Chapter 349 Blockade Countdown
【Anti-position device】
[Description: From the starry sky. After wearing it, you can move freely in a complex psychic environment.]
In the rewards column, this device looks like a light blue mechanical five-pointed star.
According to the description, as long as you wear it somewhere on your body, it will no longer be affected by the position device.
[For most people, psychic energy is an extremely difficult energy source to obtain]
[But on some planets, complex and chaotic psychic powers can be found everywhere, and can even form deadly strong psychic positions]
【Everything has two sides】
[Just like the natural wind, it can be transformed into wind energy, but it can also turn into a terrifying storm]
[In order to meet the needs of action and exploration in complex psychic environments, Orlok Company developed this product]
[This product has multiple models, this model is the "Personal Exploration Edition" and can only meet the needs of one person]
【……】
After reading the description, Su Xia was sure that this was what he urgently needed.
With this thing in hand, what position do you have to worry about?
Many people say that since the advent of the stance device, the masked man has never been so cool again.
In fact, it's not just him. Many previously powerful psychic creatures have become much more low-key recently.
The stand device is indeed a killer feature.
During the battle at Yuling City, many people risked their lives to broadcast it live.
At that time, not only the people of Yuling City were watching, but many people from other cities also saw the horror of the stand device.
Therefore, when the news of the city closure came out in Seahorse City, most of the psychic creatures that came here became uneasy, and some even began to evacuate early.
Earlier in the tavern, Su Xia heard someone say, "Could the masked stranger be fake news released by the mechanical tribe? The tavern and the mechanical tribe have been having a bad time recently. Could those damn robots deliberately lure us here and then ask those rubbish from Anluo Company to install the stand device to catch us all in one fell swoop?"
Many people supported this statement. At that time, many people were cursing the human traitors from Anluo Company and wanted to hang those traitors up and beat them.
Of course, some people think that there is no need for the mechanical race to do this.
Some even think that the stand device is not as strong as advertised.
"What are you afraid of? Is that stand device really that powerful?"
"Everyone has seen the scene in Fish Scale City. The masked man had been consumed several rounds before he was caught off guard by the stance device..."
"The masked man is probably traumatized by the beating, so he doesn't dare to show up."
Ultimately, only a few people have experienced the stand installation, and the vast majority of people have not experienced it personally.
They feel that even if their psychic powers are affected, they are still stronger than ordinary people.
At the very least, the experience and reaction abilities they have honed over the years on the brink of life and death are not comparable to those of ordinary people.
Only those who have experienced it will understand...
In the stance device, psychic creatures may not even be as good as ordinary people.
The spiritual energy in the body is like an out-of-control mechanical device. It is of no help to oneself. Instead, it will induce negative effects such as headaches, muscle cramps, and weakening of the five senses.
"What's wrong with you?" Su Qi on the opposite side suddenly spoke. She saw that Su Xia seemed to be distracted.
"Nothing, I just thought of some past events." Su Xia said.
"I don't know where you are from yet."
"Coral City." Su Xia said bluntly, "I know what your husband did in the past. He and I are half comrades-in-arms."
He inherited the identity of Commander Bei Feng, but he was not that person after all. His soul had changed and he could only be considered half of it.
After getting the answer, Su Qi's expression darkened. She looked at the fire in front of her quietly and fell silent for a while.
Su Xia didn't say anything else.
He took out his cell phone, found Ding Can's number, and sent a text message:
[Before I leave, there is one last thing I want to do. It’s a big thing. Do you dare to do it with me? ]
Ding Can was shocked when he received the message. His eyes widened and he read every word carefully.
He always had one regret, which was that he was not able to act together with Su Xia.
Now that Su Xia is about to leave, he thought there would never be such an opportunity.
I didn’t expect the opportunity to come so soon!
He immediately responded:
[Come immediately! Where are you, sir? ]
After seeing the message, Su Xia sent her location and told Ding Can to find a car with good performance.
Soon, Ding Can sent a message saying that he would arrive in just twenty minutes.
This period of time is neither long nor short.
Su Xia turned off her cell phone, picked up the small bowl, and slowly drank the salty porridge in the bowl.
It was already dark outside. In front of him, the fire flickered and crackled, emitting two or three sparks from time to time. Behind him, his shadow swayed with the fire.
After a while, Su Xia finished the salty porridge, put down the bowl and said, "I'm going to investigate this matter tonight. How is your ability to act?"
Su Qi looked down at her belly, stroking it gently with a complicated look in her eyes.
After a moment, she raised her head and said to Su Xia, "I won't cause any trouble."
"good."
Su Xia knew that this night was destined not to be peaceful.
He needed the memories in Suki's mind, and taking her through the mission process might help her remember more about her kidnapping.
Not long after, Su Xia sensed a complex metal object approaching quickly.
Ding Can is here.
He drove a thick bulletproof black car and parked it steadily outside a dilapidated house.
"Sir, are you there?" Ding Can did not relax his vigilance and did not open the car window. Instead, he shouted through the external loudspeaker.
"I am here."
Su Xia stood up and pushed open the shabby wooden door of the house.
The cold night wind rushed into the room, quickly driving away the little warmth that was there, and even the firelight was suppressed so much that it could not even lift its head.
Seeing this, Su Qi immediately stood up and covered the flames with the surrounding soil and charcoal ash.
Outside, Ding Can opened the car door.
He came alone this time, without any men.
He was a little excited, and said to Su Xia: "Sir, if you need me, I can call those dozens of brothers together."
Su Xia shook her head: "No need, too many people will make things gossip, the three of us are enough."
"Okay, sir, you have the final say."
Ding Can had no objection and followed Su Xia's arrangements completely.
Then, he turned to look at Su Qi who was walking out of the house and asked, "Who is this..."
"I am the wife of a comrade-in-arms." Su Xia did not explain too much. "It's cold outside. Let's get in the car and talk about things."
"no problem."
Ding Can nodded immediately and opened the back door for Su Qi.
Su Xia fully activated his metal sensing ability and sensed the car from inside to outside, but did not find any monitoring devices, and the positioning device had been destroyed by Ding Can.
Overall, this car is safe.
The carriage was warm and the air conditioning was at a suitable temperature.
After getting in the car, Ding Can was still driving and Su Xia sat in the passenger seat.
Ding Can asked, "Sir, where are we going?"
"A singer's home." Su Xia said to him, "The singer committed suicide two years ago. His name was An Shen. Do you remember him?"
"Of course I have an impression of him. I have even listened to his songs."
As he spoke, Ding Can turned on the car audio and video and ordered a song by An Shen.
This song has a light rhythm, is energetic and catchy, and just listening to it can make people think of sunny days.
"Let's drive and go to his house first." Su Xia said.
"Sir, there is no one left at An Shen's house. We are going to..."
"Well, sneak in and investigate."
"good!"
Ding Can took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement. He didn't even ask what it was about.
But he could feel that this matter was definitely subversive.
“Buzz——”
The engine roared and the wheels started turning.
The heavy car body rolled over the road like a black steel monster, rushing towards its target location under the cover of night.
Judging from the current speed, they can probably reach An Shen's home around eight o'clock in the evening.
On the way, Su Xia briefly explained the cause of this mission.
Su Qi recounted her experience after being kidnapped.
"How could those people be so lawless?"
Before he finished listening, Ding Can was already furious.
His foot on the accelerator unconsciously became heavier, and he slapped the steering wheel hard and said, "Sir, those people must be killed!"
After all, this eighteen-year-old young man had seen too little and had insufficient experience. When he was angry, the cruelest punishment he could think of was death.
Su Xia said to him, "Calm down. You must be calm at all times. Think carefully before you speak."
"My Lord, I understand..."
Ding Can gripped the steering wheel tightly, with such force that the veins on the back of his hands were visible, which was enough to show his inner unrest.
Su Xia continued: "Right now, we don't know who is behind this, so we can only investigate slowly."
"Sir, why is it the Anshen family?"
"I have some inside information. His death may be related to those people."
"So, he really didn't commit suicide..."
Two years ago, when the news of the talented singer's death was revealed, many people did not believe it, especially his fans.
The incident lasted for a long time and occupied the headlines of various news media.
But the final conclusion is simple - depression.
This seemingly sunny and cheerful young singer actually suffers from depression.
In the end, many fans had to accept the fact and felt that it was suicide.
"Are all his songs of this type?" Su Xia suddenly asked.
"Yes, the rhythm is the same and brisk." Ding Can replied, "When I first heard that he had depression, I also thought it was strange, but I didn't delve into it."
He was only sixteen years old at the time and was so busy fighting his father that he hadn't even established his own organization.
In this chaotic era, there are so many strange facts.
Most people only seek to protect themselves and rarely explore certain things.
Through Ding Can's narration and information found on the Internet, Su Xia gradually got to know this young singer named An Shen.
He had an unfortunate childhood, the death of both parents, bullying at school, dropping out of school to work, gang control, wandering, and experienced all kinds of difficulties and painful experiences, but as an adult he always showed everyone his positive and sunny side.
"It really doesn't make sense that he committed suicide after becoming famous after experiencing such a miserable first half of his life," said Ding Can.
"Um."
While the two were talking, the car did not slow down and was getting closer and closer to the destination.
Just then, a horn suddenly sounded from behind.
“Ding ding!”
Ding Can glanced at the rearview mirror and found that it was a car from the city defense department, and the other party was signaling him to stop.
He said dissatisfiedly: "I changed to a new car today, and those guys from the city defense dared to stop me."
"Move aside and see what they want to do." Su Xia said.
"OK."
Upon hearing this, Ding Can immediately slowed down, stopped on the side of the road, and then rolled down the car window.
The city defense department car behind also slowed down and stopped, and two inspectors came out. They were wearing uniforms and had serious expressions, and it seemed that they wanted to conduct a routine inspection.
But when they saw Ding Can's face, their expressions changed.
Few people in Haiba City dare to mess with this little bully.
One of them cursed inwardly, forced a smile, and said to Ding Can: "Mr. Ding, why are you driving yourself?"
"What? I don't have hands? I can't drive?" Ding Can was very rude.
"No, no."
The man waved his hand hastily and said, "It's snowing these past two days, and the roads are slippery when it's dark. Please pay attention to safety, Mr. Ding, and don't drive too fast. You just exceeded 135."
Ding Can frowned: "Are you questioning my driving ability?"
"No, no, that's not what I meant." The man's forehead was covered with sweat. "There have been a lot of strangers in the city recently, and I'm afraid they won't follow the rules."
"Are you hinting at me for not following the rules?"
"No……"
The man's voice was trembling. He wiped the sweat off his face and said, "The city is about to be closed. Please be careful, Mr. Ding. You may encounter mechanical soldiers questioning you on the road."
"Are you cursing me?"
"No..."
The man's face turned pale and he had no idea how to communicate normally with Ding Can.
He looked at his companion for help, but his companion just lowered his head, remained silent, and dared not say anything.
Just then, a voice came from the car: "Tell us more about the city lockdown."
The man immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, yes... It's like this, there's news from above that the city will be closed at six in the morning tomorrow."
"How to seal it?"
"I don't know either. I heard it was an order from the Mechanical Clan."
"Is there no more information?"
"Sir, I'm just an ordinary inspector..."
The man really didn't know more, but he was afraid of being blamed by the people in the car, so he could only keep apologizing and explaining.
After all, how many people in the entire Coral City can have this little bully as their own driver?
The person in the car must be of a very important status.
"Okay, you can go now." Ding Can waved his hand.
"Yes, Mr. Ding, have a safe journey."
This person didn't dare to say anything more, for fear of displeasing Ding Can.
Fortunately, Ding Can did not persist.
He closed the car window, stepped on the gas, the wheels started turning, and he slowly left the place under the watchful eyes of the two inspectors.
After driving for a distance, Ding Can said to Su Xia, "Sir, how about I use my connections to ask about the city closure?"
Su Xia asked him: "What's the relationship? Can you bypass your father?"
"this……"
Ding Can hesitated for a moment, seemingly lacking much confidence.
Seeing him like this, Su Xia said, "Forget it, let it be, what is meant to come will eventually come."
Ding Can nodded: "Okay."
The two continued the previous topic and talked about the young singer.
Time passed slowly and it was eight o'clock in the evening.
Just after eight o'clock, the car stopped in an area where the urban area and the suburbs meet.
Going further ahead, you can see an old villa with weeds growing in the yard and rusty iron gates outside. It looks like no one has lived there for a long time.
"Two years ago, An Shen committed suicide in the basement of this villa," Ding Can introduced.
At the villa's door, windows and other locations, you can still see the wooden strips and seals nailed there by the law enforcement bureau. Some of the seals have not fallen off yet and have turned yellow.
When this singer first died, countless fans came to his house to pay their respects.
But now, only two years have passed, and his influence is like a sand castle on the beach, which has long been gone with the waves, leaving only a few pieces of crystal sand to prove his existence.
According to the task prompt, the singer was most likely "forced to commit suicide".
Similar things happen in every world, but some of the methods are crude, such as suicide by being shot in the back or twice in the head.
The singer's death was simple: he committed suicide by shooting himself.
"This iron lock is all rusty." Ding Can walked to the iron gate and took out a piece of iron wire he had carried with him.
He bent the iron tool, then took out a pin and easily opened the lock on the iron door in just over ten seconds.
"Do you still have this skill?" Su Xia asked him.
"I had nothing to do, so I looked for those talented people in prison to learn from them."
Ding Can chuckled and put away the wire and the pin.
According to him, there is a complete tutorial on lock picking in the prison, covering everything from entry level to advanced level, and one can learn it just by asking the prisoners for two packs of cigarettes.
“Crack…”
Wearing rubber gloves, he gently pushed the door, and the rusty iron door slowly opened.
The yard behind the door was full of weeds, which undulated like waves in the night wind, and the stone path leading to the main entrance of the villa could no longer be seen.
The two men walked into the yard, but did not go to the main gate. Instead, they walked around the villa to see if they could find anything.
Soon, behind the villa, Su Xia discovered something unusual.
He approached a boarded-up window, reached out and touched it gently, and said, "Someone else was here before us."
"Ah?" Ding Can was surprised.
Perhaps it was too dark and he didn't notice anything.
Su Xia said: "Look carefully at the nails on the wooden boards. There are deep and shallow strips of depression around the nails. These are the marks left when they were pulled out... This shows that someone pulled out these nails, took down the wooden boards that sealed the windows, and finally installed them back, driving the nails into the small holes that were originally left, but the marks are still left."
Ding Can suddenly realized: "Indeed it is."
He immediately checked the wooden boards covering the other windows and found no other marks around the nails of those boards.
In other words, only that window had ever been opened.
If they were from the law enforcement agency, they could just go through the main gate and there would be no need to go through so much trouble.
Could it be a crazy fan?
“Crack!”
Su Xia suddenly exerted force and pulled the entire wooden board down.
Perhaps because they had been unloaded once, the wooden boards were not strong enough.
Ding Can also helped by placing the removed wooden boards aside one by one so that they could be put back together later.
After all the wooden boards were removed, only a small window remained.
The glass had been broken long ago. Standing at the window and looking inside, the interior of the villa was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly. One could only smell a faint musty odor and an inexplicable feeling of coldness.
