Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

Ursa Minor is an ordinary planet in the Ursa Minor galaxy.

The planet has no special features, it is just an ordinary habitable planet, which makes it far less prosperous than the capital star, but because of its geographical location, it is much better than most remote planets at the border of the star field.

However, recently, a series of extremely vicious serial murders occurred on such an ordinary planet.

In the high-level prison of the Little Bear Galaxy, a foreign prisoner successfully escaped from prison on a stormy night. After disappearing from the world for three months, the trace of this prisoner appeared on the Little Bear Four Stars.

To be precise, no one has seen the exact traces it left behind, because those who have seen it have become broken and eaten corpses in the hospital morgue.

In just one and a half months, there were more than a dozen victims. The murderer seemed to know that the local police station was at a loss.

For a time people were panicking.

The police have never released the appearance of those victims, but rumors are everywhere, and such a violent incident is exactly what the media likes.

They don't care whether it will cause bad social impact or whether it may play the role of publicizing the modus operandi, as long as it can attract people's attention and earn traffic, they can post anything.

"So... is it possible that the news was released on purpose by the murderer?"

In the bar, the young man leaning on the bar counter said: "After all, he is a murderer. It's normal to want to increase his sense of existence, right? I think murderers like this in suspense novels like to provoke the police."

He drank a little too much, his face and neck were red, and his speech was slurred.

The bartender smiled: "Maybe, after all, such a murderer cannot be treated with common sense, and I don't know when I can catch it. I was scared to death when I came home from get off work recently."

"With so many people, the probability of being selected is too small, so there is no need to be so afraid." The young man didn't seem to care. Should he be said to be big-hearted, or to say that those who don't know have no fear?

The bartender shrugged, as if he was used to it.

In such a dangerous period, the young man would still come to drink every day, and after getting drunk, he left at 01:30 in the morning.

Because of the appearance of the killer, the bar was no longer as lively as before, and the bartender was free to chat with him.

But it was strange. After chatting for two weeks, the bartender only knew that his name was Mike. He worked in a nearby IT company.

The same is true today.

After taking his last sip of wine, Mike stood up unsteadily, took his briefcase and was about to go home.

He is a little hunchbacked, and he squats in front of the light brain to work all year round.

It was the end of winter on Little Bear Four Stars, the streets were deserted and deserted.

Mike walked alone, maybe the cold wind made him sober, he shivered, and suddenly felt afraid.

Mike couldn't help but think of the descriptions in those news reports: throats cut, intestines ripped open, internal organs missing, corpses appearing in various trash cans in pieces, with traces of being eaten.

Mike hurriedly quickened his pace and hurried into the alley, ready to take the shortest way back.

The light tonight seems to be extraordinarily dim, elongating the shadow and blending with the shadow of the wall.

In the darkness, something seems to be quietly brewing, growing, and gradually approaching.

The programmer's hurried footsteps echoed with a slight echo, creating a wordless atmosphere of terror. Mike had never felt so familiar with such a long alley.

He walked faster and faster, until he was almost running.

However, that thing is still approaching, the alley seems to have no end, the light makes the shadow longer and longer, and the cold sharp blade is about to cut the throat from behind!

puff--!

Hot blood spurted out.

The sound of a broken throat rang slightly in the silent night, without attracting anyone's attention.

Everything is silent again.

Mike stopped in his tracks, and took two steps to the side in disgust.

Behind him, a dark red "person" suddenly appeared at unknown time.

Blood was gushing out from its thin throat, and its eyes were wide open, as if it hadn't expected things to develop like this.

On its left arm, there are thirty centimeters of sharp bony spurs, so sharp that they can cut open a human body in an instant.

It couldn't even make the last struggle, only the body was twitching nervously, because not only the throat but also the cervical spine were severed by the knife.

Lin Xiaoming let go of his hand, and the nearly beheaded corpse fell to the ground powerlessly, shrinking and wrinkling rapidly in the pool of blood, as if it had been soaked in blood.

Lin Xiaoming shook the blood on the blade, and said in a low voice, "Dogong people."

Cromwell nodded, took out his glasses from his briefcase and put them on.

Entering the interstellar era, of course, there are not only human beings, a highly civilized intelligent creature, in the world. The Dogon people are creatures originally from Sirius, and they have also developed their own country.

There are often frictions between different intelligent species, and because of many problems, small-scale wars broke out. The Dogon people have evolved sharp bone spurs, are good at stealth and assassination, and are natural fighters.

But human sentries and guides can deal with them.

No matter how powerful the stealth is, it is difficult to hide the sentinel's keen senses and the spiritual detection of the guide, so a large number of sentinels were sent to the battlefield to guard their homes. They were born for war.

In addition to the Dogon people, there are also the Lami people who are short in stature but good at making things that have frequent friction with humans.

As well as star eclipse creatures that can quietly devour and create planets, they have also caused a lot of trouble for the Human Federation.

The Dogon who had killed dozens of humans in a row was a criminal who had escaped from a high-level prison. Cromwell's initial order was to shoot and kill.

There is no longer any need for arrest.

Lin Xiaoming and Cromwell spent three weeks in ambush on the Four Stars of the Bear, studying the murderer's trajectory and crime habits, disguising according to his favorite target type, and finally succeeded today.

Cromwell, as an unattractive ordinary person, no one would pay more attention to it, and it was only natural that he was targeted.

Lin Xiaoming appeared behind it like a ghost when the Dogon approached Cromwell and wanted to make a move, and slashed his throat.

Lin Xiaoming's hands were crisp and clean, his body and hands were so clean that there was no trace of blood on them. Facing blood and death, he was so calm that Cromwell was shocked.

He couldn't help asking: "Is this the first time you killed someone?"

"No." Lin Xiaoming replied truthfully, but he didn't say anything more. He took out tools to quickly clean up the traces on the scene, and Cromwell, who was beside him, was stunned.

Who is the person with many years of work experience!

Cromwell couldn't help but be shocked. To be precise, this is also the first time he participated in the "assassination operation". Because of his excellent work and some... not easy to say other reasons, he got the promotion quota. If he can complete the above If you complete the assessment task, you can be promoted smoothly and become a glorious spy.

Because it is an assessment for clerks and newcomers, the difficulty of the task is not too great, but it is also quite troublesome. The lurking with the body as bait and the final assassination must be foolproof.

Originally, Cromwell was worried that with a freshly baked rookie, the completion process might not be smooth, but Lin Xiaoming completely refreshed his definition of the word "rookie".

Is this the strength of the Sentinel Academy fault number one...

The special solution can quickly decompose and dissolve the blood on the ground, and the ground will soon become clean, leaving only transparent water traces.

Lin Xiaoming erased all traces of the two staying here, folded the withered corpse of the Dogon into two palm-sized cubes, and asked, "Are there any other tasks here?"

Cromwell nodded, years of paperwork gave him the ability to never forget: "Information shows that the deputy executive here has recently been in frequent contact with unknown nodes in the same frequency band, and it is suspected that he has colluded with forces outside the Federation. , further investigation is required.”

He paused, and continued: "According to other scattered reports, I suspect that there are other Dogons on the four-star Little Bear."

Lin Xiaoming hummed: "Then let's see what's going on now."

capital star.

Lu Jin walked into the spacious and bright hall of the tower, the marble floor was so clean that people could be seen.

After greeting the front desk with a smile, he went straight up to the fourth floor. Since he had a position in the tower, Lu Jinchao would come here often, and he knew almost everyone among them.

Lu Jin came to the reference room, walked into the half-opened door, and saw Sixi sitting at the table with her head down reading a book, with a lollipop in her mouth, and she was looking at an ancient book with a cowhide cover.

Sensing someone coming in, Xixi raised her head and smiled at Lu Jinchao: "Hi~"

"Sister, let me find some information."

"Please, just come here and register after you find it."

The reference room is full of handwritten manuscripts, and it is difficult to find the electronic version. Lu Jinchao wondered if he could find some records about spiritual power.

He walked between the bookshelves and started looking for a needle in a haystack aimlessly.

Time passed minute by minute.

Until the sun was setting to the west, the sunlight was gradually replaced by the night, and Lu Jinchao couldn't find much of what he wanted. He straightened up and let out a long breath.

……Can not be done.

"What are you looking for?" Xixi came to him, "Maybe I can help."

"I want to read some medical records from 80 years ago, and I need to use them in recent papers." Lu Jinchao said very generally. He himself is engaged in related industries and will not arouse suspicion.

"Medical records?" Xixi thought for a while, then beckoned, "Come on, it should be here."

Lu Jin went to the shelf that she brought to the corner, and looked through some of them. They were indeed medical records, but they were not about the spiritual power he wanted to know.

expected result.

While flipping through the pages, Lu Jin asked casually, "By the way, senior, why did you choose this position?"

"It's quiet here." Xixi said without hesitation, "I don't need to deal with people, and I won't waste my study time with useless social interactions."

It really is her usual style.

Lu Jin smiled. It was almost time for Xixi to get off work, so he stopped wasting her time, "That's all for today. I'll come and look for it when I have time."

Xixi reminded him: "You can narrow down the scope a bit. There are too many medical topics. I have been looking at the things in the database. Maybe what you are looking for is exactly what I have read?"

Lu Jin said hello, but in fact, speaking out would only hurt Xixi.

Margali is not here today, Lu Jinchao and Xixi walked out of the tower together and said goodbye at the intersection.