Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 297 Fun Games
"——Who hired you to kill that family?"

"Haha!" The man first took a deep breath greedily, then hurriedly said: "What?! At least tell me what you are talking about-"

"Are you still going to play this kind of trick on me?"

Song Shi said: "Then you can die now."

Feeling the steel-like fingers exerting force again, the man had no doubt that the other party could easily crush his throat.

"Wait!" The man's face changed drastically, and he immediately changed his words: "Yes, it's me! I hired him!"

“It’s you! It’s you—!”

The moment he heard these words, the young man who had knocked over the furniture and fell to the ground, his eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed forward again, roaring: "You——!"

Song Shi glanced at the latter, and in an instant, a strong gravitational field pressed down, pressing the other person who had just stood up back to the ground.

Then, a sound silence field was opened, blocking the opponent's roar.

"I'm here now, do you think I don't know that you hired the murderer?" Song Shi turned his gaze back to the man and said word by word: "——I mean, who hired you?"

The man's expression changed wildly. He suddenly fell to his knees and begged for mercy, "I can't say it! I really can't say it! If I say it, I will die anyway!"

A deep, dark flame suddenly burst forth, engulfing the man.

In the next moment, these "flames of disaster" disappeared completely, as if what just happened was just an illusion.

However, in just a moment, the man was sweating profusely, his expression was dazed, and there was obvious fear in the depths of his pupils.

At that moment, he felt as if his consciousness was being torn apart, or rather, being "crushed"! It was a torture even more severe than the physical pain!

"What happens after I say it is death?"

With sweat all over his face, the man subconsciously raised his head and saw the young man in front of him speaking calmly.

"I am a psyker of the 'Consensus' order. You know what that means."

The other party was looking down at him, with dark flames swirling around him, looming: "This is the 'Red Lotus Karma Fire', fueled by sin. Believe me, when you experience the torment of eternal damnation, you will want to die more than ever before."

He spoke each word carefully: "——I promise."

Maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a long time later.

When the man finally realized that no one had come to save his life until now, he was afraid that the "monitoring network" had been temporarily blocked by the other party in some way.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: ".He Family."

"Xiyuan He."

Song Shi nodded, his expression unchanged: "Yeah, pretty much what I thought. OK, is there anything else you want to say?"

The man was shocked and his voice suddenly rose: "Wait! We can cooperate! From inside and outside! You alone can never--"

"It sounds good, but I don't need it."

Song Shi shook his head: "Have a nice journey."

With a "bang", the flames rose again, completely engulfing the man and burning his prosthesis, and in an instant they turned into shallow embers on the floor.

Then, Song Shi turned around and looked at the young man who was still pressed to the ground.

The latter looked to be in his early twenties. Under his loose coat were two bionic-looking prosthetic limbs that looked no different from those of a natural human. The exposed parts were covered with gloves. The black pupils of his eyes, which had been replaced with prosthetic eyes, were staring at him intently. He clenched his teeth and tried his best to move.

Song Shi sighed and asked Lapis Lazuli to release the gravity field.

"Don't move or shout, or I'll press you down again." Song Shi sat on the sofa opposite: "You heard what I said just now."

Perhaps it was because a series of events happened too quickly and brought too much impact, the young man's Adam's apple bulged and the five mechanical fingers wrapped in the gloves clicked, but he took a deep breath, calmed his emotions a little, and did not make any big movements.

"Who are you."

While speaking in a hoarse voice, the other party's eyes kept looking at the ashes.

"It's enough for me to know who you are, Lu Yun." Song Shi said, "You saw it, it was this hired person who drove drunk at night and hit and killed your whole family."

The young man, no, "Lu Yun"'s expression instantly became distorted. He gritted his teeth, making a crackling sound, and his whole body was shaking.

He suppressed his voice and made it sound clear: "He just said. He Shi..."

"Yes, it's the He family you were thinking of. They are a fourth-class family, the Xiyuan He family. You are a local, so you should be more familiar with this name than I am."

The Donglu Republic has 19 counties under its jurisdiction, Fangquan is one of them, and Xiyuan is an area within Fangquan County.

As a native of Fangquan, Lu Yun certainly knew this name!
Although the He family is not as good as the third-class family "Fangquan Zhao Family" from which the current Fangquan County Magistrate is descended, they are only second to him. In Fangquan County, they are still ordinary citizens - "heavenly people" that "eighth-class people" like himself can't even look up to!
But because of this, don't say anything offensive, I have never come into contact with anyone related to "Xiyuan He's"! Why.
“Because it’s interesting.”

Song Shi looked at the other person and said calmly, "I'm tired of playing with women. I've reached my limit of eating and drinking. No matter how bizarre the scenery on the virtual network is, it's fake after all. It's not down-to-earth enough. I can't get the higher-end gameplay at my level. So the only people I can play with are people."

"Let me ask you this: after your whole family was killed, you 'accidentally' found out that someone hired a killer, and then you managed to find a set of illegal prosthetics on the black market within a month, and transformed yourself from a college student into a master of fighting, and you haven't been caught yet. Do you think it's possible?"

Lu Yun was stunned for a moment.

These days, after a series of mistakes, he occasionally thought about these things at night, but his revenge was not yet taken.
"Forget it, you'd better stop thinking about it. If you keep thinking about it, I'm afraid your head will explode."

Song Shi took out a reagent and a vacuum injection pump from the necklace, or more precisely, the lapis lazuli storage compartment, and threw them over: "You stuffed yourself with so many prosthetics in a short period of time, and your cyberpsychosis is at least in the middle stage. Don't you find that your mind has been a bit fuzzy recently? Or irritable and angry?"

"Anyway, give yourself an injection first. It's a best-selling product from Jade Pharmaceuticals. It has a good inhibitory effect."

In a daze and numbness, Lu Yun subconsciously took it and gave himself an injection.

After a dozen breaths, he suddenly found that his dizzy brain seemed to be lighter?
"Well, I found out who it is." Song Shi browsed the data tablet. Lapis Lazuli was exerting great strength, and lines of messages popped up automatically on it: "He Haowen, deputy district chief of Guqiu District, Sanqiu City."

"Wait! I've never seen or heard of him!" Lu Yun suddenly growled, "And how could he! Plan my actions completely!"

"Even if he is not from the He family's direct lineage, but only from a side branch, he still has the status of 'fifth class', far above you. The higher the status, the higher the authority over the monitoring network."

Song Shi shook his head: "A few coincidental restaurant information push notifications that match your psychological profile can determine your thoughts on lunch with a high probability. He really can't control every one of your actions, but with the guidance of the monitoring network, your overall direction of action will not change."

"By the way, you have secretly installed a prosthetic body, and you have not been arrested by the 'Monitoring Network' yet. It was also because of him who helped cover it up."

Song Shi slid the data tablet and browsed the information: "Normally speaking, your revenge clues will only end at this underground middleman, and you will be discovered by the monitoring network when you are about to take revenge on him, and arrested by the police who rushed over, and charged with crimes such as illegally installing prosthetics and intentional injury, thrown into prison, and executed later."

"Finally, Ho Ho Man will show up and visit you in prison, revealing that he is the real murderer behind the scenes. I appreciate your expression at that moment, and you probably think it's very interesting. This is also an old trick of this gang. But don't worry, I will cover it up for you temporarily, although it won't last too long..."

"——Okay, it's over."

Song Shi turned off the tablet and finally raised his head: "I've read almost everything."

"I... I..." Lu Yun was stunned, angry and sad. Suddenly, he knelt down on the ground: "I... I want revenge! Please teach me what to do!"

In just a few breaths, Lu Yun's forehead was broken, the flesh was rotten, and blood splattered. However, he didn't care at all. With tears streaming down his face, he said nothing and just kowtowed vigorously, more and more violently.

Song Shi tilted his head and looked at him for a few seconds.

Then a palm chopped down and hit the back of the neck. Lu Yun only had time to groan before his body fell limply.

"How long will it take for He Haowen to notice that something is wrong here?"

"Forty minutes." Lapis Lazuli answered cautiously: "If the situation is urgent, I can extend the shielding for another fifteen minutes, but then the counterattack of the 'Monitoring Network' will increase significantly, and I may..."

"That'll be forty minutes."

Song Shi stood up and said, "Let's act separately. You take this guy to the suburbs and wait for me in a safe and secluded place. Hehe, I am always punctual."

"it is good."

The necklace peeled off spontaneously, and the lapis lazuli turned into a suction cup, sticking to the arms of the lying Lu Yun, taking over the prosthesis and increasing the gravity, forcibly propping the man up.

"Isn't that too much? Can't you ask me what I'm going to do?"

"Okay, what are you going to do?"

Song Shi walked into the bedroom, opened the closet, thought for a moment, took out a gray coat, put it on himself, and picked up a fisherman's hat next to it.

So the young man put on his hat, walked across the messy floor, picked up the black umbrella hanging in front of the door, and walked into the thousands of rain lines outside the house.

"kill."

(End of this chapter)