If the space is infinite and the distribution of matter is uniform enough over a large size, then even the most unlikely thing will inevitably happen "somewhere".

According to this theory, there should be infinitely many planets, and there may also be infinitely many people with the same appearance, name, and memory on those planets.

If countless areas that are consistent with the size of the universe we can observe do exist, then any possible cosmic history will actually exist.

This is the so-called parallel universe theory.

The story we will see next takes place in a universe similar to the universe we live in but not exactly the same.

There, there is also a planet called "Earth"; that planet also has a population of billions and an ancient history that is very similar to ours.

However, by the end of the twentieth century, the historical direction of that earth had diverged from our world.

A family called "Wittstock" rose on this planet, banning the concept of "state" and establishing a unified earth empire.

This empire has experienced glory, and like all dynasties, it gradually became corrupt from the inside and was eventually destroyed in the dust of history.

By 2102, taking the opportunity of "a certain event", the rule of the empire collapsed overnight, and the era of "Earth Federation" came.

In this way, more than a century passed.

Our story begins in 2218 under the federal rule.

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2218, November 25, 18:36 pm.

A police motorcycle parked in front of a building in the suburbs of Linyi City.

After the car stopped, a young man about 1.8 meters tall and strong, rolled over from the car. While watching the door of the building in front of him, he had printed his fingerprint on the touch screen of the motorcycle's operating panel and turned off the engine.

This person, named Che Wuchen, is a "Federal Security Inspector".

Although there is the word "public security" in his position, the inspector is not a policeman, and he is not under the jurisdiction of the police station.

The inspector is a senior agent affiliated to the "FCPS, or the Federal Committee of Public Security". By "level", he is the same as the deputy bureau-level police officers in most areas; by "authority", the inspector has various powers to "do cheaply".

In addition to the federal government's directly under the jurisdiction of cities, inspectors can requisition police and general citizens' resources in any city or region around the world to assist in solving cases. Anyone who does not cooperate can "obstruct official duties" and hold them accountable afterwards.

At present, Che Wuchen has recruited a local policeman's motorcycle and came to this place.

In fact... he doesn't come because the "case" in front of him is not what he should be in charge.

A week ago, Che Wuchen had just finished a years-long undercover operation and made great contributions. In order to reward him and give him a fixed process of "psychological assessment" and "loyalty investigation", Shangfeng arranged for him to go back to his hometown to enjoy a paid vacation.

Che Wuchen naturally had no objection to this.

Today, he went to the designated psychologist to be evaluated according to the schedule; when he came out of the clinic, he happened to see a police officer copying a ticket to his car.

Che Wuchen knew that the time limit for the parking timer must have passed, and he didn't want to reveal his identity to make the police officer embarrassed, so he went over and chatted with the other party for a few casual words, trying to cooperate with the other party to finish the business, and then left after receiving the ticket.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the policeman stopped on the police motorcycle next to him and a communication came. The general content was: I have received a report that a murder occurred in the "Youth Behavior Correction Center" located at No. XX Road, suburbs. The specific situation is unknown, and no one answered the call back. Please ask the nearby policeman XX to check as soon as possible.

This is obviously a targeted communication sent to individuals, not a broadcast, because there is a designated police officer to go there.

However, after hearing the notice, the policeman's reaction was surprisingly calm. He just walked to the motorcycle, picked up the communicator, responded to "received", and then continued to slowly copy the ticket.

Seeing this, Che Wuchen was a little confused; although he had not returned to his hometown for many years, the "correction center" is quite famous throughout Long County, and Che Wuchen has seen reports about it in the media more than once.

So, out of curiosity, he took advantage of the chat and asked a few more questions.

The policeman's answer was: "Hi~ That place, it's at least once or twice a week on average. Every time it sounds serious, he always says he's murdered, but in fact it's nothing. Every time he's a little devil locked up inside reports, and when they come into contact with the phone or cell phone, they call the police and call the police for help.

"The police officers in our jurisdiction know that when they go, they will go through a formality. Call the children who called the police out to ask questions. They are not injured, and they are still shouting that we should arrest people. Who should we arrest? Arrest them and call them fake police? Find their parents... I have tried it before. When the parents came, they said that the children had problems and played games online and broke their brains, so they sent them in for correction. They told us not to believe the children's words..."

When he said this, Che Wuchen reached into his shirt pocket, took out his "real certificate" and interrupted, "Don't copy, the driver's license and license plate are all fake." He paused and showed his FCPS agent certificate to the other party, "This is the real one."

After seeing the ID, the policeman was stunned for five seconds before he hesitating: "Sir... Sir!"

He was about to stand at attention and salute him, but Che Wuchen raised his hand to stop him. The next second, Che Wuchen took away the policeman's gun holster in half a second with a quick action, turned around and walked towards the police motorcycle not far away: "I want to requisition your car and gun now, thank you for your cooperation."

Twenty seconds later, before the policeman recovered from the shock, Che Wuchen had already taken the other party's gun and drove away on the other party's motorcycle.

In less than ten minutes, he speeded all the way to the "Sunshine Youth Behavior Correction Center" located in the suburbs of Linyi City.

From the appearance of the building alone, it can be seen that this place has been open for many years: the white painted wall is yellow and gray; the gate is made of electric iron fences from the last century, and the material has rusted and discolored; even the wire mesh on the surrounding walls has rusted to black and brown.

However, the big sign on the front of the building is relatively new, and it seems that it has just been replaced in recent years; the supporting facilities of the parking lot are also very advanced. From a distance, you can also see several expensive cars parked inside.

Che Wuchen stood at the gate and observed for a few seconds, thought for a few seconds, and then he walked straight in.

He did not go to communicate with the concierge because there was no one there, and the gate was open at this time.

Even ordinary people will feel that this situation is somewhat abnormal... not to mention inspectors like Che Wuchen.

Years of case handling experience and rigorous training are like two fingers. As long as there is a dangerous breath nearby, they will immediately start twisting a clockwork called "Warning" to tighten Che Wuchen's nerves.

Before he could enter the main entrance of the building, Che Wuchen's hand had already touched the pocket on the right side of the shirt and held the gun he had taken from the policeman before.

Federal police officers' cars, guns, I-PEN and other supporting equipment are all activated with fingerprints or iris, and electronic records will be left every time they are used. In special or emergency situations, police officers can use equipment from other police officers of the same level as themselves or lower than themselves, but after use, they must write a relevant report to explain the reason for use, and the original owner of the item needs to be confirmed through digital signature.

However, the inspectors are not subject to this restriction. The fingerprint and iris of each federal security inspector can activate the public and private electronic equipment of police officers below the deputy bureau level (including the deputy bureau level) and all ordinary citizens. Although this will leave records, these records can only be decoded within the FCPS and will not be disclosed to the grandfather... It depends on the situation.

This is the meaning of "level" and "authority". In this highly informatized world under the rule of the federal government, these two things can be said to be the main weight for establishing people's degree of freedom in society and their self-worth.

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When Che Wuchen walked to the main entrance, the sensing door on the first floor of the building opened on its own. As the two door panels moved away to the sides, a corridor came into his eyes.

The corridor itself is nothing special. The floor is covered with light-colored tiles, the walls are painted with white and light blue on the top and light blue on the bottom, and the ceiling is filled with embedded fluorescent lights, emitting white light.

But at this moment, the scene in the corridor was a little scary.

When Che Wuchen looked over, he saw three corpses, at least he initially determined that they were three.

The three people died in the death of three people, and they fell into the blood of the three pools.

It is said to be blood, but in fact it is not "water", it is more like a "slurry" with thickening. To be a metaphor, it is probably to throw the entire living person and clothes into a broken wall cooking machine, first go for a "high-speed broken wall", then a "middle-layer whipping", followed by "cooking outside and stewing inside", and finally, you get a pool of mixed substances such as skin, muscle, fat, organs, bones, clothing fibers, etc.... uniform, viscous, thick, and colorful brine.

"Is the 'ability' person?" Che Wuchen only thought for a few seconds before making this judgment in his mind.

He was also a senior agent of the federal government, and various high-tech weapons that far exceed civilian technology were not new in his eyes. Although it could turn people into such a vague thing... the Federation is not without it, but as far as he knows, the equipment is still in the research and development stage; and the machine is very large, so large that it must be disassembled and loaded into several containers before it can be transported, so it cannot be used here.

Therefore, he quickly ruled out the idea of ​​"killing with devices"; and he naturally would not consider the absurd assumption that "the murderer threw these three people into a giant wall breaker and then sprinkled them into the corridor."

To sum up, the rest he could think of was undoubtedly a "superpower" to turn people into such a method.

"Hu..." After adjusting his breathing slightly, Che Wuchen simply took out his gun from his pocket, held it flat in front of him, and walked into the main entrance.

He pushed forward alertly and thought, "The faults on the necks of the three people are very flat. The murderer obviously left his head on purpose, but... why?"

Thinking of this, a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

Because what instantly came to his mind were the following possibilities:

First, the murderer wanted the first person who came to the scene to understand immediately that these people on the ground were dead, not overturned soup or something else.

Secondly, the murderer may have left his head because he wanted the police to more conveniently identify the deceased, so he left his head; combined with the previous article, it shows that the murderer is not only not afraid of the police's intervention, but also has a tendency to play with the police.
Chapter completed!