As a professional dealing with this kind of affairs, Crow has also experienced a period like Zhou Ming. At that time, she only wanted to solve the weirdness, so as to save the people who were troubled and hurt by the weirdness.

　　 But as the year passed, she experienced more and more things, and the companions who had risked together left one by one, and her mentality gradually changed... She became cold-blooded, indifferent, and numb.

　　 After seeing many unsolvable strange things, she finally knew that the hermit was not saving people, but preventing the dead.

If the police killing the robber who kidnapped the hostage belongs to rescue work, then the work content of the hermit is closer to killing the murderer who has not killed anyone. It is a kind of crime prevention, which is completely wrong on the moral level. .

　　 For the hermit, letting the weird disappear is more important than anything else. For this result, the crow can pay due sacrifices, including its own conscience.

　　 After giving Zhou Ming a month to investigate, Crow contacted his contact person.

　　 One day later, someone brought what she wanted from outside—a miniature locator.

　　 This kind of special miniature locator used to be used in spy wars. In the era when weird signs appeared but had not yet erupted, various countries did not regard it as a disaster, but instead regarded it as a revolution of the times.

During that period of time, various countries were hunting and hunting all kinds of weirdness for research, and each country established a large number of research projects. In order to compete for the weird research information, a fierce spy war was spawned. Some messy technology was there. This period also experienced explosive growth.

　　 But now, these technological products have become props for the relevant departments.

　　 "I really don't want to be so wasteful, it will lower the rating of this mission." Crow muttered to himself.

　　 The crow walked on the street and sprinkled the miniature locator at the door of every house.

　　 These locators are spherical in shape, with a yellowish surface and the size of mouse shit. They are almost invisible when thrown in the sand.

But as long as pressure is applied to this delicate high-tech product, its surface will burst and see some highly viscous liquid, which will adhere to the crushed objects, and the soft hook hairs under the broken shell can make it Does not stick to the ground, stick to the sole of the shoe, or to the wheel.

　　 The structure of each of these rat **** is very simple, but the cost is not flattering, it is a very expensive consumable item.

　　 Crow traveled throughout the town, and the satellite locator scattered several packages, and finally completed the global layout.

　　 Finally, she returned to the hotel, turned on the satellite computer, logged in to the official website, and called up the location map after one operation.

On the computer screen, dense red dots are scattered all over the town, a small part of the red dots are slowly moving, most of the red dots are still, and those moving red dots prove that the locator has found their tracking target and is sticking. Close tracking is carried out on the soles of the targets, and the stationary red dots indicate that they have not yet functioned.

The tracking investigation method she used is undoubtedly the most direct and effective investigation method. With this method, almost everyone in the town can be locked. As long as the strange phenomenon occurs again, she can detect and lock it in the first time. .

　　 And the route of action before the missing target disappears will also be recorded in the computer. Based on the interlaced time and movement trajectory of the red dots, she can guess where the missing person has been and who has been in contact with.

After 　　, only a little analysis is needed, and several street "visits" will be able to find the pattern.

　　 Then the real law of the weirdness will be revealed.

　　 "Hmph, let me see if you are boastful or confident." Crow sneered.

　　 As soon as the voice fell, three knocks on the door followed. The crow opened the door by itself before he got up.

　　 A man wearing a silver mask and camouflage overcoat walked in, holding a strange-shaped unlocking tool in his hand.

　　 "Silver?" The crow turned his head and glanced at the other person. "I'm still far from losing control, am I?"

　　 "If I want to kill you, it's not me who is here."

　　 "Then what are you doing? Isn't it to come to see me and bring new people?"

　　 Yin avoided the crow's words, and asked the other party: "Why don't you join the mourner, you are too talented for this kind of task."

　　 "I want to live a few more years," the crow whispered, a touch of sadness hidden in his words.

Silver: "It's been a few years. If you really want to do something curious, the mourner is your best place to go. Recently, a special A grade got out of control. No one can kill him except those half-crazy lunatics. I think it might be possible if it were you."

　　 The air fell into silence, one side was thinking, and the other was waiting.

　　 This silence lasted for a long time, and was finally broken by the crow.

　　 "I don't want to do such a thing anymore. The mourners are gambling. Your approach is to drink poison to quench your thirst."

　　 "There is no better way. People who are out of control can't let it go, you know."

　　 "But the current approach is not right. Before thinking of the correct approach, I intend to be a normal person for a while."

　　 Yin was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

　　 "Hey, you don't really feel like you're all right! Say that...can I think you are crazy?"

　　 "..." The crow said nothing.

　　 "Well...I don't want to do this job, forget it, anyway, I didn't have much hope. Then let's talk about other things, how is the new person you brought now?"

The crow gently shook her head, and her long breath blew the glass lenses on the mask into a white mist. She turned to look at the familiar old friend and let out a very strange laugh: "What about? Does the level of aptitude make sense? Everyone is dead, and the one who lives to the end is the weakest you and me, right?"

At this moment, UU reading www.uukanshu.com's crow's voice made a very obvious change. There was a rough male voice in her cold female voice, just like another man in her body was repeating her just now. What was said.

　　 Almost the moment the crow spoke, Yin jumped from behind like a wild cat with fried fur, and pulled a few meters away from the front door to the door.

She arched her back and bent her hands backwards. At the same time, the box hung on her waist made a sound of friction between gold and iron. The side of the box opened in response, and an extraordinary silver dagger popped out of it and she held it in her hand. .

　　 Yin put on a fighting posture, and her body exuded an extremely strong murderous aura. The air in the room became as heavy as mercury, as if the crow in front of her moved slightly, she would immediately shoot.

　　 "Hey! This joke is not funny!" Yin said solemnly.

　　 "Hahaha, don't be so nervous, look." The crow opened his black cloak and showed him the pendant worn under the cloak. It was a necklace with gray coins.

　　 After seeing the necklace, Yin breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed the dagger into the box behind him with his hand, and closed the box.

　　 "Is it fun?" Yin said angrily.

　　 "Haha, it's okay, you laughed at me like an idiot." The crow let out a hearty laugh.

　　 "What a fool! If you don't want to join the mourners, don't waste such precious relics."

　　 "That's my thing, I can use it whatever I want."

　　 "Yes, it was given to you by the captain, but you don't deserve it." Yin said coldly, turning around and walking towards the door.

　　 "Wait, silver!"

　　 When she walked to the door, the crow behind her stopped her again.

"what?"

　　 "Don't worry... I have a sense of measure. I will die by myself before I lose control."