"What nonsense are you talking about?" The man took a few steps back, "I am Miao Jiancheng, not the Shen Guocheng you mentioned. You are a police officer, so you can definitely find my identity photo. If you don't believe it, I can go back to the police station with you to verify."

Fan Ren put the phone back into his pants pocket and shined the light from the flashlight on the other person's face:

"You should know that there is mutual induction between the God's Chosen One and the God's Chosen One, right?"

"So what? Is it illegal for God's Chosen One to arrest me? Just because of God's Chosen One, you want to arrest me? And don't forget that you have no evidence at all. If you arrest me, you won't release me within twenty-four hours at most, so why bother? Where is this effort?"

The man's expression suddenly became relaxed. Obviously, he was still frightened by Fan Ren's momentum just now, but he quickly understood the situation he was in.

"of course not."

Fan Ren's face was habitually expressionless:

"But, aren't you curious as to why I was able to find this place and identify your true identity?"

"I told you, I am not Shen Guocheng. As for the property transfer you are talking about, I don't understand. Besides, the transfer procedures should be legal and have nothing to do with you." The man who called himself Miao Jiancheng said. He spread his hands and looked proud.

"The transfer of property naturally has nothing to do with me, but whether you are Miao Jiancheng or not is open to question."

The man clasped his hands together: "Then please put a silver bracelet on me and take me back to the police station."

"Don't worry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Renzhen took out a pair of handcuffs from his waist and locked the opponent with them at lightning speed.

The man didn't resist, and just watched Fan Ren complete a series of actions quietly.

There was undisguised mockery on his face.

"Oh, I forgot, I can't get the key to this handcuff. If you are innocent, you will have to find someone to break the lock."

"Don't you think you are childish?"

"Fortunately, because then you can listen to me quietly next." Fan Ren's voice revealed a deep coldness.

"what do you mean......."

Before the man could finish speaking, he screamed in pain:

"Well......"

Fan Ren's fist hit him hard on the stomach.

"You are abusing citizens in your official capacity. Just wait and I will definitely report you."

"Whatever, if you don't want to suffer, just be quiet, understand?" Fan Ren took his hand back and looked down at the man who was hunched over because of abdominal pain.

"Ha ha--"

The man did not answer Fan Ren. He hissed and gasped for air, his face twisted.

"Okay, let's get back to the topic."

"If a normal person thinks, then this case should have been over long ago. The murderer who committed all the cases is the mutated cat-faced monster."

Fan Ren put his withdrawn hand into his trouser pocket:

"However, you, me, the cat-faced monster, and even the person watching the show behind the scenes are all chosen by God. It is absolutely unreasonable to think about this case with normal realistic logic.

Rather than saying that this is a case, it is better to say that this is a game, a game similar to the mission of the cursed land. The goal is to find the real murderer, and the real murderer, the main criminal, is you. As for the one watching the show

At best, he is an accessory."

"hehe......"

The man laughed, hunched over and looked up at Fan Ren: "Then tell me your inference. No, it's a conjecture without evidence."

"Don't be impatient. The inference you want will come soon."

Fan Ren stood there indifferently:

"First of all, after the corpse dumping case occurred, the police station quickly mobilized surveillance and spent a day to find the vehicle responsible for transporting the body. However, after investigation, it was found that the owner of the vehicle happened to die a few days before the incident, and he died just a few days before the incident.

Even the car was just bought a week ago. With the other party’s income level, he shouldn’t be unable to buy a car.

From here, we can clearly see that the case was premeditated. The person who planned the case was very thoughtful, even "

"After that, we happened to investigate the chat group of Yu Huo, a marginalized person in society, in the place where the first victim rented. Since Mr. Miao Jiancheng's chat records with the victim were very suspicious, we followed the address to find

I came over. I never thought that the place where you live has long been abandoned, but at the same time, I happened to find a string of small letters written with a highlighter on the wall of the bathroom.

Speaking of which, I also want to ask a question, Mr. Miao Jiancheng, why?”

"The dumping of the body from the very beginning has actually revealed some doubts. Assuming that the murderer is a cat-faced monster, that is, Shen Guocheng. And the other party's behavior of provoking the police station shows one thing. He is mentally distorted.

This guy most likely has an antisocial personality, which can also explain why I bumped into him watching near the body dumping site."

In the dark living room.

Lin Anran, who was sleeping on the computer desk, suddenly woke up. His face was pale, and he began to breathe heavily. Sweat that had lost its temperature and turned cold was still dripping from his forehead.

He had a nightmare, an extremely terrifying nightmare, but strangely, when he tried to recall it again, he could not recall any details about the dream.

Only the remaining beating of the heart and the body's overreaction warned of the horror of the nightmare just now.

Lin Anran took a deep breath, then raised her hand to wipe away the sweat from her forehead.

He stared intently at the faintly fluorescent computer screen in front of him, and then shakily pulled out a cigarette from the crumpled cigarette case at hand.

As the lighter sounded, the flickering flames dispersed the coldness and darkness in the living room.

Light a cigarette.

Take a sharp breath.

Smoke rings appeared around the man and then dissipated.

Over and over again, like a cycle.

Lin Anran completed a series of actions skillfully. It was obvious that he was a long-time smoker.

In the dim light of the computer screen, the man's face was looming in the haze, becoming blurred.

Listening to the voice of the game anchor on the computer, coupled with the numbness of cigarettes.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The heart palpitations have eased a little.

But the trembling feeling caused by the nightmare never went away, like a gangrene attached to the bone, which made Lin Anran scratch his heart with a hundred claws.

He always thought it was a bad omen, he smiled bitterly.

Taking another deep puff, Lin Anran extinguished the half-grey cigarette butt in the old ashtray.

Suppressing the fear and anxiety in his heart that had refused to leave for a long time, the man started his work.

He picked up the mouse, used the permissions, raised the knife and put the computer in the live broadcast room, banning the trolls who kept making bad comments to the anchor.

At this moment, he seemed like a battlefield commander in charge of killing.

This is the job of Lin Anran, a live broadcast room manager and operator.

The handsome male anchor currently broadcasting the game is his friend who grew up in the orphanage, named Fan Ren.

Based on the rapid development of VR technology and the renewed popularity of the concept of the metaverse.

The gaming and accompanying live streaming industries, which had been gradually declining, have made a comeback and even have greater room for development.

Game anchor has become one of the hottest jobs in this new century.

Fan Ren is one of the best.

Thinking about it, Lin Anran glanced at the VR game warehouse placed in a corner, and began to feel a little emotional about the greatness of this thing called science.

It was the VR game warehouse developed by this parallel group that prompted the advent of the Metaverse gaming era.

This VR game warehouse can read all the user's data, copy the user's body, appearance and other conditions, and completely load it into the game, so that the user can experience the game immersively.

After completely deleting and banning some of the slanderous comments on the barrage that were obviously made by trolls from other anchors, Lin Anran stretched himself.

So cold!

The man shuddered unconsciously.

He tightened his tight shirt, and an unexplained coldness spread from the soles of his feet to his upper body, and goosebumps appeared on his exposed arms.

It's still hot in summer during the day, but it gets so cold at night?

I heard the sound of rustling water outside the window.

Lin Anran turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It was already evening, and the sky was as dark as if it had been splashed with ink.

Silky light rain fell on the window, slightly blurring the neon glitz reflected in the transparency outside.

Occasionally, there are bright white snakes swimming among the dark clouds, but their bodies are only seen but their sounds are not heard, as if they are brewing something.

Oh, no wonder it's so cold, it's raining.

Lin Anran raised his eyebrows. Apart from the uneasiness, he also felt some inexplicable disharmony in his heart.

Just when I was about to think about it, there was a knock on the door.

Without thinking much, he moved the gaming chair, walked to the door, and looked out through the peephole.
To be continued...