Xiang Kun was indeed very curious about the progress of the police investigation into Guo Tianxiang. He wanted to know what case they were investigating, whether they had discovered any abnormalities in Guo Tianxiang's body, or whether they had found out his previous identity.
If we had Guo Tianxiang's real identity information and his identity before the mutation, it could help Xiang Kun better find the reason for his mutation.
However, this should never put you under police surveillance. Making a false report carries too many risks and is not advisable.
After pondering for a while, Xiang Kun decided to take a compromise. He walked slowly along the wall outside the Municipal Bureau, looking down at his phone, just like an ordinary pedestrian.
Relying on his powerful hearing, Xiang Kun did hear many voices inside the Municipal Bureau. Then, using the ball attached to the back of the Passat to locate it, he began searching the target location. However, he did not hear the voices of the two plainclothes officers who had been sitting in the Passat monitoring Guo Tianxiang's clinic, nor did he hear any other information about Guo Tianxiang's case.
Xiang Kun wasn't too surprised by this, since police stations have been specially equipped with soundproofing materials in places like interrogation rooms and meeting rooms during renovations, so sound doesn't easily escape.
Moreover, Xiang Kun is currently quite far away, and there are various noises interfering with the conversation, making it difficult to distinguish which of those faint sound sources are what one needs without precise location.
Xiang Kun walked around the perimeter wall of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and then left without lingering. If he had continued to walk around, his unusual behavior would have been noticed.
Xiang Kun took a ride to the airport, but he wasn't going to leave by plane. Instead, he wanted to wander around the airport and see if he could use the environment to retrieve Guo Tianxiang's memories and find out where he had traveled by plane.
However, after walking around for a while, I didn't feel anything.
Xiang Kun hitchhiked around Yangcheng City, wandering from place to place, and then went to the train station at six in the morning. He booked a ticket for the earliest train of the day from Yang City back to his city, and since there were no second-class seats left, he had to reluctantly buy a first-class seat.
Unsurprisingly, Xiang Kun couldn't retrieve the corresponding fragments from Guo Tianxiang's memories at the train station. However, this doesn't mean Guo Tianxiang hadn't ridden a high-speed train or plane; it simply means that Xiang Kun hadn't obtained these memories. After all, Xiang Kun knew very well that Guo Tianxiang and Mi Qiao had taken a high-speed train to ** City to keep their "Pipi Kaka Qiuqiu" appointment.
Thinking about it, owls are such great Mutated Creature. Once you find their habitat based on your memory, you can investigate however you want without worrying about being interfered with or suspected.
On the bullet train, Xiang Kun checked Zhihu for the answers posted by "August's Kasumi" and found that both answers were gone. Moreover, searching for the ID "August's Kasumi" also showed a "[Account Deleted]" status.
Did Mi Qiao realize something? Or did she decide the bait was useless after "catching" her and simply delete it?
If the only concern is being investigated by the police, this answer doesn't seem to matter much; deleting it or not makes no difference.
Anyway, given Mi Qiao's hacking style, she must have concealed her IP address when operating this account, making it difficult to find her based on the account and posting history. Besides, even if she could be found, she could still be found by deleting answers and canceling her ID.
Furthermore, if the police are looking for them, there's no reason for them to pay attention to these two answers, unless... it's someone like Xiang Kun, a "other vampire," who would take notice of "August's Kasumi" because of these two answers.
Xiang Kun knew that in this day and age, the longer the content you publish online remains, the more difficult it becomes to completely delete it.
Just like the two answers posted by "August's Kasumi", they have already been crawled onto Xiang Kun's cloud server by the web crawler. If he wants, he can create a public page for others to access, and then the content of the answer will naturally reappear on the Internet.
On the internet, countless "web crawlers" and "spiders" are working all the time. If you post the wrong information and think that you can delete it immediately so that no one will know, it may actually have already been copied to other places.
Just like when we use a search engine to search for certain content, after clicking on it, the page is not found, but if you use the search engine's snapshot, you can see the content of the original post.
You just published a chapter of your novel, discovered some mistakes, and immediately corrected or republished it. However, on some websites, your original version has already been scraped and published, and you can't delete it even if you want to.
Just then, the conductor's voice came from beside me. "Sir, your seat is not here, it's in another carriage. Please take the seat according to your ticket."
He turned his head and saw a female flight attendant patiently persuading a male passenger across the aisle.
"There's no one here anyway, what's wrong with me sitting down for a bit?" the male passenger said matter-of-factly, showing no intention of getting up.
Xiang Kun immediately understood; this person had probably bought a second-class ticket but had come to reserve a first-class seat.
He couldn't help but wonder, wasn't there a recent online criticism of passengers who refused to give up their seats? Why are there still people defying the trend? Or is he someone who doesn't use the internet much, or is he the kind of person who isn't afraid of being exposed?
The flight attendant continued to patiently persuade him, telling him that the ticket for that seat had been sold and that a passenger would be boarding at the next stop to sit in that seat. However, the other person remained defiant, saying that he would give up his seat when the other person arrived.
Listening to the male passenger's shameless, even somewhat frivolous and rude tone towards the female flight attendant, Xiang Kun couldn't help but feel a little irritated.
I really want to hit him...
However, Xiang Kun knew that at most he could only offer a few words of support to the flight attendant from the sidelines. Unless the other party made the first move, he couldn't resort to violence casually. Otherwise, if he were arrested and detained for a few days, and his bloodlust period was over, he would be in big trouble.
However, he couldn't speak up directly, because if he got into a verbal altercation with the male passenger, he might lose his temper and either physically assault him or use "Mental Intimidation," which could escalate the situation...
Given the previous incidents of passengers refusing to give up their seats, the railway department should now have its own way of handling such matters. The train attendant tried to persuade them for a while, but seeing that there was no other way, she left, possibly to find the railway police.
Even after the flight attendant left, the male passenger continued to mutter foul language. Xiang Kun kept his head down, constantly rubbing his right fist with his left hand, trying to distract himself from the noise.
But I really want to hit him...
Perhaps due to a significant evolution in his physical abilities, or perhaps due to the negative effects of drinking blood, Xiang Kun now subconsciously tends to resort to violence when faced with problems. Of course, unless he is suffering a backlash from "Mental Intimidation," his rationality is usually able to suppress this impulse.
Suddenly, a gruff voice rang out from the back of the carriage. "Hey! You think you're right to take up a seat? Don't you have any shame? A grown man, making things difficult for a young girl, don't you even have a man's chin?"
Xiang Kun craned his neck and looked back, seeing a tall man, even taller than him, stand up at the back of the carriage and shout at the male passenger who was occupying the seat in heavily accented Mandarin.
Before the male passenger could react, the loud man's voice was like a spark thrown into a pile of firewood, igniting the entire carriage.
"Yeah! You have absolutely no manners!"
"Come on, I'll take a picture and post it online to make him famous!"
"Yes, let him become famous! Maybe some people will recognize him and see what kind of face he has when he goes out! What are you looking at, you shameless, spineless bastard? Look again and I bet you'll beat me to death!"
"Yeah, beat him up! I almost lost it just now! Damn it..."
"I can't take it anymore! This kind of scoundrel deserves to be beaten to death!"
"Kill him!"
Xiang Kun was somewhat stunned to see that about 80% of the passengers in the carriage had stood up, their emotions running high, and they were ready to beat or kill the male passenger. Even a seven or eight-year-old boy was glaring angrily at him.
That's an overreaction!
This person who's reserving seats is acting like a murderer.
Then he immediately realized that this might be his fault.
Did I unintentionally become "Emotional Assimilation" again?
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