The people who hired me are dead

"The sheriff wants us to find out the cause of the terror/attack. The terror/attack happened during the mayor's election, and the most famous high school was chosen. They should have some kind of political appeal." Hu Qi stood in front of the mayor's office, He said to Gordon beside him, "According to Officer Yun."

"They want it, but it's useless to give it." Gordon folded his arms and said, "Go in, I'll think about it outside."

Hu Qi walked in under the leadership of the secretary, and Gordon refused the coffee offered by the secretary.He looked around his surroundings, replaying the entire horror/attack in his mind.

According to Meryl's description, Elvis had a prophetic dream in class. In the dream, he saw a baseball team training on the playground, and then terrorists attacked the school.

If Elvis' statement is correct, then in the prophecy dream, the person who planned the attack did not plan to attack back and forth.

Gordon investigated Elvis, and in the more than ten years of Elvis' life, he has never had a prophetic dream or anything similar to a prophetic dream.

So this time, the ability of the death notice recipient was transferred from Liv to Avis.What Elvis dreamed was indeed the death forecast, and there was no possibility of coincidence.

It stands to reason that prophetic dreams are equivalent to death or something, a warning to survivors.The prophetic dream of Leonard, the first-generation survivor, predicted the explosion of the bus.There are no other redundant steps in the middle, and there are basically no possible variables.

Like Leonard, a survivor from the first generation to the second generation, Derrick dreamed of the disintegration of the plane.These two people were selected as the recipients of the death notice, and they accurately received this simple death notice, and when the death came, it did conform to the form they described.

Gordon wanted to know why there was such a big deviation when he came to Elvis.To be precise, Gordon didn't understand how this bias came about.

It may be that the god of death deceived Ives through the prophetic dream, or it may be that the god of death temporarily changed the strategic deployment.

But no matter what the possibility is, if the reality and the prophecy are derailed, an external guidance is needed.And why those terrorists chose to attack this school.

A doubt emerged in Gordon's mind, whether the god of death could control people's hearts.If the god of death can control people's hearts, how can they fight against the god of death.

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"Hello, Mayor Balk, it's a pleasure meeting you." Hu Qi shook the middle-aged man's hand and said.

"Director Hu Qi, please tell me." Balk crossed his hands, sat on the chair and turned his head to Hu Qi.

Hu Qi did not answer directly, he handed the list of victims to Balck.Balk took the file, and he flipped through it bit by bit, his face getting more and more gloomy.

"How come... This is much more serious than I thought. I remember that the data I received this morning was not like this." Balk looked at the dozen or so extra people, rubbing his stubby fingers on the paper , His voice gradually distorted.

"It shouldn't be like this. More than a dozen survivors committed suicide in one day... They are all children, and they have survived." Balk kept flipping through the list of victims. He took a deep breath and opened and closed his mouth but never said no. Say a word.

After a while, a tear rolled down his cheek, soaking a name on the list.It was a 16-year-old girl named Demi Case who committed suicide by slitting her wrists.

"Suicide is contagious, especially after witnessing the death of a large number of peers, and the inherent relationship is destroyed. They lose the familiar environment and interpersonal relationships, and it is difficult to control emotions. Suicide is most likely to succeed in the case of mental disorders." Hu Qi said in a deep voice: "Although we have recruited a large number of psychiatrists to intervene in counseling, 73% of the survivors still have suicidal ideation, and 4 of them have attempted suicide."

Balk was silent for a long time, his fat body trembling slightly with his head down.

"I'm not a good mayor, Director Hu Qi." Balk coughed lightly and said, "If I was, how could they encounter such a thing."

"I'm sorry." Hu Qi said, Balck is indeed not a wise mayor.

Although the mediocre Balk did not bring any development to the city, and there were rumors of derailment and corruption, Hu Qi could see that he was indeed grieving for the victims.

This at least proves that the terror/attack has nothing to do with him and he knows nothing about it.

"What should I do, Director Hu Qi." Balk squeezed the list tightly and said, "What do you need me to do."

"The terrorist/elemist left a message for my people. His purpose is to let you shoot an apology video and post it online. I want to know what it means." Hu Qi said: "He said he sent you a letter, but You ignored it."

"Apology video? Send a letter?" Balk asked suspiciously.

He frowned and thought for a long time, then shook his head helplessly: "I didn't receive such things."

"He said, 'You killed two poor people, you should pay for it,'" Hu Qi said according to Yun Xinzhuo's description.

"Joke! Absurd, simply absurd! I killed two poor people, and in my life..." Balk's voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at Hu Qi blankly, as if thinking of something.

"I think I know what he's referring to." Balk murmured, "I did kill two people, but it was to protect the people, so I had to kill them."

He tapped on the computer keyboard, and after a few minutes, he called up a video and said, "That's it. It happened when I first took office. A company closed down and owed wages. When employees collectively protested, some people had gasoline on their bodies."

"They fucked?" Hooch said.

"No, they just poured gasoline on them to threaten them. Some extremists will indeed do this. They will pour gasoline, self-mutilate, go on a hunger strike or smash things. As long as they are appeased in time, these people can be stopped. But I don't know why, One of them is on fire." Balker turned the display to Hu Qi, and the screen was a street surveillance image.

Nearly a hundred people crowded together, holding signs to protest.Hu Qi pursed his lips. A little confusion in this situation could easily lead to a stampede.

"Everything is normal at this time, but when the woman catches fire, the whole situation is messed up." Balk didn't go on, but Hu Qi had already seen the situation in the video.

A woman covered in fire and howling in pain, rampaged through the crowd.The people around were set on fire, and they rolled to the ground subconsciously. When they tried to put out the fire, they were trampled by the chaotic crowd.

"I shot and killed this woman and another person who poured gasoline. In order to stop them and stop the crowd." Balk paused, staring blankly at the list of victims on the desktop , lowered his eyelids and said: "If an apology can stop them, I am willing to apologize publicly on the Internet, and apologize for the two shots I fired back then."

"You did nothing wrong." Hu Qi walked over and zoomed in on the monitoring screen, trying to determine the cause of the fire.

"It's useless. We investigated for a long time, and finally found out that it was just another prostitute who was squeezed out of the cigarette in his hand." Balk said wearily.

"No one really did anything wrong in that incident. If those terrorists think I was wrong for shooting, then I will take it as my own. I will arrange for the secretary to prepare an online apology, in any form."

With that said, Balck picked up the phone on the table, ready to call the secretary.

Hooch raised his hand to signal Balck to put down the phone. He explained: "You don't need to apologize. This is not their real purpose. Your video will not do anything. They have formed a certain organization and collective belief."

"Then what do they want?" Balk said while holding the phone.

"Essentially, they don't have specific requirements. Sexual/perverted/perverted criminals will start to abuse/kill other women because of their girlfriend's betrayal. The same is true for terror/attacks. They require spiritual satisfaction. Only by arresting them as soon as possible They are the only solution."

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"I actually have a question. What does this matter have to do with the god of death? Can the god of death control people's hearts?" Gordon looked at Hu Qi, who had just walked out of the office, and muttered.

"If you can control people's hearts, you won't play such a cheap trick." Hu Qi said with certainty.

Gordon was silent for a long time, lowering his head to dial Yun Xinzhuo's phone.

The phone was connected quickly, and before Yun Xinzhuo could speak, Gordon asked directly, "Officer Yun, can death control people's hearts?"

Yun Xinzhuo, who was investigating the danger with Reid, thought about it, and shouted in his mind: "System 203, please reply if you hear it." '

A few seconds later, the system replied weakly: [I am here, Mr. Yun. ]

'Is the god of death already able to control human beings? ' Yun Xinzhuo asked.

[Mr. Can’t, I’m still fighting against him.Before I fail... there will be no situation where the god of death will control the heart or... master nature. ] The system spoke intermittently, mixed with electric current: [Sorry Mr. Yun, I know that even if it is weakened and controlled, the power of the god of death is still far higher than that of humans, but I am unable to provide you with more help. ]

'I understand, but I remember when he attacked Meryl, he controlled the weather and formed ball lightning. ' Yun Xinzhuo said.

[It was my mistake, Mr. Yun.The Grim Reaper has mastered your weaknesses, and it will take advantage of a little trick.I can stop it from causing floods, but I can't interfere with rain and wind. ] The system paused, and said: [Mr. Yun, please persevere, I left you the key for you... Zi——]

Yun Xinzhuo probably understood the situation of the system, saying that it was a countermeasure, but in fact, Reaper had always been the stronger side.The system holds something that can slightly change the situation, and the god of death is suppressing the system, so Yun Xinzhuo can only try to find it out by himself.

Although the system once said that they signed an agreement, Yun Xinzhuo knew that sooner or later the power of the system would be consumed by silkworms.Reaper will only grow stronger with time, until he defeats the system and takes complete control of the world.

After Yun Xinzhuo disconnected from the system, he said to the phone: "At present, the god of death has no ability to control people's hearts,"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gordon hung up the phone.

Yun Xinzhuo pursed his lips and swallowed what he was about to say just now.

"He has no malice." Reid looked at Yun Xinzhuo's expression and explained seriously. "Gordon is just...in a hurry."