After entering the carriage, Chen Chuan found a seat and sat down. There was no one in the carriage at this time. People around him glanced at him and stayed away consciously.

Although he was only wearing casual clothes today, he was able to carry weapons and walk out openly, and the faint sense of oppression conveyed by him made him a fighter at first glance.

Waiting for the door to close, the tram to start, and the news program on the screen in the car to start playing.

"Hello everyone, this is Luo Qi's program. Yesterday, another violent attack by a fighter occurred on Ce Shu Street. This is the twelfth incident this month.

Yes, there are only twelve documented cases. This data is compiled by the government affairs department and is absolutely correct!"

The screen showed a patrol convoy roaring towards a building. The vehicles on both sides could only dodge in a hurry. One of the vehicles was unable to dodge and crashed into the street guardrail. Others stuck their heads out and yelled curses.

"Look, our city patrol team is once again on its way to the scene of the incident."

Behind him, scenes after scenes of vehicles speeding through the city appeared. Countless scenes were superimposed downwards, so densely packed that they were hard to count. In the end, he was suppressed by a hand with a snap.

The screen quickly switched to Roach's face with a cockscomb, but it looked surprisingly pleasing to the eye.

"Do you know? I suddenly thought of the rats in the city sewers. When they saw the corpses, they were like a feast. They kept gathering there. When the corpses were gone, they would wait for the next one.

Of course, I am not talking about our hard-working and dedicated patrol members. Do you still remember what our respectable Director Bao said?"

His accent became deep and restrained, "The central city is a very large area, and there are many places that need to be taken care of. Our inspectors often have to rush to the next place immediately after handling one thing. Most inspectors can only do this at most every day.

Get two meals…”

The voice said in a funny way, "Oh~ all you lost was your safety, but what we lost was a meal..."

Chen Chuan looked at the screen. Fighter crimes were happening every day. The number of crimes that appeared on fringe channels was sometimes more than twelve a day, but they just couldn't get on the mainstream channels.

Of course, the security in several prosperous areas is very strong, so such incidents are indeed relatively rare, and people there can't feel anything. However, in those marginal areas and invisible corners, there are countless conflicts every day.

In fact, the city patrol team can only handle some minor security incidents. Whether it is gang conflicts, crimes committed by fighters, or patients with functional disorders and syndromes, the patrol team cannot solve it. They are just introduced to provide the public with vents and scoldings.

object.

While he was watching, the tram arrived at the next stop. After a while, he felt something strange because a person got on the bus and sat next to him.

There were many empty seats in the car, and many people did not dare to approach him, but this man sat over him. Not only that, this man sat in a daze after sitting down, muttering something unknown.

Wu Bei's nervous voice sounded in his ears: "Brother Chen, this man's biological field is very chaotic, and he has many implants. He may be suffering from dementia..."

Chen Chuan glanced at this person. He was not sitting upright, but had his back to him.

As if aware of his gaze, he turned his head suddenly. His body didn't move, but his head turned directly to the back. He saw that the skeleton had been modified, but the two pupils were one big and one small, and they were going back and forth.

Changed several times.

Chen Chuan watched calmly. Although this man's pupils kept shrinking and dilating, his eyes looked very hollow and numb. The muscles on his cheeks and skin were beating constantly, and the muttering in his mouth continued.

After playing it, I vaguely seemed to hear, "Give it to me, give it back to me..."

After a while, the man's whole body began to twitch, his cheeks suddenly became ferocious, and his mouth suddenly opened, as if he wanted to rush up and bite him.

A hand gently pressed on his shoulder, and as a force penetrated, he immediately became unable to move. Only his mouth kept opening and closing, making the sound of bones rubbing together, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

In the carriage filled with all kinds of advertisements and news, this movement was inconspicuous. The background was constantly moving outside, while the passengers inside were all staring at the boundary in front of them.

No one seems to have seen what happened here.

Chen Chuan contacted the platform of the tram and informed him. After arriving at the next stop, the door opened and the station inspector and stationmaster hurriedly came up.

They all have experience in handling the matter. The patrolman went up and expertly put a restraint on the man, while the medical staff injected him with medicine, and the man immediately softened into a puddle.

The webmaster couldn't help but curse: "These damn maggots always wear second-hand implants on their bodies and dare to perform any surgery. They should rot in the mud of the shanty town." He then said gratefully to Chen Chuan:

"Thank you sir for your report."

Chen Chuan nodded slightly. He watched this person being taken off. After the tram resumed running, he asked Wu Bei: "Brother Wu, has that person appeared just now?"

Wu Bei replied: "No, he never appeared just now."

Chen Chuan thought for a moment, could it be a coincidence?

It seemed like it was just an accident. Until the tram arrived and he returned to Xuan Gong Building, he didn't see anything unexpected.

However, in a corner of the building diagonally opposite, there was a person looking in this direction, watching him walk into the building, watching for a while, and then left.

The next day, because it was the day scheduled with Haijingchang for sunlight exposure, Chen Chuan went out early in the morning.

I don’t know if it is because of the improvement in evaluation scores. Not only did the college give him last month’s exposure quota, but this month’s quota was not transferred to next month.

So this time, he simply arranged the quotas given to him by the Bureau and Cao Guiqi, and tried to extend the time at once.

He remembered what happened yesterday, so he kept in touch with Wu Bei along the way.

There were no accidents on the way, and the contact was disconnected only after entering the warning area of ​​​​Haijing Field, because this place cannot use boundary tokens, and of course it is impossible to track him with field technology.

As for whether someone would choose to ambush him here.

Although Haijingchang looked deserted, there were security patrols all around, and there were sentry towers on the road. And if something went wrong, there was no place to escape in the vast land, so he judged that even if someone wanted to do something wrong,

If you are not in a good position, you probably won't choose to take action there.

As he had judged, there were no accidents during the half-hour walk after getting off the tram. However, this time he stayed in Kaijingchang for a total of seven hours, and did not come out until seven o'clock in the afternoon.

The sky was completely dark, there were no street lights around, only the flashing red light of the sentry tower in the distance, but occasionally a patrol car would drive by, and after seeing him, they would stop and ask questions from a distance.

Chen Chuan arrived at the station smoothly, waited for a while, and got on the tram. There was still no one at this time, and the carriage was very empty. Occasionally, a few people got on and got off again.

After only two stops, he left the Haijingchang area. At this time, he originally planned to resume contact with Wu Bei, but for some reason, there was no response from there.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that the lights in the carriage began to flicker, and the tram seemed to have entered a dark tunnel. The scenery outside became blurry and dim, with only the sound of the tram in progress, and the second self began to appear on me.

Faint shadow.

Weird story?

still……

His eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to close the boundary, but the situation around him still existed. This did not seem to be the light and shadow effect created by the field.

But he felt that there was something incongruous here, so he stopped controlling the realm and directly asked the second self to bear the invasion of the biological field.

In an instant, everything around him disappeared.

Sure enough, there is something wrong with Jie Ping?

However, the faint sense of invasion still seems to exist.

He thought for a moment and realized that this method was not like Wei Wusheng's style. Someone else was eyeing him, and it was impossible for the other party to prepare only these. There should be follow-up.

If this was an action aimed at him, then he would really like to see what the other party's methods were like.

After thinking about it, he did not continue to isolate the field from invading, but let it go. In a moment, the surrounding scene returned to what he had just seen.

It was very abrupt. It seemed that just after a flash, a man wearing a skull mask stood at the other end of the carriage. His empty eyes were facing the direction of him, and then he stepped forward and walked towards him step by step, and

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the last few steps have become a run.

Chen Chuan could see that as this person approached, the virtualization of the second self was gradually deepening, so he did not let the other person come up, but calmly raised the Snow King's sword and moved it forward, and just before Xue Jun

The moment Jun Dao came into contact with the man, the man wearing the skull mask disappeared.

Everything returned to its original state, the tram was still moving forward, and the scenery outside was filled with the neon light at night into the carriage.

Did the other party withdraw on their own initiative?

Chen Chuan glanced at the second self, and the signs of blurring still existed.

In a dark room somewhere in Shenwei District, a rickety figure sat there. There were holes all around the walls, and long branches like vines stretched out from the outside and wrapped around his body.

The moment Chen Chuan used his knife to push away the skull-masked man, he suddenly opened his eyes. The whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. He turned twice and uttered a hoarse voice: "Succeeded."

He stood up slowly and came to a stone niche in front of him. It was a strange statue, like an upright civet cat, with its mouth and eyes bulging outward, and its claws holding a stone plate, looking at

Very strange.

He reached out and picked up a small knife, and slowly opened his chest. When the gap was wide enough, he reached in, cut out some fragments of the alienated tissue, sprinkled it on the stone plate in front of him, and then stepped back a few steps.

He took a step forward and kowtowed heavily.

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Chapter completed!