Defect another world

Chapter 4 No trace at all?

** 004 No trace at all? **
Dead silence.

Dead like, silent.

There was silence in the whole room.

"Clap."

The sound of the phone slipping and hitting the ground.

"Wenwen?"

"Wenwen! What's wrong with you? Talk!"

"..."

Meng Fei sat on the chair with a dumbfounded expression.

Tang Wenwen's cell phone amplifier was on, and he could hear it clearly, but he couldn't digest the news.

The other party had better not be joking.

Otherwise, the joke is too bad.

Although he is a transmigrator, he still has a golden finger, and he should be regarded as an extremely special existence.

But why is the news on the phone even more outrageous? !
When he first passed through, Meng Fei's original body was dead.

The specific reason has not yet been identified.

As a result, not far from the community, another Meng Fei came out, also dead? !

how can that be.

He just initially thought that the world view of this world was fairly normal, not very outrageous.

Could something go wrong?

Obviously, Tang Wenwen thought so too.

She picked up the phone with trembling hands.

"Tingting...Are you kidding me..."

Tang Wenwen's voice was full of tears.

"I'm timid...don't scare me."

"I'm not kidding, the name of the deceased is Meng Fei, the identity information and physical signs are correct, the identity of the deceased has been confirmed, and the family is being contacted.

"I'm actually looking for you to ask if you have any information about the deceased.

"What's the matter? You know the deceased very well?"

Tang Wenwen's hands trembled wildly, and she knelt on the ground with a "pat".

Meng Fei couldn't sit still anymore, so he rushed up and picked up the phone on the ground.

"Hello, this joke is not funny."

He said lightly.

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he said in surprise, "Who are you?"

"I'm Meng Fei, Tang Wenwen's neighbor, a programmer, who just finished her computer repair.

"So I don't understand what you just said."

"..."

The other party was silent for a while.

"Friend, why do you say I'm dead?"

There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps on the other end of the phone. It should be the police officer named "Tingting" who was walking.

Then she asked her colleagues eagerly, roughly meaning to re-check the identity of the deceased.

"Ah...Sister Ting, check it out...

"The deceased's name was indeed Meng Fei, he was 1.8 meters tall and had a mole under his left eye.

"I live at No. 3, 24th Floor, Unit 05, Haigang Community. I am an identity programmer and work in an Internet company.

"The cause of death was that the body was hit by the front of the car, the chest was smashed, and the head hit the stone pillar in the center of the street..."

There is no need to listen to the next words.

The Meng Fei who died at the scene, like himself, was Meng Fei.

This is the most frightening.

and many more……

Meng Fei frowned and asked, "Could it be that I just look a bit similar to me, so I made a mistake?"

"I... believe you are Mr. Meng Fei. Please stay at home for a while, and my colleagues will come to check later to see what's wrong here."

The other end of the phone pondered for a moment and said.

Meng Fei's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and said slowly, "Okay."

"That's it, please call Wenwen."

Meng Fei nodded, returned the phone to Tang Wenwen, and walked out the door.

Tang Wenwen picked up the phone in shock, had a few words with "Tingting", and then hung up.

……

After Meng Fei entered the corridor, his expression immediately became serious.

He came to the place where the camera was smashed.

The footage rolls off and debris is everywhere.

The murderer was really strict, not only did the power outage, but also destroyed the night vision camera.Are you worried that the camera has an independent power supply?
Meng Fei tried to scan it.

[Item: Wireless Dome Surveillance Camera]
[Size: 10*8*3cm]

[Value: 800]

[Status: Completely damaged beyond repair. ]
Meng Fei sighed.

Sure enough, as he had guessed before, something that was completely smashed could not be repaired.

"Can fingerprints be scanned on the surface of the item?"

Meng Fei suddenly felt a move in his heart.If this thing is related to his own death, will there be clues to the murderer?
[Hint: The item has no recent touches and cannot be scanned for fingerprints. ]
This was actually what he expected.

Judging from the extent of the damage, it should have been smashed by something like a hammer and then shattered.There was no need for the killer to leave fingerprints at all.

But to his surprise, the scanning ability of this system also includes scanning fingerprints, bloodstains and other details!

After thinking for a while, he dodged and returned to his home.

After entering the house, he began to rummage through boxes, looking for things like notes and diaries.

No way, as a transmigrator, he did not inherit the memory of the original owner at all.

Even blood type, DNA, etc. can confirm their identity.But if they were to be questioned and investigated, a few cross-examinations would be suspected.

Even if he is not regarded as a suspect, what if he is sent to a mental hospital?
The other party will set off immediately, then he must find the basic information and information of the predecessor as soon as possible to deal with the investigation!

Looking at the dazzling bookshelves, desks and messy beds in front of him, Meng Fei was a little depressed.

In such a messy place, when to find something.

Wait...I'm the one who hangs up, okay? I have a system!

So!

"System, scan all books and notes, diary information, etc. on the shelf."

Meng Fei immediately looked at the bookshelf in front of him.

[The target object has been successfully scanned. ]
[Item: White pine three-door bookshelf]
[Size: 120*39*205cm]

[Value: 1900]

[Status: In good condition]

[Books: "Code Encyclopedia", "C Language Programming", "Introduction to System Security", "Design Patterns", "Compilation Principles", "The Way of Reverse Search", "Programming Pearl", "ROOTKIT Core Technology"...]

[Note information: None. ]
[Diary information: none. ]
Looking at the dazzling array of professional programmer books on the bookshelf, Meng Fei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

I serve.

In my previous life, I worked overtime, and I was forced to catch up on projects.This predecessor Meng Fei is really dedicated, and he reads so many industry books after get off work!

Migrant workers, migrant workers, migrant workers are all human beings...

My role model.

Meng Fei sighed.

In short, I scanned the books on the shelf, and there was nothing like a diary.

and many more……

programmer?
material? !
computer? !
Meng Fei turned his head and looked at the computer host on the table.

"scanning!"

(End of this chapter)