Infinite Sims

"Mr. three detectives, do we have some misunderstanding?"

On the speeding black car, Jiang Ren twisted his body "uneasily", smiling a little nervously.

There was silence in the car, only the sound of the engine braking could be heard.

Jiang Ren saw that no one responded, so he looked at the detective in the passenger seat in front of him and said, "Detective Griffin, look at this..."

The name on the ID that the co-pilot detective took out just now was Griffin.

"Misunderstanding or not, it is not us who have the final say, nor is it you who have the final say."

Griffin interrupted him with a sneer: "You don't need to know why we arrested you, as long as you understand that the procedures are formal."

"Mr. Detective, I am a law-abiding citizen."

Although he already knew their purpose, Jiang Ren still talked with No. 6, half nervous and half apprehensive.

It's like a person who broke the law, after being arrested, urgently wants to figure out the reason, so as to judge how much to confess.

I don't know if it's because I don't bother to talk, or someone has instructed me in advance.

No matter what Jiang Ren said later, the three of them ignored it, and at most they just sneered a few times.

With the strength that Jiang Ren has recovered in the past few days, it is not difficult to deal with these three people.

But being able to do it doesn't mean you have to.

After all, he and the three of them were on the same road, and their destinations were all tens of kilometers away, so what's wrong with hitchhiking?

Moreover, in order to avoid the investigation after the "stand-in" fails tomorrow, he must dispose of the car on the road in a reasonable way.

So no matter whether they act now or not, the ending of these three people is already doomed.

In the silent night.

The sedan finally drove into the city.

Because it is located on the edge of the city, there are relatively few people and cars around, and black cars can pass quickly.

"arrive."

A few minutes later, Jiang Ren looked at the intersection ahead and licked his lips.

A finger-thick black mist escaped from the soles of his feet, walked close to the ground, and crawled along the bottom of the seat towards the detective who was driving.

Griffin heard his voice, frowned and turned back: "What's here?"

At this time, his pupils shrank slightly.

He vaguely felt that the person in front of him was different from the meek, ordinary criminal just now.

Those calm yet crazy eyes and smile, it seems that the soul inside has been replaced by a demon who regards human life as a plaything.

Griffin suddenly became vigilant, and sneered, "I hate the look in your eyes."

Jiang Ren smiled: "I am just the opposite of you."

"Really? You won't be saying that anytime soon."

Griffin squeezed his fist.

The arrest task was issued by the bureau chief, and they were instructed to bring the person back and to minimize communication, but they did not say that they should take the person back intact.

He couldn't wait to teach this guy who just got out of prison a lesson.

At this time.

The street lights at the intersection ahead were lit up red.

The agent who was driving let off the accelerator and was about to hit the brakes.

"Didn't you ask me what's up?"

Without waiting for Griffin to respond, Jiang Ren said the answer with a smile on his face: "The funeral I prepared for you is here."

"Funeral, who do you think you are..."

Just as Griffin was about to taunt, he found that the car that was supposed to slow down after seeing the red light suddenly accelerated.

He turned around suspiciously, and before he could ask his colleague in the driver's seat, he found a fuel tanker driving out from the side at the intersection ahead.

At their current speed, if they don't dodge, they will inevitably hit the tanker truck.

"Damn, stop! Stop quickly!"

The detective sitting next to Jiang Ren turned pale, and immediately shouted in panic.

"What are you doing?!"

Griffin also yelled at the driving agent at the same time.

But he soon discovered that this colleague who had been with him for several years became a little strange.

His eyes were pitch black, and he couldn't even see the whites of his eyes. There was a crazy smile on his face, and he muttered vague words.

Seeing that they were about to collide, Griffin had no time to think about it.

He reached out to grab the steering wheel, but just as he touched it, the car body shook violently.

The black car hit the tank truck.

Boom!

There was an explosion, and flames splashed everywhere.

The huge impact caused the windows of the surrounding buildings within hundreds of meters to be destroyed, and all the glass was turned into a pile of fragments.

Flames ignited in the center of the explosion.

In this quiet area just now, it is like a torch in the dark, attracting everyone's attention.

"Not everyone can enjoy this kind of death."

Hundreds of meters away, at the entrance of a dark alley.

Jiang Ren turned around and walked into the depths of the alley. At this time, he no longer had the disguise just now.

His old body was covered with scars, his face was wrinkled enough to kill a mosquito, and his long pale hair was dry and split.

If it weren't for the limbs being formed by surging black mist.

The whole person is like a dying old man, who is about to reach the end of his life.

hum!

Every time Jiang Ren took a step, many hair-thin black mist would fly out of his body, gathering and changing rapidly on his body surface.

After ten steps.

The black atomized into a set of clothing, black-themed long trousers, shoes, gloves, masks and peaked caps.

These clothes not only covered his abnormal limbs, but also covered his face.

"...□◥※〨◆..."

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in Jiang Ren's mind.

The voice changes from time to time, the former voice is still a female voice, and the latter voice becomes a male voice, and the age of the voice is constantly changing, just like the whisper of a demon.

"Great God, your devout and humble followers listen to your gospel."

Jiang Ren stopped and responded to the voice in his mind.

That weird sound came from the "magic sound penetrating the ear".

The magic sound can make him occasionally hear some strange sounds, the living\\the dead, human beings\\non-human beings, within the world\\outside the world...

Ninety-nine percent of those voices are rubbish.

Not only is it useless, but it is also very likely to affect the mental and psychological conditions, making people with this talent become lunatics, or even die suddenly.

Only those very few voices can gain some benefits.

But if you want to get more from the voice owner, you must sign a very risky contract, and if you are not careful, you may be swallowed up to nothing.

And the voice he communicated with came from an evil god outside the territory, and the purpose of investing in him was to obtain this world.

"...○Become stronger┚◆Contract∈▓..."

The evil god's voice sounded again.

Jiang Ren responded: "Do you want me to become stronger as soon as possible, and then complete the contract? As you wish!"

The voice disconnected and apparently left.

Even if a contract is signed and the voice is transmitted across the world wall, it is not easy for this evil god, and such communication will be minimized in normal times.

As for this time.

It should be that Jiang Ren used the energy obtained from him for the first time, so he came here to remind him.

"Last time I chose to fight alone, this time..."

Jiang Ren smiled, and walked forward: "The next step is to find someone, and leave this city in the identity of that person, so as to avoid the investigation after tomorrow's incident."

After walking a few steps, a young Caucasian man stepped out of the shadow.

The other party stood in the middle of the alley with his hands in his pockets, with an excited smile on his pale and sickly face as if he saw a prey.

"Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Ren stopped.

Because his physical age is over sixty, his voice and complexion look very old.

The white young man took out a gun with his left hand, and made a gesture of counting money with his right hand: "Old man, I have been watching you for a long time, and if I want to survive, I will hand over all the money."

Because he has no money, he has not eaten noodles for almost two days.

He didn't want to suffer like this anymore, in order to get the fans smoothly, he didn't mind doing anything to rob or kill people.

Jiang Ren looked at him with interest, and said, "May I ask, what is your name?"

"Old man, don't force me to shoot."

The white youth shook his gun in dissatisfaction.

But before he could say the second sentence, Jiang Ren stepped in front of him and put a hand on his head.

immediately.

The young white man's face became dull, and he said his name like a puppet: "My name is Winster."