After Allen explained the relevant matters to Moria, he turned around and returned to the building.

At this time, his face had become much normal and no longer had a low pressure.

But the hot flames in Allen's heart were not extinguished at all.

It is logical that this family has no contact with him, he did not know each other after he died, and even at this time he did not even know the name of this family.

But this did not prevent Allen from being angry and disgusted with the criminals.

It is not only sympathy for the deceased, but also the disgust of law enforcement officers for violators.

More importantly, I have concerns about my relatives and friends living here.

This family died today. What if your relatives and friends unfortunately win the prize tomorrow?

Even if this is not the case, if they cannot catch the escaped criminal in one day, the reconstruction speed of Gria City will be greatly slowed down.

When the cold wave comes and if the reconstruction has not been completed, a large number of people will inevitably die from the mad mist and snow.

Not to mention that situation could not affect them, Allen could clearly understand that even now they and their relatives could have a safe and warm place to live.

But in a situation where life or death really comes, once the riot breaks out, no one can stay out of it. No matter how powerful their power is, as long as they dare to abuse their power to kill citizens, no one can save them.

Just as Alan was pondering, he had already returned to John without realizing it.

"Is Molia gone?" John asked in a low voice.

"Well, I asked him to join the nearby duty team to go to the Security Department." Allen replied subconsciously, and his whole body also escaped from his previous thoughts.

...

After waiting for about dozens of minutes, Renard finally arrived at the scene by car. Because Allen was the most familiar with him, Allen went downstairs again to explain the situation to Renard.

"Here, why are you so slow?"

"It's fast enough, you don't know what's going on now."

"The public rail trains in Gria City have been completely suspended due to ground track breakage, and other transportation equipment will not be much better. If it weren't for the lucky road here, there was no big problem, so you can keep waiting."

Renard said as he opened the car door, handed a silver metal suitcase to Allen, and then took out another white box that looked very much like a medical box.

"Let's go, talk while walking."

Although the individual contact device provided by the Imperial Equipment Department is very useful, it is very excellent in terms of transmission distance and confidentiality.

But there is also a bad point, that is, using this equipment requires a certain amount of mental power, and the content transmitted is limited.

Therefore, if it is not necessary, they often do not use the contact device to chat, and even communicate will only transmit key information, avoiding the reduction of combat effectiveness due to the consumption of a lot of mental power in the contact.

Of course, if you don’t have a task and you are in an extremely safe place, such as the underground base of the Executive Department, you can also use it as a chat tool.

"...This is probably the case." Allen walked in front of Renard with a box, and told Renard completely in a very short time.

"So, you haven't found any clues yet?" After hearing this, Renard looked at Allen with a contemptuous smile.

Even when he was walking ahead of Renard, Allen could still sense that extremely real gaze.

Allen praised Renard wisely and did not respond, "Isn't this waiting for you to show off your skills?"

To be honest, Renard said nothing wrong, after all, they did not make any progress at the moment.

Allen and Renard walked upstairs, and at this time only Yaheng and Bright were left here.

Derek and John have already gone to continue patrolling together.

Although this incident has happened now, today's inspection must continue, because there may be people who have been killed in other places.

The team seemed a bit dangerous, but neither John nor Derek were simple characters. As long as they were not powerful men from the Silver level, they would be sure to escape safely.

Moreover, because of the discovery of the murder, Yaheng has issued a red warning in the public communication channel of the entire executive department.

When the entire executive department is already cheering up, as long as it is not a single blow, everyone can support each other and cooperate with each other.

"Trouble." Yaheng said hello lightly after seeing Renard coming up.

"Hmm." Renard just responded simply, the communication between them has always been like this.

Sometimes they even complain about each other with the same power and water. But their relationship is actually not bad, but their communication methods are a little different.

"You get out of the way." He handed the medical box in his hand to Allen, then took the silver suitcase, and found a clean place on the ground to open it.

After the suitcase was opened, it stood directly on the spot and built a small operating table.

There are smooth and crystal crystal panels on both sides of the inner side of the suitcase, with complex and mysterious magic patterns engraved, but the side that acts as a display screen has fewer patterns, and it is a vine-like climbing on the edge of the display screen.

There are no complicated buttons on the ground side, and there are no keys for operating the lever. There is only a huge magic crystal embedded in the center of the panel.

"This is an energy detector, which is similar to the one in your hands, but it has a larger power and more advanced."

"There are no other defects except for the large size, the ability to shrink with the reduction technique and weight reduction technique, and can only be manipulated by the caster, and the inability to independently supply energy under the silver level to require magic crystals."

As Allen listened to these long list of words, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, and this flaw sounded like a lot.

But Renard no longer had the intention to pay attention to the movements around him. He placed his hands on the magic crystal on the operation panel, then closed his eyes, and began to control his mental power with all his concentration.

Buzz, an extremely high but extremely subtle sound suddenly sounded, as if a sound from another dimension had come here.

A faint silver light suddenly rose from the control table transformed from a silver suitcase. The light was not dazzling, but it had a comfortable warmth.

The light began to ripples like a lake, gradually spreading, covering the entire room.

Allen looked out the window with some concern. Because he had been worried about damaging the scene, Yaheng and the others did not cast spells here. He was worried that the vision in the room would be discovered by pedestrians on the street.

But the next moment, he found that his worries were redundant, because the faint silver light did not float out of the window, but was attached to the open window as if it was spiritual, and built a new window sash.

Walls, ceilings, floors... Everything in the room was attached with silver light in the blink of an eye, and the whole house suddenly turned into a glittering world.

The holy and warm brilliance rendered the world in front of you into a soft scenery, and even the bloody endgame on the ground was washed away by some cruelty.

The light flashed and emitted a faint halo like breathing. After a few minutes, the light returned to the control table like a milk swallow returning to the nest.

The display began to flash, and the data stream like a waterfall flashed rapidly.

Renard opened his eyes tiredly, and his tired look seemed to have been taking a one-kilometer physical test after all night without breakfast. It was so sour and refreshing that it was indescribable.

"How is it?" When Allen was still preparing to ask him if he needed a break, Yaheng had already reached the point.

"How is it? Isn't the data being displayed on the display screen?" Renard replied angrily, but after complaining, he still spoke solemnly: "The situation is not optimistic."

Yaheng did not urge him, and looked at him sincerely.

Renard didn't keep it a secret, knowing when it was now, "the existence of shadow energy and the aura of necromancer can be detected."

"You can also trace some of the spells cast by the opponent here."

"But the dark and desperate aura in this room was extremely weak, and it was even a little difficult to detect."

Hearing this, Yaheng's face had already shown a look of shock, but his surprise had obviously just begun.

"More importantly, I did not notice that their souls, whether they were unconscious earth-bound spirits, or the souls that were about to dissipate, even the broken soul fragments."

When Yaheng heard this, he could no longer control his face, and asked Renard anxiously, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Renard did not make any secrets, and looked at Yaheng with a very serious expression and nodded.

But the next moment, his face changed again, and he said with a slight teasing meaning: "If you don't believe it, you can wait for the data report on the console display to come out before checking it out for yourself."

However, Yaheng ignored the other party's jokes and just took out the contactor from his pocket and started to communicate with the Executive Director Angus.

By the way, this is a bit bad. The confidentiality of individual tactical liaison devices is based on the research and development of magical machinery technology, adding enchantment effect, and then adding the insurance for mental power connection.

So much so that the three of them were close to each other but they didn't know the content of the call between each other and Angus.

"Allen, you help Renard continue to collect clues here. Bright and I will go back to the base first." After Yaheng and Angus exchanged, he said directly to Allen.

"Okay." Allen nodded in agreement. It was nothing. After all, he had already had a premonition of this possibility when he contacted Yaheng before.

Moreover, although both of them were squad leaders on patrol today, Yaheng's identity in the executive department is much higher than that of him.

Not to mention that the other party is a close confidant of Minister Angus and an assistant to the executive department. Even if the other party is stronger than him, he is almost at the same level as Reynard, and is at the top of the Black Iron Level.

The other party did not make things difficult for him, so he agreed happily to such an extremely reasonable task.
Chapter completed!