Vol 5 Chapter 1: 16 Morse Code

The shooting incident in the underground warehouse did not cause much disturbance. In fact, after the police filed the case, it was discovered that the victims were all fugitives who had been recorded throughout the year, and they immediately changed their handling attitude.
How many colleagues went in the wind and rain, and finally died in the hands of a like a smelly rat?
Although they didn't dare to say it clearly on the surface, deep in their hearts, they had a slight affection for the person who shot this time. The amount of the reward was just a symbolic deal, which was the lowest quota within the scope of the conditions.
There is no name, no code, only a vaguely determined height between 1.8 to 1.9 meters, gender as male, and no other information.
This kind of reward is almost equivalent to not posting.
Only a middle-aged police officer in the magic city saw Lin Yan's smile subconsciously when he saw the scene.
"Hey! This kid has created a psychological shadow. He certainly didn't do this thing! The height is not right, and he has an alibi that proves his innocence!"
For some reason, the middle-aged police officer remembered the frontier where his leg was broken off inexplicably.
Taking a closer look at the scene and comparing it to him, he found that the cut surface of the victim's wound was surprisingly consistent, as if it had been cut by a steel cutting blade in a factory...
"It shouldn't be Lin Yan, right?"
The middle-aged police officer shook his head and decided to bury this suspicion in his heart.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A young policewoman poked her head into the door: "Uncle Chen! Sister Zhou... Well, Zhou Cang is here!"
"Naughty! This kind of thing is also something she can casually mix? Really consider herself Sherlock Holmes?!" The middle-aged police officer slapped the desk, and the angry police badges fell on the table.
The police officer's card reads: Supervisor II, Chen Ming.
He was about to lose his temper, but was blocked by the little policewoman.
"Sister Zhou found a new clue!"
Middle-aged police officer Chen Ming's pupils contracted slightly: "What clue? We have turned over the scene countless times from beginning to end, where is there any clue?!"
The little policewoman stuck out her tongue, and after selling a wave of cuteness, her face gradually became serious.
She said solemnly: "The deceased used his own blood to leave clues on the ground with Morse code. After we reversed it, we found that it was a few letters, ‘T’‘I’‘A’‘N’."
"Sister Zhou and I speculated that this is the abbreviation of Trauma-intern-admit-note, which means-'trauma internship included notes'. This is just the first fragment. We need more evidence and information to find the real murderer. !"
Chen Ming was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt a cold breath rushing towards his forehead along the tail vertebra.
"What a Trauma-intern-admit-note! Let the "trauma internship included notes" of Rao Shizi go to hell! This thing is simply Chinese Pinyin-God!"
This sentence echoed in my heart, and immediately stopped.
Thinking of this, Chen Ming couldn't help muttering: "Heaven, sky, darkness, Wushuang, god, mad...flame!"
This is the code name list of the core members of the Burning Sky game development team for now. At present, the only person that this team walks outside with their real identity is Lin Yan.
"Uncle Chen, what are you talking about?"
"Nothing, those pools of blood stains are thick and vague, what can you see? You also know that before the smelly rat poisoned himself, his limbs were broken off, so what Morse code you are talking about is probably just a coincidence. That's it."
"It's related to Lin Yan again! I'm violent with this kid..."
Chen Ming waved his hand calmly: "I see, don't follow Zhou Cang every day, that crazy girl is brave, if something happens to you, I can't tell your dad!"
The little policewoman bulged and mumbled: "Sister Zhou is so capable, how could something go wrong with her?"
After speaking, the little policewoman bounced away.
Seeing her leaving behind, Chen Ming couldn't help but smile. He knew that this lively and happy little niece would not listen to his words.
"Lin Yan and the others have always left a bottom line when they do things. They are a model of'people don't offend me, I don't offend people, and if they offend me, they will be repaid ten times." They shouldn't be shot."
Chen Ming decided to temporarily apply to the above and transfer his job to the Kerry Exhibition Center for temporary personnel transfer. Through this national e-sports competition, take a good look at Lin Yan, watch the leopard, and reverse his team. What kind of group is it?
Chen Ming, who has been called the "Superintendent of the Superintendent" for many years, has long since graduated from the police academy and his eyes are black and white.
He doesn’t care whether Lin Yan’s team is extreme or not, as long as Lin Yan’s opponent is the moth at his feet, and as long as he confirms that Lin Yan is patriotic, then Chen Ming will turn a blind eye to what he did and close one. Only eye.
Some dark sides are places beyond the reach of law and morality.
And those maggots that infringe on national interests and the future need people like Tian to deal with them.
Chen Ming knows the danger of this idea better than anyone else.
To put it more seriously, this is that the position is not clear enough. Once it is known to others, the worst is to write a report in the heart of 4D, and then be arranged for a psychiatrist to coerce!
However, Chen Ming felt that if people in their own business didn't insist on pure justice in their hearts, they would retired in the end, and the future would be gray-haired. I am afraid that they would not even have the confidence to brag about their grandchildren.
Therefore, he does not intend to tell anyone his guess.
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Lin Yan went back to the Blackstone apartment in stealth, and immediately let the dark broadcast the previous video.
"Tsk! This [Devil-Shaped Disguise] is really easy to use...Even if it's me, there is no difference."
Looking at his performance, Lin Yan commented: "The overall evaluation is okay, but the specificity of the personality performance is not in place, and there is some overlap with my usual performance, which needs to be improved."
"Yan, the preparation progress of the Eastern E-sports Competition is currently 75%. Do you want to check it?" A dark voice sounded in Lin Yan's ears.
"No? Are you serious?"
Lin Yan couldn't believe it.
When he left the house, he was only ready to reach 65%, and he had soared 10% of the progress so quickly. What happened during his absence?
An Yi said seriously: "The first Eastern nationwide e-sports competition will be held on 10 days. A total of 7,000 general tickets and 2,000 VIP seats have been sold out just now!"
In order to ensure the order of the scene and the experience of the audience, Lin Yan did not sell every ticket to the full 4,500 seats, but only sold 3,600 tickets per round.
There are a total of two rounds of the competition every day. The morning is the 5V5 team event of "Hero's Blade" and the afternoon is the single show of "Crying Ghost".
According to the previous trend, it is estimated that these tickets will be sold out on the last day, and this will never happen! ,, ..
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