Detective Training Manual

Chapter 489: Little boy, where are you~

"Puff through—Puff through—"

   This is Dr. Chen's heartbeat. With every heartbeat, he can feel the blood vessels in his head expanding and contracting wildly.

  As the warden, although he usually just sits in the office and does nothing, he still knows the lunatics and criminals on the fourth floor underground.

   He has read the files of everyone here.

   He also knows... what the rustling of the cell door just now means...

   "Da~Da~"

A few footsteps came, and Dr. Chen’s sweat had come down. He worked very hard to turn his stiff neck in one direction. Then, he saw the corner closest to him, and a person in prison uniform had gone. Came out.

   Then, the second...the third...

   More and more prisoners appeared in sight.

   These people were originally demons who killed people without blinking their eyes. Whatever they picked up, their first thought was to stabbing the person closest to them to death.

   "Shoot... shoot! Just shoot!" Dr. Chen once again demonstrated his steadfast personality of putting his life first regardless of the situation.

These murderers are not simple goods. Even though they have been locked up in a cell for decades, they are still full of murderous aura. At this point, don’t say anything like “Don’t move, I’m going to shoot”. That's nonsense, first take a shuttle to the crowd, so as to avoid any irreversible things.

   In an instant, "Da Da Da—" a series of gunfire sounded.

However, this group of prisoners in the severe sentence area is not so easy to deal with. They are the most terrifying type of people, both physically and mentally. There are a total of 25 severe prisoners here, of which 23 are unwilling to remain in prison. Waiting here to die of old age.

   During their long prison life, they are planning to escape from prison every day.

   Although most plans are impossible to achieve, they still did not give up one day.

   These people use all their time to exercise every day. After the lights are turned off at night, the guards are sleeping, and they are frantically training fighting skills against the air.

   They cherish every opportunity to get a weapon. If a screw is loosened, they will store it very carefully, and then use ten years to slowly sharpen the end of the screw.

   They understand each other's strengths and personalities, and they don't talk at all, but they can understand each other's thoughts with just one look.

   There is nothing wrong with the cough when delivering meals, but if you intercept the cough for a week, you can hear the rhythm of some Morse codes.

   Even yawning in the middle of the night may be the transmission of information.

   These people are so quiet and spare no effort, waiting for opportunities every day.

   Therefore, in their decades of life under the bars, they have already planned various possible situations in their hearts.

   For example, at this moment, a slightly thinner person directly handed his sharpened screw to a thin, but explosive prisoner.

   This prisoner is known as a human sniper rifle. His killing technique is extremely monotonous, but also extremely terrifying, that is, ‘throwing things to kill’.

Everything in his hand can be a murder weapon, whether it is a stone picked up at random or a tree branch. With the support of huge wrist strength and accuracy, the thing he throws is just like a bullet, at 30 meters. Within the distance of, a small steel ball can casually penetrate the partition of a car.

  Imagine that in the middle of a busy city, a small stone suddenly flies from the crowd, then pops a person's eyeballs, and then smashes them into the brain.

Where are you going to find the murderer?

  As long as you put on your gloves, you can't even find your fingerprints, silently, and you don't make much movement. In the eyes of others, it might be just raising your hand and touching the brim of your hat.

   This guy killed more than 200 people in his life, and was finally arrested when Sanming [Poirot] level detectives teamed up to set up the game.

   Even so, in the final rebellion, he made a steel ball with gunpowder and killed more than 20 armed police!

   So, one second before the prison guard raised the gun and was about to shoot, the prisoner jumped up suddenly, the sharp screw in his hand was thrown out, and it hit a guard in the throat with extreme accuracy. It got in the gap between the helmet and the body armor.

The guard couldn't even make a sound, and was directly pierced through the throat, and then a very short figure, like a ghost, went out of sight, and quickly rushed to the guard's feet and picked up the gun , It is a random shot at the crowd.

This little prisoner’s posture is extremely terrifying, and the speed even exceeds those of world-class sprinters. In the case of a speed of less than 10 seconds from 100 meters, he can complete a 90-degree change at a right angle without deceleration. Surrounded by dozens of police officers, they escaped abruptly with their size and speed.

   It's not too late, just when this little man got into the crowd and scurrying up and down, and everyone around him didn't dare to shoot, for fear of accidentally injuring his teammates.

  嗖~嗖~

   Two huge bursts of air sounded, and a strong man carrying a fire extinguisher in one hand smashed into the crowd.

This buddy looks like a power madman in his body. Years of muscle training has made his physical ability almost beyond the limit he can bear. The biceps bigger than his head are like two hydraulic pipes. Those two fire extinguishers It turned directly into an out-of-bore shell.

  In an instant, amidst the loud noise, the hard shell of the fire extinguisher was smashed by brute force, and the dust directly exploded into the sky, blocking the line of sight.

   Amidst the extremely vague visibility, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com quietly touched a guard next to him, pinched two fingers, and stole the combat knife behind him. This man’s stealing skills may be the strongest in the world, and he is good at committing crimes in a space where his hands are invisible, because he is blind and does not need visual perception.

   Within a few seconds, this man stole a dozen knives, grenades, and magazines in the smoke and dust, all these things that could be stolen, and then threw them in the direction of the prisoners.

   At the same time, there was another small sound in the smoke and dust from time to time, and the sound of skin being torn.

   There is a killer prisoner who is famous for his assassination skills and is frantically harvesting the lives of those around him!

   So don't think there are only 25 prisoners here, but if there is a conflict, the dozens of guards on the opposite side may not be able to take advantage.

   "Uh-"

   "Hey hey—"

   "Boom!"

"Help!"

  Various voices came and went one after another in the space of the fourth floor underground, and at the back of the battlefield, a girl seemed not to care about the battle over there.

   She drank the freshly brewed tea slowly, and then stretched her waist before she walked out of the cell that was transformed into a home-style cell.

   With a smile on her face, she stretched out a nice hand, touched the wall, and looked at the ceiling.

   Then...

   "Little boy...Where are you..."

   She spoke suddenly, as if looking for a lost kitten.