mtl008 Chapter 512 I'm Sorry, I Can't Tell You!
Chapter 512 I'm Sorry, I Can't Tell You!
"I just contacted the TV station's technical department," Police Chief Qian's voice trembled, coming from the receiver. "They said there's no sign of editing in every frame of the video. Even stranger, the Meteorological Bureau just called and reported that the city's real-time temperature has dropped to -28 degrees Celsius. Satellite images show that this entire area of our city looks like it's been stuffed into a tank of liquid nitrogen!"
boom--!
Suddenly, there was a sharp explosion outside the window.
Deputy Mayor Liu turned his head suddenly and saw that the glass curtain wall of the city government building was cracking in the shape of a spider web. The cold wave of nearly 30 degrees below zero was like an invisible giant hand, twisting the copper pipe of the air conditioner outdoor unit into a spiral.
The secretary stumbled in, his hair covered in frost. "Mayor! Water pipes are freezing and bursting, electrical shorts are happening all over the city, and there are over twenty pileups on the highway!"
At the same time, the Internet was already boiling with excitement.
The reading volume of the topic "Ice and snow maniac appears in hospital" has already exceeded 1 billion. In the short videos uploaded by countless citizens, the mineral water bottles on the supermarket shelves were collectively exploded into ice chips, and the electric cars were drifting out of control on the ice.
At this time, Director Qian's phone rang again.
This time it was an emergency meeting notice from the Provincial Public Security Department. During the video call, several senior executives had solemn expressions.
When they saw the real-time surveillance on the top floor of the hospital, a white-haired old leader was so excited that he couldn't help but exclaimed:
"I've lived for most of my life, and only today do I fully believe that supernatural things really do happen in this world. If we can perform an autopsy on him, perhaps we will discover even more mysteries."
When the others heard him say this, everyone had a very strange expression on their face.
At this time, the old leader also noticed that everyone was looking at him with a strange look.
So he spoke again: "Why are you looking at me like that? Is what I said wrong?"
"Yes, yes, you are absolutely right, old leader. After all, this is the only person with supernatural powers we have discovered so far, so we must capture him and study him thoroughly."
"Yes, that's right..."
At this moment, in an attic, the young man with messy hair saw Lin Feng in a hospital gown and holding the Judgment Blade in the video, and he jumped out of bed in shock.
"How...how could this happen? He shouldn't be here. He shouldn't be here."
The young man with messy hair dug his nails deep into his palms, and his pale face was reflected on the phone screen.
Then he suddenly remembered something, stumbled to the computer, opened the laptop, and looked at the lines of text on it with rapid breathing, muttering:
"How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this."
At this moment, there was a knock on the door downstairs, followed by the voice of the mother of the boy with messy hair and the voice of the bearded police officer.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Hello, we are from the police department. We need your son to assist us with some matters."
"Oh, then come in."
Then the boy with messy hair heard the sound of someone coming upstairs.
Why are people from the police station here? Did they discover something?
dong dong dong——!
Just as the young man with messy hair was thinking about this, there was a knock on the door: "Xiao Feng, please open the door quickly. Someone from the police station needs to verify some information with you."
"Oh, here we come."
The young man with the messy hair responded, closed his laptop, opened the door, looked at the bearded police officer standing at the door, and said with a somewhat evasive look:
"What's the matter with you?"
Seeing the appearance of the young man with messy hair, the bearded police officer immediately noticed something was wrong.
So the bearded officer said with a deliberately serious expression, "I guess you should have seen the short video, right, Lin Feng?"
"Yeah, I saw it."
The young man with messy hair, who was called Lin Feng by the bearded police officer, nodded.
"The Lin Feng in the video wants to see you, so you have to come with us."
"Okay, but can I bring my laptop?"
"of course can."
At the same time, Lin Feng, who was still on the roof of the ward, was smoking a cigarette, looking at his watch, and watching the time pass by.
The bearded officer who brought the messy-haired Lin Feng back to the hospital threw him directly into a room. He checked his watch and saw that there was only half an hour left. He got straight to the point and said,
"Tell me, what exactly is going on?"
Unexpectedly, Lin Feng, with his messy hair, shrugged and said to the bearded officer, "I'm sorry, I can't tell you."
"What did you say?" The bearded police officer glared at Lin Feng, who had a messy hair.
Lin Feng, who had a messy hair, probably hadn’t washed his hair for a long time. He scratched his messy hair and said, “If I tell you, he will definitely kill me.”
"How could that be? We're the only ones here now, how would he know?"
"Because he has a power called telepathy."
The bearded officer stared at Lin Feng, his hair messy, with bloodshot eyes, and asked, "How do you know he has this ability? What is it used for?"
"I'm sorry, I can't tell you."
"Your mother..." The bearded police officer grabbed the man with the chicken hair by the collar, as if he were holding a chick. "Do you know how much damage our city has suffered because of him?"
But Lin Feng, with his chicken-coop hair, looked nonchalant: "He's already quite merciful."
"What did you say..." The bearded police officer was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly changed the subject and said, "If you say that, then you know him very well, don't you?"
"Yes, he knows it better than he does himself."
"Then tell me, what kind of person is he?"
"Okay, but could you please let go of your hands first?"
When the bearded officer heard what Lin Feng, the man with the chicken-coop hair, said, he had no choice but to let go of his hand: "Okay, go ahead."
"He's both good and evil, lustful, suspicious, cautious, and good at oral sex. Anyway, he's a very diverse person, and..."
"Well, wait a moment."
But before Lin Feng, with the messy hair, could finish his words, the bearded police officer immediately interrupted him.
Lin Feng, with his chicken-coop hair, asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"He's both good and evil. I can understand being lustful, but what the hell is good at blowjobs?"
"Love to deceive people, love to trick people, what else do you think it means?"
When the bearded police officer heard that Lin Feng, the chicken-coop-haired man, would actually say this, he was stunned for two seconds before speaking again:
"Then can you tell me why both you and he are called Lin Feng?"
"Because I gave him his name, so he and I have the same name."
"You...you named him that? How is that possible?"
"Why is this impossible? You don't have much time left. If you really want to solve the problem, you'd better take me with you. Otherwise, the consequences will be very serious. After all, you have all seen his strength, right?"
Upon hearing this, the bearded police officer began to examine the young man with messy hair again, and found that he seemed to be a completely different person from before...