I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 341 Letter to the Future

There were not many things in Mrs. Chen's bedroom. Kemeng meditated quietly for ten minutes, and saw a phantom figure of Mrs. Chen with a young woman's hairstyle doing her makeup in front of the vanity mirror, muttering to herself, as if she was talking to someone.

Afterwards, the illusion slowly disappeared.

Kemen recently took the time to learn lip recognition skills. With his strong sixth sense, he understood what Mrs. Chen said to herself in front of the mirror.

"Who are you?"

"who I am?"

"Get out of here!"

After these three sentences, Mrs. Chen stopped talking to herself.

"This is... the phantom of the members of Shadow Stream before." Kemen was surprised.

It is difficult for ordinary investigators to judge the timeline of hallucinations during synaesthesia, but Kemeng has a keen spirituality, coupled with the fact that he once used Ke Zong's power for synaesthesia in a dream, he has a very clear perception of the concept of time, and he recognized the hallucinations immediately. The timeline of this hallucination is two or three months ago.

There used to be two Shadow Stream members living in the Chen family, one was Mi Jingyun, a mentor-level member, and the other was Wen Yushan, a newcomer.

Regarding these two shadows, Kemeng re-interrogated them several times after exchanging an interrogation-type item from the Bureau of Investigation, and basically covered all the information they knew.

But questioning is one thing. It is impossible for a person to interrogate everything carefully every minute. It would be too time-consuming, and Kemen doesn't have time to do such detailed work.

Kemen sat for another 20 minutes. There was no new illusion, but he got a new inspiration. Then he walked around the room, looking around for things according to his feeling.

"Amon, what are you looking for?" Captain Luo and Di Ping followed to help find something.

"Mrs. Chen, she may have realized something a long time ago, and she might leave a suicide note." Kemen said what Tong felt during the half hour.

Except for the part where the members of Shadow Stream were sent, there seems to be a "message" left in the house, which needs to be searched manually.

Di Ping's team didn't understand this idea, and they were shocked when they heard that Kermon had a new direction for scouting.

"What is the specific image?"

"I don't know, but as long as I touch it, I will recognize it." Kemon affirmed.

It is hard to tell the reason for their confidence, but Di Ping and Luo Yuan have chosen to believe in Kemeng.

This kind of sixth sense in the dark guides them. When they encounter difficulties, this is how they investigate the truth behind them step by step.

Of course, sometimes the truth has not been found out, and the sixth sense is not a 100% effective medicine. It depends on how people operate.

Kemen rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and finally found a secret compartment under Mrs. Chen's dressing cabinet.

There was a letter in the dark compartment. According to the dust and texture accumulated on the surface of the white envelope, it had been in the dark compartment for a long time.

When the standby staff in the living room heard that Kemon had found something, they all rushed over and stretched their necks, wanting to see what Kemon had found.

"A letter?"

"Mrs. Chen is unpredictable, leave a letter for us in the future?" Some people saw the envelope, and such an inspiration flashed in their minds.

Sometimes, it took a whole night to feel nothing, but when I saw the real thing, the feeling gushed out like a spring, and I couldn't stop it.

"Whether this makeup cabinet has the function of sealing spirituality, we have not been able to find out."

In the end, it was Ke Meng in the bureau who found the clue. Sure enough, we didn't eat enough fruit... A young man with a 98-point psychic attribute thought to himself.

The number of fruits that Kemeng applied to his superiors for was the most in the Bureau.

At present, the Bureau of Investigation only dares to eat so much, and the others really dare not.

Only by being alive can the investigation continue, and those who lose their rationality are like losing their lives.

Kemen used the scarf to pat the golden-haired glutinous rice balls, and the glutinous rice balls have turned back, no longer a ghost cat. The dog hair on its body is slender and flexible, which is most suitable for revealing letters.

I saw that the glutinous rice balls controlled a thin dog hair, stretched it straight, brushed it, and cut through the stubborn sealing glue along the horizontal surface of the envelope at super fast speed, and the loss of the envelope itself was negligible.

"Your pet can be used as a nano-scale cutting machine." Di Ping stared blankly.

When a thin and straight hair slashes at supersonic speed, the cutting force is terrifying.

"As expected of a great dog, it's perfect." The juniors also expressed their admiration, the more they looked at the dog, the more they liked it, and they hoped that they would have such a powerful pet in the future.

Kemeng kept his eyes on, slowly opened the envelope, flipped the envelope and poured out a page of manuscript paper folded in half.

"To future generations of you:

I don't know if my daughter and I are safe when you read this letter.

Recently, I have recalled some unusual memories from time to time. It seems familiar and strange.

It was as if, somewhere, something was calling me.

I write this letter today, and I hope that you in the future will not panic.

Perhaps, that is not the end of death, but another beginning.

Hope that's not my illusion.

Blue ephemeris, left at 1:30 in the middle of the night on June 1, 187. "

After reading the entire text, the investigators around Kermon were stunned.

"What is this, left to us 15 years from now?"

"This letter is indeed Mrs. Chen's last words. My sixth sense tells me so."

"The point is, did Mrs. Chen foresee the future 15 years ago, knowing that someone would find this letter?"

"By the way, when did Mrs. Chen live in this room?"

"There are more doubts!" ​​Someone started scratching his hair, maddened.

Team Luo took out the manuscript of rationality, opened the book, and slapped the face of the crazy person.

The madman calmed down in an instant, with an expressionless expression on his face, and said "Sorry".

"Everyone, calm down, analyze slowly, don't be too hasty." Luo Dui pressed his temple, and he couldn't stand the pressure a little bit, so let's read the rational transcript.

Team Luo originally didn't have a copy of rationality, but now that his identity is different, the things he owns are naturally different, and the copy of rationality has become his standard item.

"This letter is unusual. It revealed many illusions as soon as it was opened."

Luo Dui looked at the letter, and seemed to see a young girl in her teens, Chen, sitting at the desk and writing the lines.

These words were not written in one breath, but intermittently, and it took a few days to finish.

And the hallucination that Captain Luo saw was the amount of information for several days, which flooded into his mind at once.

When writing letters, Ms. Chen was always in a daze at the desk. This kind of hallucination accounted for 99% of the pictures, and only 0.10% was writing.

The rest of the investigators also closed their eyes, shifted their gaze, and stopped reading the letter.

This is the shortcoming of high Gnosis. It is possible to receive a huge amount of information at a certain moment.

The key is that ninety-nine percent of those messages are useless spam, which requires investigators to stabilize their minds and not be disturbed by sudden accidents.

I thought about it, let's change to 2 today, I'm hungry, go for a midnight snack.

Work hard tomorrow for 4 more.