"Don't you need to change your clothes?" Reid asked. "You don't look so good. Didn't you say you were cold?"
Bruce forced a smile and shook his head. Because this was a peaceful world, he didn't smear poison on the dagger like he did in the dimension. However, his work could still be dangerous. He smeared a strong anesthetic on the dagger, and he forgot about it just now.
Bruce almost stumbled and fell into the chair. Fortunately, he wasn't too far away from the table. Otherwise, he would have fallen directly to the ground. At this time, his body was almost paralyzed. Fortunately, he had the ability of Super Regeneration. This ability actually accelerated the division and growth of cells, speeding up the body's metabolism to achieve the rapid recovery of the body.
For the average person, accelerating the division of cells wasn't a good thing because there was a limit to the number of times a human cell could divide. Accelerating the division and growth of cells was actually consuming a person's lifespan. But for Mutants with this ability, they had a strong vitality from the X gene, so this ability wouldn't harm them.
Bruce was now urging the Super Regeneration factor in his blood, trying to expel the effects of the anesthetic from his body. A thin layer of sweat quickly appeared on his body.
"Hey, Bruce, are you really okay?" Reid put down the pen in his hand and walked to Bruce's side, looking at him worriedly. At this moment, Bruce's face was pale and he was covered in cold sweat.
"I'm okay, I'm fine, really." Bruce used all his strength to use his ability and finally got rid of the effects of the anesthetic in a few seconds. But this way of using his ability also consumed a lot of his stamina. He stood up weakly, picked up his backpack, and prepared to change his clothes.
When Bruce was in the bathroom, he removed his disguise and changed into a new set of clothes. He then began to tell his team members about the harvest of this trip.
"Evan Berank is obsessed with Warcraft culture, and he placed his life's focus on it. He was very angry about the case, and he thought it was a sabotage to his event. That's why he refused to stop the event." Booth summarized what happened at the party, and then concluded.
"So you don't think he did it?" Rossi asked.
"Yes, I don't think it was him. He also doesn't match our preliminary profile. However, Berank invited me to a small gathering with only a few people tomorrow night. I haven't given him an answer yet, but I think it's possible that the Unsub used these small gatherings to kill their targets. "
"Why did he invite you?" Hotch asked.
"Perhaps it's because I fit the image of a Night Elf in his mind?" Bruce blinked.
"Is your body okay? It's not a good choice to work when you're sick." Hotch tilted his head and looked at him. Bruce's face was still pale.
"It's okay. I guarantee there won't be any problems." Bruce's expression was a little stiff. This was definitely his dark history.
"Then why don't you go to the gathering tomorrow and see if you can gather any clues?"
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The next day, Bruce came to the party and expressed his willingness to attend the party to Bellanck.
They didn't make much progress in the new corpses they found the day before. They were all killed with a single stab, and the corpses were all casually dumped nearby.
The murderer didn't reveal any personal feelings in these corpses. There were no sexual assaults or excessive killings. This hindered the team's profiling work. The less personal information the murderer showed on the corpses, the harder it was for them to narrow down the scope. There were hundreds of people on Garcia's computer who fit the scope they gave.
Bruce went to the party with the mentality that collecting information was better than nothing. Bellanck left the party with Bruce and a few others. They went to a house not far from the bar where the party was held. It was worth mentioning that Bruce saw Walter among them.
"This is my coming-of-age gift from my father. The decorations inside will definitely surprise you." Bellanck invited them in proudly.
Bruce and the others walked in. It was decorated in the style of World of Warcraft as expected, but it was much more detailed and exquisite than the party. The murals on the wall seemed to tell you the legendary story that had happened. The weapons scattered on the weapons rack by the wall and the sporadic red marks on them told you that perhaps there was a fierce battle. Not to mention the towering ancient tree on the huge screen in the distance …
Even Bruce was surprised. It was as if this was a part of the vast, mysterious, and beautiful world of Azeroth.
"Welcome to my world." At this moment, Berank appeared to be in high spirits.
Bellanck led them to sit by the fireplace. It was worth mentioning that the table was like a tree stump, and they sat on a hanging chair hanging from the tree. Bellanck gave them some small gifts as thanks for coming. Bruce glanced at them. They were some game accessories and time cards. Looking at the number of time cards, they could play the game for another one or two years.
Then, the servants brought in delicious food and precious red wine. Belank introduced everyone to each other and shared some interesting news about the game. Soon, everyone became familiar with each other and started chatting about everything under the sun.
Bruce brought the red wine to the window and walked to Walter's side. There was a swimming pool outside the window. The shadows of the trees blocked the noise of the outside world, creating a paradise in this modern city.
Walter raised her glass at Bruce and smiled. "How do you feel?" She gestured around with her eyes.
"Amazing. The life of the rich." Bruce shrugged and said, "It's really beautiful here."
"I don't hear the slightest hint of envy in your voice."
"Indeed, I'm quite satisfied with my current life. And these are not my pursuits. "
"What are your pursuits? I'm curious. "
Bruce was stunned. He blinked and said, "I don't think I have that kind of thing."
"Really?" Wang Da nodded and said in a meaningful tone, "Doing a very busy job, and the salary is not that good?" Seeing Bruce's surprised expression, Wang Da said, "You just complained about it on Twitter last time."
"You seem to pay a lot of attention to me."
"Maybe. I still remember how you were a few years ago. I could see you online most of the time. Do you remember the game we first met? You were using the Internet to kill time. But now, you're completely different. I'm curious. What changed you? "
Bruce was about to speak, when he suddenly felt his scalp go numb. Without thinking, he followed his intuition and stepped to the side. At the same time, he heard a scream and a gunshot not far away.
Bruce's eyes couldn't capture the trajectory of the bullet, but strangely, he seemed to have a special perception that allowed him to see the situation around him in his mind. It wasn't in the form of an image, but as if he could sense the trajectory of sound or wind.
This was the perception of the Heart's Eye that belonged to him. This kind of perception allowed him to have an ability similar to foreseeing danger.
However, at this moment, in his perception, the bullet that he had dodged suddenly drew a strange trajectory and shot into his body.
Bruce sighed inwardly. His body couldn't keep up with the speed of his perception. He saw blood spurt out of his chest. His body seemed to have lost its strength, and Bruce fell to the ground.
It didn't hit his heart or other internal organs. At this time, Bruce could still calmly judge, but the loss of blood made him feel dizzy. Moreover, the bullet was left in his body, so he couldn't directly repair his body. He could only barely slow down the bleeding, but the bullet opened a wound in his chest. It was impossible not to bleed.
With some difficulty, Bruce turned on the intercom beside his ear. "XX Road, XX Unit. The other party has a gun. We need backup …" He felt a little out of breath and gasped for air. "And, paramedics."
"Roger …"
Before he could finish listening to the reply, Bruce was kicked and fell to the ground. His earphones fell out as well.
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