Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 83. Chapter 83. Reward
LVPD.

Fifth Group Office.

Dean pushed the door open, and Carl, Kruger, Holden, Moore, and Chad turned their bright eyes, "Man, what's the situation?"

Dean sat down at the conference table, fanning the pungent cigarette smoke in front of him, "The same problem, the process of the crime, the traces of the scene... I strictly agreed with everyone."

"Very well, it shouldn't be a big problem now."

Carl looked around at his companions who looked anxious and had dark circles all over their eyes, and stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray,
"Guys, if you don't want to be forced to take vacations or lose your jobs, we must rationalize it. Don't worry about it anymore. Next, the bureau will continue to talk to you, and I will deal with it. But there is a high probability that the higher authorities will Treat it coldly and close the case quickly."

……

"The censorship within the bureau has been resolved, and now there are no outsiders. Dean, let me give you a real explanation." Holden leaned his butt on the table, folded his arms around his chest, and kept asking like a machine gun, "Why did Jack become a big man?" Abby?"

"What did she go through before she lay unconscious in the hospital like a vegetable, but all the tests were normal."

Dean glanced at the curious faces, shook his head,
"I can't explain it, but I have to say, no matter Jack or Abby, it is not a person, but some kind of powerful monster with the ability to transform."

When the matter developed to this point, no matter how elaborately he wove lies, he couldn't be fooled, so he simply told the truth.

After he finished speaking, he held his breath and was ready to face the blatant doubts, but there was only silence, and everyone lowered their faces, frowning deeply, and thoughtful.

The truth seems to be within reach, but also seems to be separated by a mountain that cannot be climbed.

"What happened to Jack's cry at that time?" Kruger's sickly face showed deep fear, "It seems that a switch was turned on in my brain, and memories from decades ago flooded out, and I was already sick. The deceased sister reappeared in front of my eyes."

"Seven or eight years old, dressed in a white hospital gown, thin like a doll, hugged me and cried, begging me to save her. But I am not God, how can I resurrect a dead person? I have been having this nightmare for the past two days."

"That voice reminds me of the process of communicating with the most brutal murderer in San Quentin, oh no, it's worse than that," Holden nodded with lingering fear, "I've never been so sick, sad, and uncomfortable that I want to suicide."

"To correct a mistake, you don't just want to," Carl shook his head. "You had already pointed the gun to your head at that time. If Dean didn't stop you, you would have gone to see God."

"It's definitely not hypnosis."

Carl rubbed his flushed face and added,

"Fake! Even I was tricked without knowing it. After entering the botanical garden, I fell asleep inexplicably, and seemed to have forgotten something when I woke up. All of this may only be explained by the supernatural."

Dean smiled.

"You most evidence-conscious police officers are willing to believe unscientific explanations?"

"Anyone will change after going through a funeral." Holden stared out the window, his handsome face was tense, and even the swollen dark circles revealed confusion,

"In the past two days, I have begun to reflect deeply. The things I once regarded as superstitions may be real, but because of the education I received in the past, the inherent thinking in my mind, and the deep-rooted prejudices of the people around me, I am still unwilling to believe it."

Karl looked at the colleagues around him with deep empathy,

"Maybe both demons and angels exist...Guys, let's go to church together on the weekend, talk to the pastor, exorcise demons? Maybe get a good night's sleep?"

"Listen to you, boss."

Several police officers nodded at the same time, and then turned their curious eyes to Dean for further answers.

"Sorry guys, I don't understand it myself, and I can't explain it, but I've seen it."

Dean got up and walked around the crowd, pressing their shoulders one by one.

"Everything in the world is far beyond imagination, and there are countless unsolved mysteries among them: the Loch Ness Monster, the Bermuda Triangle, the Pyramids, and UFOs. Some of them have been born for hundreds of years, and there is still no conclusion."

"But do they affect our daily lives?"

Dean glanced over the faces of these experienced police officers one by one, shook his head,
"It doesn't matter. Now that the case is over, what we should really focus on is that the real murderer of Bucky Fran has been captured and brought to justice, and Abby, who has suffered injustice, will be released from prison today."

"As for whether the murderer is a human or a monster, it's not up to us. It's the people above who should worry."

"Everyone have a good rest, go back and relax with your family, and completely forget about this case."

Except for Holden who participated in the whole process, Carl, Kruger and the others all had a look of bewilderment in their eyes. From the beginning to the end, they were like puppets on a string. After a few simple trips, they solved a major case.

"By the way, you haven't slept well for the past few days, have you? Jack's strange cry at that time has already had a serious psychological impact on you. Go see a psychiatrist. I don't want to suddenly hear the news of your suicide one day in the future. .”

"Boy, we're not that fragile!" Kruger yelled at him blushing and thick-necked,

"Shut up, who was crying and saying that you are not God? Tomorrow you must give me honest counseling!" Carl glared at him, then looked at Dean, "You also have a good rest for two days..."

"I'm afraid I'll have to rest longer..." Dean said flatly. "I'm tired."

Throughout the case, he felt that convincing the group of police officers took more effort than investigating the case itself.

In addition, he is also worried that continuing to obtain cases from LVPD at a high frequency will induce unpredictable risks and once again draw this group of ordinary people into dangerous supernatural events.

"In the next two months, until 81, I will suspend my volunteer work. In addition, in order to successfully obtain my high school diploma, I have to work hard."

There was a moment of silence in the conference room, and everyone looked stunned. They didn't expect that the most diligent volunteer in the history of lvpd would suddenly take a long vacation.

Carl laughed and held out his hand.

"I almost forgot that you are still a high school student. So be it, but don't make everyone wait too long, I'm really not used to it without your help..."

"Yeah." Dean gave him a light high-five, and then turned to Holden, who was unwilling and longing, "Dude, I'll take the initiative to contact you when I regain my energy."

……

After leaving LVPD, Dean drove to the parking lot outside the detention center in Vegas.

The friends came earlier and were gathering next to a Lincoln, chatting and touching around Abby, who had just come out of the detention center.

Abby's parents and barrister Lucville also stood beside them with beaming faces.

"Here, Dean! It's so late and everyone's waiting for you!"

Last waved to him excitedly, jumping up and down like an orangutan eating chili.

Dean and Ruster clapped their hands together, and glanced at the tomboy opposite. He was wearing a brand new green dress, his hair had grown a little longer, his body was thin and slender, his chin was pointed, but he was in good spirits. Unknowingly gone.

Now Abby actually looks a little girly, but her breasts are still flat.

Abby looked at him quietly, her eyes sparkled, and hesitation, nervousness, and joy flashed across her thin face, and she hesitated to speak as if she was brewing some kind of emotion.

"Haha, our family's benefactor is here!" Abby's father, a handsome middle-aged man, Batista suddenly shouted, holding Dean's left hand firmly with both hands,

"How should we thank you?" Ms. Raj hugged Dean from behind with tears in her eyes, allowing him to enjoy the enthusiasm and majesty of a mature woman, "What do you wish for?"

Dean was shocked by this enthusiasm, but he was unconsciously infected, and his mood became lighter. Even the lingering sadness in his chest a few days ago was greatly relieved.

It dawned on him a little bit of what Tym meant—that positive emotions counteract and lessen negative ones.

Dean pulled himself out of the woman's arms calmly, looked around at the faces flushed with excitement,

"It's not my credit, it's everyone's joint efforts, and I just played an assisting role."

"Excessive modesty is hypocrisy."

The barrister extended his chubby hand to shake Dean,
"We are helpless under the strong evidence of the district attorney. If you hadn't personally caught that almost non-existent criminal to the police station and completely reversed the case, then Abby's life would definitely be over."

The barrister raised his voice, patted Dean on the shoulder,

"You stepped up again, just like what happened at Lake Mead, you made the impossible possible, you saved a family, you performed miracles."

After the lawyer said this, Abby finally plucked up the courage, stepped forward with open arms, looked up at him, her eyes shone with admiration and gratitude, and a faint blush appeared on her face,

"Congratulations, Abby, through this difficult time, your future life will be smooth."

Dean hugged her, patted her on the back, changed the subject,
"So, Lawyer Luqueville, the trouble is over?"

The fat man nodded and sighed, "Our Abby has certificates from Batista and Raj, as well as a family doctor."

"And the other Abby has no evidence and is still in a coma and can't argue. The prosecutor's office, the court, and the police are all ready to cut the mess and convict her of first-degree murder as an explanation to Bucky Fran's parents. .”

"Having said that, if Raj and Batista hadn't vehemently denied it, I would have suspected that the murderer was Abby's twin sister.

Hearing this, Dean grinned as he saw a large number of reminders flashing in front of his eyes.

Although the process was tortuous, the result was not bad.

His only regret was that he couldn't save another innocent still in San Quentin, David Lee.

……

"Dean, we've bought a lot of things, and today we're going to have a big barbecue party to cleanse Abby up." Battista looked at him with a smile, and that look was familiar to Dean, just like Thomas looked at him. , "Everyone goes, you come too!"

"OK."

"Let's go, everyone!"

Ruster took Britney's hand and rushed towards Ford, yelling.

Dean got into his Bronco, and Gretchen subconsciously followed.

"Gretchen, you drive, I want to take a nap."

"Ah."

Dean sat in the co-pilot and sank into the system:

The progress of the event Devil or Innocent is [-]%, and the event is completed.

Using your wildest imagination and some luck, you solve the masquerading puzzle and clear innocent Abby's name.

You took a huge risk to kill the Death Eater and served justice. Facts have proved that even the existence in fairy tales cannot hurt your companions in front of you!
According to the result of the event, a special reward has been formed and you can withdraw it at any time.

extract.

You gain experience 120.

个人等级lv2(60/300)→（180/300）

You can choose one of the following four special rewards -

A. Superpower - Tide of Tears: Draw power from other people's sadness, pain and despair, store it in the body, detonate it when used, exert a mental impact on the target within a certain range, and the affected person will accept the will test .

No less than 20 points, immune to this mental shock
No less than 15 points, slight shock, trance, difficulty concentrating.

No less than 10 points, moderate shock, the unbearable past will reappear in front of you, causing you to have visual and auditory hallucinations, insomnia, emotional loss, and indulging in sadness.

If it is lower than 10 points, it will be severely impacted, and the recipient will fall into grief on the spot and cannot extricate himself, and will make self-mutilation and hurt others, and the negative impact will last for at least one month.

Note: This ability requires at least 15 points of spirit.

Improve this ability, and your spirit will be slightly improved.

……

B superpower—mimicry: Obtain the blood of the target, and transform its own shape and DNA according to the blood sample. Except for the soul, it will transform into the selected target from the inside out.

After transforming, you can't have any memory and ability of the target, and the attributes are biased towards the ontology attributes.

Initial grade:

The deformed state can last up to 48 hours, but if you die in the deformed state, the body will not recover

A 24-hour lead-time period for analyzing blood is required

There is a seven-day cooling recovery period after the transformation ends

Mimic targets are limited to humans

Note: Selecting this ability requires a certain amount of time to solidify and activate.

Improve this ability, and your physique will be slightly improved.

……

C Superpower - Mark: Mark the selected person, you can perceive the state and position of the target at any time, and can remotely manipulate the target to make it fall into a state of lethargy, fever, and pain that loses resistance.

At the initial level, only one token can exist at the same time, and the duration is at most one month.

Note: The mark cannot be removed by ordinary means.

Improve this ability, and your perception will increase slightly.

……

D Improve physical attributes by 1 point.

……

Wow…

The corners of Dean's mouth were grinning excitedly, and he lay down more relaxedly with his eyes closed and his hands around the back of his head.

In one incident, three kinds of superpower rewards appeared, all of which came from the Death Eater.

It is worthy of being a legendary species, and it is not in vain that I spent so long and almost got headshot.

Choose one of four.

Dean first chose option D, which lacks growth potential.

Attributes can be improved through other skills, and superpowers may not have the next chance if you miss this time
Then A is ruled out.

There is no doubt about the power of this ability. Twice, Dean lost his resistance and let the Death Eater slaughter him.

But Dean subconsciously rejects this ability. If he can gain strength from human sorrow and pain, does it mean that he must abuse others to become powerful?
Ability does not distinguish between good and evil, but in the supernatural world, having a tide of tears will greatly increase the risk of losing control. Dean worries that one day in the future, he will become another sleepless person who will use whatever means.

In addition, his spiritual attribute is less than 15, so he can't use this ability temporarily.

Reluctantly rule out A.

Dean didn't struggle between B and C for too long. Although the mark is a sharp weapon for hunting and killing, the simulation is more powerful and comprehensive.

Changing one's own form from the DNA level, in the current science-based society, is equivalent to a man with thousands of faces who comes and goes without a trace.

After changing the shape, chasing, escaping, and reconnaissance are as convenient as dressing and eating.

The only pity is that it takes a certain amount of time to solidify the ability, and you can't choose it and try it immediately.

"It's up to you."

"Choose B, sure."

In the next second, Dean seemed to have drunk a cup of freshly brewed hot coffee, and there were some subtle changes in his body, but he couldn't tell if he felt it carefully.

At the same time, the 4/5 in the ability bar becomes 5/5.

Added a new item - Mimic lv0 (solidification countdown: 20 days)
"Well, 20 days is faster than I thought, and the new ability can be activated before November."

"But the ability bar is full before I know it. Does this mean that I can't get new superpowers in the future?"

Dean's heart tightened, and then he suddenly realized,

"There's definitely some sort of channel augmentation capability column."

"I don't need to worry. After all, I can't eat too much. My shadow of the past, simulation, meditation and other abilities have just started, and I have not yet discovered the huge potential."

"It is better to fully develop, strengthen, and utilize them than to constantly acquire new abilities that are not used."

(End of this chapter)