The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 847 Who Ate My Brain 23
The grotesque hell is Siru's description of the world behind the screen. The rich and vigorous spiritual power spreads to every corner of the lake like sunlight, and countless black cloaks carrying sickles seem to be dying in the light. The moment the green light shone, it was smashed into a cloud of black mist and disappeared without a trace.

Yep.

Ashes.

Some cloaks who reacted screamed in horror and fled.

Standing in the black passageway, Siru watched the cloak disappear completely, and she clearly saw on the other side of the screen, a fat aunt in a floral sweater who was about fifty years old was sitting on the sofa in a very comfortable posture On the table, holding a piece of watermelon in his hand, he couldn't take his eyes off, and let out a foolish laugh.

Obviously watching a show.

I saw her putting the watermelon rind on the coffee table casually, with a bit of sadness in her eyes, "This TV series is really well acted. Look at the heroine's experience, it is exactly the same as in our time."

"Well, it would be nice to have more conscience dramas like this."

"What's the use of having a daughter? Then it's just a matter of having a son."

She watched while wiping tears.

And there are many more cases like this.

Siru gently lowered her eyes, it turned out that she really killed people through TV dramas.

But why?
What are those things hidden in the play?
She looked up at the countless viewers who were watching on the other side of the screen. If the cloak could kill people by following the drama, wouldn't all the TV watchers be dead? It would be great to rule the world in this way.

Therefore, there is an opportunity for the cloak to take the brain.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a pressure, her eyes narrowed slightly, and with a flash of her figure, she was squeezed out of the passage.

Yep.

Still in the office.

Si Ru stared solemnly at the paused video in front of her. From the first deceased whose brain was taken out on March [-]th to the present, they all have a common characteristic, that is, they are addicted to TV dramas.

But addicted to death?

The death toll is definitely more than that.

Because she saw countless photos from the black passage.

Each photo is a screen in which countless cloaks carrying death scythes are hidden, waiting to harvest ripe vegetables.

Uh?
Mature……

Si Ru opened her eyes wide suddenly, she understood.

Maybe the opportunity for the cloak to take the brain is to watch enough dramas.

she guessed.

He hurriedly called Xiao Zhang, a colleague from the same office as Miss Xiao Tan.

"Xiao Zhang, I have a few questions for you."

"Eh?"

The young and slender girl was a little confused, "Team Wang, just ask."

As long as she knows, she can say everything she knows.

Siru nodded, "It's about Xiao Tan, you and her share the same office, basically stay together during working hours, and have been together for two years, emmm... Is she a person who chases after all kinds of dramas?"

There are so many people who watched dramas, but not all of them died.

Maturity should mean the kind of endless pursuit of drama.

Xiao Zhang was very surprised.

"You know?"

She paused, and said: "The work of the administrative department is not busy, and Xiao Tan came in by the Zhou Bureau, and many things were not assigned to her, um...she is a little careless, so she has more spare time, Usually, I usually follow dramas in the office, as long as there are new dramas, except war dramas, she will follow them."

Siru frowned, "Chasing after everything?"

Xiao Zhang nodded, "Yes, Xiao Tan is still a member of the video site."

"emmm..."

"Anyway, she has watched nine out of ten dramas on the market."

This is the truth.

Whenever a drama comes out, Xiao Tan will always pull her to discuss after watching it, what is the hero who is affectionate and the heroine is happy, what is the vicious female supporting role who hates destroying the most, and the spare tire male supporting role who loves the most and has no regrets.

To be honest, she can be annoying sometimes.

Not everyone likes to watch fake stuff.

"Captain Wang, what's the problem?"

Siru didn't answer, but continued to ask her: "During the period before the incident, did you hear Xiao Tan say that she was not feeling well, or that her body felt strange?"

Strange?

Xiao Zhang frowned, "She said that her eyes hurt a little."

Yep.

"Return the flowers."

"It is said that the right eye sees things more blurred than the left eye, and the head is also dizzy."

But she thinks it's normal.

Siru: "I see, you go to work first."

There is still one point that cannot be proved in the brain extraction case, that is, the deceased's brain has disappeared, so there is no way to obtain brain information.

What was the state of the brain when it was taken away.

This is not an ordinary case, and it involves a very wide scope.

Ah.

You must know that there are countless people in this world who watch TV. It is impossible to turn off all the TV stations, and there is still data traffic.

Cannot operate.

Is it necessary to re-live the life of primitive people by letting people not watch TV or surf the Internet?How can those people who are called big dye vats live?

Traffic stars will die of drought.

And it is impossible to predict who will be killed next.

Besides, this is only on the surface, and the problem must be solved fundamentally.

Who is leading the scene?

The purpose... what is it?
Siru went to that passage again through the surveillance video, but unfortunately, she might have been discovered, so she couldn't go in this time.

Looking at the surveillance video again, the black mist is gone.

Siru sneered.

Really dodgy stuff.

Have to find another way.

Since that cloak appeared in Guanjiang Community, Wei Hong just happened to die again. Although his brain was not taken away, there must be a connection.

she walks out.

"Bring Lu Hang here, I have something to ask him."

Although Yu Cheng confessed many things, Ye Jiajia and Tong Sen did not come back, but continued to search from the clues left in the black number on Lu Hang's mobile phone. They found some information at the Luwan Town Public Security Bureau.

Zhang Ping found nothing at Lu Hang's house, but was stopped by a young man when he left the village.

"Hey……"

Zhang Ping frowned at him.

The young man looked him up and down, "Are you really a policeman?"

Zhang Ping: "What's the matter?"

The young man glanced in the direction of the village and whispered, "I have something to tell you."

Zhang Ping: ...

On the small road leading from the village to the town, the young man buried his head and walked beside Zhang Ping. His voice was deliberately lowered, "I don't know if it will be useful to you. Although Lu Daqiang hasn't come back for several years, his father Mom goes out to work for a few months every year, but she doesn’t stay with the villagers, and only hears from them that she went to work in a factory.”

"This is actually not surprising. After all, there are very few educated and skilled people in our village, and no skills are needed to enter the factory."

"But there was a banquet held in the village for the bride-in-law. It was just before the Chinese New Year, and everyone went there. Uncle Lu...that is, Lu Daqiang's father drank too much, and he became drunk for a while."

"It's just to vent your anger."

"Because Daqiang went to college but couldn't even find a job, and many people in the village talked behind his back, Uncle Lu was very unhappy."

"That time, he made a fuss over wine, saying that his family had made a lot of money outside, but he kept a low profile and never showed it off."

"Nobody believed it."

(End of this chapter)