North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 186

  Chapter 186 The cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming

   Ogre demons are worth so much experience.

   Dean was not surprised.

  If you don't get involved yourself.

  Only relying on someone from the other party to tip off the news, the only end for Merck and his group is to be played by the other party, not to be beaten down so simply.

   Dean has realized one thing.

  Whether it is the previous "Toy Killer" or the ogre this time, they all belong to the kind of criminal pervert with a weird style that easily attracts the attention of ignorant people.

   And they all seem to want to step on the police, make a name for themselves, and become legends in the criminal world.

   This method is a bit like making stars in the entertainment industry.

  'Lucifer Game Organization' has become so ostentatious now, could it be that it feels that its wings are hardened and it is starting to pave the way for it to appear in front of the public?

   "I hope Anbei, this kid, can give me some surprises then."

  Dean murmured in his heart, grabbed the nearly two hundred catty ogre demon, and looked it over carefully.

   Judging from the appearance, the ogre demon is a slovenly tramp with long and messy hair, a beard like weeds, and at least forty or fifty years old.

   But if you look carefully.

  You will find that between the eyebrows of the other party, the proportion of the facial features is coordinated, the corners of the eyes are smooth, the hair roots on the forehead are thick, and the seemingly thin body is strong and powerful. Under the large clothes, the body is thick.

   This is a handsome guy who will not exceed twenty-five years old, and he will be very handsome with simple clothes!

  The image of being blind is just a disguise of the other party.

   Simple search.

  Dean found an inconspicuous black mobile phone, a book with big letters as thick as an ordinary person's knuckle, and a black badge the size of a pigeon egg on the ogre.

besides.

   There are no knives and guns on the ogre demon.

  Dean first opened the large-print book and found that it was actually not a book, but a 'stamp collection', but the other party's choice of stamp collection was not real stamps, but photos of victims.

   Each page, is a photo of a victim tied to a chair.

  Following it, there are beautiful words written about the other party's general information, personality analysis, reaction when dying, and evaluation after tasting.

   Dean counted.

  In this thick-looking book, there are currently only 19 photos, most of which are young girls in their blooming seasons, and a few are young male youths.

   There are white and yellow people, but there are no black victims.

  Dean can't say whether they were lucky or they were rejected again.

  Put the book back.

   Dean picks up the black badge.

   This thing seems to have a bit of history. The badge is engraved with a very cumbersome monster that resembles the image of a demon in religion. It opened its **** mouth and roared outward.

  Dean didn't know him, so he could only keep the appearance in his heart.

  He put the badge back on the ogre, and finally picked up the humble phone.

   An Bei told him before leaving.

  'Lucifer Game Organization', the Internet is divided into internal and external.

Inside    are those characters with job titles, they will receive special communication equipment presented by the organization.

  Outside refers to those tourists, or new blood.

These people can only pay for reading in the early stage, or participate in some purification games. Only when the people in the Lucifer game organization on the dark net feel that the tourists are valuable, and after the review confirms that there is no problem, they will proceed to the next step to contact the other party and carry out absorb.

  And the special communication equipment provided by the "Lucifer Game Organization" is often divided into two operating systems, one bright and one dark.

  The system on the surface is an ordinary phone display, which is simple and not outdated.

  The secret system requires a special password to enter, and the encrypted internal personnel communication does not have to worry about being tracked down by the communication company and leaving records.

  This thing needs perfect and powerful technical support, and it can already be regarded as a product of secret agents.

without password.

   The mobile phone in Dean's hand is just a brick.

  He tried to check the communication records on his mobile phone, and found that there was nothing on it except a mobile phone game.

   Obviously.

  The cannibal demon on the ground just communicated with the secret mobile phone encryption system to communicate.

   "I originally thought that you would simply die later, but I'm curious who is contacting you, so I can only use some methods that I don't want to use to torture you!"

  Dean grabbed the ogre demon who was still in a coma, carried it over the manor, and walked towards manor 34.

  The night is getting darker.

  Under the moonlight, there is a faint white mist rising, and with the cold wind blowing in the middle of the night, it forms a dreamlike scene like rippling white yarn in the air.

   Manor No. 34.

  Dean threw the ogre demon on the ground, stroked the opponent's muscle texture with his palms, bent his hands, thrust in suddenly, grabbed two lumps of protrusions, and twisted them in the opposite direction.

   hiss~

  The ogre demon in a coma actually opened his mouth and let out an uncontrollable gasp in the face of the unbearable pain.

  The structure of the human body is very delicate.

  Membrane, flesh and blood, various tissues, bones, and internal organs under flesh and blood.

  The distribution of pain nerves in these areas is different.

  Dean's method is to stimulate the area where the pain-sensing nerves on the ogre's body are developed, so as to avoid leaving trauma, so that the other party can feel the most direct and intense pain.

  When the pain is tolerated to a certain extent.

   The ogre demon suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were slightly confused, his face was distorted, and he wanted to twist his neck to look around, but a big hand grabbed his neck suddenly, and then a man weighing nearly two hundred catties was grabbed by the big hand and raised his head, his eyes met Dean's emotionless eyes under the pale mask.

  Dean grabbed the cannibal demon's neck with one hand, took out the other's mobile phone with the other, and said in a low voice: "If you don't want to die in pain, tell me, what is the password of your mobile phone!"

   The ogre let Dean lift his upper body.

  Because of the severe pain coming from his body, his face was contorted, but fanaticism appeared in his eyes: "What a strong body, the meat on your body must be very chewy, it is the best of the best."

  So, it is difficult for a pervert to understand the thinking of a madman.

  Dean knew that he had no way to know the secret system password of this mobile phone from the mouth of the ogre.

  He was about to stun the ogre again.

Sudden.

   There was the sound of cars tearing through the darkness and silence, coming from outside the town.

   Dean realized.

  Merck they arrived.

  Dean quickly grabbed the ogre and disappeared into the darkness.

  Several cars, tearing through the darkness of the night, stayed in all directions of Manor No. 34.

  Several large lamps illuminate this small manor as if it were daytime.

  This kind of pocket manor, except for a small garden, strictly speaking, is not much different from ordinary single-family multi-storey bungalow buildings.

  This also allows the police to have simpler and more brutal choices for their actions.

  The bald patrolman Hawke picked up a red heat imager, scanned Manor No. 34, and frowned, "Agent Merck, the heat source in the main house is wavy. Someone should have lit the fireplace inside."

   "No response for at least four weeks!"

  Merke put on the night vision goggles and waved to everyone: "Come according to the specific plan, if it doesn't work, just kill the opponent!"

  Hoke nodded, and muttered something to his companion behind him.

  More than a dozen patrolmen picked up the equipment they brought, and under the leadership of Hawke, they formed a group of three.

One of them walked in the front with a bulletproof shield, and the other two, one holding a long rifle shaped like a shotgun, and the other holding a pistol, hid behind the shield and walked toward the building enclosure in No. 34 Manor without haste. past.

  Under the special explosion-proof shield.

  Even if the cannibal demon was awakened and wanted to take a gun to resist, there was nothing he could do. He could only watch the patrolmen rush into the house, and finally took him down under the cover of the shield.

  Seeing that everyone is getting closer and closer.

Sudden.

   Pata~

   Accompanied by the sound of breaking glass.

   bang bang bang~

  The people in the house were the first to shoot!

  Hawk is the most alert.

  Holding on the explosion-proof shield, without the slightest hesitation, he yelled at his brothers: "That **** is standing in front of the window, everyone, fire suppression, go!"

   All of a sudden.

  Long guns and short guns, making different roaring sounds, completely broke the quiet night of this small town.

  Wait until the gunfire stops.

  The team members behind Hawk picked up the shotgun and aimed at the door of the house.

  Sawdust exploded.

Hawke kicked open the broken door without a lock, and rushed into the hall with a shield on his head, but he saw bullet holes everywhere in the hall covered with white cloth, and under the window, a twitching figure was vomiting blood while scratching Holding a pistol, he raised it towards the door, seemingly asking for help, but also seemed stubborn, and wanted to shoot to resist!

   Hawke winked at his companion.

  The strong man who broke the door before pulled the gun to reload, poked the muzzle out of the explosion-proof shield with a grinning grin, and pulled the trigger towards the opponent.

   FBI bastards, let them risk their lives to assist.

   Still want to catch perverts alive to show how powerful you are?

   The beauty of thinking!

   Bang ~ a shock.

  Hundreds of steel **** splashed out, covering the space within a radius of one or two meters, and completely drowning the struggling figure on the ground.

   Wait until Merk and his companion finally enter the house.

  The poor 'cannibal demon' has become a completely immobile mass of rotten flesh, not to mention that he is still alive, and even identifying his identity has become difficult.

   "FK!"

   He clenched his pistol tightly, and wanted to ask Hawke and the others why they didn't use anesthesia bombs as planned.

  Hawk seemed to know their virtues, and patted the explosion-proof shield on his hand: "Sorry, this guy would rather die than shoot. If it weren't for the explosion-proof shield, we would have already suffered casualties, and there is no chance to capture him alive."

  The other party said so.

  What can Merck do?

  If he dared to say a word more, this group of people might make him and one of his companions the only casualties of this operation.

   This kind of thing has not happened before.

Without any choice.

  Merke had no choice but to take his little young companion to rummage through the ogre that had been beaten into a sieve.

   When he found the big book and opened it, he was relieved.

  The appearance of the deceased and the things on his body are enough to prove that this is the ogre they hunted across the state.

  This case is over.

  When a group of people from Merck were collecting the corpse.

  Dean is already on his way back to the city.

   Something on an ogre.

   Except for the cell phone, he did nothing.

without password.

  That encrypted mobile phone is basically equivalent to a broken brick under normal circumstances, and it will easily become a positioning tool for the "Lucifer Game Organization" in the future.

   But Dean has little Mike.

  The opponent may also have the means of remote intrusion!

   After Dean clicked on a text message with the help of the ogre demon's mobile phone, and used the original mobile phone card of the mobile phone to call it, Little Mike was trying to remotely break the page on the mobile phone.

   After all, it is not the era of intelligence.

  This kind of hidden interface is not as invulnerable as imagined for master hackers.

   Half an hour later.

  When Dean was about to drive into downtown Los Angeles.

  Little Mike called:

"Dean, the password is ※1001#. After entering, the hidden mobile phone page will appear, and then the communication page will appear. In addition, I have to remind you that this kind of mobile phone is a natural positioning device. If you want to save it , need to be kept in a closed lead box.”

  When Dean heard the words, he immediately thought of the key point: "Dude, can you crack the location of the mobile phone's location transmission in reverse, and then invade them to get the location of all such mobile phone units on the other side?"

  In this case, wouldn't I be able to get most of the internal members of the "Lucifer Game Organization" at once?

  Little Mike directly denied Dean's flash of inspiration: "It can't be done, otherwise this organization would have been wiped out by those people who were phishing with dark nets."

   "Okay, good night."

hang up the phone.

  Dean stopped the car, looked at the shimmering offshore sea outside the driveway, picked up the 'Ogre Demon' mobile phone, and entered '※1001#' on the keypad.

next moment.

  The original simple interface, like a curtain, was pulled to the right, and at the same time, a black and red gloomy operation interface appeared in front of Dean.

   Click on the button representing communication.

   This time.

  Finally, there is a complete communication record, which remains.

  This communication record is different from normal mobile phone chats. There is only one code name, and there is nothing representing the phone number when you click it.

besides.

   I don't know if it was the ogre's initiative to clear it, or the records on this interface will be refreshed at a fixed time.

  The entire communication record, and only the communication record representing the 'widow', has been preserved.

   "Widow?"

  In Dean's mind, a mature and beautiful Japanese face suddenly appeared.

   It can't be so bloody.

  He took a deep breath and dialed the communication code directly.

  After counting interest.

  A hoarse mechanical voice came from the other end: "Devil, how are things going?"

   Mechanical sound!

  Dean frowned, and tentatively said: "Widow, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming!"

   There fell into a deathly silence, and then hung up the phone directly.

   But Dean already knew the answer.

   Unexpectedly, the other party is also a member of the "Lucifer Game Organization"!

   It seems that the level is not low, and it belongs to the specialist responsible for contacting the 'ogre demon'

  Dean wiped off the traces left on the phone, lit a small fire, added gasoline, and threw the phone into it.

   Kill that alluring little woman.

   This time, it is completely over!

  (end of this chapter)

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