Three hundred and forty-eighth chapter open eyes to see another world
Cheng Lin didn't know about Jiang Ye's delicate thoughts, or even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much.
Seeing the headlights go away, he felt a little relieved. Then he turned back with his normal expression and talked about other details for a while. After finishing the meal, the three of them left together.
at the same time.
The vehicles of the Thirteenth Division roared through the crowd, arrived at the scene, and blocked the crowd to disperse the people. A few lapels led the police professionals to handle the scene.
After the test report was issued, the little lapel who arrived quickly took the people back to the headquarters compound of the local Special Agents Division with a gloomy face.
Nowadays, this seemingly inconspicuous courtyard is brightly lit, and vehicles are lined up at the street entrance. The little lapel has to park far away, and then walk all the way in.
In a conference room on the third floor of a gray building, the top officer of the Thirteenth Department of Shu was sitting here, constantly processing the information reported by various departments.
"Sir, a special incident just happened in the city!"
The door of the conference room was pushed open, and a team leader strode in with his men, his expression serious, and anxiety gathering on his face.
"Don't panic, stay calm. I have a lot of 'special events' here. Come on, would you like a cup of tea?" At the end of the long table in the conference room, a broad and stocky body was standing sideways.
He was also holding a thermos in his hand and pouring water.
This man looks to be about forty years old. He is broad and fat, with dark skin and thick hands and feet. He is wearing a pure black uniform. Black clothes tend to make people look slimmer. Unfortunately, it does not hold true for this man. The whole clothes is tight, as if
It seems to be hard on the body, especially the abdomen, which always makes people wonder whether the buttons will fall apart at the next moment.
It is precisely because of this that the chief executive, who is at the same level as Shen Shanjing, does not look majestic, but rather funny.
Seeing his boss like this, the team leader was also quite helpless. He couldn't tell whether he should smile bitterly or praise his leader for his stability. The emergency reports on the table were piled up several layers thick, like the accumulation in the middle of winter.
Snow, units at all levels in this jurisdiction are also busy and have become ants on the hot pot, but the top leader is still calm and composed.
"No, Chief, this matter is indeed quite special. He involves the black organization."
"Oh? Is that so? Sit down and say." The fat black man's coal-like face opened his eyes, pointed to the blue seat, and said.
At the same time, he himself sat down with some difficulty.
If outsiders saw this scene, it would be difficult to imagine that he was actually a top fifth-grade expert. It is said that the body of a practitioner is transformed by spiritual energy, and it becomes more and more perfect, and will only become more and more "strong", but there is no
It's true that he is bloated and fat, but this chief executive is a little abnormal.
Sitting down helplessly, the team leader immediately narrated the entire incident, then handed over the test report and said seriously: "According to the information we learned, the deceased was the leader of a small organization within the jurisdiction. We were there before."
Investigating the source of the rumors, we just found him, and before we could spare any manpower to deal with it, this person would die, and his death would be so strange...
According to the injury examination report, there are almost no traces of fighting. The sword was injured and he was killed with one blow. The technique was clean and neat. The initial judgment is that it was a second-grade monk with a level above 3. It cannot be ruled out that it was done by a higher-grade monk. Witnesses also provided some information.
, it’s a pity that this person’s face was not recorded.
Judging from the on-site investigation, we boldly guessed that it was an act similar to gangsters and gangsters."
"Black eats black?" The head of the Thirteenth Division chewed on the word, smiled and pointed to a photo on the report, which was stained with blood, "This is interesting, do you have any guesses?"
The team leader hesitated and said: "The scene is complicated and confusing, but according to the information we know so far, there is indeed an organization behind it. It cannot be ruled out that it is the black party. They seem to be contacting some hidden local cultivators in an attempt to disrupt the situation."
The muddy water interferes with our exploration. Using logic, we can conclude that it was not them who killed us, but someone else."
The fat black man nodded, his little eyes twinkling: "The analysis is good, and I feel that the person who took action seems to be deliberately using this method to attract our attention, or... is reminding us of something."
"Oh? Chief, what do you mean..."
"For the thunder I pulled out before, I originally wanted to wait and see and try fishing. Now it seems that it is no longer necessary. I ordered you to go down and close the net immediately to eliminate some local forces that have been identified!"
"……yes!"
The team leader nodded and then said: "Then this matter..."
"Stop it for the moment, don't waste manpower on the investigation. With such a big movement, nothing can be found in a short time. Besides, this person should not be hostile to us. It may be the work of some casual cultivators from the neutral faction. Manpower is tight now, so there is no
No need to waste it on this trivial matter."
"Okay," the team leader nodded, but then did not move, but said, "Speaking of manpower... I wonder what headquarters means?"
Speaking of this matter, the fat black man shook his head, took a sip of water, and said slightly unhappily: "It has just been decided, and then several departments will send elites to assist. Hey, that's nice to say, he said he is here.
Assistance, in fact, everyone came here to eat and drink..."
After a pause, he smiled again and said in a relaxed and leisurely tone: "But it's not bad. The projection this time is too big. We can't bear it on our own. It would be good to have more people to share the pressure. It's easy to starve to death if you eat alone.
A few guys used to show off in front of me, but this time we got it back, hehe, the only projection in the country! Who dares to say that I am unlucky?"
The team leader did not dare to speak.
"By the way," the fat black man suddenly slapped his head and remembered something. He stood up and took a report and said, "People from the research institutes on both sides of the Demon City and the Imperial Capital have already set off and will arrive soon. You are responsible for this.
Take care of it. Dean Wu called me just now. The research teams on both sides have been working hard on the research progress. This time, we have a lot of fun together. They are all taking good care of them. These researchers and professors are all precious little ones.
ah."
The team leader took it and looked at it seriously, then stood up, agreed, and was about to leave.
However, at this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open!
"Bang!"
Then, a man wearing a senior clerk's uniform broke in, holding a photo in his hand. He shouted loudly when he came in: "Chief Secretary! The picture taken by the satellite that I just received! Take a look!"
"What? Satellite?" The fat man was startled.
The clerk hurriedly gasped and explained: "Yes, the observatory has not always used satellite observation projections. Previously, due to problems such as projection clarity, there was no effective information, but not long ago, they accidentally photographed it.
A picture! A very special picture! It has attracted great attention from the headquarters!"
"Bring it to me and take a look!" The head of the Thirteenth Division suddenly stood up, like a hill rising from the ground. He stretched out his big hand to grab the photo and looked down.
I saw...
The photo is a blurry shot from a bird's-eye view. Since it was dark, the entire picture has been specially processed. It looks a bit like a film negative. The color is distorted and weird, but the outline can still be barely seen clearly.
The whole picture is a part of the huge plant in the middle of the floating continent.
Extremely small.
I don’t know how those people found this picture from such a wide field of view.
It was a branch of the World Tree sticking out of the clouds.
There are countless broad leaves covering it.
At the very tip and highest point of the branch, in the gap between the two leaves, a standing silhouette appeared.
The outline looked weird and unpredictable because of the photography.
It is like a ghost, similar to a human figure, seems to be wearing armor, standing upright, raising its head.
With burning eyes, he stared in the direction of the satellite!