As he said this, he ignored Tang Qing's murderous look and turned to look at Zhuang Mian and asked:
"Captain Zhuang, is this part of your plan?"
"There's a change of plan, and you're not qualified to know."
Now it was Tang Qing's turn to be shocked - the bandit leader actually knew the purge captain, was this right?
And what is the arrangement? The bandit leader in front of him is not qualified to know, so who is qualified?
Without time to think too much, Tang Qing subconsciously decided to cut the Gordian knot - as long as he killed them all, the credit would still be his.
Thinking of this, he immediately pulled the trigger, but found that the gun in his hand misfired at this moment.
“Damn it…”
He cursed inwardly and pulled the bolt, and sure enough, a bullet shell jumped out from the side of the gun.
Pull the trigger, it misfires, the bullet ejects, and the shell pops out.
After repeating this three times, even though Tang Qing had a medically confirmed intellectual disability, he would have noticed something was wrong.
"It's useless. They're all here."
A young man's voice came from the corner of the wall. Tang Qing turned his head in confusion for the third time and found that the young man who should have been knocked unconscious by him had let go of his right hand, and the yellow bullets in it fell to the ground with a clink.
"Yes, yes, that's the expression."
A look of joy appeared on El's dirty face. Whenever his opponents looked down on him because of his appearance but eventually fell into his hands, he would always feel a kind of joy from the bottom of his heart.
"You, the three of you..."
Tang Qing's voice was trembling with an unstable frequency, and his legs were shaking as he moved towards the wall.
One's predecessors will lie, kidnapped children will lie, and even the corpses on the ground will lie.
In this midnight sewer, it seems that only the cold walls will not deceive myself.
“I, I…”
Tang Qing wanted to explain something, but he found that the tallest of the three resurrected corpses had put his finger to his mouth, as if reminding him not to speak.
"What are you going to do with this?"
El was too lazy to look at Tang Qing anymore and looked at Zhuang Mian to discuss solutions to the current problem.
"Tang Qing, a graduate of the 51st class of the Inner City Police Academy, was in the process of clearing out the Mind Flayer headquarters in the sewers..."
Zhuang Mian spoke to himself, pointing at El's waist.
The young man immediately understood and threw the work gloves around his waist to Zhuang Mian.
The purge captain caught it steadily, put it on his right hand and picked up the weapon that Li Rui had thrown away not long ago.
"Killed by random gunfire."
…
"Don't look at it, deal with the scene quickly."
"OK."
El responded subconsciously, but felt that this was not what he should do.
"You don't have to do anything, just replace the filter, I'll take care of the rest."
In the sewer, the three people still standing had a clear division of labor.
El spread out his coat, revealing a pile of filters in the inner pocket, and began to replace them one by one for the security guards who were lying on the ground.
If we want to complete today's script with the least casualties, reducing the audience is of course something that must be done.
And there is an art to reducing the audience.
Two days of emergency training were enough for the security guards to learn how to wear gas masks.
However, due to their long-term lack of training, it is difficult for them to notice the weight impact of ordinary sponges and filters on gas masks.
As we all know, dimensional displacement can also be called "traceless hand".
Zhuang Mian was busy setting up the scene at this time. As the most educated professional among the three people present, he had to set up the scene in a way that was closer to the actual situation when investigating his own case.
As for Li Rui, he was shooting at his own corpse.
“Bang!”
Just when the three of them seemed to be relaxing a little, there was a sudden violent vibration in the sewer, and the source seemed to be... the center of the inner city.
This was not an earthquake, but more like the impact of something hitting the ground.
Zhuang Mian quickly thought of something that was repeatedly mentioned in textbooks - a meteorite impact.
Damn it, their planet can't be so unlucky, right? !
---
"The last trip, the last trip~"
Luke was in a good mood as he was about to complete the move. The place he found was warmer than he expected, and this winter would be much more bearable.
In fact, this last time it didn't matter whether he ran away or not. Those things were not necessities of life for him, but it was better to have them than nothing.
Carefully sneaking into the sewer, Luke planned to complete the final relocation under the cover of night.
If it hadn't been so early in the morning, we could have finished this trip in the morning.
He came to his hiding place, and suddenly, all the hairs on his body stood up.
In his cramped hiding place, a figure sat in the darkness, looking over here.
"Long time no see, Mr. Luke."
A gentle female voice came:
"I'm Shi Jin, I wonder if you still have some impression of me?"
"Shi...Jin..."
In the darkness, Luke's energy arm glowed faintly as he savored the name.
It’s not someone I know. I have a vague impression of him but I can’t remember where he is.
What's going on?
Did I offend anyone?
Since the other party called out his name, it was obvious that he came for him.
In this case, a battle is inevitable.
Although Shi Jin couldn't see the other party's puzzled expression in the dark, he was also dissatisfied because the other party had not responded for a long time.
What? Can law enforcement officers be so forgetful?
I was clearly looking forward to the drama after exchanging identities with the other party, but I didn't expect that the other party had completely forgotten me.
Luke may have caught many criminals, but Shi Jin has only been caught once so far.
Thinking of this, she wanted to arrest the other party even more. After all, this was the order of the congressman, and the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult did not object.
"It seems that you don't remember me, but it doesn't matter, you must still remember Ms. Nia, right?"
Shi Jin stood up from the miscellaneous items that could not even be called a stool, with a faint light in his eyes:
"She asked me to ask you why you defected from the Spire."
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Central spire, underground.
Lin Qingliu's goal was very clear. He could understand the greenhouse farms underground and the real cattle and horses living on the cyber grasslands, but he just didn't understand what the floating blocks at the bottom were.
His body moved downwards little by little, imitating El's appearance at that time and feeling the surrounding matter.
Well, it’s definitely not soil or rock. Starting from about one hundred meters underground, the materials around you are no longer those that you can understand.
Although the things that now fill Lin Qingliu's surroundings still feel hard, there is always an indescribable feeling.
It's like... it's like being alive.
But Lin Qingliu knew clearly that this was impossible, because he could not sense the existence of biofield in the surrounding matter. Even insects have that, which represents the existence of life.
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