2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The black figure held up the blood-stained kitchen knife and chopped it down. Wu Bai did not hesitate, jumped out of the mirror, pulled out the gun from his waist and fired five shots in succession.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the bullet actually fired a series of sparks on the black figure. The black figure's movements were not affected at all, and he chopped off the head of the woman on the sofa with a knife.

"Boom."

The head fell to the ground with a dull sound and rolled twice on the ground. Finally, the face filled with pain and fear faced Wu Bai who was standing in front of the window. His bloodshot eyes seemed to be asking: Why didn't you save me? Get off me?

"Ahhh!"

Wu Bai roared and fired one after another, and the magazine was emptied instantly. However, the bullets shot out were like hitting a steel plate, and could only cast bright and dim flames on the black figure next to the sofa.

And with this faint light, Wu Bai could barely see the true appearance of the black shadow.

It was a set of Western knight's heavy armor that was two meters high. It was completely black. The iron can-like helmet covered the black figure's entire face, leaving only a narrow gap for his eyes. Dark gold paint was applied all over the body of the armor, with twisted inscriptions of unknown meaning. The thick breastplate, arm armor, and skirt were covered with various age-old injuries, knife marks, sword marks, and even similar... They are claw marks left by wild animals. These marks greatly increased the oppressive feeling of this heavy armor, and each mark recorded the tragic battles that its owner had experienced.

The jet-black armor walked around the sofa and walked towards him step by step, the heavy iron pieces on his body making a dull sound as they struck.

Wu Bai's breathing paused for a moment, and then without any hesitation, he turned around and got into the window behind him.

The moment he entered the mirror world, the oppressive feeling that suffocated him subsided. However, when Wu Bai looked back into the room, he found that the mysterious Western-style heavy armor had mysteriously disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

...

"Here, it looks like this." Wu Bai took out the tablet from his backpack and pulled out a simple line drawing from it.

Yan Muyun and Peng Peng leaned over at the same time and saw a pair of jet-black armor in the style of fantasy comics. It had a cold and murderous look. It was covered with large and small traces of battle damage. The overall thick and heavy texture was completely ignored. The outlines are vivid and vivid with several strokes.

"Tsk, tsk, he's a bit handsome." Peng Peng's eyes lit up.

"Did you draw it yourself?" Yan Muyun was a little surprised.

"Yes." Wu Bai nodded and said calmly: "It's not difficult. You can draw all the features in about ten minutes."

"So, is this guy the 'demon wandering in the night'?" Peng Peng raised his eyebrows.

This title was not given by him, but by netizens on Jieke because this serial murderer usually only commits crimes at night, and there have been no witnesses or even surveillance photos. Based on the above characteristics, I don’t know who started it, but everyone calls it that.

"It's very possible, but I can't be sure." Wu Bai pushed up his glasses expressionlessly: "At least he undoubtedly killed that single woman. I saw this with my own eyes."

After a pause, he added: "Oh, yes, the owner also had a golden retriever, which seemed to have been kicked to death by the armored man."

The victim dismantled the surveillance system in his home a few months ago. The victim was first brutally tortured and then decapitated with a knife in his kitchen... These characteristics are consistent with the modus operandi of the "Night Stalker", so even if there is no further With the evidence, Wu Bai had actually equated the mysterious armor with the "Night Demon" in his heart.

"Is this armor an ability or an extraordinary item?" Yan Muyun asked.

"I don't know." Wu Bai shook his head and closed the tablet screen.

"Hey, what a big deal, is it worth being depressed all morning?" Peng Peng stood up from the side and put his hand on his friend's shoulder: "Looking at the bright side, you have actually made a meritorious service. After all, everyone before you has done it all night long. I don’t even know whether the demon is male or female.”

"I still don't know whether the 'Night Demon' is a boy or a girl." Yan Muyun said quietly.

Being choked by the sudden argument, Peng Peng looked strange and coughed twice, but ignored it: "Anyway... with the clues you provided, the detectives from the Strange Detective Division will definitely be able to follow the clues and catch the murderer quickly. ."

"Well, I hope." Wu Bai sighed.

"Perhaps this punishment is actually to protect you? After all, you have personally met the murderer, so you may be targeted." Yan Muyun tried to start from another idea.

"It's possible." Peng Peng gave a thumbs up.

Wu Bai smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, thank you, I feel much better."

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to continue talking about this topic, the two chatted casually for a few more words and then left to do their own things.

Well, it’s all about sleeping.

The next class is in this classroom, and there is a break of about half an hour in the middle, which cannot be wasted.

However, just a few seconds after Yan Muyun closed his eyes, someone slapped him hard on the shoulder, and a certain fool's excited shout came to his ears: "Wake up, sleepyhead, we have received a task from the academy." Got it!"

"Ah?" Yan Muyun raised his head, looking confused.

"Didn't you receive the message? You, me, Wei Min, and Yue Xiao received a top-secret mission from the scientific research building." Di Haotian lowered his voice and said mysteriously.

But obviously he lowered his voice just to create an atmosphere, and almost everyone in the classroom heard him.

"Huh? What top-secret mission?" Peng Peng, who was lying on the table not far away, raised his head. Even Wu Bai, who was in a bad mood, looked over curiously.

"You'd better not know." Yue Xiao's helpless voice came from the front: "Idiot, shut up now, you really dare to say anything."

Yan Muyun had already opened the college account in Zhitong, clicked on the mailbox, and found the message with a red exclamation mark inside.

After a quick glance, I got the general information.

This task was announced by Professor Bai Yongning and personally designated the candidate.

Wei Min, Yue Xiao, Di Haotian and Yan Muyun need to capture a mutant alive with intact limbs within two weeks and send it to the laboratory on the B3 floor of the inner courtyard's scientific research building.

The good news is that there is no limit to the variety of alien species, and you don’t have to find them yourself. Someone will take them to the place where the Dark Curtain appears in a short time. So the four of them just need to figure out how to successfully capture the alien species alive.

"What the hell is this?" Yan Muyun couldn't help but complain after reading the mission description.

"Hahahaha, isn't this a piece of cake for us?" Di Haotian looked very excited: "I only know that while others are still interns, we can already take over the task!"

This sentence attracted a lot of speechless looks. You must know that all the students in this class are elites. Although they go out on weekdays for "internships" in name, they actually do no less than regular employees.

Some of these jobs are probably no less dangerous than the tasks assigned by an academy.

Just like Wu Bai's experience last night, if he hadn't reacted quickly and returned to the mirror world, he might have died on the spot.

After receiving the mission, Yan Muyun didn't think much about it, and just felt a sense of relaxation from the bottom of his heart.

For the first time since I entered school, I felt like "I am still useful."

Living among a bunch of elite peers is really stressful.