Who could be standing here looking down?
Ke Meng is thinking about candidates, while Captain Luo and Cheng Le are both trying to synesthesia.
Dr. Liang has the lowest gnosis in the team, so she usually doesn't need to be synaesthetes. After all, she is a doctor, so it would be bad if she receives crazy information.
Kemen continued to look at the scenery below, but he was still unable to enter a deeper level of synesthesia.
It's like there's a layer of membrane between them, but something is still missing.
Ke Meng looked at the sky. It was night. He still lacked the night sky to fully integrate into the environment and have synaesthesia.
His synaesthesia skills are strong, but he cannot sense further if the environment does not support it.
After all, he does not have the strength of the evil god himself, and he does not essentially exceed the limits of human beings.
People have limits, someone said.
Kemen turned around and waited for his two teammates to finish synesthesia, which lasted about five minutes.
"How's it going? What did you see?"
"Someone has been here. I suspect it is the missing security guard." Luo Yuan said.
"Well, I saw someone take away the book, but I couldn't see his face. It seems that once I see it, I will see a very scary face." Cheng Le said with a frown, as if he was frightened by the terrifying atmosphere.
"Amon, what about you?"
"I saw him standing in front of the window looking downstairs. I need to have synesthesia again at night. There should be no people downstairs in the library. I try to restore the scene as much as possible." Kemen said.
Captain Luo said solemnly: "Then do you know the time? The sense of time is very important. If you synesthetize at the wrong time, you may get the wrong information, which may be left by the enemy."
"wrong information?"
"Yes, foreign forces and transnational illegal organizations are targeting our investigation bureau, often deliberately setting up traps to trap our investigators. Our injured teammate of the 49th Investigation Team was trapped because of this, and now he is not mentally healthy." Luo Yuan said seriously. road.
After Captain Luo learned that Ke Meng wanted to synesthetize at night, he keenly smelled the smell of conspiracy, and his own spirituality gave him a slight warning.
Time, place, main characters.
Combining the three elements for synaesthesia will turn into directional synaesthesia, which is very likely to lead to a trap deliberately set by the enemy.
Is waiting for Kemon a confusing perception, or is it really happening?
Risks and opportunities coexist.
"The source of this special area is the printer. Another suspect is involved on the sixth floor. The missing security guard is the most suspicious." Luo Yuan said based on his own experience.
"Then check the security first." Kemeng and others took photos of the scene to collect evidence, and then went downstairs to analyze.
Officials have already been investigating the disappearance of the security guard. Since the library's surveillance records have been destroyed, it is impossible to find out when the security guard left the library. All kinds of doubts point to him.
Kemeng received the security file material sent by a police officer. The name of the security guard on the file material was Hong Zhiyuan, and a big picture was posted on it.
Security guard Hong Zhiyuan is very thin, with dead fish eyes, thin lips, and a high nose bridge. He looks a bit cold and handsome. He is 1.75 meters tall.
Looking at this portrait, Kemen felt a faint sense of familiarity.
Where have you seen it?
It seemed like I was looking up at the dark shadow behind the sixth floor window.
Ke Meng looked down and looked at his employment experience. On his resume, he was a graduate of the 196th class of a certain police academy. He only joined the library on New Year's Day this year.
However, due to home quarantine issues, Hong Jiyuan self-isolated after just 20 days of work, and did not officially go to work until two months later.
In the past two months, he has not gone anywhere. This position includes food and accommodation, so he naturally lives in the dormitory.
After a while, the police brought Hong Zhiyuan’s roommate over.
Hong Zhiyuan’s roommate is also a security guard in the library, but he doesn’t know much about Hong Zhiyuan.
"Hong Zhiyuan goes to bed as soon as he comes back from work. He rarely plays with his mobile phone. He is a weirdo. He doesn't talk to me at ordinary times. I don't even want to talk to him..." Roommate Ke Fei was sitting on a small chair. His butt was not restful and moved everywhere.
The person in front of Ke Fei was Luo Yuan, the captain of Investigation Team No. 49. Facing Luo Yuan's fierce eyes, Ke Fei could not calm down. He was afraid of Captain Luo's eyes.
"During self-isolation, he doesn't have to go to work, but he sleeps during the day and sits by the window playing with his mobile phone at night. I don't know who he is chatting with. I have no interest in knowing. This person is so weird. One day it will be revealed that he is a fugitive. News about murderers is not surprising to me." Ke Fei kept talking.
It can be seen that Ke Fei dislikes this taciturn roommate very much. His openness and silence are all his shortcomings, and he doesn't see a single advantage.
Sometimes the disadvantages are easier to remember than the advantages.
"He behaves strangely, his biological clock is reversed, and he doesn't communicate with others..." Cheng Le recorded on the side.
Ke Meng stared at Ke Fei and suddenly asked: "Then do you know what friends he has?"
Ke Fei was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't know about this. I probably don't have many friends."
After leaving some contact information, Ke Fei left.
The four-person investigation fell into a quagmire.
It stands to reason that once the special field is lifted, their mission is completed.
But now that an accident on the sixth floor has been revealed, the investigation team has to investigate again.
If you don't investigate, you may be in trouble one day.
The traffic police inquired about the road surveillance, focusing on the surveillance near the library, looking for the weird security guard, or looking for the vehicle.
After a while, the superiors came to help. They found the phone numbers of Hong Zhiyuan's college friends. Although they only found a few, there will be more and more in the future.
Luo Yuan called each of them one by one, but the answer he got was completely opposite personal evaluation.
"Hong Zhiyuan, this guy was our school idol in college. He was very active and cheerful. He also won the honor of the top ten male singers on campus and the debate team award..."
"Hong Jiyuan strikes me as a warm-hearted college president. Officer, what happened to him?"
Some students were worried that something had happened to Hong Zhiyuan. After all, coming from a police academy, there are certain risks in entering this industry.
"What do you think, Amon?" Cheng Le asked.
"There is a polar reversal between the time he was in college and the time he entered society. It should be that he has experienced major events and his thoughts have changed." Kemeng said.
"Yeah, but I feel like there's something in your words." Cheng Le asked.
The investigator's sixth sense is keen. Although his synesthesia is not as good as Kemen's, he is still good at reading faces.
Kemen recalled the classic investigation cases in the investigator's manual. There had been cases of possession by members of the Shadow Stream, and warned investigators to be careful of the Shadow Stream and be careful of being infiltrated.
Based on his own feeling, he said slowly: "Is it possible that someone from Shadow Stream invaded him?"
As soon as the word "Shadow Stream" came out, the three people's eyes froze.
