"We can't cause trouble now."

"We still have to abide by the official rules of the New York Survivor Base."

Muñoz glanced at Siani.

He replied quietly.

That kind of reckless and unbridled behavior is hard to forget once you experience it.

Thinking of that smooth skin.

He also felt a little out of control.

only……

Although he is crazy, he is not a brainless guy.

Today is a chaotic time of post-disaster reconstruction.

In order to maintain order, the New York Survivor Base was expecting someone to jump out and demonstrate what it meant to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

Those patrolling guards said they would shoot and they really dared to do so.

Especially when all the survivors' guns were taken away for the sake of order in this base.

When unarmed.

Go and challenge the fully equipped and well-established base garrison.

There is no doubt that he is tired of living.

If he was shot to death at that time, it would be a relatively good situation.

The most frightening thing is not dying.

They were also tortured and asked why they provoked.

"All right."

Siani nodded upon hearing this.

There was a look of displeasure on his face.

Then he drank the coffee in the cup in one big gulp and stood up to go to the dining car to return the coffee cup.

And Munoz still sat there.

Looking at Siani's leaving back, a cold look appeared in his eyes.

An idea.

Quietly emerges in my heart.

This strong black man not only can't bear it.

And also know about his criminal history.

It was like a time bomb that could explode at any time and drag him down with it.

This kind of person...

There seemed to be no need to stay any longer.

Thinking.

Muñoz's gaze became sharper, but there was also a hint of hesitation.

As I said: doing anything abrupt right now would be asking for trouble, and it would be difficult to solve the problem of Siani cleanly and efficiently.

If we take the opportunity to dive somewhere and look for fragments of monster corpses, maybe we can do it?

He just had to avoid the survivors who went into the water with him, and at the same time, he had to try his best not to let anyone suspect him.

This is not an easy task.

unless……

Suddenly.

Munoz couldn't help but lower his head, trying hard to hide the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Because he thought of a feasible solution.

You have to know that what they are doing now is a job that could result in death at any time.

If we can find a way to make Siani accidentally touch the monster's corpse fragments underwater...

Thinking.

Munoz looked up with some excitement.

But he found that Siani, who was about to go to the dining car to return the coffee cup, had disappeared.

Look around.

Except for the many survivors in diving suits who were still eating.

There was no sign of Siani.

This made Munoz's eyes narrow.

The plan has not yet been implemented, and it can even be said that it is just an idea.

Why are all the Siani people gone?

Munoz was a little confused.

He had a bad feeling.

I don't know why.

This bad feeling is very strong.

It was so strong that he wanted to stop thinking about where Siani had gone, and it was so strong that he wanted to put down his diving work and return to the base.

If he just ran away openly and abandoned the mission.

What awaits him may be a lifetime ban from entering the survivor base.

Thinking.

Someone patted his shoulder from behind.

Munoz looked over and saw that it was Siani who had stood behind him at some point.

"Where have you been?"

Munoz asked, putting down his coffee cup.

He just lowered his head.

I don't know where this guy went.

Although there are many ruins nearby that are easy to hide in, it's not possible that if you lower your head for two seconds and then look up again, you won't be able to find this guy's whereabouts at all, right? "The alley over there."

"I noticed it on the way here by car. It's my old house."

"Just now, I took advantage of the officials' break and the free time they were allowed to move around to take a look. The gun hidden under the floor was not found."

Siani came closer.

As if talking quietly.

Hearing this.

The calm Munoz's eyes lit up.

Guns are prohibited in the survivor base, which makes many survivors feel insecure.

But I have to listen in order to stay here.

now.

The ruins of the entire city should have been simply cleaned up and all guns and ammunition confiscated.

But there are always some corners that cannot be searched thoroughly.

For example, the gun that Siani mentioned at this time.

If he had this thing, he wouldn't have to worry about whether those ridiculously expensive pistols on the underground black market in the survivor base were actually used by the official survivor base for sting operations.

"Let's go take a look."

Muñoz stood up calmly.

He immediately walked towards the alley that Siani had just pointed at with his eyes.

Even though he couldn't take the gun back because he couldn't pass the inspection of the city gate guards.

But even if we know that there is a gun placed at a fixed location outside the base.

It's safe enough.

The reason he was able to toy with those female students during the disaster was because he had a gun in his hand.

So when I heard Siani's words.

He lost his composure for a moment and didn't even think carefully about why Siani told him the information about the gun.

Munoz walked quickly.

He had been to Siani's house before.

It was indeed in the direction of that alley, just at the intersection across the alley.

It's quite familiar.

But just as I turned the corner and walked into the alley.

His steps suddenly stopped.

I saw a strong black man tied to a telephone pole in the alley in front of me, with his mouth blocked by cloth.

That's Siani!

"etc……"

Muñoz immediately realized that something was wrong.

If this is Siani.

The one behind him is...

The moment of turning around.

Then he saw "Siani" who had been following him stretched out his hands and pressed him directly to the ground.

Great power and skill.

Leaving Munoz without any power to resist.

He was also tied to the same electric pole as Siani with a rope by this "Siani".

Everything happened in a flash.

Before Muñoz could react, he found himself tied up and secured.

Like lambs to be slaughtered.

Like meat on a chopping board.

A strong sense of fear rose in my heart.

He wanted to resist, but it was of no avail.

I wanted to scream, but I couldn't because of the thing stuffed in my mouth.

…

And the person pretending to be Siani.

At this moment, he stood in front of them, rubbed his face, and immediately returned to his original blond and blue-eyed appearance.

Obviously, it was a disguise magic technique that was more magical than any makeup.

The raven on its shoulder is even more telling.

The person who came was none other than a peripheral member of the Eternal Day Clan.

"Muñoz, Siani... it's not hard to catch the two of you. I can even make you die in a very reasonable way."

"But some of the remaining guys on this list are still difficult to deal with."

"The higher-ups have assigned me too many areas."

Greg Yorn rubbed his temple.

He was muttering to himself, looking at the holographic projection projected by the raven's eyes on his shoulder.

He is a member of the Eternal Day Discipline and Law Department.

On the third day after the disaster.

Yong Zhou quickly began the task of post-reckoning, or should we call it: a great purge of the fallen human beings.

This mission continues to this day.

The targets of this mission are mainly: those who enslaved, killed, and violated their compatriots during the disaster, and those who interfered with Everday and government actions during the disaster.

There are quite a few people like this.

Even if there was a [Wide Area Version Crime Judgment Scanning Device] developed by the lunar research department for the disciplinary and law enforcement departments before the disaster, it could scan a large area at once to find the fallen, eliminating the process of investigation and evidence collection.

But it is still a very busy job.

At the same time, in order to avoid causing panic and disrupting order.

It is also to prevent some depraved people from causing trouble after knowing the situation.

All cleaning is done in secret.

It will only be announced to the public once the purge is completely completed as a deterrent.

Anyway, the survivors in the various survivor bases are still grateful to be alive and have no time to pay attention to whether people they are not familiar with suddenly disappear.

but……

This kind of covert action will undoubtedly make the work even busier.

so.

The disciplinary and law enforcement departments, which had been severely damaged, had to work together with the third team of the rapid response force to complete the post-event liquidation work.

As for the Rapid Response Force, they are cleaning up monster corpses all over the world.

They have almost cleared out the corpses near the human base and are now clearing out the corpses of various monsters in remote areas.

And the rapid reaction force team 2.

More people have died than in the disciplinary and law enforcement departments, and they don’t have the energy to do too many tasks.

Not to mention the other major branches.

"After finishing the task here."

"It seems that the goal of the New York Survivor Base has been almost completed."

Greg Yorn murmured.

Munoz, who was unwilling to wait for death, was making crazy "wooooooo" sounds and struggling hard with his whole body.

This was completely different from Siani, who had stopped struggling because the rope was getting tighter the more he struggled.

This is Muñoz, who killed many people at will.

He seems to be more afraid of death than anyone else.

This made Greg John, who was thinking, look up and glance at him.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you right away."

"Although investigation and evidence collection are no longer necessary, there is still a trial process."

Greg Yorn smiled.

The finger was pointed at the two men tied to the telephone poles.

Seeing this, the raven on Greg John's shoulder immediately had a light flash in front of its eyes and began to record Greg John's trial behavior.

The entire process of judging each person in this task must be sealed and archived.

The two people were tied to the electric pole.

The moment Greg John pointed at them, they felt their muscles tense up.

My heart started pounding.

In mind.

Countless memories flow uncontrollably.

at the same time.

Images appeared in the air.

That was the memory of the sins created by these two people after the disaster began, which was projected in mid-air.

Greg Yorn watched it all.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although I have seen too many scumbags these days.

But it still makes him excited every time.

"You two, let's get going."

Greg Yorn didn't say any more nonsense.

He still has a lot of work to do.

After recording the necessary trial procedures of memory search and exhibition.

He began to use the spiritual power ritual that all members of the Discipline and Law Department must learn - Hell's Descent - on the two of them.

As the name suggests, this will make the victim experience everything he fears most mentally.

It was like hell had descended upon us.

One can only face spiritual death in endless pain.

At this moment, the two men's eyes widened instantly and tensed their muscles.

(End of this chapter)