Before returning to the ninth round, Zhang Lang jumped on the roof, dug out the Cam he had buried in the snow, and gave him a happy surprise.
There are only two people left. Zhang Lang has basically determined that the mission assigned by the altar to the reincarnation is consistent with the guess of the ninth round. If the witch representing arrogance is the last one, then the next one that the reincarnation needs to protect is the one representing lust.
The dream monster!
The role of this reincarnator in providing mission information is gone. Let's just kill him to avoid causing trouble. As for how to dispose of the body? At this rate, the mission will be over in less than two days at most. It's freezing cold here, and no one will come to bury it.
In the snowdrift on the roof of the house, not even the smell can come out...
According to Xu, as a reincarnation killer, once he enters a certain world, there are only two ways to leave.
One is to kill all the reincarnations who come to do the task.
Second, the main mission of those reincarnators is over.
As long as one of these two items is achieved, he will leave and be unable to stay even if he wants to.
So in theory, if Zhang Lang doesn't want to take risks and just waits for the reincarnation to finish the task and leave, he will be considered completed. But he won't get any benefits.
And Xu will not give him various mandatory tasks like the altar, and there will be penalties for failure to complete them. Therefore, as long as he follows his heart, Zhang Lang can completely stay away from danger.
However, it is a pity that in Zhang Lang's dictionary, the two words Congxin seem unable to form a new word!
When his sister was still alive, Zhang Lang would endure the insults from the foreman and the whippings from the police officers for the sake of his livelihood and the safety of his sister. Even when he was bullied by the gangsters in the town, he did not dare to fight back, even though he knew that they were just nothing.
Ordinary people with abilities...
In the eyes of everyone, he is a kind, silent, hard-working and honest man.
But all this changed the day the world collapsed...
Now, he misses the once prosperous and lively world. Even the foreman who deducted his wages and the gangsters who bullied him have become so cute and worth remembering...
Zhang Lang doesn't want others to suffer the same tragedy as him!
He can no longer be honest!
After burying Kam's body, Zhang Lang took off his torn clothes, tore them apart and wrapped them around the anti-material rifle to make the weapon less conspicuous.
When the reincarnators perform missions, the weapons they bring into the mission world are all kinds of strange, but they are not very conspicuous in the eyes of the natives.
Xu said that this is an interference mechanism for the altar. Take this anti-material rifle as an example. Although its appearance that does not conform to the style of this world will not change, the natives will instinctively ignore it and feel that this thing is different from the bolts that can be seen everywhere.
There is no difference when using a rifle, it's just more powerful.
But even so, strutting around with a bolt-action rifle on his back was scary enough, so Zhang Lang still put on some disguises.
After dealing with all this, he returned to the Ninth Bureau. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Captain Carl and Gray Grid. When he went to inquire, he learned that the police had transported the bodies of the reincarnated people to the Ninth Bureau, but they did not find anything special.
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Karl also successfully brought back the Dream Demon.
"Zhang Lang, that one behind you is..." Carl felt a little strange when he saw Zhang Lang carrying a long rag package.
"Trophy!" Zhang Lang just said lightly, without explaining anything.
"This is the weapon dropped by those killers!"
Huige, who was performing the mission with him, guessed it and said to Zhang Lang:
"According to the system, this kind of specially designed weapon needs to be analyzed by experts from the Ninth Bureau to confirm that it is not dangerous!"
"I can confirm!" Zhang Lang looked at Huige and then at Karl: "With this, I can better kill other killers!"
"But……"
Gray Grid still wanted to persist, but Karl waved his hand:
"Let him use it first, and then take it back after the case is settled... Zhang Lang, do you have any objection?"
Zhang Lang nodded: "No problem!"
Anyway, now that the case is settled, he won't need this thing anymore.
Zhang Lang looked at the staff who were busy coming and going due to frequent incidents recently: "Where is that succubus?"
"In the cell!"
Karl raised his finger and pointed at the wall behind the reception desk:
"Next to the underground training ground, there is a small guard area, which is specially used to imprison people with special abilities! The cells there are made of special materials. They are not only strong, but they can also block special abilities. Even ghosts cannot escape. But for
It’s the safest place for Ms. Succubus now!”
"Can I go take a look?"
"Of course!" Karl patted Zhang Lang on the shoulder: "It should be Garryman and Claire who are guarding it now...the power of these killers is beyond our expectations. There must be at least two criminal investigation team members inside continuously.
Guard, Gray Grid and I are on standby here, Jace is being examined in the medical room, and Dance is trying to contact the witch!"
"But you'd better go change your clothes first!"
Karl pointed at Zhang Lang’s clothes that were torn from the battle:
"You are now considered a member of the Ninth Bureau. Go get a uniform..."
"Do you have the right size?" Zhang Lang remembered that when he first entered the factory, the ready-made work clothes were not as big as his and they were shipped a few days later.
"Don't worry! It's just like it's tailor-made!" Carl said with a smile: "Don't underestimate an organization composed of special people!"
Zhang Lang followed the arrangement and went to get his clothes. Like several other detectives from the Ninth Bureau, he was dressed in black from inside to outside...
It is said to be a uniform. It has neither epaulettes, armbands, nor brand name patterns. It is more like casual clothes. In the foggy city in winter, dark clothes are the main theme. If there are not several people wearing exactly the same clothes walking together, they just wear this suit.
Walking down the street, nothing seems out of place.
After changing his clothes, Zhang Lang came to the cell where the succubus was kept. As soon as he entered the door, he bumped into the square warrior Galliman. This guy was sitting on a chair, facing the door of the cell, not far behind him
There, a capable woman with brown hair was crossing her arms and staring at a cell.
"Hey, Zhang Lang, you're back?" Kaliman saw his surprised look, and Zhang Lang nodded: "The Dream Demon has arrived?"
"It's right inside, Claire is watching!"
Garriman pointed at the capable woman inside. Gray Grid had mentioned before that there were six criminal investigation teams led by Karl, and he had seen five of them. This woman should be the last one.
Zhang Lang nodded and planned to go in to take a look. Kaliman stopped him hastily: "Wait, don't go in. That guy is very powerful. It's better for men not to have close contact with him!"
"Can't men?" Zhang Lang raised his eyebrows.
"Are you the newcomer?" Claire inside turned around and explained: "The female incubus is the nemesis of men. If you don't want to become her slave, don't look at her!"
Galliman also said: "Originally, this kind of special species needs to be guarded by women, but Claire lacks close combat ability and needs my assistance..."
"So you just have to turn your back to the cell and stare at the door?"
Kaliman spread his hands with an expression of "What else can I do?"
Zhang Lang shook his head, but he still wanted to go in after crossing Kaliman. The thick man immediately grabbed him: "Don't you understand what I said? I know you are very powerful, but the dream demon is a completely different field. As long as
Just look at her and you will..."
Galliman's strength was still far inferior to Zhang Lang, and he couldn't stop him at all. And Claire inside didn't expect this guy to break in. Before he could draw his gun, Zhang Lang and the Dream Demon were staring at each other...