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Chapter 844 His face is written all over his face to teach and educate others

"Don't move! Stay where you are and don't move!"

Young people wearing uniforms from the Disaster Investigation Bureau quickly dispersed the crowd, cleared out the survivors ten meters around Han Fei, and set up mobile guardrails at the monitoring point to surround Han Fei.

"Is there something wrong with the instrument?" Han Fei felt that he could still struggle a little longer. Although there were a lot of ghosts in the abyss of his personality, normal people would not open his brain to check.

"Put your hands on the table! Don't make any movements that can easily cause misunderstanding!" The members of the Disaster Investigation Bureau are well-trained. This is not the first time they have dealt with such a situation. It only took a few minutes to separate Han Fei from everyone.

Open, their superiors also arrived immediately.

"Uncle Zhao! The suspect is controlled at detection point No. 7! Everything is normal now, the target is still sane, and there are no signs of alienation!"

The crowd separated automatically, and a middle-aged man in his forties with unshaven beard walked to the isolation guardrail: "Disaster-level warning? Is this detecting hatred?"

The middle-aged man frowned and stared at Han Fei. Their eyes met, and Han Fei's expression slowly changed.

"Zhao Ming?" The more Han Fei looked at him, the more he felt that the other person's face was very familiar, so he subconsciously read out a name.

"Do you know me?" The middle-aged bearded man's eyes narrowed, he was highly alert, and his hand slowly reached into his pocket.

"You can actually survive a catastrophe?" Han Fei's face was full of disbelief. This Zhao Ming was a policeman from the old city police station. When Han Fei first obtained the gaming helmet, Zhao Ming went to his home with another policeman named Zhang Xiaotian.

Investigating arson.

After experiencing the disaster, Zhao Ming's temperament is completely different from before, capable and mature, like a hungry tiger ready to hunt at any time.

"Why can't I live?" Zhao Ming was already ready to take action. He gave the young man next to him a look and signaled him to evacuate the crowd further away.

"It's normal that you have no impression of me. I wonder if you still remember the name Han Fei." Han Fei looked at Zhao Ming expectantly. He wanted to know what his ending would be in the future dominated by the owner of the shrine.

"Never heard of it." Zhao Ming felt that Han Fei had a mental problem and was a hidden lunatic. This was the same as when they first met in reality.

"Never heard of it at all?" In order to make sure that the other party had only forgotten him, Han Fei asked again: "Then do you still remember your colleague? When you two came to see me together, his name was Zhang Xiaotian."

When Zhang Xiaotian was mentioned, Zhao Ming's eyes became complicated. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a blood-stained police badge from his pocket: "He is here."

Neither of them spoke anymore. After the disaster, many people were gone and would never come back.

"Tell me why you came to the Disaster Investigation Bureau, and why do you smell of hatred?" Zhao Ming pretended not to want to fight Han Fei, but he was actually buying time to evacuate the survivors.

Looking at the crowd that was moving away, Han Fei smiled bitterly: "My name is Gao Cheng. I have a greedy personality and can imprison ghosts in the abyss of my personality."

The coin of fate was spinning in the air, the black mist symbolizing greed poured out from around Han Fei, and behind him was the illusion of the bottomless abyss.

"Calm down! He's not a ghost!" Zhang Menglan ran from a distance, and there was an old man beside her. That man was the messenger who was communicating with Zhang Menglan's boyfriend.

"Team Leader Zhao! Don't do anything yet! We have information about that teacher. He is indeed the owner of a special personality!" The old man hurriedly hurriedly took the file for Zhao Ming to check: "Gao Cheng is on the list and is in need.

School teachers to focus on!”

After taking a look at the engraving on the document that belonged to the director, Zhao Ming reached for his pocket and slowly lowered his hand. The hostility in his eyes dissipated a little: "He can imprison ghosts, but the instrument test shows that he is stained with hatred. Could it be that he put the hatred in his body?"

Imprisoned intentionally? How is this possible?"

"They killed the principal of the school stronghold before they came, and they killed the human traitor who made a deal with the Black Tower!" The old man gasped and pointed at Yan Lan: "He touched the body of the person she killed."

"Lao He, have you confirmed all this information? It is too risky to let a person with hatred into the stronghold." Zhao Ming did not deliberately target Han Fei. He is responsible for all survivors in the stronghold.

"I can stay outside the stronghold." Han Fei was very cooperative. He and the Xinhu police were old friends, so naturally they would not embarrass each other: "I came here mainly to escort the survivors and my students."

"It's already dark now. I really can't let you enter the stronghold tonight, but I will provide tents and enough food for everyone to stay in the safe zone for one night." The old man is in charge of logistics.

The department where I work has started providing psychological counseling and treatment to the survivors of the school stronghold in batches.

An hour and a half later, eleven survivors were taken to the quarantine area near Han Fei by the Bureau of Investigation. Those people were different from Han Fei in that they had been possessed by ghosts on the way here, and some of them were quietly

The sound was cursed by ghosts. Han Fei and the others didn't notice it before. If they were allowed to enter the stronghold, they might cause trouble.

After the two screenings were completed, Lao He's department distributed food and questionnaires to each survivor.

Anyone can join the Disaster Investigation Bureau, but all those who join must be prepared to withstand the extremely high mortality rate. The members of the Investigation Bureau gather together not to survive in the ruins, but to find out what happened to the disaster.

to uncover the truth and take back the city occupied by ghosts.

This is a fortress united by faith. Although it has a small number of people, it is the most powerful among the three human strongholds.

The questionnaire made everything very clear. Those who hate ghosts and are willing to risk everything to fight will stay. Those who are unwilling will not be forced by the Bureau of Investigation. They will wait for dawn and send the crowd to Hope New City.

The Disaster Investigation Bureau enters the city every day to rescue people trapped deep in the city and contact other scattered small strongholds, so they are familiar with this process.

At around midnight, the list of the Investigation Bureau had been compiled. Among the nearly 3,000 survivors, only about 300 were willing to join the Investigation Bureau.

They had no better choice before, but now that they heard that the Investigation Bureau was willing to escort them to the safest human stronghold on the edge of the city, they decisively decided to leave.

It is worth mentioning that the vast majority of students choose to stay. The purpose of the school’s existence is to teach students who are not afraid of death, so that students will not resist assessment and facilitate school management. This can be regarded as a mistake. Many students have experienced

After the brutality of the ghosts, they became more determined to change everything, and this is also the idea that the school has always instilled in them.

The Investigation Bureau is also very satisfied with this result. Ordinary people can play a limited role in a major disaster, but almost all the children in these schools are likely to awaken their own personalities. They are the fire of the future.

Register each student's name, and then they will truly be treated as hope in the Investigation Bureau.

"There are twenty-nine people in the class, and twenty-five have decided to stay! Three of them have special personalities, ten students have initially awakened their personalities, and the probability of the rest of the students awakening their personalities is also very high!" Lao He looked at the record form and felt very happy.

It was so good that Han Fei was even more pleased with it: "The teachers in these schools are really quite capable. Not only are they all at the level of team leaders, but they also teach the students so well!"

"Don't you think they are pitiful? If the principal hadn't been killed, these children would have been put on the table of hatred with their dreams." Zhao Ming was still guarding a place not far from Han Fei, and he did not dare to relax for a moment.

"There are twenty-two people in the second class, twenty people stay, and one student awakens a special personality... Oh my god!"

Lao He's eyes suddenly widened as he watched. He patted Zhao Ming's shoulder hard and cursed.

"Are you sick?"

"Zhao Ming! Look at the test results of Class 7!" Lao He jumped up, his hand holding the report trembling.

"What's there to see from a bunch of brats?" Zhao Ming glanced at the report sideways, and then he couldn't look away.

"There are thirty people in Class Seven, all of them chose to stay, including twenty-five students with special personalities! Among the remaining five, four of the instruments cannot be recognized! One person caused three instrument failures in a row!"

Zhao Ming maintained his posture, his eyes were still squinted and he did not adjust.

Twenty-five students in a class have awakened special personalities? As long as they can grow up smoothly, they will be at least the same group leader level as Zhao Ming!

It’s okay to have twenty-five special personalities. It can be understood as a key class in the city, but what is the situation when there are four children with personalities that cannot even be recognized by instruments?

Zhao Ming's eyes twitched slightly. As for the last student who destroyed an instrument in one test, he no longer dared to comment.

"What's going on with this class? Why is it so much better than other classes?" This is not about standing out from the crowd. It's like having a fighter jet parked in the middle of a chicken farm. Although they are all students, they are fundamentally different.

"I don't know either!" Lao He casually glanced at Zhang Menglan's Class 8, then directly took the report from Class 7 and looked around: "The person in charge of Class 7 is terrifying to be able to teach such a class of monsters! I want to

Tell the director to lock up this teacher and please come into the stronghold!"

"It's okay. I can go in again tomorrow." Han Fei, who was isolated by the protective fence, heard the conversation between the two. He leaned on the fence and waved.

"Are you the person in charge of Class 7?" Lao He and Zhao Ming both looked at Han Fei. They couldn't tell there was anything special about Han Fei.

"It's really me." Han Fei smiled shyly: "You may not think that I have a greedy personality. I often drink ghost blood, eat ghosts, and even sacrificed my fellow prisoners alive before, but I am indeed a good teacher.

What I am good at is teaching and educating people, and saving lives and healing the wounded.”

Staring at Han Fei in the isolation guardrail, Zhao Ming felt that Han Fei was seriously ill, while Lao He silently repeated Han Fei's words: "Living sacrifice? Inmate?"

"Your focus is so strange." Han Fei shrugged: "I'm really not a bad person. I share the same pursuits and ideas as you. If possible, I would like to meet your director as soon as possible."

If Han Fei is just a special personality owner who exudes hatred, then Zhao Ming and Lao He will not pay too much attention to what Han Fei says. After all, the Disaster Investigation Bureau has killed real hatred, but now Han Fei has taught a group of people who can't stand it.

Students who call themselves monsters must be reported.

"You watch him here! I'll notify the bureau!"

Zhao Ming took the report and left quickly. About twenty minutes later, the side door of the Investigation Bureau was opened, and heavily armed members of the Investigation Bureau came to Han Fei's side.

This group of people exudes a strong smell of blood and sinister aura. They should be the main members of the Investigation Bureau fighting against ghosts.

"What do you want to do?" Before Han Fei could say anything, Yan Lan and Wang Chuqing, who had been paying attention to him, stood up and said, "We are escorting the survivors here and we have done our best to cooperate. Don't push yourself too far."

Yan Lan stood directly in the middle of the crowd, facing the members of the Investigation Bureau alone without any fear: "Gao Cheng is a teacher at the school. As the acting principal, I will not let him be taken away alone."

"Our director wants to see him." The leader pointed at Han Fei, then avoided Yan Lan and shouted to Han Fei: "The director said that she had never heard of the name Han Fei, but she always felt this

The name is very familiar. She wants to see Gao Cheng and also wants to see Han Fei."


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