Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

Johnson frowned after hearing what James said, and said: "Rosario made an agreement with the church that no agents are allowed to enter the old streets because of official business. If you are looking for fun, there is no problem. Once it is work, immediately would cause riots.

Not long ago, a group of one hundred elite militants died there, so I advise you to be more cautious and not to cause trouble for yourself. "

"The last thing I'm afraid of is trouble. You should understand me." James said slowly.

Johnson shrugged his shoulders, picked up the communicator and called Wang Luo in. At this time, Wang Luo had just returned and was thinking about his next plan.

After James saw Wang Luo, he frowned slightly and said, "Royal Alchemist James! I never thought that I would meet such a strong man as you here."

"I'm not a strong person, I'm just an ordinary detective, and I'm hired temporarily." Wang Luo waved his hand and said.

Johnson told the story again, saying that Rosario may be suspected of covering up spies, and hoped that Wang Luo could take James into the old street to have a look.

Wang Luo knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and he sneered in his heart. He was also happy to lead the trouble to the east, and asked Rosario to treat these silver hands well.

Surprisingly, this James from the Silver Hand was very humble. After entering the old street, he used a special method to turn around, and left without seeing Rosario at all, and decided that it was not Rosario. Oh did it.

"Thank you so much today, I treat you to coffee when I have time!" James said to Wang Luo with a smile, and then offered his hand.

Wang Luo's powerful perception found that there was a needle hidden in the silver glove of the other party. If he touched it, the blood sample would be taken away silently. To the extreme.

When he shook hands with James, the steel needle was directly broken.

"Inspector Wang Shuwen's talents are a little inferior to staying in the public security management center. Why don't you come to the Silver Hand? I guarantee that both the salary and the status will be much higher than yours now."

James was not at all embarrassed. After throwing away the steel needle, he said slowly to Wang Luo.

Wang Luo narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm not staying here for treatment. With Silver Hand's intelligence capabilities, I think His Excellency James should know all about my information."

"Hehe... I just understand a little bit, but I still underestimated your ability, Inspector. It's really enviable and admirable to be able to be with the devil's son so quickly, and to be in contact with the woman of the Lance family." James said with a smile.

His tone was very sincere and sincere. If it were an ordinary person, he might really think that the other party was an old friend he had been with for many years.

"If you like, I can introduce you to some skilled female technicians." Wang Luo said lightly.

"Forget it, let's talk another day!" James waved his hand, then turned and left.

Wang Luo watched James enter the hotel expressionlessly, with a murderous intent in his heart. On the surface, the other party was looking for Nantian Rina, but in fact he kept testing him, obviously for a purpose.

"Hehe... the water is getting more and more turbid. I didn't expect the Silver Hand to join in. This is a good thing for me." Wang Luo rubbed his chin and said to himself.

At the same time, Agent Duncan opened his eyes in a daze, feeling his body was sore, and his head seemed to be filled with paste.

Immediately afterwards, he jumped up in shock. It turned out that he did not sleep on the bed, but fell on the floor of the living room.

Duncan had no impression at all, and painted red patterns on the white walls of the living room, some of which looked like eyeballs, and some were similar to bubbles, and the paint used for these patterns turned out to be his blood.

The sight of Duncan with an obvious wound on his wrist and a bloody paring knife lying on the floor is driving him crazy.

"Damn it, what's going on here?" Duncan backed up again and again, and finally fell directly to the ground. He was sure that he had no memory at all.

As a professionally trained detective, his psychological quality is still very high. After stumbling up, he turned on the light first.

He didn't choose to yell because he wasn't sure if he was hallucinating, or if he was being deliberately teased.

The lighting on the roof didn't turn on when it was pressed for the first time, and it didn't emit a faint light until Duncan frantically pressed it continuously, and it could only illuminate the palm-sized space.

Looking at the wall under this kind of light, the pattern on it seems to be twisting and rotating constantly, and the shadow cast on the ground also undergoes indescribable changes.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"

Duncan was trembling all over, and finally couldn't help opening his mouth to call for help. This is the collective dormitory for the detectives, and as long as there is a sound, it will immediately attract attention.

However, what Duncan never expected was that no matter how much he yelled, there was no sound, and the surrounding air became more and more viscous, as if it was a mass of paste.

Duncan's face was flushed red, and under the light, his shadow broke free from the restraint and started to move on its own, as if the shadow had its own consciousness.

"No, I have to leave! I have to leave!"

Fear welled up in Duncan's heart, and it was too late for him to leave. He watched the shadow move to his mouth, and then turned into a mass of sticky and cold substance and flowed down his mouth into his stomach.

boom! boom! boom!
There was a loud knock on the door, and Duncan sat up suddenly. He looked at the light outside the window, and it was obviously morning.

There was nothing abnormal in the room, he tried hard to recall, he seemed to have experienced a very terrible nightmare, but the content was very vague.

Outside the door was an detective from the special case team, frowning, and said, "The detective told you to go immediately with him to investigate the case. What did you do last night with such an ugly face?"

"No...nothing, I just slept late." Duncan said vaguely, and then asked about the situation a little strangely.

"I'm not very clear. It seems that someone died in the old house of the Lance family in the water bay villa area. This kind of thing is very tricky. No one wants to touch it. In the end, there is no way to end up at the head of our bureau. Come on, be careful yourself." The detective shook his head and said.

"I know, I'll pack up and go now!" Duncan said quickly.

Neither of these two people noticed that behind Duncan, a group of black shadows twisted silently, and countless phantoms like tentacles began to spread, but when Duncan went out, they all came back.