Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Chapter 198 I, Yan Jun, Is Full Of Blood And Resurrected, And I'm Here To Face You Again!

By this time, it was four in the morning.

Yan Jun was sitting alone on the sofa in the living room.

The room was brightly lit.

Distraught, Yan Jun grabbed a bottle of drink from the refrigerator and drank it, but he couldn't calm down. An unknown worry and fear made him feel on pins and needles.

five minutes later.

After Zhou Ke took a shower, he changed into a set of clean clothes and walked out.

"Old Zhou, please go to Ning Xue's house as soon as possible and pick her up!"

Yan Jun gave a succinct command, changed his coat, and took a piece of cake to go out.

The words fall.

Zhou Ke immediately thought of some indescribable matter, and was just about to say a few words of ridicule, but at this moment, Yan Jun's two sword brows were furrowed tightly together, his expression was serious, he immediately changed the conversation and said in surprise: "Brother Yan , are you going out so late?"

"Go to the stadium to see." Yan Jun replied.

Zhou Ke was even more puzzled, "Didn't we go to see it together just now?"

"I have a bad feeling."

Yan Jun narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "I can't wait until tomorrow, I have to devote myself to work immediately!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ke's body suddenly shook, and his expression immediately became tense.

"Okay, Lao Zhou, stop the ink, just do as I say, and keep in touch at any time!"

After that, Yan Jun left the room where he lived.

Zhou Ke also got his spirits up and took action immediately.

...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the huge stadium, several high-intensity searchlights hanging high on the ceiling turned on almost simultaneously.

In an instant, the venue was brightly lit.

Immediately afterwards, rows of monitors and related equipment, which were neatly arranged in the venue, were also activated one after another.

at the same time.

Sun Bureau, who was far away from the command center of the headquarters of the Shenwei Bureau, also received a call from Yan Jun, and immediately threw himself into the intensive work with more than 30 high-level executives.

They were already exhausted and thought they could rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, I received a call from Yan Jun at this time, and was told to immediately go to work.

Sleepy and weary is certain, but no one complained.

Compared to Yan Jun's efforts and the innocent people who need to be rescued, this effort is nothing.

And to their satisfaction, Yan Jun's heart is always concerned with the safety of the general public, and he has no negative thoughts of enjoyment at all.

To have a son like this, the luck of the people!

"Report! Device turned on!"

"Report! The monitoring system is functioning normally!"

"Report! The communication signal is stable!"

The sonorous and powerful voices of several technicians sounded in my ears. More than 30 high-level executives in the command center, led by Bureau Sun, were all ready to fight. They entered the state of work with 12 points of spirit, and their faces were solemn and dignified. , waiting patiently for Yan Jun's next instructions.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

...

in an empty arena.

With a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other, Yan Jun stood there quietly, frowning deeply.

What he originally thought was to get a good night's sleep tonight, and then get up tomorrow morning and officially start working again.

Because according to past experience, the god of death is usually around the clock.

The vast majority of the unfortunate are omens of death triggered during the day and harvested by the god of death.

Night is a rare quiet time for hundreds of millions of people in this world.

But when he was in the room just now, Yan Jun suddenly felt uneasy.

This is entirely the subconsciousness and instinct he has trained to save people in crisis times with the various magical skills rewarded by the system in the past few days.

It does sound a bit mystical.

But the stakes are very important, and it is better to believe what it has than not to believe it does not.

Moreover, he can also guess.

Either the god of death had already realized the fact that he had been deceived by himself, and in a fit of anger, he launched a frantic revenge against the people of Jiangcheng without stopping.

Either the news of his 'death' will cause some unforeseen tragedy.

Either way, he must act to nip tragedy and disaster in the cradle.

Grim Reaper, come on!

I, Yan Jun, is full of blood, and I'm going to face you again! !

In an instant.

Yan Jun's blood boiled all over his body.

After a while.

After taking a deep breath, he said solemnly to the communication device: "Turn on monitoring!"

The voice fell.

After three seconds passed, Yan Jun felt his eyes flicker, and thousands of monitors in the venue flashed surveillance images at almost the same time.

The picture of each monitor is divided into nine pieces, which can greatly improve the efficiency.

After all, the area of ​​the venue is so large, but there are tens of millions of people in Jiangcheng.

Yan Jun glanced around at the thousands of monitors in the venue, and immediately felt a scalp tingling.

The workload is huge, completely beyond my imagination.

But there is no way, I have to bite the bullet.

Because no one can replace this work, you have to do it yourself.

With this in mind.

Yan Jun gritted his teeth, got 12 points of spirit, and walked over in the order in which the monitors were arranged.

However……

After seeing the monitoring screen of the first monitor, Yan Jun was instantly depressed.

The nine surveillance images represent the nine families in Jiangcheng.

But on the monitor, only three normal monitoring images are displayed, and the remaining six are completely closed.

Moreover, the pictures presented by these three normal monitors also made him feel extremely heavy.

Someone got drunk late at night.

Someone was crying in pain.

Some people were tossing and turning in their clothes on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

see this picture.

Yan Jun narrowed his eyes and his heart jumped.

next moment.

Yan Jun asked directly to the communication equipment: "Officer Sun, why is only one-third of the monitoring images running normally? This ratio is too low!"

After a while, Sun Ju's voice sounded in his ears.

"Alas, this matter... On the one hand, it may be due to time. Many people have turned off the surveillance at home before taking a break. On the other hand, the news of your 'feigned death' not only deceived the god of death, but also deceived the general public. This has caused many citizens to lose confidence in the future, and they no longer fantasize about escaping the harvest of death by being monitored in real time."

The voice fell.

Yan Jun thought for a while and then understood the key.

If you want to protect more people in this way and save those unfortunate people who have triggered the omen of death in a timely manner, you need to announce the news that you are still alive as soon as possible, and awaken the hope in the hearts of more people, so that they can cooperate.

But once he shows up, the trick of 'stealing the beam and changing the column' can't be concealed completely, and the god of death will definitely be able to detect it, and then he will mercilessly launch even more crazy revenge on himself.

At that time, will he be able to stand up to the 'insanity' of the god of death?

To be honest, Yan Jun didn't have a clue at all.

Ugh……

This is a dilemma!

For a time, Yan Jun was extremely conflicted, tangled, and struggling.