7TH OPERA (END PART)

Lin Dafu did drive the family to home from the day activities himself.

The son companied with his mom still was playing his bargains of school market at the second line of car seats.

The time could not be identified as early after a dinner in a nearby restuarant the moon was hanging on her position.

All the information collected and delivered personally and secretly to him by those three temporary partner students which made him breathe a bit easilier proved as strong clues to a credulity of bulling-and-antibulling strange drama occured in school only almost safely reduced into an adolescent conflict rather than a premediated outside gang or valliant which may lead to as soon as confirmed the situiation a larger scale battle of the issue of supernatural criminal.

There was merely a few of housework so he just took a tea and a cup of wine sat around sofa watching some news on TV. The wife now companied with son and when the son played by himself she came out of the room and sat down with Lin Dafu and seemingly something needed to talk.

"Well another case is on the table?"

"I'm afraid so."

"It occasioned in school?"

"Yes maybe but I keep thinking that way until new clues available."

"Don't you think you should take a real rest?"

"I'm afraid not but you're right. You see my mentality went somewhere wrong."

"Take it easy."

"What am I gonna do if I capture the crinimal?"

"What do you mean?"

"What if they really own some special gift?"

"What gift?"

"The supernatural power."

"Honey you said once that those things are fake and you said you believe they disguised them to be so."

"Yes but I'm no longer tied with this idea so tightly."

The wife just stopped look at her husband's tired face and she knew what it was on this face it was the tremendeous stress and high pressure derived from some unseen ghosts and unaccessible existence as impasse evolved itself to more perplex level that repressed the phycha of man to whom the justice required to be always certain.

Though the conclusion was not made yet the material of victim was delivered to his collegues back in Silence Team.

Maybe somebody should come up with new ideas.

Maybe someone could stand out and expose the tricks that the people played.

Maybe the knowledge of science could be able to offer suggestions.

Or perhaps there was none of rational answer can be given.

One thing in Lin Dafu's mind became more clear than before was that he believed the population of gamers in scene was not mere in accordance with the high frequency of occurance of the unusual case.

It is a simple math. If you always met something that supposed to be rare because you are not any particular usually and the basis number of the people like you is very accessible so the total number of the strange things itself is more accessible than its natural characteriastic. If you think it seems to be rare is always due to your own fault of paying no attention to the hidden variance.

But what can be this caustic hidden variance that tumbled all the obersevers?

What is it to let all polices bemused?

What helped them crinimals run amuck without any fear of the punishment of law?

How confident can they be so blatant to exert all the fragrant news?

No one can sovle deception right now.

Because no one is really watching carefully.

Lin Dafu drunk all the wine and the hot tea the wine was not much and tasted actually a bit of sweat not full of wine's smell. The bedroom was perpared with one alternative which should be used when he was in a busy mission and had a special necessity of getting up in the mid of sleep so to avoid interruption of his wife's good dream. The wife and the child now were more dangerous compared to the old time because the criminals were able to fight back all the police power at least they could easily slink away from the spot.

It would not be a chasing game like cat and mouse it would rather be a chasing game bewteen turtle and the bird in which he and his collegues played a role of turtle less of speed and hardly focues on the targets.

The justice was precarious these day.

The yoke sundered itself and the manacle splitted off.

The evidence was in deficiency the fiat was composed from air.

The failure was grievous each one of them.

The child was spooked the insidious bad was prevailed.

The reek of them all permeated into space.

No redeemption used.

Hardly an indemnity can be shared.

How far is from the end the inauspicious eventuality?

Lin Dafu had a nightmare that engaged him awake and did wake up with his wife beside and the sweat on the forehead and the neck.

"Don't you push yourself so hard my man."

The wife fetched a towel and wiped the sweat.

The wife looked at his eys with a compassionate sentiment.

The suspision engulfed the fresh air of good thinking.

Such suffocated condition!

What was in the nightmare was a police not himself but some other police killed with blood sprankled everywhere but not even with a knife or sharp items not even with a bullet but some thing unseen and like a tool of devil.

He ran away from the scene and the devil followed behind and he continued to run and the devil persisted to follow don't know why.

He was not going to fail the battle in the realm.

He was not defeated in mind.

He but want a bulwark fortified with effective weapon.

He needs a man with supernatural power.

He needs Shanghai Man.

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