Son of the Tower

Chapter 311 The Power of Words
The Sanchong Building is the landmark of District 29. Three hundred-story buildings stand in the shape of an isosceles triangle on the square. When Mars and Meng Zou arrived, a team of omnic guards had already parked in the third building together with their armored vehicles. nearby.

There was also a plain-clothed policeman who was accompanying him, who should be from the South Headquarters. As soon as he saw Mars, the middle-aged man came over: "Your Excellency, Chief Mars, hello, I am Xu Zhian from the South Headquarters, Jian Anran This child is all up to you."

"It's okay, leave it to me." Mars said as he took over the heavy-duty flatbed scanner handed over by the omnic guard, which was used to detect the second signal carried near the occipital bone at the back of Jane Anran's skull with psionic energy The device of the electronic signal generator is too easy to be interfered, but the tower has a new solution in recent years. Using this kind of spiritual signal generator that can only respond to a specific spiritual energy wavelength can effectively find and locate the target.

Although Mars doesn't know where this person is, Mars is now flying bricks.

Holding the big guy in his hand, Mars first swept towards the north.

It lasted 30 seconds, and nothing was found... It can't be said that it was nothing, after all, three psykers drove a special vehicle and appeared directly in Mars' eyes.

"Who is messing with psychic powers! Or long-range scanning! I don't know that New Hangzhou can't be used indiscriminately..." The leader, Mr. Tiger, was in the middle of scolding, and noticed the cute 1.3-meter-long white-haired Mars, and then his tone suddenly became humble : "It turns out to be the chief little gentleman of the tower, I, what I just said, you just treat it as a fart."

"It's okay, it's just in time for you to come. Tell everyone on duty that the little gentleman in the tower is looking for a loyal son. If anyone still finds it offensive, I'm in the Sanchong Building, so come and beat me."

After speaking with a smile, Mars turned to the west and started the second scan.

There is nothing to hide under the powerful flying bricks, but there is still no contact with the signal.

But this time, no one came to fight Mars, and the three psykers on duty did not leave. They also stayed when they heard who Mars was looking for—one to avoid suspicion, and the other It should be enthusiastic citizens doing what they should do.

Then I scanned south, but still couldn't find anyone, which forced Mars to minimize the possibility of finding this kid.

Because this is Area 29, to the east...that's the sea.

The policeman named Xu Zhian was already covering his face. He watched Mars point the detector at the sea. When Mars sighed, the middle-aged man collapsed and sat on the ground, crying loudly.

Mars sent the coordinates to the Gulf Authority, who was tasked with retrieving the man.

"Who are you, Jane Anran?" Mars asked after the man had cried enough.

"He is the son of my eldest brother from the same police school. Our classmate didn't know him before, and they all thought he was a bastard who abandoned the light and turned to the dark...I didn't know that the elder brother had a mission until An Ran came back... Now we have lost his child, we uncles and aunts are really useless..." The middle-aged man choked with sobs.

"Don't worry, let's go ask him."

"Isn't he at the bottom of the sea?"

"Yes, it's because it's at the bottom of the sea, so let's ask him to see who threw him into the sea." Mars said with a smile on his face: "You are the police, and you can't handle some things, but I am different. , Leave this matter to me, don't meddle in it, okay?"

"Okay." The middle-aged man was puzzled at first, and after listening to what Mars said, he nodded fiercely: "It's a big deal, I'll take off this whole body, but I'll leave everything to you."

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When they drove to the seaside, the Gulf Administration had already fished up the man. With a bag, Jane Anran was handcuffed behind her back, and her whole body was injured.

"The person should have been lost in the middle of the night. There was a ship near 1147 in the middle of the night yesterday, and the transponder was not turned on." The deputy director of the Gulf Administration came to the scene in person, and he introduced the situation last night to Mars.

"The person was lost last night, and the time is consistent. Now is it a prior injury, or..." Meng Zou stopped talking here, because all the people present found that they were standing on the sea, in the middle of the night.

In their eyes, two men were taking out a bag from the boat in front of them and throwing it into the sea.

In the next second, the sea disappeared, and the sun began to rule the beach. Everyone looked at Mars, and Mars copied the ship's hull number to Mr. Deputy Director: "Find out who owns this ship."

Then, the two pens and papers in front of him had already completed the sketches of human faces, and he handed these two sketches to Xu Zhian: "Find them."

"Leave it to me." Xu Zhian took a photo of the sketch and started sending messages to the database.

As a matter of course, the deputy director had the news first that the boat was private and belonged to a local boy in District [-].

Mars signaled for reinforcements that the omnic guards would first send Jane Anran to the icehouse of the South Headquarters, and then lead the team straight to District 29—just south of [-].

As soon as he got on the road, Meng Zou had already obtained all the information about Xiao Zai. The Xiao Zai's surname was Zhao, Zhao Wenchao, and he came from a psionic family, but his family style was strict, and he had a good reputation. "There should be a little story, let's see if someone screwed up the show, or someone made friends carelessly."

After speaking, Mars leaned back on the back seat.

Walking along the road, the Zhao family will arrive soon. The wealthy area in the [-]th district has a living space that is completely different from the pigeon cage of the building. When the motorcade arrived in front of the gate of the Zhao family, an old housekeeper looked at it. Mars got out of the car , the old Bird rooster crowed, turned around and ran towards the small building.

"It was really a rooster crowing just now?" Mars looked at Meng Zou.

"The red-feathered turkey is also a subspecies of the Bode tribe. What's the matter with the rooster crowing? If he sues you for discrimination, you won't be able to eat it." Meng Zou gave Mars a white look.

After waiting in front of the gate for ten seconds, a large family came out of the small building, led by an old orc—yes, the old Zhao’s family is a litter of otters, he stood in front of the gate and opened the fence The door: "Mister Xiao, the chief of the tower, what are you doing here?"

"Hi Mr. Zhao, Zhao Wenchao is your grandson, right?" Mars asked with a smile.

"Yes, if there are no other words from Zhao Wenchao." This man said with a smile, and when he turned his head to call for someone, his beard and hair were all swollen: "Zhao Wenchao, die for me!"

After speaking, the psionic palm dragged the kid who was still eating melons over.

The latter's face rubbed against the ground all the way, and he was still bleeding when Mars held him up with his psionic palm.

"Where's your little yacht?" Myers asked.

A powerful psyker can feel the physical signs of the target in front of him, and this kid has no fear when he sees him and the police vehicle.

"It's been two days since I lent it to a friend, and that's all I need?" Zhao Wenchao was unhappy when he heard it.

Just when his newly transformed old man raised his big fist, Mars nodded: "Your small yacht is involved in a case of dumping corpses, you'd better think about who you lent it to, or we will I can only invite you into the underground freezer of the South Headquarters once."

The boy knelt down with a plop: "It was Li Mingming from the Li family next door who asked me to borrow it, and he said he would pay it back to me tomorrow!"

Mars smiled—you see, sometimes words are quite powerful, don't they?

(End of this chapter)