Heading north towards Dusk Pass, crossing the highway next to the fossil forest, you will see an endless plain. Seven hundred kilometers away is the entrance to Shambhala.
Mages in the medieval times called it the Gate of Hell. It was 20,000 meters underground and explored the gaps in the cliffs and deep valleys. Finally, it came to the edge of the continental shelf and built the city of Eureka in the volcanic area. This is
The junction of the underworld and Shambhala.
Luo Pingan enters Shambhala from the Himalayas and comes out of the Eureka volcano.
At this moment——
——Mr. Ishimura changed his clothes and put on a cold-proof leather jacket. He endured the frost and cold air brought by the underground condensation water and put covers on various electronic equipment in the car to prevent these sophisticated electronic instruments from being blown away by the huge air in the air.
There's something wrong with the artificial sun.
He drove a large truck, disguised as an employee of a logistics company, and wanted to return to Eureka Volcano.
He casually grabbed a meat ball, which was hellcat's official payment tool, the Chaos Egg Poker.
The big round flesh ball is now bright red, as if it has been stained with Vita's brand and has become a tool for the red morpho butterfly.
Mr. Ishimura held the Chaos Baby between his arms and dialed the number on the digital panel. The Chaos Egg, which was originally used as an accounting system, became the encrypted call tool of the Eros Mercy Society.
"Hey, President."
The fossil forest scenery on both sides of the road passed by in a flash, and cold air came in through the gaps in the car windows, and the water droplets were stained with white ash, staining the seats.
On the other end of the phone, President Mercy's response came from the Chaos Egg's throat.
"Is the matter done?"
Ishimura immediately said: "Seventy-seven students have been sent to [Kindom·Wangtu]."
President: "Has it been dealt with?"
Ishimura: "How can it be so fast? Even if seventy-seven people are called here and put in front of me without resistance and let me kill them, I will still have to kill them for an hour, right?"
President: "Be cautious, Mr. Ishimura."
Ishimura: "Don't worry, these kids are just students of Galahad. I can handle it, it just takes a little time."
President: "Then I'll arrange the guests in advance?"
"The price is going to be higher." Ishimura grinned, as cheerful as a Showa man who caught a big fish in a seaside city with bad weather: "The quality of this batch of Yuanzhi is extraordinary."
hang up the phone--
——Ishimura held the steering wheel with one hand and occasionally looked at the passing vehicles in the rearview mirror. With the other hand, he reached into the storage compartment to find cigarettes, thinking in his mind what seventy-seven shares of Homo sapiens flesh and blood could be exchanged for.
With the chairman's ability, he will definitely be able to find a generous buyer.
Yes, he has beautiful skin and sweet appearance, and is almost unisex.
There's no deal he can't negotiate——
——Think about the little babies in [kindom·王土]’s belly.
Peel off the skin first, starting from the heel. I hope the hunters can be more sophisticated in their slaughtering techniques and not destroy these expensive human skins. The more complete the skin is, the better the psychic catalyst will be, like the murals of Galahad.
They are the highest-grade human skin thangkas. These pagoda artworks can be sold for sky-high prices.
Unlike the fat boss, only his hair and liver are valuable, his soul is worthless, and it doesn't matter if he is shot to death randomly.
"Genius! Our genius president! Concho Johnny!"
Ishimura couldn't help but laugh out loud, bouncing his head to the music playing on the car stereo.
"Without him, I might still be confused and confused. People like me, with souls like [kindom·王土], might be seen by others as ugly, incompetent, and with unclear meanings.
Bar?"
"Lazuli Guards and Anonymous... They can never guess where these students have gone. Hehehe...hehehehe..."
The high-pitched and thin laughter that came from Mr. Ishimura's throat was an expression of uncontrollable ecstasy and the proud ripples of the spring breeze.
"The President is my savior! He can always find more talents in me in unexpected places! He is an angel! Ah...ah!~"
The middle-aged man's cheeks were red, and hot steam came out of his throat.
"I really want to, I really want to pinch his face! Kang Que! ~ My President, my God of Love and Mercy President - my little Cupid! I really want to hold him in my arms and hold him tightly
Love you!"
After waking up from the whimpering and lamentation of the Chaos Egg, Ishimura's expression immediately returned to his working state, turning into a calm and restrained social animal, and he never went crazy again.
"Hello...who is this?"
"Ahem...Mr. Ishimura?"
The person speaking standard Japanese on the other end of the phone was the female secretary of a business manager in Eureka Volcano City.
Ishimura: "Secretary Kong?"
Secretary: "Yes, the boss wants to ask you, how are the preparations for the next TV show going?"
Shi Cun was a little impatient: "It's already being recorded, don't rush it."
After saying these words, he hung up the phone and threw the Chaos Egg back into the passenger seat.
He grabbed the hanging ornament for the rearview mirror. The little Kewpie doll was exquisitely made, fluffy and soft.
Mr. Ishimura threw away the cigarette butt, put it to his mouth and took a deep puff.
"My Xiaokangque...Kangque...President Kangque...you are the light in my life!~"
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...
At the same time, far away along the railway line from Balasong to the Nine Realms.
The Green Gold Guards, the Guangling intelligence personnel who assisted in the investigation, as well as the school's bachelors and some members of society all gathered next to the railway.
The intercity express train has been suspended. On the ft488 train from Balasong to Jiujie, the fifth carriage disappeared out of thin air. It was the carriage that Bai Lu, Tang Ning and others were riding in.
The surveillance along this dedicated line is that there is only one camera every kilometer. No one knows what happened on this train, and no one knows where the children on the train went.
Jiang Xueming looked solemn and stared at the video in the hands of Teacher 3301.
The train suddenly became disconnected while the train was running. Only the front of the car was seen racing forward, passing four carriages. Then a thick cherry-colored mist drifted past. Then the sixth carriage started the braking process due to a power outage.
The warning signal attracted the drone. After a few minutes, the passengers in the rear compartment realized that something was wrong. They thought it was a temporary line maintenance. When they realized that the fifth compartment had disappeared, it was already too late.
"There are some psychic remnants left at the scene, which should be left when the soul power was activated..." 3301 looked sternly and said to Jiang Xueming: "Your two students, as well as Mr. Liu Weiqiang, Shao Jinghao, and Jiang Bailu
, a total of seventy-seven people are missing.”
Jiang Xueming: "Any clues?"
3301 hesitated for a moment and said in a solemn tone: "Not yet. The psychic remnants at the scene are very weak. I looked along the train link and disappeared after tracking the location of the dining car. It can be seen that the enemy's counter-reconnaissance methods are very powerful.
, he knows how to hide himself and is a professional killer."
Jiang Xueming climbed up to the broken part of the train and observed the scars on the frame of the train. Those scars seemed to be corroded by a strong acid solution, and the wounds seemed to have been chewed repeatedly. Eventually, the iron sheet and rubber became brittle, and along with the drawbar and connecting hook
They broke apart together.
"Are there any witnesses?" Xueming jumped out of the car and asked 3301: "Do you know who did it? This kind of spirit power should be very rare."
3301 said helplessly: "There are Blue Morpho materials in the secret library. It must be the Morpho unit's active cooperation in registering personal information. Except for a few notorious Red Morphos, it is basically impossible to find it."
Xueming followed the railway track for a long distance, from the front of the train to the back. There were no secret passages or secret doors in the middle part of the road. As the Green Gold Guard said, there was no trace of the students at all, not even the broken pieces of the train.
Less than one piece.
There are more than 70 people in such a big carriage. Where did they go?
But there is good news -
"——At least they didn't die." Xueming murmured: "At least they didn't die on the spot. If they died, they should have left some psychic remnants at the moment of death. Haas was originally a Morpho butterfly. If he died on the spot,
There won’t be any traces left.”
3301: "In other words, there is a Morpho butterfly unit that uses its soul power to send the fifth carriage to another place?"
"Lawrence Madison?" Xueming immediately thought of the terrifying power of [Heaven's Gate].
3301 shook his head: "No, absolutely not. He is dead. After turning into a charcoal-roasted blood butterfly, the body stinked. It was dissected and studied at the scientific research institute. And judging from the wound at the break of the train, it has no heaven.
The door is so powerful."
Meteor came over and said worriedly: "What should we do now? Brother Ming? Wait?"
The search and rescue dogs and the lapis lazuli guards had their noses broken, but they still couldn't find any useful clues——
——Two hours later, the search and rescue team of more than 400 people unpacked dry food and prepared to eat.
...
...
[part·not angry]
A motorcycle arrived at the scene carrying two old acquaintances. As soon as Mr. Victor parked the car, Mr. Jason in the back seat rushed towards the group of armadillo hunters, trying to find something useful from these marginalized people.
Before Xueming and Meteor could say hello, Jason took long strides with a serious look on his face. He just waved and walked deeper into the team.
"Hey! Isn't this Jason Megan?"
"Sir VIP! Long time no see!~ I remember last time, you asked us how to steal the log. It's really amazing."
Jason didn't have a good face. These armadillo hunters were informants of the Guangling Stop Intelligence Team. Although they had no lives on their hands and had bullied many new passengers - most of these old dogs who slaughtered young and fried fish respected VIPs very much.
Xueming waited quietly for Brother Jason's investigation results.
Half an hour later, Jason grabbed two middle-aged men with sluggish expressions and came to Xueming.
"They know who kidnapped your sister." Jason grabbed the clothes of the two hunters and said to Xueming: "Activities in Eureka Volcano City, a middleman who cooperated with the city radio and television station, and the local crazy
There is a cadre involved in the Butterfly Sect and the Cupid Mercy Society - his name is Ishimura Takuma."
Xueming: "How are you sure it's him?"
The hunter on the left raised his head with a look of fear and panic and said: "Believe me! Believe me! I have seen the tooth marks on the train..."
The hunter on the right echoed: "Yes! Yes, yes! There used to be robberies in Eureka Volcano City. Logistics trucks were coming and going. The drivers would deliver the things to the logistics site, but when they arrived at the destination, the entire truck was gone.
Yes! It’s the same kind of tooth mark that appeared on the train! It’s exactly the same!”
Xueming looked at Jason in confusion: "Why were they unwilling to speak in the first place?"
"Windmill!" Jason called out Hunwei's real name——
——A delicate hand stretched out from his right arm, Ms. Wendy slapped the two hunters hard, and then two pieces of human body flew from a distance.
They are like broken and scattered building blocks, pouring under the hunter's wide windbreaker, and finally forming the lower body.
Jason: "I asked them to reminisce."
After one of the hunters recovered his lower body, he was frightened by this weird superpower and fainted on the spot. The other hunter still retained a clear consciousness and was caught by Xueming.
"Why [teeth mark]?"
The hunter stammered and explained: "Because... because of the legend in Eureka Volcano City. Platform Zero... The President of Mercy at Platform Zero raised a monster that no one can see.
A monster you can’t even see!”
Xueming: "Monster?"
The hunter continued: "Anyone who goes against the Mercy Society will be eaten by monsters. The victim's body will be found on the street the next day. The body will be skinned and livered, and used to make works of art and White Lady products.
..”
Xueming: "Have you met Ishimura Takuma?"
The hunter's mental state was very unstable, as if he was being forced out of breath by the spiritual pressure of several VIPs.
Teacher Victor appeared from the darkness, and when he walked to Xueming—
——The hunter immediately screamed: "Victor! Mr. Victor! Help me! I'm so scared... I'm so scared! Victor!"
"Please don't look at me with that look..." Victor squatted down and said in a gentle and kind tone: "Just tell me what you know. No one will hurt you. Do you know the specific appearance of Ishimura Takuma? Have you seen it?
him?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Mr. Victor, you are my idol..." The hunter stammered tremblingly: "Can you, can you hug me? Can you be with me?
Sign your name on the back? I have the knife and ink ready. Will you carve a tattoo for me? Mr. Victor... If I can get your signature... I will die with no regrets...
Victor..."
"It's too noisy." Victor took out his pen and called out Soul Power: "Hell's Highway!"
A bright golden-red spirit emerged from Mr. David’s back——
"——Take out Takuma Ishimura from his head!"
The little red-skinned devil smiled ferociously, and his heart-shaped tail was filled with brilliant flames, piercing straight into the hunter's head without leaving any scars.
The target of the attack became quiet, and then Victor started to draw, writing down the hunter's memories of Ishimura Takuma in the diary.
No matter how many times he watched it, Xueming could feel a strong oppressive force when facing the highway of hell. The same was true for Meteor. When this hell kid appeared, Teacher Victor seemed to have become the devil's advocate, and his whole body was filled with excitement.
It reveals a sense of evil that is difficult to describe in words.
After tearing off the diary, Victor handed the remaining pages to Xueming.
[Ishimura Takuma]
[Sex: Male]
[Real age: unknown]
[Age: Approximately thirty-one to thirty-three years old]
[Net height: 183 cm]
[Weight: unknown]
[Blood type: unknown]
[Body scars, burn marks, and tattoos: Cupid’s arrow tattoo on the wrist of the right arm]
[Dominant hand: right hand]
[Other physical characteristics· Nostril deformity or moles: three black moles from the root of the left ear to the neck, with no accompanying hair]
[Mantra and habit characteristics: I like to talk about the President of Mercy. The president’s name is Kangque, and his surname is unknown.]
[Family relationship, etc.: unknown]
[Interpersonal relationships, etc.: unknown]
[Enmity and enmity: On March 17, 2024, I met once while unloading goods at the pier of Eureka Volcano City. I had contact with the local fish head gang and released [invisible monsters] to eat them.
The four sailors from the Fish Head Gang left after saying harsh words. They were accompanied by the TV station's director, who was probably discussing the latest TV show. Four days later, the sailor's body was found on the crane hook of the dock.]
In addition, there is also a portrait of a person in a realistic style.
Jiang Xueming and the teacher nodded their thanks and immediately rang the summons bell.
"Meteor, I'm leaving."
Bu Liuxing: "Should I follow?"
"No need, you should prepare well for the VIP trial mission." Jiang Xueming asked politely: "If you can solve it with your mouth, don't do it with your hands."
Bu Liuxing: "Ah? I have to kiss my enemy?"
Jiang Xueming rolled his eyes, Ah Xing could always be clever in inexplicable places.
He patted his brother on the head to reassure him.
"The enemy's soul power is very special, and the destructive power and speed are not necessarily that strong. Peeling the skin and removing the liver requires a high degree of precision. After all, to make products, it takes a whole day to kill one person, and it takes a whole day to kill four.
The fisherman also spent four days - their human flesh business is mainly done in Eureka Volcano City, and Ishimura Takuma will definitely send all the goods back."
Meteor no longer persisted in asking questions or mentioned the requests of his colleagues.
"Take care, Brother Ming."
Teacher Victor stood up and asked Xueming half a sentence.
"Gunsmith, if you need anything..."
Xueming points to the shooting star.
"Teacher Victor, he needs you more."
The silence lasted for just a few seconds before Xueming added.
"My informants and Guangling Zhixi's intelligence team have all been to Eureka Volcano City before. It's difficult to do things with too many people. Besides, you are so famous that armadillo hunters can recognize your spiritual pressure - not to mention compassion.
Meet these cunning human traffickers."
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Jason: "Don't let anger get to your head..."
"I'm not angry." Jiang Xueming shook his head: "My sister was taken away, and the students are also uncertain about their lives. Being angry can't solve the problem. I know that I'm not angry at all. How could you see me being angry?"
Saying this, Xueming took off his gloves, put the Heart of Steel on his ring finger, and handed the doctor's bag to Jason.
"Help me take care of these three little guys."
When Jason took it in his hand and took a look, his nose was almost bitten off by the little black wolf.
Xueming took off his suit jacket, took off his watch, and gave it to Meteor.
"Take it back to Sister Hong for safekeeping."
He took off his tie, took out a razor from his backpack, tidied his long beard and hair, and cut it into an inch.
In just ten minutes, the roar of a motorcycle could be heard from the end of the tunnel.
Xiao Qi suddenly stopped in front of Xueming and threw away his waterproof combat watch.
Brother Ming wears it on his wrist.
Xiaoqi threw the equipment in front of her lover and asked for details.
"How are they? Where is my sister-in-law?"
Xueming: "Good news, he's not dead."
Xiaoqi: "That's it?"
Xueming: "I believe in Husband and Tangning, and I also believe in Bai Lu and Brother Qiang. They will not be captured without mercy."
Xiaoqi: "Where's the bad news?"
Xueming lifted the equipment box and saw Morpho Clothes, the goddess of hunting Divana and Jing Guang.
"Our wedding has to be postponed, which is very regrettable."
Xiao Qi rolled her eyes and stretched out her hand towards her lover.
Xueming counted the ammunition, hung the two weapon boxes on the motorcycle, grabbed Xiao Qi's palm, and the hearts of steel glowed even brighter when they collided.
He responded to his lover's pull and climbed onto the back seat of the motorcycle.
Brother Qi closed his motorcycle helmet and shouted loudly with his friends.
"Let's go! Let's go on our honeymoon!"
The engine roared loudly, followed by billows of bluestone, gravel, and smoke.
The car's taillights glowed red and disappeared on the subway.
Xiaoqi: "What are you going to do? Seventy-seven hostages..."
Xueming thought for a while and finally said.
"If you can solve it with your hands, try not to talk."