Chapter 9: Disaster-level alien
At this time, it was a bank building in Tianhai City.
The first-floor lobby of the bank, which had long since closed, was still bustling with people coming in and out.
However, these people did not go through the main entrance. Instead, they went straight down to the fifth underground floor through a hidden elevator on the side.
And this is an action point specially set up by a certain organization.
At this time, sharp and piercing alarms were constantly sounding on the fifth underground floor, urging the staff to rush to their work stations as soon as possible.
The woman rubbed her sleepy eyes while putting on her suit jacket. She took the coffee handed to her by her colleague and walked quickly with the others to the deepest intelligence hall.
At this time, four people had gathered in the intelligence hall, two men and two women, and each of them exuded an extraordinary aura between their brows.
"Two different boundary reactions appeared at the same time?! Is it a territorial dispute?! Is it related to the sudden thunderstorm that just came?"
The middle-aged man in a black windbreaker said with a frown.
"If this is a turf war, can we still stay here and discuss it?"
A shrewd and capable woman wearing glasses spoke coldly to the man.
"According to our intelligence, the incident occurred in the western district of Tianhai City, on a rarely visited side street. There are almost no residents or businesses nearby, and there is no damage to the street or buildings."
Another tall woman projected the information. The picture showed a street where a dozen staff members in black uniforms were putting corpses into body bags one after another.
"Ten people died at the scene, one was injured, and we have no record of the alien's boundary reaction."
After listening to the tall woman's report, the man in the black windbreaker snorted coldly and said.
"What about the other one?"
"Catastrophe-level boundary reaction."
After hearing what the woman said, the man in the black windbreaker suddenly stood up. At that moment, cold sweat soaked his back.
"What!? Disaster-level?! What are the people in the Special Management Bureau doing?! They actually allow a disaster-level monster to appear in the city!?"
The girl sitting on the chair stood up without saying a word. She was wearing a black suit and looked to be about twenty years old. Her black shoulder-length hair was tied into a neat ponytail.
And she always has this kind of unfathomable smile on her face.
Now she stood up and everyone's eyes were on her.
"Regarding this point, I would like to explain that this natural disaster-level individual is registered with our Special Management Bureau."
When these words came out, the others were a little surprised.
"Tianhai City has a registered natural disaster-level anomaly? Why have we never known about this? Deputy Director Lin, do you want to explain?"
The girl called Deputy Director Lin glanced at the man in the black windbreaker and ignored his questioning.
The others also looked at the girl, seemingly having the same doubts.
She slowly picked up the coffee cup on the table, stirred it and said with a smile.
"The Special Management Bureau is independent of all agencies, whether it's the CIA, the Ministry of State Security, or the military. We have no obligation to report to you."
"Director Lin, that's not quite right. If you don't need us, why did you call us here?"
The woman with glasses adjusted her thin-framed glasses and said with some dissatisfaction.
"Director Wei, don't be angry. Since we've invited you here for this matter, we don't intend to hide it."
The girl picked up a tablet and walked over to the screen.
"As everyone just learned, there are two boundary reactions that appeared in the city this time. The one with the natural disaster level has been under our supervision for fifteen years."
She moved her fingers a few times on the screen, and the file of a beautiful black-haired girl immediately appeared on the projection. The name of the file clearly read "Shalia".
"Then please tell me what this Xia Liya is like."
The man in the black windbreaker said.
"Shalia, real name unknown, mythology unknown, years of existence unknown, a rather special alien. The alien race is vampire, but different from ordinary vampires."
"She wasn't keen on creating followers to increase her power. Instead, she was eager to take root in human society and live a human life. Five years ago, she was adopted by an elderly couple and renamed Xia Yue."
"Fifteen years ago, I acted as her guarantor and allowed her to enter the Special Management Bureau. Now, she has come into contact with another alien for no apparent reason and even used the power of the realm. This matter naturally falls on my shoulders. I will be responsible for investigating thoroughly, including the other newly appeared alien."
Fifteen years ago?
Everyone present was a little surprised.
Director Lin said that she had sponsored this alien to enter the Special Management Bureau fifteen years ago, but she looks less than twenty years old. Wasn't she just a child fifteen years ago?
As if she saw everyone's confusion, the girl smiled awkwardly.
"The girl's age is a secret. I hope everyone can understand."
Okay, the Special Management Bureau is a special agency that manages aliens. Who can say that the person who can lead this special agency is not another kind of alien?
After a brief description, Lin Ze put down the tablet, picked up her coffee cup and walked towards the door.
"Hey, where are you going?"
The man in the black windbreaker called out to Lin Ze.
Lin Ze walked to the door, turned around and looked at the man in the black windbreaker and smiled slightly.
"Go and investigate, sir."
After saying that, she closed the door and left.
"This woman is so rude! She's just leaving us here like this!? I'm going to complain to her superiors!"
The tall woman patted the man in the windbreaker on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.
"I advise you not to. If we go by rank, you have to call her Commander Lin, and the work she has to do cannot be delayed at all."
"Ah?! Isn't she just a deputy director? She..."
"Don't you understand the administrative hierarchy of the Special Management Bureau? And when it comes to the aliens, ordinary people like us have no way to deal with them. Who can blame the Special Management Bureau for being so powerful?"
"So, what are we here for?"
The man in the black windbreaker sat down on the chair helplessly. Soon, his question was answered and a mission briefing appeared on the projection.
It was a photo of Zhao Qiankun, along with a brief description of the mission.
"This is the only survivor of this incident, Zhao Qiankun. His father is the president of the Zhao Group, so I hope that all departments can work together to resolve the aftermath of this incident."
The three people who saw the mission all had unhappy expressions.
Especially the man in the black trench coat.
"We were called here just to clean up the mess for the Special Management Bureau!? Why?!"
"There's really no respect at all."
"I'm not going to do this. If you want to clean up their mess, go ahead."
This time, the heads of several highest institutions have reached a consensus. What's the big deal? They are assigned tasks directly in this way.
Do you really treat them as your minions?
But at this moment, everyone received a text message on their mobile phones.
The text message was sent by the same person, and everyone was stunned when they saw it.
This is someone that even people in their position absolutely cannot disobey.
The message contained only one sentence: Leaders of all departments are requested to fully cooperate with the work of the Special Management Bureau and ensure no mistakes.
A few people looked at each other, and in the end, all the unhappiness could only turn into helpless bitter smiles.
The special nature of this Special Management Bureau in China can basically be said to be a special department independent of all administrative agencies.
Its administrative level is so high that it is hard to imagine.
"Okay, now that we've come to this, let's get back to work."
The tall woman was the first to speak out.
She smiled at the others and was the first to leave the office.
The woman with glasses adjusted her glasses, nodded slightly to the man in the black windbreaker, and then left the office.
Finally, the man in the windbreaker was the only one left. He seemed to want to say something but stopped himself. In the end, all his words turned into just one word.
"......Grass."
......
at the same time.
In the top-floor operating room of Tianhai City’s most authoritative First Hospital, a group of top-notch doctors who had rushed in from all over the place were nervously performing surgery on Zhao Qiankun.
Although his arm was intact, it was split apart by electricity, and the cells at the connection were necrotic, so it could not be restored even if it was reconnected.
What they have to do now is to save Zhao Qiankun's life as much as possible so that he will not suffer any sequelae from this "car accident".
At the door of the operating room.
A tall man was sitting on a chair. He looked to be in his fifties, with a resolute face, especially his hawk-like eyes, which were fixed on the door of the operating room.
He is Zhao Zhijiang, the boss of the Zhao Group and also Zhao Qiankun's father.
After learning that his son had been in a car accident, Zhao Zhijiang immediately flew over from another place. Although he had more than one son, he was not very satisfied with this son.
But in the final analysis, it is one's own flesh and blood.
Zhao Zhijiang didn't believe what the police told him about the car accident.
All the bodyguards who followed his son were dead. He asked someone to check the scene and there was no sign of a car accident.
This is an act of revenge against oneself.
Zhao Zhijiang, who has been in the business world for many years, knows very well that the business world is a battlefield. He has offended too many people, and he couldn't pinpoint his target for a while.
But he swore that no matter how much force he used, he would make those who harmed his son pay the price.
......
Li Muhan suddenly opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling. He was actually back in bed, and Xia Yue was lying beside him.
It seemed that his waking up also woke the girl up.
Xia Yue slowly stood up.
"What on earth happened last night?"
Li Muhan vaguely remembered that he lost consciousness after being humiliated and beaten by Zhao Qiankun.
But he could still feel that he seemed to have seen a lot of blood and many people died in his hands.
When he regained consciousness, he was already in the arms of Xia Yue, who was in vampire form.
"I killed someone? Did I...did I kill someone?"
Li Muhan looked at Xia Yue with trembling eyes.
Xia Yue sat on the edge of the bed, gently raised her hand and placed it on Li Muhan's shoulder and spoke gently.
"It's normal to lose control when you first activate the power of the realm."
"So, from now on, will I lose control whenever I use this power?"
Just when Xia Yue was about to answer, there was a knock on the door.
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