The bloody scene was made up of people and seats. Kemen saw a man wearing a peaked cap picking up a sharp knife in the stadium. He lowered his head and could not see his face clearly.
He lowered his head and muttered strange and incomprehensible words.
The whisper that Ke Meng heard was made by the man in the peaked hat, but his voice was not chaotic enough or powerful enough to have a very obvious impact on Ke Meng.
I saw the man in the peaked cap stabbing a red seat with a knife. When the knife went down, blood actually came out.
Once, twice, three times, he stabbed faster and faster, and a large amount of blood spurted out on the red seat as if the wound was expanding. The blood flowed more and more, until it soaked to the ground of the stadium.
Once the sensation reaches this point, the picture disappears.
The confused whispers had no effect on Kemon, which shows how strong the 256.5 resistance is.
Ke Meng returned to the red seat again. Looking at the blood that kept gushing out, he asked abruptly: "Captain Luo, have these blood been taken for quality inspection?"
"It has been taken for quality inspection. The blood component is human blood, with human hemoglobin and other substances, but the DNA inside is not human genes..." Luo Yuan shook his head.
"Well, let me take care of it. Can you avoid it for a while? Give me half a minute." Kemeng said.
Luo Yuan was stunned, "What do you want to do?"
"Do some research, otherwise what else can you do?" Kemeng didn't say what he wanted to do.
Luo Yuan said "Wait a minute" and asked his superiors for instructions.
After a while, the director called Kemeng and asked him what he wanted to do.
"Cat." Kemon said only one word.
The director realized that this was the case.
It is indeed better to use the big-faced cat to directly check the information of the red seats than everyone's random guessing.
The Bureau of Investigation has not moved the red seat because the scene still needs to be investigated and its integrity needs to be maintained for synaesthesia.
Kemeng's method is very violent, and he knows the seat information directly from the information level.
The more you know, the higher the probability of synaesthesia. People in the Investigation Bureau secretly knew this. The director agreed without much thought, but also told Kemeng that he must take out the rational copy when synesthesia. If something goes wrong, just take a look. transcript.
Not long after, people in the gymnasium were called outside, or were called to wait in the passage downstairs.
Ke Meng asked Tangyuan Baisugao to keep an eye on him, and he took a picture of the big-faced cat and stared at it for fifteen seconds.
Fifteen seconds later, he put the big-faced cat back into his scarf, and then savored the strange knowledge he had just gained.
"Flesh Seat"
"Those who sit on the seats will be eaten by the seats, and their flesh and blood will become a part of it."
"The flesh-and-blood seat is currently in a damaged state and has lost its functions."
That's the lore of the seat, and then there's the blood coming out of the seat, with additional explanations.
"Blood of Sad Wind"
"Drink this blood and your actions will gradually become tragic."
Sad wind... Kemeng looked weird, and the vocabulary given by the big-faced cat was quite spiritual. I didn't expect that its small vocabulary library would have such a word.
Looking at the seat that was constantly bleeding, Kemen reported the function of the seat and blood flow to the director.
The director said he understood and he would send the information to every investigator working on the case as soon as possible.
A minute later, the investigators at the stadium knew the purpose of the blood and seats in the stadium.
"So, does this blood have anything to do with the incident?"
"I guess the victim was hit by something, um, so he found a seat to vent his anger?"
"Nothing wrong, but we have to consider one thing. Since our investigation bureau cannot find the source of information on the Internet, this person really has something and is not an ordinary criminal." Someone said.
Kemen has been working in the Bureau of Investigation for a while and already knows that there is a special item on the Internet at the Bureau of Investigation headquarters, and that the entire network across the country is being monitored by it.
"The communication network is different from the Internet," said Kemeng.
"But now with the development of the Internet, the two have been connected..." Cheng Le said.
Ke Meng didn't understand the principle of this kind of network, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Based on the existing information, he quietly synesthetized and deepened his feelings.
Slowly, more strange pictures came in.
The man in the peaked cap stood in the middle of the stadium, with blood spread all over the floor. He chanted something loudly, as if summoning someone.
But the cap's call was unsuccessful, and a lot was missing from the scene.
Without those things, the summons will most likely fail. The other party seems to have no knowledge in this area and does not know how difficult it is to summon without direction.
The synaesthesia scene ended here, but Kemen did not give up.
Synesthesia doesn't stop there. Just now Kemen saw the knife and hat of the man in the peaked hat.
Where did you buy the knife?
Where did you buy the hat?
These were the two things that impressed Kemeng the most. Because they were deeply impressed, he naturally became able to develop synesthesia slowly.
In addition, Kemeng himself was at the scene of the murder, with environmental bonuses, and he quickly found the feeling.
If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to use his synesthesia ability like Ke Meng to eat and drink.
Not long after, Kemen saw pictures of two online stores, where they were shopping.
After taking a look at the time, Kemeng uploaded the message he had just received to his superiors.
There is a specific time and store name, and you just need to lock in the person who placed the order at that time.
The superiors took it very seriously and immediately sent the news to the headquarters for further investigation by the Internet tool.
After a while, Kemen got new news.
People have found out that in a certain community in Whale City, he is an ordinary office worker who lives on the 18th floor.
According to the location given above, Kemeng immediately led people to rush over.
In order to protect Ke Meng's safety, people from the three investigation teams accompanied Ke Meng to a certain community.
When we arrived at the community, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the dark night was hazy, shrouding this quiet community.
Ke Meng found that the lights on the 18th floor were not turned on and wondered if the owner was in the house.
In the community, the street lights glowed with cool light, and some children were active in the garden carefree, seemingly feeling nothing abnormal.
The soldiers carefully dispersed these unsuspecting people, but Kemen had already led people into the elevator.
There are a total of twelve people in the three groups. Everyone is crowded in the freight elevator of a residential complex and clicks on the 18th floor.
With a buzzing sound, the elevator slowly climbed up from the -1 floor, beating word by word.
After a while, the elevator jumped from the 17th floor to the 18th floor.
With a ding, the elevator door opened, revealing a dark corridor outside.
Stepping into the corridor, the cold wind quietly caressed Kemeng's face.
Approaching Room 1801, which is Room 1 on the 18th floor.
Everyone looked at each other, and a technician controlled the drone to fly outside the window on the 18th floor, first turning on the light to shine inside.
As soon as the lights were turned on, curtains were hung on every window of the resident. The drone couldn't capture the specific picture, so I didn't know what the situation was.
After thinking about it, Kemeng motioned for everyone to give way, then patted his scarf, and the round glutinous rice balls appeared.
