In the 106th year of the Super-Dimensional Catastrophic Era, Wasted Saturn, Northwest Province.

In the northern suburbs of Yuanhe City, the gray-white shelters are like mushroom colonies after the rain. They are scattered high and low, densely packed together, fragile but full of vitality.

The above-ground dome of each shelter is covered with a special metal layer, which can be charged to generate an ionosphere when a pure energy storm comes, thus preventing it from being turned into pure energy by the pure energy storm.

Bang bang bang!

A bald policeman in a red uniform and sunglasses held an electronic record book in his left hand and a cigarette between his pale yellow fingers. He knocked three times on the alloy door in front of him with his right fist, causing the shelter to tremble slightly.

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"Resident number 56918 please accept routine inquiries!"

Beep!......

A crisp electronic sound sounded and the door opened.

A young man wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing an old-fashioned black trench coat, appeared at the door. The lapel collar of the trench coat was full of hair balls. The young man had a bright and sunny temperament, and was full of handsomeness.

"Name?!" The tall and majestic bald policeman impatiently launched a routine inquiry.

"Mr. Police Officer! I have a doorbell at home!" The young man was neither humble nor arrogant, with a smile on his face. He was as tall as the bald policeman, and his aura was no less impressive.

"Fang Mo! You are registered at our police station. Be careful not to come out next time!" The bald policeman's tone was full of threats.

"According to the regulations for police officers on duty, what does smoking count? And..." Fang Mo paused and twitched his nose, "You also drank more than half a catty of wine, right?"

The bald policeman's eyes twitched, and his fierce gaze suddenly softened, and he said softly: "At three o'clock in the morning last night, a murder occurred in shelter number 40256. What were you doing at the time?"

"Sleep!" Fang Mo replied simply and neatly, always smiling.

Seeing the bald policeman reluctantly leaving, several neighbors watching nearby gave Fang Mo their thumbs up.

Fang Mo put away his smile, just shook his head slightly, turned around and went back to the house, closing the door.

"Brother Mo! Star Entertainment's new game "Shenmu Galaxy" is about to be released to the public for the whole network. Let's try it again?" A thin young man sat in front of the computer, wrapped in a worn cotton coat, his childish little face was frozen.

He was flushed, his hands were typing on the keyboard crazily, and he asked casually.

Fang Mo frowned and said slowly: "Little Carl, please pay the electricity bill first."

The skinny boy turned around on the computer swivel chair, spread his hands, showed a helpless expression, and said angrily: "Brother Mo! My pocket is cleaner than my face, and I don't even have an overdraft limit on my white card. Please spare me!"

"The countdown to the pure energy storm is about to begin, and the extreme low temperature period is coming. To survive this winter, at least three 30-inch titanium energy balls are needed. A year's ration, 12,000 crystal coins!" Fang Mo was sitting on another table.

Standing in front of the computer, he frowned and glanced at the indoor temperature control display, which showed 0 degrees.

Fang Mo rubbed his hands together and seemed to have made up his mind. The computer chair turned to Karl and asked, "Did you hear anything outside last night?"

Little Carl replied casually while typing on the keyboard: "I heard someone singing last night!"

"I said it was three o'clock in the morning..." Fang Mo added in surprise.

"Yes, three o'clock in the morning..." Little Carl gave a definite answer.

"Singing at three in the morning? Have you ever done that before?" Fang Mo continued to ask.

"Brother Mo! You are not really interested in the murder, are you?" Karl stopped his hands and his expression became serious.

"There's no way. If you don't turn on the temperature control system in fifteen days, you're going to turn into a popsicle! Fight? Or not? It depends!" Fang Mo threw a silver antique coin into the air.

The coin quickly flipped dozens of times in the air and landed firmly on Fang Mo's right palm, revealing the numbered side.

Karl knew that Brother Mo's coin toss was not a question of probability, but a question of necessity, because there were numbers on both sides of his coin, so he asked: "Brother Mo! What do you need me to do? And! How much is the reward?"

"Tell me about last night in detail!" Fang Mo opened the record book on the computer.

"It's very simple! The song is "Freedom", the first theme song of "Galaxy". "Galaxy" will be released in three days! It's the tenth year of Star Entertainment..." Karl gushed when mentioning "Galaxy"

started talking.

"Please tell me what happened last night and don't change the subject! Thank you!" Fang Mo was a little impatient and interrupted Karl.

"Yeah! I sang the first theme song of "The Divine Shepherd Galaxy"! The rest... is gone." Karl's expression was very well-behaved and he didn't say another word of nonsense.

"Is it played by audio equipment or hummed by a real person!" Fang Mo asked the key point.

"The high-definition lossless original version... uh... is played by the audio equipment!" Little Carl instinctively covered his mouth, instinctively realizing that he had said too much.

"Well, your answer is good! It's all the key!" Fang Mo replied in the affirmative while snapping! I found the original high-definition lossless playback link of "Freedom".

Fang Mo clicked the play button with great anticipation.

Boom!

A prompt window pops up——

This song is requested by the copyright owner. To enjoy the full version, please pay one Starry Sky Coin. To listen to it for 30 seconds, please click Continue.

Fang Mo clicked continue without hesitation.

As the song rang, a majestic battlefield scene naturally appeared in Fang Mo's mind.

A heroic spirit emerged spontaneously: "Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the mountains, why should they return their corpses wrapped in horse leather?"

After listening to it in 30 seconds, Fang Mo was still not satisfied. So he had no choice but to open another website: a high-definition and uncensored free massive audio resource network.

Start enjoying the complete bootleg of Freedom.

Fang Mo carefully studied the game introduction and first CG of "Shenmu Galaxy", which is also exciting and full of mystery!

Fang Mo let out a long breath, stood up, took off his windbreaker and suit, put on comfortable casual clothes, and put on the large black windbreaker again. He walked to the two-meter-high mirror at the door, straightened his windbreaker, and said seriously: "

Your brother is going out to do important things. Don’t open the door to strangers. There are still leftovers in the refrigerator, so you can make do with it yourself!"

"Well, I will be careful when the child is alone at home!" Little Carl replied very obediently.

"Tch! You're a kid. You've been in trouble with me more than a dozen times. Damn it!" Fang Mo breathed hot air into his hands, put down a noncommittal sentence, and walked straight out of the room.

Seeing Fang Mo leaving, Karl said angrily: "I've been in trouble more than a dozen times? Isn't it all because of injustice? This murder is not just about money, right?"

Fang Mo braved the sub-zero temperature outside and walked around the three-kilometer radius of the murder scene for two hours. This was not a simple murder, but a family extermination!

Fang Mo glanced at his watch. It was three o'clock sharp, twelve hours had passed since the murder, and he thought to himself: "It's almost time!"

You can go directly to the city along the central road of the shelter. The temperature has reached minus 7 degrees, there are very few pedestrians on the street, and the streets are covered with withered pine cones.

In the extreme weather of pure energy storms and scorching heat and cold, only this kind of coniferous dragon scale pine can survive, and its vitality is extremely tenacious. The pine cones are made into pine cone tea and pine cone wine, which are high quality and low price.

Fang Mo faced the north wind and started jogging with white breath coming from his mouth. A rough estimate showed that it would take about 3 hours to jog from the north area of ​​the shelter to the police district in the city center, and taking a taxi would cost 56 crystal coins.

Hiking and jogging can not only exercise but also save money, killing two birds with one stone. Fang Mo always attaches great importance to improving physical fitness.

When participating in the awakening training next year, the physical fitness test is very critical, and it will also affect the direction of awakening. After becoming an awakener, you will make money much faster. Fang Mo has been looking forward to what kind of abilities he will awaken.

At six o'clock in the evening, Fang Mo arrived in front of the Central Police Station of the Police District on time.

The police station guards are very well-educated. They must be new here, but they don't even know Fang Mo.

Whoosh!

The guard gave Fang Mo a military salute and asked angrily: "Sir! Do you need any help?"

Fang Mo smiled slightly and replied politely: "Dear police officer, I'm looking for William Li from the Criminal Division!"

"William Lee? Sorry! There is no one named William Lee in the Criminal Division!" The guard smiled.

"Oh! It's Officer Li Dayong!" Fang Mo added.

"Okay! Please wait a moment!" The guard raised his watch and dialed a number. After talking to the other party for a few words, he let Fang Mo enter the police station directly.

Fang Mo was familiar with the road and went straight to the Criminal Division on the third floor.

A tall, bald policeman wearing sunglasses was standing at the top of the stairs.

"Fang Mo! Here you go again so soon?" Li Dayong put his hands behind his back and looked alert. He glanced at Fang Mo up and down, as if he wanted to see him through. He didn't expect this kid to chase him to the police station so quickly. Could it be that he wanted to report him?

Own?

"Officer Li! Stop reading, I have clues about the murder case." Fang Mo's tone was relaxed and gentle, full of goodwill, and he directly stated his intention.

"Okay! Please come to the inquiry room!" Li Dayong made an inviting gesture with his right hand.

"Officer Li! It's no fun to say it, 7 o'clock! I'll wait for you at the Yuanhe Tavern?" Fang Mo looked sincere. After all, he had troubled these police officers a lot in the past. Fang Mo knew the law and was extremely astute. He could do it every time.

Get away whole body.

"Okay!" Li Dayong wanted to see what other tricks this kid could do.

In Yuanhe City, at 7 o'clock in winter, the sky is already dark, and the dim street lights are sparsely lit.

There were only a few people in Yuanhe Tavern.

The massacre of families in the North District of the Refuge had a great negative impact on society and caused panic throughout Yuanhe City.

The version widely circulated in the society is that the whole family was bloody beheaded. There seemed to be traces of some kind of ritual sacrifice at the scene. In addition, the temperature was getting lower and lower. If you could curl up at home, you would never go out.

In Yuanhe Tavern, Fang Mo prepared the best dragon scale pine cone wine, blood yak meat, and a plate of mutated salty shrimp shells. They were all excellent dishes to go with wine, and cost a full 160 crystal coins.

There was a sudden sound of brakes, and a police car stopped steadily at the door of the pub without sounding its siren.

Under the dim street lights, Li Dayong's bald head was still shiny, and he was wearing sunglasses even in the dark sky. "I am the most awesome, I am the coolest" was written all over his face.

"Officer Li! Please sit inside!" Fang Mo went out and welcomed Li Dayong into the tavern.
To be continued...