Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 175 The Hand of God 28
They have identified all the models in the sand table, but have not yet found the model of the girl.

Zheng Yan guessed: "She should be the next victim. Technical team, check her identity."

The technical team acted quickly and diligently copied all the characters saved in the 3D modeling software, comparing them one by one with the models in the sand table.

Others were also busy collecting evidence, and the sound of taking photos was constant.

Tan Jia sat in front of the computer, kneading the dough figurines. While clicking the mouse, she thought to herself that Yan Shulin's sandbox game was quite similar to her "murder scene" series of dough figurines.

Currently, her dough sculptures can only showcase key elements. However, if those difficult-to-create scenes could be 3D printed, her "Crime Scene" would definitely be more vivid and realistic.

She tapped and tapped, and opened what seemed to be a game app. The little figure on the screen had a familiar face.

She squinted at it, then clicked to start the game.

Zheng Yan and his team were still analyzing the case in front of the sand table. He said to Tan Ming, "There are more than a dozen people. It will take a long time to investigate them one by one. We also have to consider the possibility that the system cannot find their identities. Even if we can find out, we will not know who has been in trouble and who has not. It will be difficult to save those who may not have been in trouble in time."

Tan Ming: "Perhaps it's hidden in these symbols and numbers, but we can't decipher it for now. We still need to bring Yan Shulin back and let him confess himself."

He picked up the model of the twins and found a card under the model of the Chiang family with a slightly familiar symbol drawn on it.

“I feel like I’ve seen this symbol somewhere before…” He took out his phone and started searching. “ANKH, Anka, represents life. In Yu-Gi-Oh! cards, it’s called Monster Resurrection, which allows you to exchange monsters from your opponent and revive them on your own battlefield.”

Zheng Yan, a middle-aged man who had been away from childhood for too long, asked in a puzzled tone, "What do you mean?"

"You can think of it as an exchange of killings, or a reversal of roles," the explanation came from the other side.

They paused, their gazes turning to Tan Jia, who had spoken.

"It means that in the battle against their parents, the twins, who were destined to lose with an attack power of 100 and a defense power of 200, have transformed into the victors," Tan Jia said, turning his chair toward them. "Yan Shulin really believes in the idea that the world is a virtual program. He set these people as NPCs in a simulation software, set their initial values ​​and trigger conditions, and running the game allows you to see how these people develop."

She turned the computer screen slightly away and restarted the software.

A few minutes later, Zheng Yan was shocked by this mysterious technological development: "In the game, Huang Yilin killed Zou Yuxuan, although not with fire. Kuang Fan was arrested and imprisoned for causing the patient's death, and the twins were adopted by someone else..."

Tan Ming was also surprised: "The ending in the game is highly consistent with reality. Is it really possible to achieve this simply by setting up a program and inputting some initial conditions?"

He also began to doubt the theory of evolution. Yan Shulin had essentially created a programmed world of his own. By publishing this program, he was sure that more people would believe the idea that "the world is a virtual program."

The impact was too great; their clear eyes revealed bewilderment, along with a hint of admiration for Yan Shulin's formidable abilities.

Zheng Yan muttered, "My impression of high-tech games is still stuck on Monopoly."

"...That's too long ago."

Tan Jia was a bit speechless: "Moreover, this software was not designed and developed from scratch by Yan Shulin alone. Not long after AI became popular, our country developed a large-scale social simulator. A new version was just released this year, which constructs some characters with human-like minds, gives them cognitive abilities, emotions and personalities, and they can socialize on their own, and can also shop and work according to their own preferences."

"The software can also accurately simulate the real-world social environment, traffic conditions, and urban infrastructure. Now the simulator can be used to simulate the spread of public opinion, predict traffic conditions, and simulate crisis warnings. It is said to be very useful."

Zheng Yan: "...So high-tech? So Yan Shulin wanted to test whether the behavior of the characters in the software was really the same as that of real people, so he set up some accidents... Yes, these accidents can bring out the most distinctive personality traits of those people, it's like, like..."

"Like using relatively extreme values ​​to verify whether a mathematical equation holds true," Tan Jia continued.

“Young people’s minds work so fast.” Zheng Yan looked at her with that admiring gaze, as if she were a promising successor, pushed Tan Ming aside, and patted her on the shoulder. Tan Ming rolled her eyes and walked to the side to call Xiao Chen.

"Have you found out the route Yan Shulin took?"

Xiao Chen: "We found out that he went to Yulin Road, but we still don't know where he was going."

Tan Ming pondered for a few seconds and told him what he had found in the room, saying, "It is said that he doesn't like to go out much and spends a lot of time on this social simulator and sandbox game every day. I guess most of the time he goes out is related to cases, such as appearing with the girl who jumped off the building three years ago and guiding the media to the scene, appearing with the Jiang couple to recommend the Nagins box, and appearing at Kuang Fan's clinic to observe the twins. You can check if anything unusual is happening around you."

Xiao Chen first exclaimed "I'm so glad!" three times, echoing Zheng Yan's sentiments about technological advancements, before hanging up the phone.

A dozen minutes later, Xiao Chen called back, and there was panting and noise from a crowd on the other end.

"We've spotted him! There's someone chasing people with a knife, come quick!"

Zheng Yan left some people at Yan's house to continue packing evidence, and then led the others to provide emergency support to Xiao Chen.

When they arrived, there was blood on the street, and the police were busy evacuating the crowd and setting up a cordon that was more than ten meters long.

In the middle of the open space stood a middle-aged man, his expression crazed and his eyes bloodshot, wildly waving a machete and shouting things like, "If you don't let me live, I'll take you down with me."

The man who was slashed was also middle-aged. He lay on the ground groaning in pain, his white shirt stained with blood.

Xiao Chen stood between the two men, trying his best to persuade them, ready to pounce on them and snatch the machete at any moment.

“Their faces appeared in the sand table model,” Tan Ming said in a low voice, guessing, “It looks like a story of a worker killing his boss in a fit of rage after failing to get his wages.”

Tan Jia nodded in agreement, his gaze sweeping through the crowd, trying to find Yan Shulin's whereabouts.

The next second, she saw a tall, thin figure walking away against the flow of people with his head down.

"I saw him, over there at the zebra crossing!"

She pushed through the crowd and ran towards that direction, while Tan Ming and Zheng Yan surrounded her from another direction.

Yan Shulin seemed to have noticed, glanced back quickly, and then started running. Fortunately, he was physically weak, so his speed was not too fast.

With many cars blocking the road, Tan Jia's speed was slowed down, and Tan Ming ended up in the lead. He shouted loudly not to move, approached Yan Shulin, and reached out to grab him, but unexpectedly Yan Shulin suddenly produced a knife and swung it at him from the side.

Blood gushed out immediately.

Tan Jia opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Brother!"

Without stopping, she used one hand to brace herself against the hood of the car in front of her and leaped forward, chasing after Yan Shulin and pinning him down. Seeing that he was still trying to stab someone with his knife, she grabbed his wrist and twisted it sharply to the right.

The knife clattered to the ground and she kicked it away.

"Stay still and don't move!"

(End of this chapter)