latent syndrome.

Chapter 400 399. The Last Wise Man

"Who knows."

"At least in the metaphysical spiritual universe."

"It's a little bit more realistic."

"a little……"

The man with the mechanical arm found that the person in front of him was a stranger, and like him, he had come uninvited, bypassing the weak security forces in the so-called last pure land.

The countermeasure bureau has been unable to protect itself, and they are huddled in their secret fortress, preparing for the final counterattack.

Although he is not interested in SCT and Countermeasure Bureau, he still prefers the latter in terms of the desired results of the two.

"I know who you are."

"Cobain."

"And what you did, SCT's most wanted man."

"Even if you are compared to my head, if you have to choose one, they will definitely want you."

"Where did you go for plastic surgery? In order to avoid being hunted down, how can you do this?"

"I'm afraid even the person next to your pillow won't recognize you."

"I'm sorry... I said something wrong, what was written on the death certificate, because of postpartum depression, I swallowed a gun and committed suicide."

"To be honest, I know a lot of women who commit suicide, but it's the first time I've seen one who chooses this way, at least for a woman."

Because of a facial nerve problem, Luca's cheek was twitching weirdly, and he was typing something in the air with his fingers, as if he was typing on a keyboard.

His brain is like a hard drive. Whenever he taps his finger for self-suggestion, he can input information into his brain, and he can also retrieve the information he has recorded and stored.

In all murder cases, if the victim is married, statistically speaking, more than 90.00% of the murders will be committed by the victim's spouse.

Cobain had been accused of being the murderer of her wife, because swallowing a gun to kill herself was not something a woman would do. He used an old-fashioned Mosingana rifle, put it to the chin and pulled the trigger. There was a big hole in the back of his head and there was blood all over the ceiling.

Miserable.

At that time, Cobain did not have a reliable alibi. According to the testimony of neighbors, Cobain and his wife often broke out conflicts, with great movements, accompanied by the sound of smashing furniture, and Cobain had a serious alcohol problem. Often haunts the taverns in town.

The investigators in charge of that case, after in-depth investigation, found that the two had a child a few years ago. Unfortunately, because of dereliction of duty, they died early in a car accident and were smashed to pieces.

Investigators believe that the conflict between the two stems from the pursuit of responsibility for that incident. Under long-term pressure, Cobain blamed all the reasons on his wife, and eventually he was overwhelmed and wanted to break free from the endless torture. So he shot his wife and disguised the scene as a suicide.

Because Cobain is extremely smart and knows how to commit crimes without leaving traces, but there are always clues, with surveillance footage of him buying shower caps and rubber gloves from unlicensed supermarkets, although he refers to that video as being outside the research room. There are indeed these things in the laboratory list, but as the person in charge of the laboratory, this kind of list can be fabricated before the crime.

Cobain was listed as the first suspect at that time, and the trial was conducted, but in the end there was really no evidence, and there were no defensive wounds in the autopsy report. According to the Luminol test, if the rifle was fired from other directions or from a long distance, it would definitely be fatal. Not such a wound and the bloodstain.

Since there were no strangulation marks or defensive wounds, the possibility of being forced to "suicide" was ruled out.

But prosecutors believe that Cobain threatened his wife with a rifle to submit, ordered her to self-determination, or used other methods, such as ending the life of another child.

But if a conviction could be based on speculation alone, there would be no need for a court, and Cobain was acquitted.

At that time, it caused a small sensation in that small town.

Everyone believed that Cobain killed his wife, and finally used his academic and influential connections to settle the matter.

People are always obsessed with the scandals of celebrities or elites, because they are always trying to prove one thing, the essence of human beings is the same, no matter how knowledgeable and highly contributed people are, they will also cheat, have an affair, or even murder .

In order to avoid criticism, stay away from right and wrong, and start over, Cobain finally left Los Angeles and moved to Liberty City to live.

The atmosphere in the underground tavern was a bit noisy, and everyone was trying to use up their energy in this last time.

Nobody noticed the conversation at all.

Cobain slowly raised his head. His hair was extremely messy and had never been taken care of. One eye was fitted with a prosthetic eye that would not move. At a certain speed, the sound of the rough mechanical arm turning was somewhat disturbing.

"how did you find me?"

Cobain's vigilance is raised to the highest level, because he has the ultimate weapon against SCT in his hands.

"Not by reasoning anyway."

"What I now represent is the highest will of mankind."

"Just do all the steps as I tell you."

"It could all end there."

"As a former SCT researcher, you have something so creepy in your hands that they will search for you at all costs."

"And you yourself are like a witness to every incident in the South Pacific, cunning and difficult, it is almost impossible not to catch you."

"The worst bit."

"After Doomsday, those guys have been caught by SCT one after another."

"Only you and my immediate boss are left."

One of the members of the High Command under Luka's control was also a witness to the incident.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Following the revelation of himself in Luca's words, Cobain also understood who he was, but he was just wondering why the people from the Countermeasure Bureau appeared in this way, maybe he just didn't want to make a big fuss and arouse his own vigilance.

"It's simple."

"I want you to hand over what you're holding."

"Although I don't know if it's a weapon, or a method, or something else."

"Anyway, you must leave it to me."

As Luca said, as long as Cobain handed over what he was holding, it would be almost two-thirds completed, and he had already completed half of all the steps.

So far, so good.

"Although I don't know where you got the news from."

"But I have..."

"There is no great thing that can complete any steps like you said."

"Only one piece of tatters."

"It's something I got by chance in a transfer experiment."

"Worthless."

"If you want it, take it."

Without hesitation, Cobain threw out a cloth-covered object from his bag, and lightly smashed it on the table.

Seeing Cobain's attitude, Luca thought he might be wrong.

"Transfer test?"

Luca asked calmly.

"Like abyssalism, it is a ladder to climb the spiritual world."

"What cannot be done in the physical universe can be done there."

(End of this chapter)