Chapter 303 I Bet You Don’t Dare to Shoot, Gray World (Modified)

  Outside the house.

  Dean listened to the movement inside, and was not surprised.

  Why law enforcement agencies in many countries often need counseling from psychologists is because many ethical and human issues that are rarely seen by ordinary people are just daily work for them.

   Without strong psychological adjustment ability, it is not suitable for the front line.

   Dean doesn't have a lot of time, and they consume.

  He took out the mask from the subspace, put it on his face, kicked open the bathroom door, and walked in.

  The movement alarmed the two people inside.

"ah!"

   Celica shrank behind the man with a terrified cry.

   Hurrah.

  The bath water rippling out with bubbles.

  The man looked at Dean angrily, quickly blocked Celica behind him, protected him, and said in a bad tone: "FK, bastard, who are you, get out!"

  It's a pity that he only has a little yellow duck floating on the water in front of him now, so he can't resist with anything.

Dean looked at the two people who were emotional, took out a pistol that could make people calm down quickly, and said with a smile: "It's really a touching family relationship, but please keep quiet, it's not a good habit to disturb the people, even though you live in a very remote place , but scaring passing cats and dogs is also a very immoral thing!"

man:"."

  This **** should listen to what he is talking about!

  Rushing in while others are taking a shower, and asking others to pay attention to moral recuperation?

  He wanted to curse a few words, but when he saw the pistol in Dean's hand, he still didn't speak from his heart, but his chest heaved violently, obviously full of anger, and he was very angry.

   Once you get a chance!

  He will definitely take a chainsaw and tear the mouth of this **** who broke into his house!

   Celica, who was hiding behind the man, calmed down when she saw that Dean who had barged in did not directly attack.

  She covered the man's mouth to prevent Dean from being irritated. At the same time, she stretched out half of her head, looked at the masked Dean, and asked calmly:

"what do you want?

  Whether it's money or anything else, as long as you don't hurt us, we will cooperate and keep it secret. "

"the truth!"

  Dean's face hidden under the smirk mask leaned forward slightly: "I want to know, why did you kill Teacher Totti, and Celica, how did you manage to make the principal commit suicide?"

What!

  Hearing this, Celica and the man were both shocked and terrified!

   Especially Celica.

She didn't even care about using a man as a meat shield, she leaned out most of her body, glanced at Dean's figure hiding in the shadows with her big eyes, and suddenly said, "Are you that detective, the one who followed Nelly's policewoman? "

   Crash!

   Now, Celica stood up directly from the bathtub, her beautiful face was sullen: "Do you dare to shoot?"

   She got it.

   It must be because the principal committed suicide, which caused the town officials to want to close the case quickly, but this detective knew that he had a problem, so he broke into his house privately, trying to scare himself and know the truth.

   Detective is good.

  If it was someone who broke into a house and robbed her, she was also worried that the other party would steal money and **** and silence her.

   As for the detective?

hehe.

   Celica didn't believe that there would be a detective, and in order to solve the case, she would send herself in to extract a confession from the suspect at gunpoint.

  And the confession obtained in this way is useless!

  She has specialized in similar issues!

   Figure these out.

  The fear in Celica's heart dissipated.

   "Selica, you mean, he is the detective hired by Tiger's father?"

  The man came back to his senses when he saw that Dean didn't respond.

   Celica must have guessed right.

  He stood up with a smirk, splashing a lot of water: "Mr. Detective, are you trying to extract a confession with a gun? This is a crime!"

  Looking at the two bold people, Dean looked down at his pistol, wondering if he was holding a fire stick, and said speechlessly, "Can you respect the gun in my hand?"

   "Do you dare to shoot?"

The man frankly swung his stick, sat on the edge of the tub, put his feet up, and sneered, "Break into a house illegally with a gun, which is enough to cancel your career, and let you in by the way, of course, as long as you don't care If you become a murderer yourself, you can also kill me and Celica, do you dare?"

  Dean lowered his head, glanced at his **** hands, and was speechless.

broken.

  Being considered a good person by these two guys.

Celica stood behind the man, playing a red face to appease him: "Mr. Detective, I admire your professional ethics, but I really have nothing to do with Totti's death. Otherwise, you can compensate us for some mental damage, and then leave the small town." town, we can act as if today’s events never happened.”

   These two people sang together and were proficient in their business. It was obviously not the first time they threatened and blackmailed others.

   This is the first time Dean has encountered this situation.

  He broke into the house with a gun, but was threatened by the unarmed homeowner to blackmail him.

  Where is the reasoning here?

  Dean sighed and put the pistol back in his waist pouch.

   The two of them thought he had confessed, and wanted to say something else.

next moment.

  Gust pavement.

  Two big hands precisely grabbed Celica and the man's heads, and then slammed them on the bathtub with irresistible force.

   There was a snap.

  Red and white, the flowers exploded, instantly dyeing the original spring scene into a terrifying slaughterhouse.

  Leave Celica limp and out of breath.

  Dean squatted down, holding the man with blood on his face and half breath left, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are the murderer of the burglary murder case."

   Celica died.

   There was no movement from the panel.

   Obviously, the real culprit is the man in front of him.

  The man has been frightened silly.

  He let the blood pour out from his forehead, covering his eye sockets, his eyes widened, he still stared at Dean in a daze, his pupils dilated to the extreme, he was startled and frightened, and he still hid a little confusion.

   Dean pats his face.

  The man came back to his senses and instinctively choked up a sob, but he only felt fishy and sweet in his mouth, coupled with the severe pain and dizziness coming from his head, he couldn't help vomiting.

  Dean let go of his hand, allowing the man to lie on the ground and retch like a dead dog, and said with a smile, "Sweet, that's cerebrospinal fluid, and most people don't have this good fortune."

"devil!"

   "You are the devil!"

  The man curled up into a ball, no longer had the self-righteous appearance before, and was obviously frightened.

  Frightened man, what Dean asked, what did he answer.

turn out to be.

  More than ten days ago, when Totti went back, he happened to discover Celica's secret.

  Shocked in her heart, she stepped forward to reprimand angrily. As a result, she was murdered. On August 4th, a man sneaked into the house and killed her.

   Unexpectedly, shortly after the man left, Tiger came up.

  He is indeed innocent, it is all his own bad luck.

   As for the principal.

  The other party is nothing more than Celica and the man's wallet.

  When Dean and Nelly found Celica again, Celica felt that something was wrong, threatened the principal with the principal's family, forced the other party to write a suicide note and then committed suicide.

  In short, these two people deserved to die.

   Get rid of the man.

  Dean shook his head as he watched the reminder of +50 experience points across his mind.

  For such a small case, the experience value is really low.

  He stretched out his hand and thought.

  The **** traces and corpses in the bathroom were wrapped by an invisible force, and finally disappeared into the air.

  After confirming that there were no traces left at the scene.

   Dean turned around and disappeared into the house.

   Subspace was played out by Dean.

  He threw out the body, using the characteristics of space, dug a pit seven or eight meters deep, buried the body, and then drove back to Los Angeles with a clean body.

  He misses Nell a little.

   Clouds and rains.

  Dean hugged the contented Neil, and whispered some after-the-fact love stories.

  Nier rubbed her sore waist: "Is the case going well?"

   "Of course it went well. Although the evaluation will not be very good, but the goal has been achieved." Dean took out his cigarette and prepared to have an afterthought.

  Nile gave Dean a blank look, snatched the cigarette from him, and then threw the box on the bedside table to Dean: "Use this."

  Dean held the box suspiciously: "What is this?"

   "I gave you a gift for successfully completing your first business after becoming a detective. Open it and have a look." Neil looked at Dean expectantly.

  Dean didn't expect Neil to play surprises.

  With curiosity, he opened the box, only to find that inside the box was a good-looking pipe and shredded tobacco in a small bottle.

  Dean picked up the pipe, put it in his mouth, put on a gentleman's face, and said to Neil, "Oh, my beautiful lady, I'm Dean Holmes, what can I do for you?"

   "Haha, Holmes is not as handsome as you."

  Nile looked at Dean with a pipe in his mouth, and his eyes lit up. A force surged out of his tired body, and he rushed forward with all his teeth and claws.

   I can only say that role-playing is something that both men and women like.

  After the hilarity.

   Neil, unable to fight anymore, briefly told Dean what she had done during this time.

   Money clears the way.

  She has already set up a professional team to search for pharmaceutical companies that are not doing well in the United States for review and negotiation. If there is a suitable target, she can directly make an acquisition and start the research and development of "Weige".

  Brother Young Master, Ruo Si, also provided some help on this.

  The other party estimated that after finishing his work, he would return to Los Angeles, join Neil, an acquaintance, and focus on the drug research and development that Dean had greeted at the time.

   This guy has a lot of free time and is now married and ready to start his own business.

  Nile fell asleep in Dean's arms while talking.

  Dean kissed her lightly on the forehead, got out of bed carefully, and turned on his laptop.

to be honest.

  He is not very interested in making money.

  With his ability and the way of the mafia family in New York, regardless of big money, tens of millions can be easily obtained for Dean.

  The reason why he has the idea of ​​establishing a huge pharmaceutical company is only for self-protection.

  America is a capital country.

   Only when he hardens himself, can he completely get rid of some messy things, instead of being the same as now, even a good detective can't do it, and he is restricted in many aspects.

  In addition to the mayor’s side, there is also the Lucifer organization

   There are still more than ten days before the invitation to the battle royale.

  The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop!

  His family is in the light, but the bugs are in the dark.

  Dean's eyes flashed with killing intent.

  His previous strategy has always been to not provoke him if he can.

   But why push yourself!

  Battle Royale, right?

  Then I will kill you so scared!

  Dean suppressed the killing intent surging in his chest again.

  He turned on the laptop, clicked on a special symbol, and after entering a long password, the computer screen was like an electrocardiogram, with lines surging, and finally a branch line, and a new password verification box popped up.

  Several times in a row.

  Dean's computer seemed to be infected with a virus and stuck on the screen.

  This situation is very similar to a password verification error, causing the computer to crash.

  Dean waited silently, and after more than ten seconds of freezing, he hit Enter again, and continued to enter a long string of passwords without a password verification box.

next moment.

  The paused computer interface poured into the bottom of the interface like flowing water, and at the same time pulled out a gray page from the top.

   At the top of the page, there is only a simple name: Gray Realm.

   At the lower right end, there is something like a chat software, and the information keeps flashing.

   Dean clicked on the chat box.

  There are only two avatars on it.

   One avatar is a picture of the deep ocean.

   This is Dean's chat account, codenamed Dahai.

  With his login, the gray sea lit up, revealing a blue-black color.

  Another avatar is a bunch of messy colored lines, the code name is indifferent, and the avatar is lit!

   "Are you up?"

  Dean muttered something in his heart, clicked on the other person's profile picture, and sent a series of greeting messages.

  Grey World is the software he asked Little Mike to develop.

  No feeling, it’s Little Mike.

  Because of congenital reasons, many hormones in his body cannot be secreted, resulting in a loss of emotion, and his physical condition is getting worse, so he uses a bunch of colored threads as his avatar.

  Those lines represent various emotions.

  Dean has not let go of his connection with Little Mike.

   This guy is a monster.

  However, for the sake of safety, he finally borrowed the inspiration from the Lucifer organization to let Little Mike also develop a "gray world" to facilitate the contact between the two.

   If necessary in the future.

  Dean will also pull in people he recognizes.

  Little Mike was apparently sitting in front of the computer, and immediately replied to Dean's message: "Dean, you haven't been here for a long time."

Dean immediately tapped and replied: "It is inconvenient for me to appear in Los Angeles all the time, but this matter will be resolved soon. In addition, I am already forming a pharmaceutical company, and all profits from the future can be used to assist you in the treatment of the human body." Research!"

   When communicating with Little Mike, Dean is very direct and will not explain too much.

  Because it doesn't work.

  Little Mike is only emotionally deficient and unable to understand all kinds of emotions, but with the IQ of monsters, he can easily express the emotions he wants to express.

  He just can't have intuitive feelings about various emotions, and he will not be affected by emotions, just like an intelligent program, acting in order to lead.

  Recovering his emotions is his greatest desire.

   "Okay, as soon as possible, I don't feel like I can last long."

   "What help do you want this time?"

  Little Mike guessed that Dean was looking for him, so there must be something else.

  Dean was thick-skinned and expressed his appeal: "In the process of solving the case, I encountered the attention of the Lucifer organization and was invited to participate in a battle royale game"

  He told Little Mike in detail about the cause, effect and appeal.

   This time.

  Dean is not going to shrink his head any longer.

  As it becomes more difficult to obtain experience points, it will become more and more difficult for him to improve his abilities. He can only rely on his strong learning ability and self-study to make himself comprehensive.

  That being the case.

   It's time to start cleaning up those bugs that disturb your peaceful life!

  (end of this chapter)