Chapter 181 Neglected Details

A famous criminologist once said: "Everywhere you go, you will leave traces."

In fact, most things have such a rule.

Even if Mo Zhou has a peeling hand, he cannot guarantee that everything can be handled cleanly.

Since Da Huang can smell this kind of "similar but different" smell, even if the other party has no smell, there is a body.

The air-viewing technique is activated again, and the spiritual power covers the right eye. This time he not only includes the nightmare range into the perception, but also personally walks around to expand the search range.

After he once again pulled himself and Da Huang into the dream, two huge bird's-eye maps appeared in the air:

"Da Huang, mark the traces you smelled."

"Woof!"

Da Huang jumped high in the sky in response, and soon marked out areas and veins on the map above.

After the map was drawn, with a crisp snap of Mo Zhou's fingers, the upper and lower bird's-eye maps quickly overlapped.

The track marked by Da Huang also overlaps with the range of the Qi-watching technique, but there are slight differences:

In some linear paths, Da Huang's marking range is obviously larger, and there are also some areas where the Qi-watching technique senses that there is no Da Huang mark.

This is normal, just like a car passing through an area intermittently in a month, the track that can be found will inevitably not be complete.

But the good news is that Da Huang's marking point coverage rate has reached about 40%, which can already provide great help.

The question now is how to find that thing, or to say, what that thing is.

As Mo Zhou's figure flashed several times, Gutou and others also put on invisibility cloaks and entered the dream.

As the saying goes, brainstorming, except for some special events, Mo Zhou never thinks by himself.

Besides, the workload this time is not small.

"This is the recent memory fragment of everyone nearby, twenty hours, screening the common points and suspicious persons in the area marked by Da Huang."

"Yes."

Twenty times the speed is the maximum flow rate he can keep the splicing dream stable, which is one hour in the real world.

If he were alone, with a clear goal, he could naturally quickly separate someone's memory.

But now there are at least a thousand people's dreams. Without a target, he not only has to cut out the recent memories of this area, but also compare and search for common points. Twenty hours is already a tight schedule and a heavy task.

But the good news is that during his long time of using nightmares to squeeze surplus value, several people have become accustomed to high-intensity tasks and have mastered the use of dreams.

More than a dozen hours passed in a flash. Except for Mo Zhou himself who was immersed in one memory after another, everyone else only explored from a third-person perspective.

It's not that they can't do it, but Mo Zhou wants to prevent their personality from being affected by the memories of others.

"King Zhou, I have sorted out a few suspicious people here."

"I have them here too, and their behavior patterns are somewhat similar."

"I don't have any suspicious people here, but there are many animals and cars that appear repeatedly many times, meow!"

Mo Zhou scanned the information sorted out by everyone, glanced at Beni's list and stopped looking:

"Your is the only way they have to go to and from get off work, but those animals are a little suspicious."

Waving his hand to disperse the vehicles, he focused on observing the suspicious people found by Bone and others.

In many pictures, at the entrance of the community, on the seats in the park, and beside the road, there are always a few figures that appear several times in some inadvertent corners, but they have never done anything serious.

Neither rushing on the road nor looking for people, they just played with their mobile phones in one place for a while, and turned around and left in less than half an hour.

"It's very wrong."

Mo Zhou seemed to have thought of something, and a bunch of memories were collected in front of him like poker cards, and after a few seconds, they were smoothly spread out, revealing one face after another.

These are the residents who had just been dreamed of by him.

But among these people, there are no suspicious people!

"It doesn't seem to be a coincidence. These people are not only not residents here, but they may not even know anyone nearby. It's impossible that they are here to use the Internet for free, right?"

The girl also saw something strange at a glance.

But in the next half an hour, the few people fell into another puzzlement:

What Da Huang smelled was not human, but if there is a smell, there is a high probability that there is a physical body, but these people just played with their phones for a while.

What exactly is the thing that produces this strange fluctuation?

After Mo Zhou pondered for a long time, he suddenly pulled open a picture and magnified a detail that everyone subconsciously ignored:

A butterfly.

"Butterfly? But there are many butterflies in the foggy city, and there are many such butterflies in other areas. How did you judge it, King Zhou?"

Bone looked at the butterfly in front of him with some doubts.

Butterflies are very common in the foggy city. Not to say that they are everywhere, but if you pay a little attention, you can find that they are in many areas.

It's not that everyone didn't pay attention to this point when they checked it before, but they found that these butterflies often appeared in other places, so they naturally ignored it.

At this moment, it was magnified, and several people were a little confused.

The next moment, Mo Zhou materialized several butterflies in front of him again and said:

"To be precise, the butterflies we often see in the city should be these, such as the blue swallowtail, citrus swallowtail, jade-belt swallowtail, etc., which are more common in the main urban area."

Then he put the first butterfly in front of everyone:

"But just now I suddenly remembered that when I was looking for a hot pot restaurant, I dreamed of a butterfly lover, and I recalled my memory and found that it was wrong.

This kind of [Broadband Swallowtail Butterfly] is relatively rare even in the urban area of ​​Fog City, and more often appears in the mountainous areas. ”

Gutou and others suddenly understood:

“So you are saying that this butterfly is likely to be released by those guys?”

“Very likely.”

Mo Zhou nodded, fast-forwarded the areas marked by Da Huang, and saved the images where this butterfly appeared.

Several people also quickly discovered the problem:

These dozen butterflies that appeared sporadically were just like those suspicious people. They didn’t know where they appeared from the bushes, and they didn’t know where they disappeared after floating for a while.

These memories are from the perspective of passers-by, and some places are not even clear, and it is difficult to see the bushes and trees in the corners.

But even so, they can still feel that these butterflies will approach some passers-by from time to time.

Even if there is no corresponding perspective, a few people have seen those butterflies landing on some people like dragonflies skimming the water and then leaving in their memories.

“It seems that there are clues now.

As long as you go to the vicinity of those people who have been contacted to observe whether there are special fluctuations, you will know whether the abnormal objects are these butterflies. "

After saying that, Mo Zhou left the dream, deliberately avoided those fluctuating areas, and then came to the home of a passerby.