Let's start by analyzing the sun

After three days of night patrols, Cheng Han rested for a day and was rotated to daytime patrols.

He began to fulfill his duties as a patrol captain, leading a patrol team of six members and three spirit hounds, patrolling everywhere in his jurisdiction.

The reason there was one more person than normal was because there were two rookies in the team.

By the way.

Cheng Han had heard a rumor that several patrol officers who cherished their lives had privately approached Liu Yidao, hoping to follow the "clairvoyant" new patrol captain.

Squad Leader Liu cursed them mercilessly, ranting that "Cheng Han dared to rush towards the strange tree when he discovered it, but you guys are afraid of falling even when you're walking on the road. Get the hell out of here."

This really left Cheng Han quite speechless.

Was it necessary?

During his time participating in patrols, he had a deep understanding of the internal ecosystem of the outpost.

In a word:

The pond is small.

There are many turtles.

The demonic style is particularly strong.

At this moment.

Cheng Han stared intently at a patrol officer, and asked expressionlessly: "Sha Jinshan, what did you do at the 'Huaqi Waste Recycling Station' just now?"

According to what he knew, this person was quite young, not yet twenty-three years old, and although he had only been with the patrol department for three years, he had picked up many bad habits.

Sha Jinshan stammered in reply: "I didn't do anything, I just wandered around the garbage station to check for any abnormalities."

This guy even had a look of disgust: "The garbage station is too smelly, I came out quickly."

Cheng Han's gaze was sharp: "Anything else?"

Sha Jinshan tried to appear calm: "Nothing else!"

Cheng Han's tone was quite rude: "The silver coins in your pocket, take them out!"

How much money does a poor wretch working at the waste station earn in a year? This guy actually relied on his identity as a patrol officer to extort a sum of money. His behavior was really too unsightly.

The gazes of the other patrol officers all changed.

Everyone was in the same circle, so naturally they understood the implication of these words.

Sha Jinshan panicked: "This is my own money."

Cheng Han was too lazy to say more, turned his gaze to a spirit hound, and ordered: "Dazhuang, sniff the silver coins, and then smell the workers at the waste station,"

If the silver coins had the workers' scent, it would prove that this guy was lying.

"Woof!"

The spirit hounds under the patrol department had always strictly adhered to the rules and regulations. Whoever had a higher rank, they would listen to that person.

Sha Jinshan knew that things were not good, and tried to beg for mercy: "Patrol Captain, I..."

Cheng Han interrupted him decisively: "Return the money! And get back to the outpost!"

The so-called "new broom sweeps clean", this was the first fire.

He couldn't control the affairs of other patrol teams, but the rules for his own men must be established first.

Sha Jinshan's face was pale, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to leave obediently.

The other three official patrol officers had extremely subtle expressions.

This new patrol captain, who had only been in office for two days, was experienced, decisive, and had incredibly sharp eyes, easily establishing his authority.

His handling was also just right. Usually, committing such a thing would at least result in suspension and a fine, but during the curfew period, the outpost usually dealt with it leniently, which was an unspoken rule.

If one wasn't an experienced veteran, one wouldn't understand this at all.

Was this really a fourteen-year-old middle school student?

The two rookie temporary workers felt that they had greatly broadened their horizons.

So this is how patrol captains operate!

*

In the afternoon.

Cheng Han was leading his team around a residential area when he suddenly heard the sound of a feathered beast's footsteps.

He turned his head and saw Liu Yidao riding a feathered beast, galloping towards this side.

He didn't need to deduce it to understand that something major must have happened.

Sure enough.

Before the feathered beast had stopped, Liu Yidao shouted urgently: "Cheng Han, a factory in the jurisdiction of the Eighth Outpost has experienced a 'strange sound', and there have already been deaths."

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth twitched.

The affairs of the Eighth Outpost could be handled by the General Administration. What was the point of the Sixth Outpost rushing in so eagerly?

Was the credit so tempting?

If it were someone else, Liu Yidao would definitely have given the order without saying a word.

But Cheng Han was the "sweet pastry" that he had worked so hard to bring back, so this guy explained in a nice voice:

"A team of Black Armor soldiers has arrived at the scene, but they are unable to determine the source of the strange sound in a hurry, and your intuition is very sharp, so I recommended you to the General Administration."

Cheng Han was helpless.

It wasn't hard to guess what the General Administration was thinking. To put it bluntly, they didn't want to follow behind the Black Armor soldiers in everything, hoping to gain more credit so that they could speak more forcefully in the future.

These people, all they see is credit!

Liu Yidao shouted again: "Vice Director Yu Xianglong of the General Administration promised that as long as you successfully find the source, you will definitely be given a major credit!"

And major credit meant rewards.

It seemed that the title of "Money-Adding Class Monitor" had spread to the General Administration.

Squad Leader Liu patted the back seat of the saddle: "Get on quickly..."

Before he could finish speaking.

He stopped abruptly.

He clearly saw Cheng Han lightly stepping on the ground, and with an almost ghostly posture, instantly traversing a distance of ten meters, performing a mid-air turn, and sitting on the saddle.

At the end of this, there wasn't the slightest vibration of the saddle.

Squad Leader Liu opened his mouth, and only said one sentence: "Amazing!"

Compared to the previous period, this effortless Dengque style technique had undoubtedly improved a lot. Such an alarming rate of progress was truly amazing.

Cheng Han urged: "Hurry up and get on your way."

Squad Leader Liu didn't waste any words, lightly touched the feathered beast with his heel, and shouted: "Hurry!"

"Aang!"

The feathered beast cried out and sped away.

*

Ten minutes later.

Cheng Han arrived at the factory where the strange sound had appeared.

The so-called "strange sound" was a very peculiar kind of strangeness. Those who were infected would hear strange murmurs, and they would constantly repeat them.

And those who heard the repeated words also had a certain chance of being infected.

Liu Yidao introduced: "Those who are infected constantly murmur 'I'm so cold', and their body temperature will rapidly decrease. So far, six people have been frozen to death, and twenty-one people have suffered varying degrees of frostbite.

"The factory urgently vacated a factory building as an isolation zone, set up more than thirty heating stoves, and concentrated those who heard the strange sound, which alleviated the situation."

Cheng Han walked to the entrance of the isolation zone and glanced inside.

Honestly, the scene was quite strange.

A large number of heating stoves were concentrated together, and the indoor temperature had exceeded thirty-five degrees, but those who were infected were still shivering and constantly repeating "I'm so cold".

A slightly fat middle-aged man, wearing a patrol department uniform, suddenly approached and said with a smile: "This department's young talent, it's an honor to meet you!"

The word "honor" had a bit of a joking meaning.

Liu Yidao immediately introduced: "This is the Deputy Director, Yu Xianglong."

The two sides exchanged simple greetings.

Yu Xianglong pointed to the distance and said: "Those Black Armor soldiers have been busy for a while with the 'pointing strange wooden figure', but they have not been able to find the source."

Cheng Han heard the sound and looked over, and saw two soldiers carrying a square stone platform, on which stood a green wooden figure, constantly spinning non-stop.

Another soldier observed the wooden figure, his expression revealing deep doubt, mixed with a hint of anxiety.

Liu Yidao interjected: "If the pointing strange wooden figure detects the source, it will stop spinning, and the wooden hand will point to the specific direction of the strangeness."

Cheng Han stared fixedly for a few seconds, and shook his head slightly: "These soldiers have too little experience."

Liu Yidao and Yu Xianglong looked at each other, both with strange expressions.

None of these soldiers were novices. Anyone had more than five years of experience, otherwise they would not be qualified to participate in the winter curfew duty.

And you haven't condensed the source sense seal for long, is it appropriate to say that they have "too little experience"?

Cheng Han deliberately pondered for a while, and said in a speculative tone: "On the way here, I learned about some situations.

"This factory mainly produces 'mushroom sauce', and there must be no shortage of food scraps in the sewers.

"It can be imagined that the number of gray toe rats underground will definitely not be small. Based on this, I have an idea that the target of the strange sound's possession may not be a single target."

He raised his voice: "The probability should be a group of gray toe rats!"

Yu Xianglong was stunned for a moment, revealing a look of contemplation: "That's not impossible!"

Liu Yidao was also greatly excited: "The situation of strange sounds simultaneously attaching to multiple creatures is extremely rare, but there have been such cases in the past."

Cheng Han spoke faster and faster: "Because there are too many targets, the pointing strange wooden figure is naturally difficult to determine. In addition, the gray toe rats are constantly scurrying around underground, making it even more difficult, so the wooden man will keep spinning."

Previously, when he "played" the mysterious man, he had dealt with gray toe rats many times, and recently he had frequently used them for experiments, so he knew these little things' habits very well.

Of course, the most crucial evidence was still the deduction of the All-Knowing Eye.

In comparison, how much understanding would ordinary Black Armor soldiers have of the gray toe rats in the gutter? Naturally, they would appear to have "too little experience".

Yu Xianglong was completely convinced, and asked excitedly: "Cheng Han, what do you think should be done?"

Cheng Han calmly uttered a word: "Cats!"

Even though the gray toe rats were infected with strangeness, they still had a fear of their natural enemies in their minds. A group of cats working together could easily drive them out.

"Pa!"

Yu Xianglong heavily patted Cheng Han's shoulder, and praised him: "You truly are a young hero!"

When they first met, the Deputy Director mentioned the word "young talent", which was more of a polite gesture.

But at this time, the "young hero" he said was sincere.

*

Half an hour later.

More than a hundred large cats were "requisitioned" to this factory, and a vigorous rat-driving operation was immediately launched.

Cheng Han deduced slightly and strode towards a corner of the factory.

Liu Yidao noticed his movements and quickly asked: "Cheng Han, where are you going?"

Cheng Han looked back at him, but did not speak.

Liu Yidao pondered for a moment, and suddenly understood: "I understand."

He followed without hesitation.

Cheng Han was puzzled.

What do you understand?

Ten minutes later.

An extremely sharp and piercing scream spread throughout the entire factory.

"Ah~"

Within a radius of three hundred meters, everyone who heard the sound instantly had murmurs ringing in their heads: "It's so cold~"

After that.

"Boom!"

Only a loud bang was heard.

The scream stopped.

The murmurs suddenly weakened by more than half.

Cheng Han was standing far away, so the impact was not great.

He quietly activated the power of true flame, and the murmurs instantly subsided.

Liu Yidao, who was standing next to him, had a layer of white frost condensed on his hair in an instant, but he had a look of rejoicing: "Fortunately, I was watching Cheng Han's movements and followed him here, otherwise I would have been frozen badly."

The moment the strange sound was killed, it would release a powerful force, causing considerable damage to the surrounding life.

Yu Xianglong chuckled: "Fortunately, I was watching you two."

The Deputy Director took a step closer and asked in a low voice: "Cheng Han, can you help me take a look and see if I will encounter any calamities recently?"

Cheng Han was extremely speechless.

How many times have I said it, this young master doesn't tell fortunes!

*

Not long after.

Cheng Han personally saw several gray toe rat corpses. Their bodies were several times larger than ordinary rats, and their entire bodies had turned white, with fur like ice crystals.

These were the "shells" of the strange sound.

Also, spoils of war!

The transmission and control principles of the strange sound seemed to have considerable reference value for dark spirit secret puppets.

Cheng Han looked at them a few times, and decisively muttered: "Deduce!"