If you want to ask Bruce how did it feel to be targeted by a serial killer? Bruce was afraid that he couldn't tell you. He had long been accustomed to being on guard against enemies that might exist in the dark at any time. His weapon never left his body, including when he was sleeping. There was a dagger on his left arm that could be reached by just slightly moving his left hand. He even held a gun that could shoot bullets at any time in his right hand. The foldable long knife that was usually tied to his right leg was unfolded and placed on the bedside table.
Although Bruce was indeed better at using a long knife, for the current him, the gun was indeed more advantageous in the medium to long distance. After all, he couldn't use the knife to attack the enemy in the medium to long distance like in the realm. Some small facilities installed in his home and his vigilance made it impossible for him to be discovered when the enemy was within the attack range of the knife.
But if this serial killer was likely to be a contractor, Bruce had to be more careful. Although in his own situation, the realm's control of this world was very low, and the strength of a contractor without active skills and equipment was a question mark. However, if this was a veteran, just the physical attributes alone could crush the current Bruce. With the particularity of the exploration mission, the probability of not being a veteran was very low. The realm of reincarnation would not send a weak contractor to an unknown and extremely dangerous world. As an invader, they would be rejected by the world. Only when the realm reached a certain evaluation would they be exposed to these. In fact, most contractors didn't even know about the exploration mission.
The so-called exploration mission was actually the realm of reincarnation randomly sending the contractor to a world that was not controlled by the realm. Once the contractor obtained the world's source, the realm could locate the world, and then continuously send contractors to invade until it controlled the world and turned it into a derivative world of the realm of reincarnation.
The world's source could usually be obtained from the native gods of the world or from some extremely valuable objects in the long river of time. Killing some creatures favored by the will of the world could also obtain some world's source. These creatures were usually called protagonists in works.
Of course, Bruce only wanted to use the exploration mission to get rid of the realm's control, and did not intend to complete the mission. He was surprised that there could be another contractor in this world. One had to know that time and space were endless, and different worlds were like stars in the sky. In this huge picture, there were countless worlds that were not controlled by space. The probability of being randomly sent to the same world, or even the same time period, was much lower than winning the lottery.
"Are you okay?" Reid came to his side.
At this moment, Bruce was standing by the window of the police station. Yes, although he was involved in this case, because he was the target of the killer and was still injured in the eyes of the team members, he was left in the police station to assist Reid in the geographical profiling.
"Oh, Spencer, you ask me this question almost every hour. Is this the fourth or fifth time?" Bruce looked at him helplessly. The late winter and early spring sunlight shone on him through the window, making him look lazy.
"That's because although you act like you don't care, we all know that's impossible. A serial killer can threaten your life at any time, unless you don't care about your life at all. "
Of course, Bruce did not care about his life. Otherwise, he would not have gone through so much trouble to get rid of the realm's control. But now, he cared even more. He had encountered some beautiful things in this world that were worth looking forward to, and he hoped to have them, or at least be able to see them.
He was indeed annoyed by this serial killer. If this was really a veteran who could crush him with just his physical attributes, he might as well apply for protective quarantine. But before that, he had to confirm the killer's strength. Even if it was just a face-to-face encounter, Bruce, who was once a veteran contractor, could recognize the unconcealable aura of someone of the same level.
It would be too cowardly to run away at the sound of the news. He had his own pride, and he could not choose to retreat without knowing the opponent's strength.
"I'll be careful," Bruce replied, but he himself felt that this answer was a little weak.
If this was really a contractor, this case would be too dangerous for the team members. A contractor could not be merciful. Knowing that he could not explain or persuade the team members to give up on this case, Bruce could only pray that the person would give up on harming the agents because of their status as law enforcement officers. After all, even a veteran would not want to go against the country if he could only rely on his physical attributes. Based on Bruce's experience as a reincarnator, his 50 points of physique could still be injured by a large caliber gun. It was just that his recovery ability was stronger. If he did not have super regeneration or enough agility to dodge bullets, he could still die from a hail of bullets, not to mention a more powerful gun.
Once again, he hated himself for being so weak. Being weak was a sin.
"Don't be in a daze." Reid pulled Bruce to the map. The location of the victims' bodies was marked on the map. "The victims came from different places. There must be a special reason why the Unsub dumped these victims' bodies in this city."
Bruce looked at the map and took the pen from Reid's hand. He drew a few lines on the map. First, he connected the locations where the bodies of the victims were dumped on the map. Then, he drew a line. "What do you think of?"
"Wait a minute." Reid walked quickly to the table and rummaged through the folder. Soon, he took out a picture and placed it on the map for comparison. Among the patterns at the crime scene of the latest victim, there was one that matched this pattern. "I can't believe I didn't notice this."
"Before connecting the last line, it's not easy to find the connection based on four seemingly random lines. Plus, this only tells us where the last body was dumped." Bruce drew a circle at the end of the last line. "We can't pinpoint the exact rune, but it's definitely within this range." He did not explain that for the sake of the ritual's integrity, this range was also where the last victim was killed.
"Hey, it seems that you do know something about this case that we don't. You see, you said this is a rune? And what did you say the other day, the Narnia Sacrifice? Is this related to the game? But I can't find it on the Internet. I think it's probably something like a convention? "Reid asked with interest.
"… Not exactly." Bruce looked at Reid's curious face and roughly explained the function and ritual of the Narnia Sacrifice.
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After work, Bruce drove alone to a park. Although it was only a small circle on the map, the actual area was not small. It included residential areas, shopping centers, office buildings, and so on.
When he saw the location of the victims' bodies on the map, Bruce just had a flash of inspiration. But he was soon convinced that his idea was right, and he found the most likely place in this area, which was this park.
The murderer was likely to be nearby. Other places were either too crowded or too difficult to enter. But in this park, it was not difficult to find a secluded place. Even if the murderer's plan was to kidnap Bruce and then kill him, it was always necessary to check out the place first.
Of course, Bruce did not want to face the murderer head-on. He just wanted to have a chance encounter and take a look at the murderer to determine the murderer's strength. The good news was that even if the murderer was really a veteran, with Bruce's current strength as an ordinary person, a quick glance would not attract the murderer's attention.
When Bruce walked around the park for the fifth time, he still found nothing. Although he did not know the murderer's specific appearance, their profile gave a certain range. But none of the passersby gave Bruce a strong sense of danger.
It seemed that he had come for nothing tonight. It was a little late, and Bruce was ready to go home.
"Hi, Bruce."
It was Bellanck, the rich man who was obsessed with Magical Beast culture and hosted the offline Magical Beast gathering in New York. At this time, he was a few meters in front of Bruce.
On the surface, Bruce greeted him calmly, but in his heart, he was a little suspicious. Although this person did not give him the feeling that he had met a strong person, the place where he appeared was too coincidental.
"Why are you here? If I remember correctly, you're still a university student. It's not the time for holidays. "
"You're the FBI, right?"
Bruce was still wearing his work suit, and even his work badge was on his chest. Besides, except for certain secret departments, most active agents could be found on the FBI's official website. Of course, it was just a simple introduction and a photo.
Before Bruce could answer, Bellanck muttered to himself, "Don't tell me you're in charge of the investigation of this case? Why did you appear in front of me so quickly? "
When Bellanck took out the gun from the pocket of his windbreaker, Bruce had already dodged vigilantly, and a dagger flew out from his left hand.
Seeing Bellanck fall to the ground with a bloody mark on the side of his neck, Bruce moved slightly at the last moment and did not reflexively cut off half of his neck.
Bruce stood there in a daze. Was this really the murderer? In order to deal with a possible contractor, he had obtained a gun through a special channel. If he couldn't deal with it and died, he would not let it go easily.
After a long time, he took out his phone to call the police.
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