An hour ago, inside the abandoned warehouse.While Bai Quoc was looking for a detective named Do, who used to be a police officer, the others weren't free either because there was still a lot of work for the ASB to do.Not all paintings were found. There are still a few people reported as missing, related to the other artist, but in the paintings that the ASB, there was no surname. Of course, the most likely thing was that the Do took it. However, in case of omission, a large-scale search took place throughout the area. The leader of this search was none other than Thanh Lam. She’s currently in her normal state.- He's been here a few times already! - She told herself.Through her magical power, she sensed the other's presence in the past, the same way she showed Quoc what happened at the diner.Immediately, she was about to call the phone but was hit by a beam of light and it fell from her hand. Everything happened so quickly that Thanh Lam could not react. The person who could do th
At this point, it started to rain. Drops of water ran down Quoc's coat, soaking his whole body. Regardless of the scene, he patiently observed the subject. The lessons at the officer's school and the experiences he had experienced had trained him a lot. The guy could be in the car but outside had a better view. In addition, the feeling of getting wet in the rain helped him think better about the story of the police officer who gave up his police uniform.- Looks like the warehouse in front is where we need to look. – Dr. Sang said. – Are you still thinking about Ba Do?- Why did he give up his job as a police officer? Before, when we met, that person still had absolute faith in the police force. - Quoc asked.- What happened to push a soldier down that path?- When you officially enter the force, you will know more. Even so, he still had to stay steadfast in his goal. That's what a people's policeman should do. - Dr. Sang's voice echoes with the sound of rainwater. It made Quoc think
Police Academy, three years ago.A day at the People's Police Academy was not easy, even after being here for a year. The discipline here and the military were the same. At five o'clock in the morning, all practitioners must get up to do personal hygiene. All those must go down to the gym to exercise, including jogging, no matter how they felt. Only those with serious medical conditions certified by a doctor were exempt from this.- I’m so tired! - A trainee lamented.- Sleepy! - Another trainee spoke up.Seeing the first-year students who were not used to waking up so early, lamenting running, Quoc knew how much he had changed when he entered this place. He had almost gotten used to life here, so he didn't feel the slightest bit of discomfort.Then, at six-thirty in the morning, Quoc began to wear the green uniform of a police soldier, fastening his shoelaces. This process must be carried out quickly but also carefully to maintain the dignity of the policeman.He then took his bag an
At present, Dinh Bai Quoc was driving at full speed on the road. Fortunately, there were police lights on the car, so everyone got out of the way, and there was no way that he was stopped by a colleague in traffic because he was speeding. The road to the painting studio seemed to stretch on forever. The guy's current mood was also quite complicated.On the one hand, he was afraid that something would happen to the girl he knew as a child. On the other hand, he was afraid that Lam's personality would do something unthinkable. Everyone did not seem to care, but everyone was touching the holster as Lam switched to the other personality. The anxiety that was once great, was now much bigger.Fortunately, Quoc rushed in just in time. Right now, he could feel goosebumps from the future policewoman. Perhaps Thanh Lam could solve everything easily, but the guy wanted to solve this problem himself. Thus, he, in his normal clothes, threw his kick straight at the monster.- Just in time, Comrade
The base of the Abnormal Security Bureau in Ho Chi Minh City.Right now, Quoc was reading the file of another “A.O”. He did not know how many such things existed in the territory of Vietnam. Probably, each type had different properties. Nothing was the same. It seemed that the responsibility of the ASB was much greater than the young man thought.Item code: A.O 105 (Transforming Bug)Danger level: Fairly high.Containment Level: Difficult.Description: Anomaly 105, which is a species of bug that is determined not to be native to Earth. They first appeared about ten years ago. Most often takes the form of a worm combined with a machine with two limbs standing upright like a human.One of the bugs' unusual properties is their ability to mimic humans and even dress them up by creating a special type of silk. Mimics are usually killed. There are also records of some subjects cooperating with Anomalies.Creatures in their normal state or disguised as humans can still eat and excrete human
Currently, Bai Quoc and Thanh Lam were standing where someone was missing. From the outside, it looked like a normal painting studio, nothing more nothing less. However, nearly everyone in that haunted video has been here at least once. One or two people could be a coincidence, but dozens of people made it a real problem here.- Can you feel anything? – Bai Quoc asked. – Something like magic or something like that?- Things are not like in the movies you usually see. - Thanh Lam said. –Basically, I feel a bit of dark magic in this place, but that much alone is inconclusive.- Then let's go into the investigation. - Quoc said.Just like that, without wasting any time observing, the two quickly came face to face with a painter. With papers in hand, they easily obtained his cooperation.Talking about the painter, he had a face with a characteristic protruding tooth that makes him look like a chipmunk. The head was half bald, revealing a high forehead. This person wore a white t-shirt wit
Chapter 8: The case of missing girls (part 1)At this moment, Dong Hoa was talking to an important person while Thanh Lam and Bai Quoc were eavesdropping. All conversations were done through the online chat system. The reason was also the becthate person on the other end of the line is in the capital Hanoi. This was also a normal conversation, at least with the ASB, the supernatural agency of the Ministry of Public Security.- Thank you for your support to create more transformation systems. - On the other end of the line, the Minister of Public Security, Vo Quoc Hung, a member of the Politburo, was speaking extremely politely. Because it was in speaker mode, he wasn't the only one who could hear it.- Yes, I only do what I can, comrade. After all, the creators of the first and second transformation devices were different. It also has support from General Department X. - Dong Hoa said. – Most importantly, it is the way witnesses are handled.Anyway, this had become a habit. Witnesses
Looking at the scene in front of him, amidst the continuous firing of bullets, Quoc was in a daze for a moment. He was not afraid to fight or face his enemies. What he was afraid of was not being able to protect innocent people as a member of the people's police. What happened to Khoa and his sister proved that there was nothing Quoc could do to help others. He’s still just a useless guy.- So… the boy name Tuan… has lost his way… - He said.At this point, when human life had been killed by it, there was probably no way to bring that child back. Bai Quoc was unwilling when this was just an innocent child. It was like the old you, treated like toys by things beyond human comprehension in their sick pleasures.- There is still a way to save the boy. - Thanh Lam said and sat down, opened the suitcase she brought.Inside it was what looked like a bracelet and a card. This was the same thing she had taken from the monster under the manhole a few days ago.- The Transformation Bracelet and
Four years ago, the people's police academy.Over time, Quoc and many others got used to the school's discipline. Those who couldn't stand it all withdrew. Relationships and money do not help much when the most comfortable level was also torture for young men accustomed to the free lifestyle of the outside world. As for the highest level, no one dared to imagine, not even the third and fourth years.In addition, the long period also meant that he and many others could no longer use unfamiliar excuses to avoid subjects. It was not easy to miss a class here. Even if there was a good reason, it was still investigated in the same detail. The consequences of trying to avoid class at the police school were very serious.Currently, all of them are wearing white T-shirts, preparing for a new subject. It must be said that this is real torture when they just run and exercise in the morning but only rest for a few minutes. Many trainees were quite tired when they were suddenly woken up yesterday