I don't have the ability to eliminate this interference now, which is almost like throwing myself into a trap.
"This is especially true for the pendulum. The principle is that ordinary people use the magnetic field around them to find the 'wandering spirit' through 'feelings', thereby obtaining indirect and indirect information feedback. The accuracy itself is not guaranteed.
"What's more, the 'mysterious' content of this world may be completely different from what I have learned, just like the underlying metaphysical rules that are completely different. If I accidentally invite a big baby... I want to report to the underworld, it will be a good pregnancy. no..."
Zuo Dao couldn't help but exhale. He lacked the means. How long had it been since he had been so embarrassed?
At this moment, he was like the world in his "previous life", where ordinary people were helpless when encountering supernatural things. They didn't know if there was still danger, and they didn't know when the danger would come, and they didn't know whether the danger would end. They had to either wait for death or fight. Even if you search the "master" in your address book for help, you will most likely be deceived.
Thinking of this, Zuo Dao put his left hand on his chin and tapped his index finger. Since he currently does not have the best way to determine the safety status, he can only change his mind to explore...
Find people or means who can deal with potential crises and confirm your situation.
While thinking, he thought of Xiang Zhuang's sword dance not long ago, which was intended to be Pei Gong's "fraud prevention propaganda". Zuo Dao tapped his fingers on his chin and said thoughtfully:
"Among the four people in the 'General Affairs Bureau', there is obviously something wrong with the two people in black trench coats. It's hard to say whether they are men. The woman has special eyes. She probably has the ability to observe abnormal situations, similar to a person with open eyes. Although now Their cultivation dissipated, but their eyesight was not lost... Hehe, but they left after scrawling a few questions. This is very strange...
"Perhaps the woman sensed a problem and was afraid that the house would be in danger of being unable to cope with it, or that entering rashly would cause bigger problems, so she chose a conservative approach and continued to observe me.
"From the time the 'previous owner' of this body had the accident to the time they came over, it can be determined that it didn't take long. The boy also called 'Zuo Dao' did not show anything in his memory during these days before planning this ceremony. Unusual, well...at least in memory.
"Then there is a possibility that the law enforcement agencies in this world called the 'General Affairs Bureau' have their own means to detect 'supernatural' events that occur within their jurisdiction...
"For example, in the past world, there was a group of Feng Shui gentlemen who were recruited. They ran around like black slaves every day observing the energy. Once they found something abnormal, they would ring the phone and three trucks of people would come to the door...
"Of course, it's also possible that the 'former owner' didn't notice it himself, but in fact he had already been put under observation by the other party, and then the 'General Affairs Bureau' found something abnormal and sent someone here. However, judging from the other party's attitude and the number of people when they came to the door, , the possibility is very small.”
Zuo Dao, who was thinking about this and how to determine his own safety, had an idea in his mind. He couldn't help laughing, but quickly stopped his expression. This was not the mood he should have, and it was obviously the former owner. The problem remains.
"Maybe there is a way. Since I can't solve it at the moment, let's try to find them. If I'm not wrong, the other party must also want to know my status and situation now. Well... I hope they don't mind me. bother."
"But I also have to do some precautions to prevent them from having to face unknown dangers if they slip up."
Thinking about it, Zuo Dao swiped his phone to bring up the dial pad, on which he entered the police report phone number of the General Affairs Bureau.
The purpose is self-evident.
Sir, help!
But he put the phone on the table first and did not make a call.
Instead, he fixed his gaze on the charred book.
He whispered four words:
"Trick, paper cutting——"
