Chapter 223 Chapter 223

On the first day of the new year, at midnight, followers of the Cult of Seko sneaked into the Bureau of Oddity Investigation and took away strange objects and secret documents.

At 0:15, the sweep was over and the scene was evacuated. Fireworks exploded and a double-ring logo glowing white floated in the air, announcing the existence of Protestantism.

At half past midnight, bombs exploded in front of the offices of investigation bureaus in major cities across the United States, and people finally realized who the attackers were targeting.

By 1:10 a.m., the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation in three cities had fallen.

At 1:23 in the morning, only the Weird Bureau headquarters in the capital was still involved in the battle. The Weird Bureaus in other maps had their names removed and double-ring logos hung on them.

The chief of the Bureau of Illusion is Smith, who was woken up by a phone call at one in the morning. However, the situation had already developed to the point where it was difficult to control. Smith not only notified all the troops and awakened people of the Bureau of Illusion to go to the rescue, but also contacted the army.

The awakened ones of the Bureau of Weird Investigation cannot suppress the development of the situation very well. The mysterious group of black robes obviously has more awakened ones than the Bureau of Weird Investigation. They are even more skilled in controlling power than Jack and others who studied in China.

"Why did this happen overnight? Who are they? Where did they come from?" Smith grabbed the collar of the head of the intelligence department. "You'd better explain to me clearly. When did such a large group of awakened people appear in the United States, and we were completely unaware of it?"

"Calm down, sir." A woman with long brown curly hair was typing away at her keyboard. "I've captured the faces of several people in black robes through the camera, and I'll be able to find out their identities soon... I found them."

Three photos appeared on the computer screen. The brown-haired woman glanced at them and said, "They all look very young. The oldest is only 27 years old, and the youngest is 16. All three are from Mississippi...ah."

"What's wrong?" Smith walked up and asked.

The brunette pointed to the detailed files of the three people: "All three of them lost their loved ones in the past two months."

"Lost loved ones? Killed by mysterious means, right? Were they awakened ones? There were awakened ones appearing right under our noses, but you didn't notice them when you were handling strange incidents?" Smith asked in disbelief.

"In fact, the strange incidents they encountered were not solved by us." The brunette woman continued typing on the keyboard.

“Who’s going to solve it?”

"No one." The brunette woman opened one electronic file after another. "We once received a message from them asking for help regarding a strange situation. The record here says 'not too dangerous, to be dealt with later', and that's it."

"No more?"

The brunette shrugged. "Yes, that's all. Our staff is not doing anything about the cases they filed. No one is investigating or solving them. We are short-handed, as you know. As for the death of their relatives, I still checked their family records and found out the registration information at the funeral home."

Smith looked up at the surveillance screen. The boy was standing on the ceiling, looking down at Jack. In his right hand was a Western sword covered with a layer of ice, which was just enough to restrain Jack, whose awakened ability was fire.

"That weird thing..." Smith felt it looked familiar.

"Number 37 is the strange object in our warehouse." The brown-haired woman said calmly, "It seems that they have already robbed our strange object warehouse. It's really amazing. We haven't studied the usage and danger of these strange objects yet, but they can use them immediately after getting them. Is there someone behind the scenes directing them? I really want to see it."

"Is this the time to feel sentimental?" Smith rubbed his temples in pain. "We should find a way to suppress the situation now. The news is all over the place and has spread to the whole world, you know..."

Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang. Smith glanced at the caller, took a deep breath, and answered the call.

As soon as the call was connected, the person on the other end started to curse at me.

The caller was the Vice President of the United States, who demanded that the Bureau of Investigation, led by Smith, calm the situation immediately. The news had already spread, and I didn't know how many news media were reporting on this incident late at night. There were also many foreign reporters and TV stations on the streets, broadcasting the event excitedly.

"We have become a laughing stock in the whole world! If you don't want to be fired within less than half a year in office, stop it immediately, okay?" The vice president on the other end of the phone shouted until his voice broke.

"Yes, I know, I can solve it." After hanging up the phone, Smith cursed.

The brunette and other colleagues behind him continued with their work, pretending not to hear.

"Can we find out the identity of the person behind this?" Smith asked, taking a deep breath.

The brown-haired woman shook her head. "It's difficult in a short time. Maybe this mysterious organization has appeared before us before, but since the Red Sun descended and the world changed, various sects have emerged one after another, and there must be dozens if not hundreds. Investigating all the new religions from the Red Sun descending to now, and then comparing the identity information of the members, this is bound to be a huge project."

"I have found something about this matter." A bald man raised his hand and pointed at the computer screen. "Isn't he the leader?"

A strange live broadcast was playing on the computer screen, and a sweet smile was on Mang Tao's young face on the screen.

"Oh, who is this cute little angel... No, that's not right." Smith turned his head immediately, "Wait, that's not what I want to ask, I mean this cute kid... No, I want to say this innocent... Damn it?"

"It's amazing, isn't it?" The bald man said with a chuckle, "Just looking at him, it's as if all the unhappiness and worries can be thrown away. Just seeing his smile and hearing his voice can make you satisfied. What a happy thing. Tell me, if those addicts see this, will they not need to buy the powder anymore?"

No one else said anything, they all stared at the screen.

The brown-haired woman said with emotion: "It makes me want to have a baby. Is this the charm of spiritual power? It's amazing. I already guessed that I was tricked, but I don't want to get rid of this temptation at all. I even want to fall deeper."

Smith controlled himself not to look at the computer screen. Not only that, he also asked the bald man to turn off the sound. After not looking or listening, Smith felt that the strange effect was fading away.

The rest was nothing to think about. Once he recalled the figure of the young boy, Smith felt as if he saw his own little son. No, he doted on him even more than on his own son. He wanted to snatch the moon meteorite from the museum to please him.

"So that's how it is. If this is the power, maybe he is the person behind this crazy sect." Smith asked, "Who is he?"

"The leader of the Light Organization." The bald man said with a smile, "I also want to become his believer."

"Stop looking!" Smith shouted angrily. Suddenly he came to his senses and said, "Wait, did you say Denghuo? That weird organization with all S-class members?"

The bald man nodded.

"Are you sure this has something to do with them? How is that possible? These people in black robes are all human, and the members of Light are all weird." Smith waved his hand.

The brunette tapped on the keyboard. "I have some guesses about this."

The scene on the screen switched and turned to the sky, and a glowing white double-ring logo appeared on the computer screen.

"The origin of the god Seker comes from the mouth of the priest in the lantern, and the symbol is the double ring." The brown-haired woman bit her thumb lightly. "If you say there is no connection at all, I will never believe it."

Smith: ...

There is nothing to say now.

"Well, even if it is related..." Smith thought of another important question, "The leader of the Light Organization appeared in the weird live broadcast room just now?"

"Yes, I'm negotiating with China's weird response department." The bald man frowned. "It's too bad that this weird live broadcast room can't be tracked. Otherwise, I would have figured out the location and ran over."

"What are you running over for?"

The bald man replied as expected: "Give the little leader a chocolate cake. I made it myself. It's super delicious."

Smith looked at the bald man's fat belly and said, "For the sake of your health, you should eat less."

The Light Organization negotiates with China, a small leader shows up, and black-robed men who believe in the god Seko appear and attack the Weird Investigation Bureau, all on the first day of the new year.

Coincidence?

Or is there a conspiracy?

This was no longer something that his Bureau of Weird Investigation could handle. Should he report it? But if he did, would he lose his job? He had to make some achievements...

"Sir, Jack is defeated." The brunette woman said, staring at the monitor.

Smith suddenly raised his head and looked at the screen. As expected, Jack was lying on the ground, half of his body was frozen, unable to move. If he hadn't seen his eyes moving slightly on his face, he would have thought he was dead.

Jack was one of the first group to go to China to learn the secrets. He was also the fastest learner and the one with the most destructive power. With his full firepower, he could burn a car to ashes in an instant. He was the trump card of the Bureau of Oddity Investigation, but he lost to a teenager from a folk faith organization.

"Ah..." Smith wiped his face. It's okay. There are other people around. He's fine.

"Sir, the other awakeners are almost done with their lives," the brown-haired woman said calmly, "whether it's fighting or life."

Smith lowered his head. "You mean, all of OddFactory is going to fall?"

"Not all, some of the smaller cities' Oddity Bureaus were not attacked."

Smith: “How big of a difference is it?”

The awakened ones have all been defeated. It seems that we can only use the army. But I don't know what chances the army has of winning against the awakened ones.

After all, they are fully armed troops, so there shouldn’t be any big problems...right?

However, just as this thought came to his mind, Smith received another call. Thinking it was from the Vice President again, Smith did not dare to answer it immediately. He was thinking of some excuse to get away with it, but when he picked up the phone, he saw that it was actually a call from one of his subordinates.

Of course, he dared to answer the call from his subordinate, but as soon as he answered the phone, a noisy voice came from the other end: "Sir, the black-robed men attacked the state government building! Requesting support, please--"

Then there was a series of beeps. Smith couldn't imagine what was going on over there, so he didn't finish his call.

The State Government Building, the building that manages the highest administrative body in a state, was invaded and attacked by men in black robes?

And judging from the sound, he has already sneaked into the interior.

How did they do it? There were security guards patrolling the building regularly, and the building was closed. There were only a few people there, except for some rookies who hadn't finished their work at night, and crazy workers who took work as their home. Thinking about this, there was a reason for the late-night attack. At least there weren't many people working in the building at this time, and there were even fewer patrol officers.

As for the attack on the state government building, what purpose could it have? It was to embarrass the U.S. government.

This situation was beyond his control. Before calling the Vice President, Smith first notified one of his assistants to help him move his luggage. It looked like he really couldn't keep his position.

It doesn't matter. You won't be able to fail all at once. Just go somewhere else for a few years and then slowly climb up.

If his failure to report the incident led to even worse consequences, he would be in big trouble.

Of course the Vice President got angry again after receiving the call, but even though he was angry, the matter still had to be resolved, and of course the President had to be informed of this matter.

So the president, who was still sleeping in bed, was woken up by the phone call. When he knew what happened in the outside world, the American president was confused and didn't know why the world had changed so much when he woke up from his sleep.

"Black robe man, Eccentric Investigation Bureau, Light, Little Chief." Arriving at the office, the President buttoned up his suit while cursing, "Why didn't you tell me after America was gone? At least I could still have a sweet sleep."

"How do you plan to resolve this matter?" asked the Vice President.

The president picked up the phone: "What else can we do? Blame China!"

The Vice President frowned: "It is only speculation that the black-robed people have a relationship with the Lantern Organization. Perhaps our people worship them without permission, just like many sects nowadays. Believing in God has nothing to do with God's will. The Lantern Organization has only just established a cooperative relationship with China today..."

Generally speaking, this has nothing to do with China.

The president glared at him and asked: "What is the truth? Does it have anything to do with my accusation against China?"

Vice President: …

It's okay.

But, isn't solving the problem a priority?

Look out the window, there is war all over the place.

*

Jiuxia Mountain in China.

The two sides had a very pleasant chat, and the cooperation was finalized. Denghuo would provide potions, secret books, and quirks steadily and continuously. Correspondingly, China would try its best to meet any request made by Denghuo as long as it did not violate the law and ethics. Of course, the money for buying things was not saved.

It sounds like a loss, but the Light Organization promised the disaster manager that if the mysterious response department encounters difficult incidents, the Light Organization can help deal with them. The premise is that the incidents that need to be solved are related to mysterious things and have nothing to do with fighting between humans.

Si Zai readily agreed and obtained the contact information of some members.

This group of members are those who have been in China for a long time or who may come to China from time to time.

Si Zai also just found out that besides Bai Yixin and Sha Meng, there are other members who use mobile phones as communicators.

He thought that Qiyi had no interest in products made by humans.

"Is it strange?" Utol played with the phone in his hand. "This thing of human beings is very convenient. I like it."

As expected of a crow, the back of the phone is covered with imitation diamonds that sparkle in the sunlight.

"I don't have a cell phone." Qin Xiaocao answered as a matter of course, "I don't need that thing to contact the leader."

Kailett looked through the messages on his phone: "I have human servants."

I don’t know why Louis hasn’t sent me any messages in the past two days. I hope nothing has happened.

The general direction of the cooperation has been determined, but there are still many details that need to be considered and agreed upon. All of them can be left to Bai Yixin and the priest. Mang Tao already wants to go back.

The live broadcast is about to be shut down.

Just at this moment, Si Zai's cell phone rang and he frowned slightly.

Everyone in the department knew that he was going to meet with the leader of the Light Organization today, so it was impossible for them to call him suddenly unless something very important happened.

Si Xie didn't dare to refuse the call, so he could only apologize to Mang Tao and walked aside to answer the phone. After a moment, Si Xie slowly hung up the phone and looked back at Mang Tao with a very complicated look.

Mango:?

Si Ze walked back to the sofa and sat down, clasping his hands together, thinking about how to start the conversation.

"Is there any problem with the cooperation?" Mang Tao asked.

"No, it's not." Si Zai pondered for a moment and asked, "Just now, I received a call from Kyoto saying that the U.S.'s mysterious response department was invaded, and the mysterious response department buildings in many cities have become the bases of the black-robed people. The whole world is discussing this matter." More importantly, the United States has begun to blame China for this matter again.

"Oh." Mang Tao nodded.

So, does it have anything to do with him? Why do you suddenly tell him this?

Si Zai picked up his phone, opened the webpage and entered a forum page where someone forwarded screenshots of photos taken in the United States.

One of the pictures showed a glowing double ring, while the others showed a group of people in black robes entering the Bureau of Weird Investigation, removing the words "Bureau of Weird Investigation" and putting up the double ring logo.

Mang Tao stared at the double-ring logo.

This thing... looks familiar?

"Host." The Savior System suddenly squeaked, "That is very similar to the symbol on the top of the priest's staff."

"Oh, so that's why. No wonder it looks so familiar." Mang Tao still stared at the picture and said to the salvation system in his heart, "So does this have anything to do with us?"

"Recently, many sects that worship the weird have emerged. Among them, the largest sect in the United States is the Cult of Seko... Host!! This system just checked and found that it was the followers of Kairet! They besieged the U.S. Bureau of Weird Investigation! Just now, no, it is happening now!"

Mango: ...

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at Kailett.

Carret: ?

What are you looking at me doing?