Chapter 259 Trial starts

  After arranging the portrait arrest warrant.

  Dean brought his family to a shooting club in the suburbs.

  This can be regarded as a daily family activity in their family now.

   While adapting to his current state, Dean gave actual combat shooting guidance to his younger brother Thompson and younger sister Sinclair.

  As a person with a low moral bottom line.

  Dean would rather see his younger siblings in prison in the future than see their dead bodies in the morgue.

  Most of the regular shooting ranges in the United States, if they don’t cooperate with some government departments, they don’t actually make money.

  Because of the bullets here, the price is not cheap.

   Relatively speaking, although some wild shooting ranges face some risks, their low prices are more popular with most people, including some police officers and their families.

  This is because in the wild shooting range, members can often play with some weapons that are hard to find on the market.

  So as long as nothing happens.

   Under normal circumstances, the police will not deliberately trouble them.

  The shooting range where the Dean family is now is a wild shooting range.

  Because it is a weekday.

  So there are not many people in the shooting range today.

  The Dean family was lucky enough to occupy an independent area.

no pain no gain.

Dean's current ability is all due to his own efforts. For various shooting skills, it can be called an art. It is also very easy to teach his mother and younger brothers and sisters. It is easy to see their flaws .

   Just under two hours.

  The three of them were shooting, and they felt a kind of epiphany-like illusion.

certainly.

  Shooting this thing, unless you are very talented, it will take a lot of training.

  So feel good about yourself.

   Really shooting up.

  The actual combat improvement of the three is not too big.

  This requires training with bullets and simulated actual combat.

   Finish teaching the family.

  Dean pulled a cart and came to the deserted part of the shooting range.

  On the trolley, there was a huge oak box with an extremely heavy weight. The lid was opened, revealing a thick six-round gun barrel and a long ammunition belt with paint inside.

  That's right, this is a Gatling machine gun that is not commonly seen in conventional combat.

   This thing, under normal circumstances, is not an individual weapon, and is more loaded on armored vehicles, armed helicopters, frigates and other vehicles.

Dean's gun is a small Gatling machine gun, plus the chain box and other parts, a total of 82KG, driven by a hydraulic motor, with a maximum rate of fire of thousands of rounds per minute, generally used for vehicle-mounted firepower coverage, or equipped with some fixed place.

  The Gatling provided by the shooting range is mounted on a trolley.

  If the guests have more strength, they can also hang Gatling around their waists with a gun belt, and then take the cart to shoot, have a hand addiction, and enjoy the false happiness of being invincible on the battlefield.

for exchange.

  A bullet chain box, about 20 seconds of use base, the user needs to pay a lot of money to the shooting range.

When Dean came to the pool of the shooting range, seeing no one around, he twisted his neck, slipped the Gatling Ti in the box with his bare hands, and picked up the heavy ammunition box on his back. After a little adaptation, he excitedly moved towards the target on the water surface. Pulled the trigger.

  Dididi~

   The sound of pushing bullets directly overwhelmed the sound of bullets firing.

  The flames of the rotating muzzle were directly connected into a thin line during the day.

  Countless water splashes.

  Under the precise power control of Dean, the targets were torn apart by the torrent of bullets, giving people an unrivaled false pleasure.

   The recoil of this gun is actually not that big.

  The main reason for restricting people to use Gatling as an individual weapon is the weight and battery life. In general small-scale battlefields, it has little practical value, and it is not as easy to use as some automatic rifles.

  But these are not problems for Dean.

  He used it very well. He was going to wait for the panel to open the subspace. As long as the space area is not small, he would buy one and prepare enough ammunition chain belts, as a trump card for killing everything in special occasions!

  Happy time is short.

   One arrives in twenty seconds.

  The barrel slowly stops rotating.

  Dean picked up his phone with some desire and dissatisfaction, and was going to ask the people in the shooting range to send a few more boxes of ammunition.

  A phone call happened to come.

   "Harry's phone?"

  Dean raised his eyebrows.

   Could it be that the wanted man has gained something?

  He pressed the answer button: "Harry, what's wrong?"

   "Dean, good news and bad news." On the other end of the phone, Harry played tricks.

"Harry, I have to remind you that I'm holding a steaming Gatling gun that just fired over 2,000 rounds, and if you don't want me to stuff it in your gut, Just don't give in!"

  Harry gasped: ""I don't want to test the limits of my gut's toughness. "

   "Say it quickly!"

   "Well, a street girl under my brother, once saw the person in the portrait.

  That guy’s real name is Li Yiyi, a native of China. He came to Los Angeles three years ago by smuggling.

half year ago.

  Li Yisheng didn't know what kind of source of income he found, and he became very generous, and he often didn't see anyone.

   Fortunately, he often finds street girls to go to his temporary residence.

  According to the information provided by my brother's street girl.

  Carol and I took a group of police officers to find each other's residence and really saw him in person, but unfortunately, this guy became a corpse.

  Based on a simple on-site survey.

  The other party seemed to have packed his things and was about to leave, but someone took a dagger and stabbed him to death in his residence, and seemed to take some things away. "

  After the long speech, Harry was a little out of breath.

  He paused, and said with some regret: "Dean, this guy is probably just a cannon fodder. He was silenced when he ran out, and our clues were cut off again."

   After hearing this, Dean was slightly silent.

  He had already guessed that this would happen.

  Because apart from lunatics, there are very few prudent criminals who would be foolish and take the initiative to appear in front of the police and do unnecessary actions.

   That is to say.

  Miniature model murder case, the clues are completely broken.

  They don't even know what each other really looks like.

   "I see, since that's the case, let's put this case aside for the time being."

hang up the phone.

  Dean grinned: "I don't know if you're really cunning, or if you're lucky. Someone from the Lucifer Game Organization happened to help you."

  This case is also the only one that he has not solved so far without voluntarily giving up. It took away his first failure in the case.

   As thanks.

  Dean decided that as long as the other party dares to show his face, no matter where he is, no matter what the other party's real status is, he will personally entertain the other party!

  The next few days.

  When the bombing became more and more outrageous, investigators from the FBI headquarters came to investigate the incident of the Los Angeles branch being bombed.

   Cheston lost contact with Dean directly.

  Dean, as one of the participants, was also invited to a small room for questioning.

  He naturally concealed the affairs of the Lucifer organization, saying that he was only investigating the case of the miniature model murderer. He happened to go to the branch at that time to obtain intelligence support. He knew nothing about why the bombing occurred.

  The investigator is a little old man with sharp eyes.

  He saw Dean's concealment, but he didn't say much. He just asked about Anthony's situation and left again.

the next day.

The FBI held a press conference and placed the cause of the explosion on the forces involved behind the scenes of the previous large counterfeit banknote case, claiming that it was because the FBI severely cracked down on crimes in order to maintain the laws of the United States, which led to the group of lunatics. , launched a suicide attack.

  The murderer also died in the bombing.

  So there is no need to panic.

  This reception shows that anyone with a discerning eye can see the perfunctory.

  But most of them are used to the style of government Z.

  So when some entertainment stars happen to explode, and various scandals and weird news appear, the public's attention also begins to divert.

  The enthusiasm for the bombing of the FBI Los Angeles branch has gradually disappeared.

   Except for the building in ruins.

   On the surface, everything has returned to calm.

  The fourth squadron, without the harassment of those media and reporters, also began to resume normal work.

  Dean fishes every day.

finally.

  One day at the end of June.

   Dean took a week off work.

  He lied that he was too tired recently, planned to travel by car for a few days, had dinner with his family, and called Neil again. After expressing his thoughts, he returned to the rental house alone.

For safety reasons.

Dean came to a basement not far from his rental house with the things he had prepared, set up a camera, plugged in a simple timed nutrient dropper, and at the same time prepared a timed emergency email on the electronic device, and lay down down.

  He took a few deep breaths and said to himself: "Start the trial!"

  嗡~

  Dean seemed to hear a sound similar to that of a bee vibrating its wings.

next moment.

  His consciousness was slightly in a trance, and a sense of weightlessness came.

   When I regained my senses again.

  Dean was shocked to find that he had appeared in a white space.

  He wanted to look around.

   Something magical happened.

Dean found that at this moment, he seemed to exist as a thought, with no entity at all, no body perception, no movement, no sense of time passing, and no need to eat, drink, and sleep, just like a camera , can only see the white barrier in front of him.

  This feeling is very wonderful and strange.

   It may have been a moment, or it may have been a long time.

   After Dean gradually adapted to the current state, lines of words appeared on the white barrier in front of him:

   "Complete parallel world, case retrieval."

   "Case: Unknown!

  Mission 1: Survive!

  Mission 2: Find out who the king really is! "

  "Tip 1: Trial cases are all parallel worlds, real cases that have already happened, and ended in failure, and you will replace the dead loser and start to enter the case again.

  Tip 2: The trial world is a projection, which cannot affect the current worldview or the event trend of the projection world.

  Reminder 3: Death and injury in the trial world will be fed back to your mental body, causing corresponding damage. Only by completing the task and leaving the trial space can recovery be performed.

  Tip 4: No matter how long the projected world exists, the real world only passes for one night.

  Prompt 5: In the face of death, do you choose kindness or selfishness? "

   "The trial projection has been loaded and can be opened at any time.",

   Dean carefully read all the hints.

  He was not in a hurry to start the trial.

   "This trial doesn't look easy!"

   Dean murmured in his heart.

  First of all, there is no hint of the case.

   This is actually a very important piece of information that can determine your goals.

   Followed by identity.

   It is equivalent to saying that I am trying to project the world, and I am using someone else's body. In this case, although some of my skills will not be affected, but my strong physical fitness, don't even think about it.

  Unfortunately, it might be a female body.

If this is the case.

  Dean didn't dare to think about it, otherwise he was afraid that he would have some strange thoughts.

   One more important piece of information.

  According to the third point: Injury and death will be fed back to the spiritual body, and recovery can only be performed after completing the task.

  Spiritual body is probably my current state.

  Interpretation of the prompt actually means that as long as it is not death, all injuries suffered in the trial projection world can be recovered after completing the task, and will not affect oneself!

   This is undoubtedly good news.

   Of course, in addition to this, there is a good news!

  That is the trial projected world, which is just a parallel world that has been intercepted and failed cases that have already occurred. Therefore, no matter how much I toss about in that world, it will not have any impact on the parallel world and my own world.

   This is simply encouraging Dean to do whatever he wants!

   Don't have any moral shackles, don't have to worry about any threats.

  As long as it is beneficial to yourself.

  Then Dean has no pressure to do anything during the trial.

   This will undoubtedly make Dean a lot easier.

  He is most afraid that after the past, he will drag his family with him, and he will be threatened by others, and his hands will be restrained. Many methods are inconvenient to use.

   "But I still have to be careful, so as not to release the beast that I suppressed in my heart."

  After carefully looking at the reminder several times, Dean was sure that there were no omissions, and then he said silently: "Start the trial!"

  He has made all the arrangements that can be made.

  If you die in the trial.

  Then my inheritance will be distributed to my mother and the others, and Neil's mother will also receive the scheduled emails I set up to prevent Neil from doing some irrational things after knowing that she is dead.

   Except family and Nell.

   In this world, Dean has not actually established too many bonds.

  This is also the reason why he is eager to start the trial.

   Drag it down.

  Dean was worried that he would be afraid of death, and would be reluctant to bear everything in reality.

  After Dean decided to start the trial.

  The white space in front of my eyes began to twist and stretch.

  Dean's consciousness was in a trance again.

   I don't know how long it has been.

  An illusory female voice appeared in his mind: "Escape, I must escape, I can't die in this ghost place!"

   Dean is numb.

  Really a woman? ? ?

  (end of this chapter)