Chapter 153 General Offensive
Tu Lanxun walked in like this. As soon as she entered, she felt as if she was burned by the hot air, but it was not her skin that was in pain and sweating, but something at an unknown distance inside her skin, which was closer to her soul.
"Okay." Tu Lanxun took a breath and put the maintenance suit in place, leaving only a gap big enough for her hand to reach in. Then she looked at the one-way mirror, but only saw her own shadow.
Everyone in the observation room should be watching at this time, right?
His pocket was heavy with N's chain. How could a chain be so heavy? Yet Tu Lanxun felt as if he were carrying a weight of ten thousand pounds.
If anything happened this time, the person she would feel most sorry for would be N. She failed to leave the chain in the observation room where many experts from the Gaming Bureau gathered, as it would have been easily discovered.
No, she should go out now, wipe her nose, wrap the chain in paper, or at least throw it into the trash can like throwing away waste tissue, so it won't attract attention.
Just as Tu Lanxun was approaching Tan Ming, tempted by this thought, he slowed down his pace. As he was about to turn around, N's voice came to his ears: "Recover your senses, quickly eliminate his soul core."
"I'll get you out first," Tu Lanxun hissed, his lips motionless. "If it explodes, run quickly and save as many people outside as you can."
"It's totally unnecessary," N said coldly, but his voice was somehow damp, giving Tu Lanxun a sense of coolness amidst the scorching heat. "I'm right here, get to work. He'll really explode soon."
Well, this is your own choice, even if the price of staying here is to die again.
Tu Lanxun abandoned that thought and refocused his attention on Tan Ming, who was now encased in the maintenance suit. Wen Chong's suggestion had proven effective; the double-layered, reverse-directed maintenance suit effectively contained the pale flames, freeing Tu Lanxun from the agonizing pain that gripped his soul.
But I didn't expect that the process of reaching in would be a hundred times more difficult than enduring the roasting of the flames from afar.
As soon as he put his hand through the gap in the maintenance suit, Tu Lanxun was burned, but it didn't hurt. Instead, he felt a kind of dying itch, as if most of his dead nerve endings were squeezed into a bundle and combed back and forth with a needle-tail steel comb.
Tu Lanxun reached out to turn on his headphones, and Wen Chong's anxious, unceremonious voice came from inside: "What's going on? Why did you turn on the headphones just now?"
"I was so tired from being roasted." Tu Lanxun said honestly, "It's in progress."
The biggest problem now is that it is difficult for her to focus and see the location of the soul core through two layers of maintenance clothes and a layer of jumping light-colored flames. It is more blazing to see in person than through the glass of the observation room, but based on common experience, it should be right there.
So when half of Tu Lanxun's forearm was immersed in the outer layer of maintenance suit, Tan Ming, who was inside, finally stopped provoking him. Instead, he glanced at Tu Lanxun with cold sweat on his forehead, his eyes filled with dejected shock and even fear.
“…” His lips moved, but no words came out.
Tu Lanxun looked at the "self-immolating" ghost without much sympathy. She didn't have time to do psychological work now. She was feeling very uncomfortable.
The same arm felt like it was experiencing a triple cycle of ice and fire. The wrist felt like a rippling soul, like plumbing a pool of magma the consistency of a humidifier mist, burning and itching. But thanks to the protection of two layers of reverse-sustaining suits, it didn't suffer the effects of actual magma. Meanwhile, the wrist and the inch behind it were bitterly cold, the joints difficult to turn, as if a layer of ice had formed between the bones, crackling with every movement. That circle of skin felt like it was wearing a red bracelet with a hint of white.
The outermost part is Tu Lanxun's own feeling. She felt like she was sweating and shivering at the same time. This experience can only be experienced when one has a high fever that can be fatal.
Oh, Tan Ming’s soul core has been captured, and as a result, his fingers seemed to be hooked on something else.
Tu Lanxun pulled it outward, just like hooking the gill flesh from the gill plates of a fish. Another burst of icy and fiery pain scraped across her skin, and then there seemed to be something more in her hand.
At the same time, the soul flame in Tan Ming's body gradually went out, and he returned to his original appearance, except that his entire ghost was covered with a layer of swollen white, like chewed gum, soap soaked in water, or burned and dripped and solidified into a ball of wax.
"Are you still alive?" Tu Lanxun said tiredly.
Tan Ming's soul core was in her hand as he cursed weakly, "Of course I'm alive. You're a lackey of the Tourism Administration, a woman with strange abilities... I was wrong..."
He seemed reluctant to go back. When the soul core is extracted, the ghost has two choices: either burrow into the soul core and become one with it, or remain separated from the core and continue to use the soul to move. However, according to Mikhail, the latter sometimes makes one feel very lonely, like waking up from a nap in the dark, having done nothing, and feeling dizzy and aching... It's a very bad state.
But Tan Ming was a ghost who could even endure soul fire, so he was obviously in the third situation—
"His soul body itself has been burned," Bu Linlin commented to Tu Lanxun. "If he continues to stay in there, he'll probably feel like a large, charred, paralyzed, and brittle sponge."
When she said this, she did not hide the fact that Tan Ming's soul core was still in Tu Lanxun's palm, but instead had a hint of sarcastic happiness.
Tan Ming cried out in his soul core, "You will not have a good ending... It was almost, you were all almost sent to hell..."
"You are not just a little bit worse, there is a big difference between you and your master. The main difference is this." Bu Linlin did not give in at all. She sneered and pointed her finger at the side of her head to show humiliation.
Wen Chong patted Bu Linlin and said, "Hey, get back to work. Professor Mu is waiting."
The two used special tweezers from the Tourism Administration to remove a string of things from the soul core. That was the extra object that Tu Lanxun had hooked - the real soul bomb.
"It's really clever. The bomb and the soul core are tied together. The image frequencies of the two are almost the same. It is also very small. It cannot be detected by scanning outside the soul body." Bu Linlin praised Liansheng.
They were quickly dismantled and separated, the crisis here was resolved, and the relevant information was synchronized to Mu Town.
Tu Lanxun didn't know whether she should go to help, so Wen Chong held her shoulders and made her sit on a chair. The latter picked up her right hand and applied a milky white ointment with a not-so-pleasant smell of mineral oil. It was very sticky, but as soon as it touched her skin, she felt a sense of relief as the pain was gone.
"Don't go yet." Wen Chong wrapped Tu Lanxun's hand and winked at her. "Just as you've deduced, Tan Ming and Sun Zhongyi's soul bombs most likely triggered each other after activation, with being taken to the South Branch as the trigger. This was all planned out by them. Now, newbie, tell me what you think."
Tu Lanxun didn't understand why the class suddenly started to interact with each other. "Professor Mu...?"
"Don't worry about it." Wen Chong handed her a glass of electrolyte water. "Professor Mu has a different set of physical methods for extracting the soul core with tweezers. She's more academic, and you're more magical... The soul core extraction experiment is one of Professor Mu's famous research topics. She's much more skilled than you are, so don't worry."
Tu Lanxun finally nodded and said, "I first noticed that anyone who had come into contact with Sun Zhongyi at the bureau would start to get angry as soon as they came to our office. It was the same with Lao Wei and Xiao Zhao."
"So I concluded that their two bombs were likely triggered by each other. The operator was betting that we would discover that something was wrong with them, arrest them and take them back to the police station, and then interrogate them separately. During the interrogation, they would most likely link their information to each other, especially after the bombs were detonated. They wanted us to be more busy and confused, and the more confused we were, the more likely we would link our information to each other, eventually causing the two bombs to explode quickly."
Tu Lanxun saw an expression of approval on Wen Chong's face. Honestly, the so-called manipulator must be Kris. Kris's purpose was also obvious: to use the death of the school principal Wei to send two hidden soul bombs into the South Branch. If the bombs successfully exploded in the South Branch...
The task force responsible for this matter... Meng Baojian, Team Leader Li, Li Ao, Xiao Zhang and Lao Wei... as well as the stationed personnel from the Tourism Administration, such as Wenchong, Mu Zhenzhen, Shen Ou, Bu Linlin, Xiao Lu and Xiao Zhao, as well as Tu Lanxun, who controls the entire development zone, and his fellow ghosts whose soul cores are stored in Tu Lanxun...
We will all be wiped out in one fell swoop!
Tu Lanxun couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. On the other side, Bu Linlin brought the good news that Mu Xiaozhen had successfully dismantled Sun Zhongyi's bomb, and there was a cheer in the observation room.
"Wait." Tu Lanxun interrupted. Everyone looked at her. She looked back at them one by one and said, "But, it's not over yet."
It’s not over yet.
Why was Principal Wei murdered? Was it simply a smokescreen created by Sun Zhongyi to get himself into jail? How can those little devils explain why they were even brought to the school?
The school case itself involves too much activity. Whether it is the murderer or the police, the Kingdom of Heaven Group seems to have no need to do such a thing as getting fully dressed up and doing a 360-degree Thomas spin just to land and fart loudly.
"Continue the trial," Wen Chong said decisively. "Expert Bu, how is Sun Zhongyi doing?"
Tan Ming's soul body has been mostly burned, but Sun Zhongyi is a living person. If anything goes wrong, the participants in the interrogation process will easily be criticized or even punished.
Bu Linlin smiled and said, "Professor Mu said he's fine. His body looks normal, but his soul was burned twice. He might become dumber and have a shorter lifespan... He detonated the bomb himself, so he can't blame anyone else."
Wen Chong nodded slightly: "We should find a way to treat him."
Just as the second round of interrogation of Tan Ming was about to begin, a sudden chorus of car horns rang out in the distance outside, and Tu Lanxun felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Wen Chong, Li Ao, and the other two police officers' phones suddenly rang at the same time. Tu Lanxun's phone also rang. Tan Ming laughed out loud: "It's started! It's started!"
Li Ao frowned: "What started?"
Tan Ming was overjoyed: "General attack! The general attack has begun! Hahahaha!"
Tu Lanxun looked at his phone. The message was from the computer ghost girl. It was very brief, but it made people feel cold inside.
Magic Computer: The convenience store is surrounded, there are many ghosts on the streets, and the whole city is invaded by weird things. Return quickly.
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