City: A pen at the beginning promotes a perfect accident

Yangcheng Police Detective Bureau, a gray six-story building.

Open your mouth.

I want to take a big breath.

On his arms, the hairs stood on end.

Cheng Xiaoxian from the Zhao Guo Security Bureau and Special Service Department stared intently at the shocking scene on the projection screen in front of him!

They were densely packed migratory birds, hovering above the courtyard shrouded in huge beams of light at night... at this moment.

Cheng Xiaoxian's mood fluctuated and he even wanted to burst into tears.

From the surveillance screen, there were also harsh, noisy, and chaotic sounds mixed with various birds.

Disorder, panic, and panic from thousands and thousands of migratory birds…

"What does it look like when a thousand birds chirp?"

In front of the long table, the female police detective wearing gold-rimmed glasses suddenly said

"This is more than a thousand migratory birds!"

Sitting next to the female detective, the middle-aged police detective Huang Qianghui looked at the projection and was a little distracted. He heard such words in his ears and responded without thinking.

……

"This is a group cry with suppressed emotions."

The gray-haired and meticulously dressed geriatric psychology master closed his eyes and listened to the sounds coming from the surveillance video.

He opened his eyes suddenly, as if he heard the sounds from among the migratory birds. Something, his expression looked heavy, his eyes passed around everyone, and then he said

"In this massive cacophony of emotions, even we are affected"

"The intuitive reflections that can be expressed include being more irrational, violent, impulsive, etc. than before..."

The gray-haired psychologist continued.

……

In the monitoring room, everyone looked at the latter.

Their eyebrows furrowed, understanding the hidden meaning of the old expert's words...

The old man was referring to the fact that from this moment on, there were negative changes beyond expectations around the heavily guarded old house!

"this scene…"

"Was it also Ye Yuan who calculated it?"

Xie Jiawen, who followed Cheng Xiaoxian to Yangcheng and was mainly responsible for the computer field, bit her lip. She looked at the incredible, sacred and religious picture on the projection and asked.

Her words sounded.

In the supervision room , suddenly fell silent.

Everyone's eyes flickered, but they didn't respond...

Maybe they already had the answer in their hearts!

But all of this was really terrifying. The more they thought about it, the more they became more afraid of Ye Yuan.…

……

"yes!"

After a while, a hoarse, low voice responded from the corner.

The young man with thick dark circles raised his gaze.

"I've been wondering what Ye Yuan's intention was in issuing the 'death threat' to all parties... Now, I may have some guesses."

The young man said in a dull tone, word for word.

In front of the curtain, the old house shrouded in a flock of birds that blocked the sky gradually looked a little panicked...

The young man with thick dark circles glanced at it and continued:

"If this scene determines the death of 'Nian Guangsi'"

"So, the 'death threat' is to give the 'Nian Guangsi' group a psychological shock before all this happens!"

……

In front of the long table.

Cheng Xiaoxian took a deep breath, listened carefully, and thought about the instructions at the same time.

"In other words, the previous step, the death of Yang Weiyi, the number two figure in the 'Nian Guangsi' Group, was also for psychological shock..." the young man said

"It is precisely because of these shocks and pressures again and again..."

The young man's tone became louder, his arms were shaking, he licked his lips, exhaled a long breath, and then continued to tell his speculation:

"Before Ye Yuan appeared, and as soon as Ye Yuan appeared, the Nian Guangsi Group showed such an unprecedented defensive reaction!"

"Just a little movement…"

"Then in the darkness, a high spotlight lit up like daylight!"

"The more panicked they were, the less they dared to turn off the high spotlights!"

"It is precisely because this house is set off in the night like a high spotlight during the day!"

The voice got louder and louder.

Followed by.

Another explosion!

"Only then can we have the sight of migratory birds now, blocking out the sky and hovering low above the old house!"

……

The young man finished his last words.

In the inspection room.

All the criminal investigation experts and special service personnel trembled at the same time, and goosebumps appeared one after another.

Everything.

One link after another.

Could it be that he was under Ye Yuan's calculations!

……

In Yangcheng, at night, the old houses are set off and illuminated like daylight.

Hear Fang Yongwang’s words.

Underground in Yangcheng, there was a godfather-level presence, Nian Guangsi's shriveled palm, tightly clutching the crutch in his palm.

His turbid eyes raised... and looked above his head at the densely packed migratory birds hovering in the sky. ear.

Chaos, disorder, the irritating sound of migratory birds.

Nian Guangsi began to breathe heavily.

"good!"

After a while,

Nian Guangsi slowly let go of the crutch in his hand, and his expression calmed down again.

He responded

……

Nian Guangsi, supported by Fang Yongwang, slowly walked into the house with the migratory birds covering his head.

As soon as you enter the house, you will find Nian Guangsi's main room.

In the center of the hall, in front of the statue of Guan Gong...

the red-faced Guan Gong holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword is enshrined.

There were incense burners, fruit offerings, gold ingots...

three candlesticks, burning with burning flames...

Nian Guangsi pushed Fang Yongwang's hand away.

He walked to Mr.

Guan reverently, took out three sticks of sandalwood from the drawer...

and lit the sandalwood in front of the candlestick!

Subsequently.

Nian Guangsi bowed respectfully to the Second Master Guan and inserted three sticks of sandalwood into the incense burner!

Do it all.

Nian Guangsi returned to the house and closed his eyes to rest.

…… behind him.

Fang Yongwang, who was wearing a gray coat, stopped and looked at the majestic statue of Guan Gong with his black and white eyes.

There was no emotion on his face, and he had no intention of kneeling down.

Fang Yongwang put one hand behind his back and followed Nian Guangsi's back into the house.

……

Outside the old house.

In a shadow.

Ye Yuan's clear black and white eyes were carefully looking at the migratory birds in the sky...