Chapter 187: Overturn the old case

For the first time, the sub-director felt that he had said something wrong, which actually aroused Kemon's interest in dangerous goods.
"Yes, yes, but..."
"Wait until I get a feel for...I will help you investigate." Kemeng touched the baby's closing machine and couldn't put it down.
On average, there is a wave of evil whispers every three minutes, making Kemeng exuberant.
When he learned that there were many more items like this, Kemeng's heart was excited.
It's just that when the inner emotions are expressed on the face, the expression becomes much lighter and becomes very interested.
The sub-director nodded, "Well, I need professionals to evaluate the deterrence of those things and ensure your safety."
Not everything can be shown to Kemeng. Some things have very powerful side effects and are not suitable for taking them out.
After the branch director left, Kemeng continued to squeeze the wool, vigorously.
From an average of three minutes, one brush gradually becomes five minutes.
The evil power in the radio is getting weaker and weaker, and its influence on Kemon is getting limited.
Kemon listened repeatedly, and when the cycle reached eight minutes, the radio finally no longer contributed to the resistance point. No matter how Kemon listened, his heart did not waver.
Pull out the system to see the resistance value, 260 resistance.
Great and strong.
After Kemun gave two comments, he silently felt the hidden existence behind the radio, trying to outline its image.
The vague image has not been constructed yet, his own spirituality once again issued a strong warning, Kemeng stopped again.
Even if he is no longer afraid of the whispers from the radio, Kemon still cannot directly perceive the existence behind it.
The opponent is very strong, terribly strong, if you force the sense of communication, there is a high probability that the opponent will be known.
When Kemeng often used the Cthulhu identity as synaesthetic players, they were not discovered by the players. That was because the players' spiritual perception was too low. Even if they met the full score requirement of the Bureau of Investigation, there was no way to reversely know that others were synathesizing them.
But the owner behind the radio is different, and his spiritual perception is very high. If he succeeds in synthesizing it, he may be discovered by the other party.
Time goes back to the previous four hours.
The sub-director held an internal meeting according to Kemeng's will to discuss old cases.
All cases involving inexplicable murmurs were turned up and ranked according to the degree of terror.
The investigators who had participated in the investigation of the old case were invited back to the bureau for a meeting. Everyone did not know what happened. They only knew that the meeting was related to the old case in the past.
In the conference room, there are not only current investigators, but also some non-current retired old men sitting at the conference table.
One table of meetings is no longer enough to sit. Hundreds of small chairs were added and young people were sitting.
A seventy-year-old man with a gray beard looked at the side and found that this man was a bit familiar.
Upon closer inspection, he was surprised.
"Old man Ming, why are you here?"
"Nineteen years ago, in the outskirts of Whale Market, thirty-four children disappeared. This old bone of mine always waits until the Bureau of Investigation reverses the case. Can you not come?" Old man Ming was wearing the old police clothes, although the uniform was already It is old, but the badge on the chest is still shiny.
After the two made their voices heard, many people turned their eyes to the two old men at the table.
The sub-director sitting at the first table coughed and began to speak: "Welcome everyone to come to the conference room for a meeting. Some of the people sitting here are direct participants in the old case that year. There is an in-depth investigation, although I don’t know who the murderer is. , But they are all living materials, so I also invite them to come here for a meeting."
The sub-director introduced the origins of Ming Lao and others. They are all ordinary people, not modern investigators.
When investigating those incidents, Ming Lao relied solely on his personal spirit and will to pursue the murder.
At that time, special items in the country were under the control of the Counterintelligence Bureau, and ordinary police officers were involved in special cases without special item support, so it was quite dangerous to try them out.
Ming Lao revealed his memories and talked about the previous cases of disappearance.
The children in the village disappeared overnight. He traced them all the way and heard the whispers of the children in a deep well.
Speaking of the past, Ming Lao's face showed painful memories.
...
Not all evil whispers are as crazy as gusts of wind and rain, evil whispers like the radio are okay.
After the sub-director finished the meeting, he sorted out a series of controllable and usable first batch of sealed objects.
When Kemeng came out from the Sacred Light Pond, the branch director had already prepared the things and asked Kemeng if he needed it.
What can Kemun say, the upright scalloped wool is too fragrant.
"This time, let's listen to the whispers of the children's wells. It comes from 19 years ago, and it has been a long time." Director Wu picked up various old cases, and first chose a less powerful item to make a good start.
"Director Wu, the case 19 years ago shouldn't be a case of the Bureau of Investigation." Kemon asked.
"At the time, it was a police station case. Later, when the water well was involved, the counterintelligence bureau intervened in the investigation, and the case was raised to a high level of confidentiality. Ming Lao knows this matter best. You will ask him later."
The director of the local branch of Whale City is named Wu Hao, and he can also be called Chief Wu.
When he came to the parking lot, Old Man Ming waited there early. He was a little surprised to see Kemeng coming. I didn’t expect that the investigator brought by Director Wu was so young~EbookFREE.me~ Kemeng? "Ming Lao doubted.
Is such a young person not stable enough?
"Hello Ming, I'm Kemeng, a whale market investigator." Kemeng didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the subject, "Where is the well, let's go directly."
"Well, this trip may be dangerous, are you sure?" Ming Lao is still a little worried, this young man is really too young, is the psychological resistance to shock really good?
Ming Lao had heard the whispers in the well 19 years ago. It was terrible. The howls of the children made his heart ache. Sometimes he would dream of those dead children climbing on the bed and begging him for help.
But Elder Ming couldn't save them. Instead, he was tortured by such nightmares and became mentally weak, his body was getting thinner, his hair was lost, and his head became bald.
"Ming, please believe me, I am a professional." Kemeng said, patted his scarf, and turned out a crystal scalpel.
Turning his hand and slashing his arm, the skin of the arm was not hurt at all and there was no wound.
The function of the crystal knife is to have an effect on the soul or evil creatures. It does not have a strong reality ability, but the physical attributes of the cut object are not lost.
It was also with this knife, Ming Lao thought of the special thing.
Times have changed, and now is the era of special object investigators.
He has a complex expression, his skeptical eyes dissipated, and he lamented that the contemporary waves are much stronger than before.
Mr. Ming got in the car, and as soon as the car left the parking lot, Luo Yuan, Doctor Liang, and Cheng Le followed.
Single-person investigations are prone to accidents. The members of the No. 49 investigation team gathered together and drove to a certain part of the whale market together.
It used to be a small mountain village, but now it is an urban area, but the land where the kid's well is located has not been overthrown and has been sealed.