Planeswalker My Plane War

Chapter 126 Aftermath Investigation 2
"Oh, who are these people?" She looked at several men in plain clothes, who were obviously the protagonists of this scene, because the police surrounded them.

This is where the killing took place the night before.As mentioned earlier, the first floor of this building is a store, and like many stores, there is a surveillance camera here.Regardless of the original reason for installing and setting up this camera, any hacker can hack into it as long as they get an accurate network address.And the hacker only needs to control the camera to raise it a little bit to see the large room on the second floor.Look through the windows to see who's inside.The quality of this camera is very good.

Even the police never expected that someone was watching them with a camera.

"Looks like they can't find anything," she thought to herself.It is good to have a sister who is a policeman, that is, she basically knows all kinds of methods of the police.Maybe Zhang Cheng doesn't understand, but it's enough for her to understand.There are still so many people walking here, which in itself shows that this place still has great value.In other words, the police are still looking.

They hadn't done that thorough inspection of the place, after all, it was a murder scene.At a murder scene, the police don't look for bugs.

She hummed a song softly and activated a monitoring device with software.

After all, it is not normal to install cameras or monitoring devices in such places, but anyway, the leader of a gang is always wary of his subordinates, especially a woman.In this case, she might place some monitoring devices in some key locations that no one knows except herself.And the secret of this surveillance will be hidden in her private computer.

"Boss, the wizard said that this should be a powerful voodoo spell, which is used to control felines." There was a voice in the speaker, a little muffled, but barely audible. "Someone used this sorcery to control a tiger. He has heard of this sorcery but doesn't know the details. If he wants to know the details, he probably has to go to his teacher."

"Who is his teacher?"

"A tribal wizard in some African jungle," replied the reporter. "To go to that country, you have to fly for at least one day, and you have to walk a long way after getting off the plane... If everything goes well, it will take a week to find someone."

"What do you think of that wizard?"

"I think he is just a liar full of nonsense, even a psychopath!" The one who spoke was not polite. "The evidence is that we have found at least three hundred bullet casings here. These men were not all attacked unawares, they spotted the enemy and fought it. It is impossible for a tiger to kill Dozens of heavily armed men. They have pistols, rifles and shotguns!"

"But they did find the tiger's tracks. How do you rationalize that?"

"Boss, I can't answer that question. I don't know."

"Not only tigers, but also wolves." The person who spoke was obviously a boss. "And that video!"

The little girl stopped humming and pouted unhappily.Obviously, at that time, the camera was not only connected to the computer, but also had a storage function.It's a pity that there is so little time.If she was given enough time, she would definitely be able to delete those video files completely.But it was too hasty.

Of course, it's really no big deal.The wizard outfit is a useful thing, because with that cape, hat, and mask, you basically can't find any features.Height, build and face could not be determined.The same goes for skin tone.

"The magician? If it's not forged...it's a man wearing a magician's costume with a soft voice, bringing a tiger and a wolf..." said the subordinate. "That wizard..."

"Where's that guy named Mies?" The boss obviously didn't intend to continue on this topic.

"The doctor has judged that he is completely crazy!" The subordinate replied calmly. "He needs at least three courses of treatment, each taking a year. And even that doesn't guarantee his mental recovery. The doctor warned us that the best thing to do is to stop talking about it and let him voluntarily Otherwise, he may relapse at any time. In addition, his words will not be accepted by any court at all."

"Do you think it's a matter for the court?" The boss said in a very rude tone. "Magic, you know? There's real magic happening now. You don't even know..."

The sound stopped, but a newcomer could be seen walking into the room on the video.An apparently higher-ranking official arrives.I don't know if it's the police system or the FBI.

"What did the priest say?" asked a new voice.

"He said it was outright black magic." The boss replied just now. "He told us that an exorcism ceremony needs to be held here, and the traces of blasphemy here should be washed away with holy water."

"What is the final conclusion of the on-site appraisal experts?"

"There are indeed tiger footprints here, but the tiger is likely to be a fake, because no cat hair was found at the scene. Moreover, this tiger only killed one person, and even this is doubtful." very direct. "Even if it's a tiger, its claws can't cut a grown man into pieces in one blow. They think it's probably made of a special weapon. A long, heavy, sharp clawed weapon. Or simply use the two-handed sword to slash many times in a row."

"A two-handed sword? There's a gun on the other side!" The one who spoke took out something and motioned for others to see. "Take a look, what is this?"

No one else spoke.Obviously, this is irrefutable evidence, which directly shatters the fallacy of "two-handed sword".

Of course it's no big deal to the little girl, she knows the truth.

"Is that Indian wizard here?" said this person who may be a high-level FBI person.

"He was at the scene in the wild," said one of his subordinates. "I'm checking the details of the scene. But I managed to get some of his psychic potion and gave it to our people for testing."

"What's the test result?"

"Although the raw materials are unknown, the main active ingredients can be judged to be cannabinoids. There are also some other hallucinogenic substances." The subordinate replied. "In other words, this so-called psychic is to make people hallucinate."

"He was the most famous Indian wizard we could find. A lot of people said he was powerful."

"Sir, don't take the witchcraft of the Indians too seriously. If this witchcraft really worked, they wouldn't be staying in the reservation area now!" Someone else said something besides.

The little girl felt that it was almost done.Everything is similar to what she guessed, and the FBI is not a fairy.In fact, before witnessing all that with her own eyes, she herself did not believe that Zhang Cheng had all kinds of magical abilities.But no matter what this ability is, it is different from those wizards or magicians in legends, myths, and even reality.

She casually opened the records about the magician Merlin. Here, Merlin's most powerful spell is hypnosis.A powerful spell that causes a person to sleep forever - like Sleeping Beauty in a castle of thorns.In this story, the spell requires both a dance and a spell.That said, it will take a while to take effect.Anyone could see that such spells would be utterly useless against modern firearms, which fire instantly deadly bullets with the flick of a trigger.An archmage who has practiced for decades to master spells is not as good as an ordinary person with a pistol.

But she saw Zhang Cheng cast spells with her own eyes.Zhang Cheng did almost nothing, no spells or dances, not to mention body movements, not even hand movements.A wonderful protection appeared, blocking all the bullets fired from all around.

It's not so much magic as superpowers.It seems that it can be used with a single thought.

Sure enough, it is very curious!She thought about it, and then opened the chat software just now.

"Mary," the policewoman called from outside the door. "I need to go out. I won't be back at noon."

"Yes, sister," she replied casually. "There's lunch in the fridge, I can do it by myself, no problem."

"Don't stay in the room all the time, you're getting moldy!"

"Okay, I'll go out for a walk in a while."

She had already guessed about this.It's not surprising. In the current situation, the police need a lot of manpower, so how can they tolerate people having holidays.And...if she is not mistaken, the Armenians are gone, and the original pattern will be broken.There was bound to be a real conflict between the Negroes and the Prickly Nation.

What then?She didn't know, but she felt that it was a good thing for those people to die.

So, what to do with the last stuff?She looked at the laptop in front of her, and then at the phone.By the way, I looked at the chat software.As I said before, there is still a friend's message "I want to die" waiting to be processed.

"What's the matter? What about my suggestion last time? I also lent you $50."

"Electric shock device and pepper spray?" The other party seemed to be hesitating. "It's useless, I dare not..."

"What are you afraid of? Those things can't kill people." Ah, no, it is precisely because they can't kill people that they dare not.Human beings are born with differences in endowments. Some people are afraid of things that others are not afraid of. Some people pursue things that others give up with all their strength.If you can't kill someone, you will be retaliated.

"I see, these strengths are not enough," the little girl replied. "Want a gun? No one can stop a bullet. And a hit to the head is a surefire thing. I recently got a chance to try some guns that even a kid can use easily."

It's online there. "No, I'm afraid..." There was an answer in a few seconds.

"Then if you want to be saved, you need a stronger force." The little girl replied. "True...unchecked power. It's like a superhero. It's the kind of power that keeps you from fear of retaliation."

"Isn't that power worse? The whole world will know."

"It's just that you don't understand. Remember the magic we discussed? But real magic is different from these legends." She tapped on the keyboard quickly. "I think the legends have been artificially distorted."

"What do you mean twisted?"

"The real power, those powerful forces that are not controlled and restricted, can conceal themselves. For example, whether it is Asia, Europe, America, Africa, all the supernatural powers in the legends of civilizations, about all kinds of spells and spells Human beings need to recite lengthy incantations, or prayers, and various magic tools...but real magic doesn't need this."

"How did you know?"

"Do you remember the code last time?" The little girl changed the subject. "It's from the bank. I'm interested in that."

"That? That doesn't count as breaking through the bank's firewall." The other party asked. "If you want to break through the bank's defenses and add deposit numbers to our account at will..."

"I know, that's actually just an external connection, you can add an account." The little girl replied. "At best, we only tampered with the authority of a salesperson, and we must deposit enough money in a short period of time, otherwise the banking system will check out the error... although they will only think it is an error. It is useless."

It's really useless, these are already very external things, and don't involve the fundamental interests of the bank, so they can be hidden for a while instead of being revised immediately.By the way, who doesn't know that breaking into the bank database can do whatever they want?The problem is that you are not qualified for this at all.Even for the very best, hacking into an ATM is almost the limit.

"There is a problem with this code. I think that if you want to modify it, you must choose a suitable time. I know the working hours of the bank near my home. If you can master the working hours of the salesperson, then you can finally change the newly added account. An unsolved case... makes them feel that they have lost the account opening contract..."

They started a discussion about a hacker.A few minutes turned into a discussion of program code.Time passed by like this.It wasn't until the little girl finished the chat with satisfaction that she realized that it was getting late.It was past lunch time.

The other party typed the last line. "Mary, can you save me?"

"I will definitely help you!" The little girl replied.She walked quickly to the refrigerator, where she wanted to take her lunch from the refrigerator and heat it in the microwave.But got a call.It wasn't someone else calling, it was her mother.

"What's the matter, Mom?" the little girl asked while searching in the refrigerator. "Didn't you say you would come back at night..."

"Mary, something may have happened to your sister." The mother's voice was sharp, her breathing was short, and her tone flustered. "The police have a call... Let the family members go to the hospital to see!"

(End of this chapter)