Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 46 Clues
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In the operations meeting room on the seventh floor of the institute, Sun Hang once again saw Yang Lian and Wang Xiyi, who was wrapped in bandages like a dumpling with her long legs resting on the table.

Yang Lian had changed into the institute's standard uniform. She was standing in front of a whiteboard, holding a thick stack of papers in her hands, her brows furrowed.

There were a lot of photos and clue cards fixed on the whiteboard with magnetic thumbtacks, and a lot of analysis was written on the side with a marker... Sun Hang took a closer look and found that most of the information was related to the abnormal events in the South City Cemetery.

"I just received news that the Tianfu City Management Committee said that the matter has been handed over to the special operations team sent by the Federation to follow up. We only need to cooperate with them at the critical moment." Sun Hang said, "But judging from their intentions... this matter is almost over. The so-called follow-up is just to block the loophole of public opinion."

"That's their business. It has nothing to do with me." Yang Lian said coldly, "I must find my sister back."

"It seems that you and your sister have a very good relationship." Sun Hang said, "I thought you were the type who was cold and ruthless to everyone."

"My mother died when she gave birth to me, and my father was away from home all year round for official business. My sister raised me since I was a child." Yang Lian said, "Even if no one is willing to help me, I will continue to look for it alone."

Her tone was calm, but firm.

"There's a saying that goes 'eldest sister is like a mother.'" Wang Xiyi, who looked like a mummy, said, "I also had an elder sister before."

"What happened next?" Sun Hang asked subconsciously.

"When I was infected with the strange virus, I couldn't control my strength and killed her." Wang Xiyi said.

"Oh, sorry." Sun Hang realized that he seemed to have asked a question that he shouldn't have asked.

"There's nothing to apologize for. It happened many years ago... Besides, she was already infected with the weird virus at that time and had completely lost her mind... Even if I didn't kill her, she would have eventually turned into a weird thing." Wang Xiyi said, "In the words of the director, I was helping her get rid of it."

Sun Hang exhaled, walked to the whiteboard, looked at it for a while, and shook his head helplessly: "Are you trying to summarize the law of the appearance of that phenomenon-like weird thing?"

"Yeah." Yang Lian nodded, pasted another photo on it, and then started writing next to it with a marker.

"I always feel that you have learned everything by heart during the seven years you have worked at the Investigation Bureau." Sun Hang crossed his arms and muttered in a low voice, "What's more, you wrote a lot of so-called 'laws' and 'conditions', which are completely untenable... In my opinion, many of your inferences are just wishful thinking."

The marker in Yang Lian's hand stopped moving. She took a deep breath and said softly, "...I know, but this is the only thing I can do. I can only hope that things will develop in the direction I have deduced... This is also my only chance to get her back."

"If you really want to take a gamble, I have a suggestion for you." Sun Hang pulled out a chair and sat down. "Help me check the weather forecast for the next period of time. Find the days that are cloudy, windless, and with low atmospheric pressure, and mark them one by one." "Weather forecast?" Yang Lian was stunned at first, then turned around and looked at Sun Hang excitedly, "Did you get any key information?"

"You can't say it's information..." Sun Hang said, "When the time-space displacement first occurred, I saw the missing people on the TV screen. And when the original time-space was replaced, which was a few hours ago, I saw the sky covered by heavy clouds... But you also know that today is a sunny day with no clouds in the sky. The old man in the wheelchair told me that the reason why I saw those 'scenes' that did not exist in reality was because I had a 'resonance' with that weird creature."

"Resonance... Resonance!" Yang Lian tightly grasped the marker in his hand, "That is to say, when the third time-space displacement occurs, those 'non-existent images' you see will also appear in the real world!"

"I didn't say that... Even the old man didn't dare to guarantee it, let alone me." Sun Hang shook his head, "I can only provide you with some ideas... But no matter what, it's better than playing reasoning games with those worthless photos."

"I'll check it right away!" Yang Lian hurriedly opened the laptop computer beside him, typed a password into an input field, and directly entered the management backend of the Tianfu City Meteorological Bureau.

With the authority Yang Lian held, all data from the Meteorological Bureau was almost transparent to her.

"The next cloudy day will be in three days, which is May 5th." Yang Lian stared at the screen and said, "It will be windless, with an atmospheric pressure of 19 hPa and an average humidity of 997%... This will be the only windless day in the next fifteen days."

"It's very simple. We just need to place a batch of beacons in the cemetery in the south of the city." Sun Hang said, "When the beacon signal disappears, it means that time and space have been replaced again."

"The special operations team sent down from above is already working on this matter." Wang Xiyi added, "They have sealed off the entire replaced area and ordered 140,000 special beacons, which are expected to be distributed via airdrops in two days."

"That depends on whether they are willing to share the information with us," said Sun Hang.

"I'm afraid it's difficult." Wang Xiyi shook her head. "These 'imperial envoys' from above are all arrogant. We are the only ones who can cooperate with them... If we want them to cooperate with us, well, we have to do it personally."

"It may not work." Yang Lian continued, "We can't pin our hopes on them. We have to make another batch of beacons ourselves."

"Does the Investigation Bureau have this kind of thing ready-made?" Sun Hang asked.

"Yes, but the number is not enough." Yang Lian said, "I have calculated that if we deploy the beacons according to the minimum standard interval, we will need at least 6,000 beacons. Taking into account various uncontrollable factors, the actual number needs to be at least doubled."

"That's 12,000... Tsk." Sun Hang smacked his lips. "In Tianfu City, the factories that are capable of producing this kind of beacon have all been bought up by the special operations team, right?"

(End of this chapter)