MTL - Cataclysm King-Chapter 66 Bureau X's Special Field Service

  Chapter 66 Special Field Work of Bureau X

  After the corpse collector cleaned up the corpse, the four Golden Oak field agents didn't stay long and left the scene directly.

   At this time, no one knew that on a dilapidated clock tower in the distance, three mysterious people had been staring at the ruins of the "Yanbian Clinic" with binoculars for a long time.

   The leader was a middle-aged man in a brown leather jacket, reeking of alcohol, with a scruffy beard. He looked like an ordinary hunter who could find dozens of them in any tavern in Downing Street.

  He was followed by two young men, a man and a woman.

  The woman has short hair, a black tights, and a high-end firearm pinned to her waist, as well as sophisticated mechanical equipment on her arms and legs.

  The man has a mushroom head, wears round-frame glasses, and is carrying a buckskin backpack. He is not tall and looks like a nerdy student who has not yet graduated from a noble academy.

  The three of them have been observing here for a long time.

   They've been here almost from the beginning of the clinic battle, watching the entire siege operation.

  After waiting for a while.

  Mushroom Head finally couldn't bear it anymore, pushed his glasses, and asked with a puzzled look: "Captain, everyone from Golden Oak has left, what are we still waiting for here?"

  The middle-aged man in the leather jacket smiled casually: "See if there is a chance to find some other clues."

   At this time, the woman in tights also asked: "Captain, why don't we just call the file of Golden Oak, but want to investigate ourselves?"

  The man's name is Xie Guozhong, he is a private detective.

  But their secret identity is the special field work of the federal "X Bureau".

The two young men were his assistants, Xie Guozhong was not stingy with his tongue, and explained a few more words: "Awen, the city of innocence is not as simple as it seems on the surface. Before the cataclysm, the old continent was a legendary battle between gods. This is the place that must be passed through to connect to the Old Continent. The Old God Sect in the city is not only the 'Silver Moon Sect'."

   "Ah, I know that."

  Hearing this, Mushroom's profile picture was an obedient student selected by the teacher to answer the question, so he immediately spoke up.

His endorsement is like a treasure: "The ancient history teacher of the college once said that many old believers were exiled to the city of innocence. There are several old demon gods who have left their belief inheritance in the last era. What are they like? "Lord of Dreams and Pleasures" Arachne, "Source of Plague and Corruption" Sehe, "Lord of Undead and Darkness"."

"hehe."

Xie Guozhong smiled and interrupted Mushroom Head's continued reciting of the text, and said with a light smile, "You kid, don't just say those names casually. Although the old demon gods are in the past, as long as the faith is not destroyed, their will may be from ancient times. Resurrected. It doesn’t matter elsewhere. But here, chanting those names and taboos may be watched by some special beings. Be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth.”

  Mushroom Head realized later, "Ahhh."

  The woman named Awen pondered for a moment, as if she had guessed something, she said again: "Captain, do you mean to say that there is also a problem inside the Golden Oak?"

  Xie Guozhong did not answer directly, but said: "Faith pollution is more difficult than any physical pollution, otherwise Captain Baron, the secret agent in the bureau, will not rebel."

  The three of them chatted and waited for another hour.

  After the fire on the ruins was extinguished, the light near the Yanbian clinic also dimmed.

  Suddenly, a sneaky guy appeared near the clinic in the night vision lens of the telescope.

  Mushroom Head found it immediately, and said pleasantly: "Captain, someone has gone in!"

  Xie Guozhong naturally saw it too, squinting his eyes, his drunken and cloudy eyes flashed brightly, as if confirming some conjecture: "Sure enough."

  Awen said urgently: "Captain, are we going to capture him?"

  Xie Guozhong was not in a hurry, and shook his head: "No hurry. Let's see what he is looking for."

  The mushroom head on the side asked curiously: "Captain, how do you know someone will come back? Besides, the evidence in that stronghold was taken away by Golden Oak, why are you coming back?"

Xie Guozhong said meaningfully: "If no one comes, then there is nothing. But now someone has come back, that is to say, there are items in this stronghold that Golden Oak agents have not found. And there is a high probability that those Silver Moon Sect believers saw There are very important things here, otherwise I wouldn’t risk coming back.”

   Pausing for a while, he seemed to have come to some conclusion, and added: "Tsk tsk. Interesting. It seems that there is a mysterious 'third party' who took that thing."

   "Ah what third party?"

  Mushroom Head and the two were in a fog, obviously they didn't understand.

  At this time, they saw the sneaky figure before rushing out of the ruins again.

   "Captain, that man has come out again."

   "Go, follow!"

  The voice fell, and the three of them also disappeared on the bell tower.

   On the other hand, Ji Xun has followed the car back to the Corpse Collector Building of Team 18 in Beicheng.

   But this time, he didn't rush to devour this piece of [Secret Cause Spiritual Medium], but cut off a small piece with a knife.

   Then he took it, exposed to the air all the way, and walked upstairs to the dormitory.

  The body collectors cannot find enough people all year round, and there are a lot of empty rooms upstairs.

  Ji searched for a room where no one lived on the left and right, walked in, and put the small piece of psychic in the room, like cheese on a mousetrap.

   Then he took out a magic-breaking mechanical bomb worth 100,000 yuan, and arranged a super-sensitive booby trap with extremely thin steel wire.

  As long as someone opens the door, the directed bomb will be detonated immediately.

  He knew very well that the second psychic medium was more troublesome than the first one.

  If someone really came to him, he wouldn't be able to get away with it as easily as last time.

   This booby trap does not say that it can kill the person who followed the smell, but at least it can give him a little time to react.

  Close the door, and Ji Xun walked back to the morgue along the way he came, making sure that the smell overlapped.

  He didn't run around.

   Until the psychic is devoured, no matter where it is, it is not safe.

  This is also the reason why he thought it didn't matter whether this thing could be stored in the storage ring or not.

   Anyway, keeping it in your hands is a disaster, and it must be digested immediately.

  The purpose of joining the job has been achieved, and there is no need for Ji Xun to go on missions with the car.

  In order to prevent anyone from disturbing him, he opened one of the empty iron cabinets containing the corpse, and got in by himself.

   With a bang, the iron cabinet closed and was completely locked.

  The huge listening morgue has become audible.

  Time was running out, Ji Xun lay in the dark in the iron box covered with explosion-proof armor, and immediately began to devour it.

  [Feast] Once activated, the extraordinary characteristics in the psychic medium in his hand flooded into his body like a tide.

  「You have used Feast Devouring, and your constitution is +0.031」

  「You used Feast Devour, Strength+」

   Enlightenment appeared, and a series of values ​​that were more exaggerated than the last one continued to emerge.

   This flash, is several hours.

   Ji Xun, who was lying in the pitch-black iron box, did not notice the passage of time at all.

  He is still devouring non-stop, as long as his body can bear it, he will devour it in big mouthfuls.

  Last time, the psychic medium on Tailor Street had devoured it for more than ten hours, and this one has nearly half more extraordinary characteristics.

   Energy is a good thing.

   But it also means that the risk will become greater and greater.

   Unknowingly, the power value on the panel has skyrocketed from 4.9 to 7.1, and it continues to rise.

  Ji Xun's [Devil's Feast] is now Lv1, and his body's tolerance is stronger, and his devouring efficiency is several percent higher than before.

   Even so, after several hours, he still hadn't devoured the psychic medium.

  Ji Xun estimated that it would take at least three hours to completely devour the psychic medium.

   "I hope those methods can be delayed until dawn."

   With a flash of thought, Ji Xun continued to devour it.

   Regardless of what means those outer **** believers have to perceive the psychic, as long as the devouring is over, everything will be settled.

  However, this time, the enemy came earlier than he expected.

   That's when Ji Xun devoured the psychic in the morgue.

  A dark shadow quietly came to the body collection dormitory of the 18th team.

  "Plague Doctor" Hesse just went to find the field agents of the Golden Oak Security Company, but he didn't find the psychic whose base was lost.

   Thinking about not giving up, he had no choice but to come to the Corpse Collectors branch to try his luck.

   After all, only these two groups of people have entered the altar of the stronghold.

   When a psychic is lost, someone always takes it.

   But he didn't hold out much hope.

   After all, it was the same procedure last time on Tailor Street.

  Normally speaking, it is impossible for these low-level corpse collectors to discover the miracles in the ceremony.

   And that thing is of no use to ordinary people.

  However, this time is different!

  As soon as Hessen came to the corpse collector's dormitory, he smelled a trace of a psychic breath.

  It is also normal to have the residual smell of the psychic on the corpse that was originally sacrificed.

   But to his great dismay, this time the psychic had two scents.

  One went to the underground morgue, and another went upstairs?

   It is impossible for the body collector to move the body upstairs.

   This also means that it is the psychic who left the trace of the breath!

  Hessen cursed angrily: "Damn it, it's actually here!"

   Not sure why a psychic would show up at a small corpse collector headquarters.

   But the truth is right there.

   It was because he had no hope that he was so shocked at this moment.

  He couldn't figure it out, the little corpse collector could actually find the psychic and take it away?

   He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't think about it.

   Now the three strongholds of their Silver Moon Sect have been discovered, and they, the Silver Moon believers, are being wiped out everywhere in the city of innocence.

  Hessen must find the psychic as soon as possible, which is the most important medium to communicate with the great gods.

  The cloaked man didn't hesitate too much, he quietly sensed his surroundings, and then walked up the stairs.

  The smell was intermittent, as if someone had deliberately treated it with a deodorant potion.

snort!

  If it wasn't for him being one of the deacons of the four pillars of the sect, who could perceive the divine echo in the breath of the psychic, otherwise others would really be deceived.

   This alone made him more certain that this was a psychic medium!

  Staying long enough to reach the door, Hesse looked at the closed door of room 504. At this moment, he was sure that the things were in the room.

   After observing the surrounding area, he also faintly noticed something wrong.

   But things must be retrieved, and he cannot give up at all.

  The cloaked man took out a card, and in an instant there was a sharp scalpel in his hand.

  He gently slid on the door lock with a scalpel, as if sliding through the air, and the iron lock shattered.

  However, before he pushed open the door, for a split second, he seemed to hear the sound of a grenade iron pin flying.

  The cloaked man's complexion changed slightly: "Bomb?"

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  (end of this chapter)