The code of the hidden floor was pushed to the emergency processing background of the personal communication terminal as additional task information. Tang Jingguang lit up the terminal and wanted to confirm what the string of numbers was, but unexpectedly the task information was missing.
Replaced by "S-class liquefied mutants, Bright Star Garden on the 13th floor of the Night King Entertainment Club. There is a children's playground on this floor. The situation is urgent and the Pre-War Department is called for support."
Attached below are related pictures. The mutant has lost half of its human form, and is now a large pool of bright red blood-like gelatinous object like an amoeba. Although it has no bones, it can pile up its body upwards, making it look like
It looks very elastic, and then rolls everything it comes into contact with that can be digested into its body, squirming, rippling, and swaying, constantly expanding its size.
The children ran away crying. They didn't run very fast, but the mutants had no legs after all, so their speed was much slower than the children.
For an alienation incident like this, is it necessary to call the Pre-war Department? Why not talk to the police department? What happened to these people next to them?
Although the initial message had been lost, Tang Jingguang still retrieved the code leading to the hidden floor from his memory. He always felt that something was not right about the "Night Emperor", so it was involved in the "Night Emperor" mission.
Naturally, I have to pay more attention to it, so I remember it quite deeply.
He tapped the elevator button and pressed the series of codes in sequence.
Then amid a series of incomprehensible questions, he pushed away his colleagues who tried to correct him and stared up at the screen.
According to the information provided by the director when arranging combat tasks in the car, after the code is entered, a small logo should be displayed. However, except for the floor that the elevator is ascending, there is no response on the display screen.
The smallest number in the series of numbers Tang Jingguang pressed was "5". The elevator rose very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it stopped on the fifth floor.
"Hey, Xiao Tang? What are you doing?" A colleague became anxious and even wanted to push Tang Jingguang away.
Tang Jingguang was also stunned for a moment. At this moment, he quickly recalled the code leading to the hidden floor again and made sure that he was not mistaken.
"Wait a minute," he said.
The elevator door closed again and rose. Then it stopped at the seventh floor.
Tang Jingguang suddenly realized that his colleagues in the elevator were staring at him. A hand reached out from behind and jerked him away. Then the hand knocked out the numbers "9" and "10"
Button, its owner immediately turned his back and blocked the elevator button panel so that Tang Jingguang could no longer control it.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
Others also talked about it:
"Are you crazy?"
"Did you know there are many children on the thirteenth floor?"
Tang Jingguang had a look of astonishment on his face. Facing the questions from his colleagues, he didn't know how to explain it. He had a sense of powerlessness. At this time, it was useless to explain anything. At the same time, he felt a sense of emptiness. This kind of
Feelings of nothingness arise from self-doubt.
His whole body was covered with a creepy weirdness, and Tang Jingguang stood silently. The elevator quickly reached the 13th floor, and his colleagues rushed down in unison, but he still stood there without moving.
Someone shouted: "Hey, Jingguang!"
Tang Jingguang did not respond, and the colleague ignored him. The elevator door closed, and Tang Jingguang waited for it to go down one floor, holding the gun in his hand tighter.
The scene in the elevator was displayed in the light and luxurious general control room. Looking at the enlarged and highlighted internal monitoring of Elevator No. 3, the "maverick" combatant of the Pre-war Division had an unbelievable, confused look on his face.
, the two people sitting on the elegant gray blue shark leather sofa looked quite interested.
"This guy is a material." A man in a navy blue formal suit said, "I think we can take advantage of the situation and include him."
The graceful woman sitting opposite smiled coldly. She temporarily removed the Jin Zhilan cigarette in her hand and blew out the rising smoke into the air gently and elegantly. "At least not now," she said.
After a brief moment, he added: "It won't work for a long time in the future. The wisest choice is to leave him alone."
"Don't move him?" The man was not satisfied with this conclusion.
"We did not handle this incident cleanly," said the slim woman, "and it cannot withstand careful investigation. If another person from the Pre-War Department is involved, then the higher-ups will definitely investigate. Then you can
Can you cope with it?"
"Ahaha. Aren't I trying every possible way to strengthen our team?" The man scratched his head and laughed. He looked away from the surveillance screen: "But then again, regardless of what he said, why did he leak the matter?
manage?"
"Every word speaks for itself." The woman sitting across from him puffed out another puff of smoke: "Let's not talk about the mission confidentiality regulations of the Prewar Department. Even if he says it, do you think anyone will believe it?"
"Pre-War Department." The man said these three words loudly: "It's not that easy to get into the Pre-War Department. Those who can be screened out have not experienced that kind of abnormal training. People who come out like this have poor physical fitness.
Those who are excellent can often withstand higher-level transformations. Even if we don't consider him for the time being, we should mark this person for future use."
"Yes." The woman nodded, indicating that she agreed with his opinion. But her tone still sounded contemptuous, and her charming red nail plate with a picture of stars and moon lazily tapped the armrest of the sofa: "I'm already here.
With his information, Tang Jingguang."
Tang Jingguang didn't know that his fate had been decided by the two people sitting in the monitoring room while talking and laughing. All he could detect was an inexplicable sense of fear arising from a mysterious corner of his heart, as if there was something on the top of his head.
A sharp sword was hung.
What happened today was extremely weird, really weird. But what could he... do?
The elevator was still rising slowly, and then stopped one after another according to the floor buttons he lit. Tang Jingguang waited patiently. The elevator rose to the highest floor, and all the lighted buttons were turned off. However, nothing happened, and outside
It was bright, and there was no floor that matched the information shared by the Pre-War Department - the video footage showed the dark and mysterious impression of a secret sex trade site.
Was he really mistaken?
Tang Jingguang checked the history of the communication terminal again, and even went through the cached offline data. He didn't find what he wanted, as if it was really just an illusion and had never happened.
After the waiting time of the elevator passed, the metal door slowly closed. Since the button panel was dark, it did not move again. Tang Jingguang waited for a while, but nothing happened, so he pressed "13" again.
Let’s finish the work tasks first and then talk about it.