This is...

Wang Congshan's gaze lingered slightly on the cover of the dossier.

The handwriting was scribbled but not messy, with strokes like iron and hooks, both firm and graceful. It looked like Wei Linglan's writing.

The painting and calligraphy skills of the older, single, artistic female painter were still there. When Wang Congshan was a child, she often had Wei Linglan forge her parents' signatures on her "checked exam papers."

Actually, Li Ang could also sign for her, but he would demand bribes like Little Raccoon snacks, Wei Long spicy sticks, Fei Wang popsicles, Zhonghua Dan candies, and dried fig shreds, which was too expensive.

Speaking of which, according to the usual practice of other departments, public officials should not take dossiers home, especially cases that are still under investigation.

However, this residential area is under the constant surveillance of the Special Affairs Bureau, and there are anti-meme and anti-spiritual reconnaissance devices disguised as trees and seats in the area, so it is quite safe, and it doesn't matter.

"Let me see, celery, pork, tomatoes, eggs..."

Wang Congshan retracted her gaze from the dossier, swiping her phone to browse recipes based on the types of vegetables.

While taking an apron from the hook next to the refrigerator, she was planning what to cook for dinner.

She had to make sure the nutrition was covered.

*Pa.*

Wei Linglan, lying on the sofa, gently pried open the ring of a canned cola with her left fingernail, picked up the remote control with her right hand, turned on the TV, and switched to a talent show.

The canned laughter of the TV show, mixed with the sound of Wang Congshan washing rice and vegetables, was quiet, peaceful, and full of life.

Wei Linglan couldn't help but smile.

If it were before, this girl Wang Congshan would definitely be sarcastic and mocking, asking her to help wash and cook the vegetables.

Today, she was silent, honestly cooking, probably because she saw that she was too busy with overtime and was being considerate of her...

Tsk, this girl is quite considerate.

Wei Linglan lowered her eyelids, comfortably took a sip of ice-cold cola, and waved her hand casually towards the door, and the dossier placed on the dining table flew into her hand.

"Regarding the possibility of extracting pre-death memories from the bodies of other victims, such as Zhang Deping, Tong Yongguang, Ren Fa, Zhao Haining, etc., in the Qi Lianxiang case..."

This bag contains information about the Qi Lianxiang case.

After discovering that Qi Lianxiang had unexpectedly disappeared and that the traces had been erased and blurred by divine power, the bureau immediately adjusted the confidentiality level of the case to a very high level.

And dispatched capable officers to cooperate with colleagues from other departments to investigate secretly.

The deeper they investigated, the more they realized that Qi Lianxiang's crazy talk before her disappearance might be true.

It is true that someone or some people were settling accounts with them before the Killing Game arrived.

Over a span of several years, they gradually eliminated all those involved in the industrial chain, and finally attacked Qi Lianxiang, causing her to disappear.

Qi Lianxiang may be dead, or worse than dead...

To be honest, these dead people deserved it completely.

From the perspective of ordinary people, they might even applaud this behavior and secretly praise the suspect as a hero.

However, justice is not equal to correctness.

The order represented by the Special Affairs Bureau cannot condone this.

Players possess extraordinary powers far greater than ordinary people. Because of this, players are more likely to lose themselves in power.

In the early stages of this Killing Game, there were many cases.

Some players mastered the cultivation method of becoming stronger by devouring and plundering. At first, they bought livestock from the market to nourish themselves and become stronger.

After discovering that the quality of the flesh and blood spirits brought by livestock was low, they went to find those who committed crimes in the name of acting on behalf of Heaven.

Later, even evildoers could no longer satisfy them.

The hooligans in the villages and towns who did not engage in production, the disgusting leaders they encountered at work, the vendors who deliberately sold fake goods with short weights, and even strangers who bumped into each other on the road and did not apologize to them...

Players who suddenly possess power will despise and ignore the existence of social order.

The high-pressure life of licking blood from the knife's edge is naturally a hotbed for breeding negative emotions.

If there is no powerful force from a higher level to maintain social stability and fairness, the social order will quickly collapse.

Referring to South America and Africa, some players in those places have already proclaimed themselves emperors and gods, and regard oppressing and exploiting ordinary people as their due rights.

The Special Affairs Bureau does not know the identity of the murderer who killed Qi Lianxiang and others.

They don't know the murderer's purpose or motivation.

They don't know where the murderer is now, whether they are a player, or what the player's level is.

What they have to do now is to find out the murderer's identity in the real world.

As for what to do after finding the murderer, it depends on the Special Affairs Bureau's intelligence department's analysis of the other party.

If the murderer is brutal, ruthless, and completely devoid of humanity, and cannot be communicated with, then carry out a lure and kill to eliminate them, while minimizing the impact as much as possible;

If the murderer can communicate and negotiate, is willing to accept command, and has not committed more crimes, then impose a light punishment and win them over;

If the murderer is too powerful, the Special Affairs Bureau can win, but it will pay a heavy price...

Wei Linglan put her feet on the coffee table and couldn't help shaking her head.

Judging from the other party's final act of erasing Qi Lianxiang's traces, he is definitely a high-level player in the first or second echelon.

Although she didn't want to say it, but...

Class, does exist.

And as the Killing Game progresses, the class divide between players and ordinary people is gradually building high walls.

If the murderer's identity in the real world is really discovered, and the Special Affairs Bureau goes to the door and finds that the other party is a demigod and refuses to accept any punishment.

Then should they laugh it off, offer a symbolic toast as punishment, and pretend that nothing happened;

Or should they continue to insist that the other party enter the Special Affairs Bureau, forcibly accept psychological testing and investigation, and provide evidence that they have not committed more crimes?

Wei Linglan didn't know.

"Whatever."

The salted fish agent of the No. 0 Yin City Mobile Task Force Team Two, finished the last bit of cola in the can, and with an accurate shot, threw the can into the trash can.

She didn't know if the new technology of the Criminal Investigation Department would work. She heard that they were going to use a syringe to extract brain tissue from corpses that had not completely rotted, smash the brain tissue into a paste, and inject it into a device called the "stem consciousness synchronization system."

Then dispatch an agent to lie in a bathtub-shaped device, and they can see some of the deceased's memories before death.

Um... it seems that the central node of the stem consciousness synchronization system is a script mission boss brought back by Bai Haozheng?

Seriously, he brought back a Sheng Nan Wang last time, and this time he brought back a guardian of the Emerald Dream.

If it spreads out, the Special Affairs Bureau may really be labeled by outsiders with the strange label of "being good at abducting script bosses"...