Zhang Hui looked at a small notebook placed in front of him.
In the notebook, the requirements of the target are recorded.
Article 1: Demand that relevant parties be held accountable.
Article 2: Relevant parties must give an explanation.
Article 3: We must ensure that similar things never happen again.
Zhang Hui swallowed.
As Minister of Home Affairs, he was very familiar with the format of these requirements.
Ultimatum!
This is an ultimatum!
Subtext, no doubt about it.
Hold the relevant parties accountable (if you can't, I will), the relevant parties must give an explanation (if they can't, I'll give it!), and they must ensure that similar things don't happen again (if it happens again, I can't guarantee whether it will happen again)
Something unexpected happened!).
Except that there is no deadline, this is almost the original text of an ultimatum issued by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Federal Empire to a foreign country.
Generally speaking, once this kind of ultimatum is sent out.
This is equivalent to the federal empire entering a wartime mobilization system.
A huge army, navy and air force were assembled.
All railguns in space geosynchronous orbit enter wake-up charging mode.
All strategic weapons of the strategic forces enter firing state.
If the other party cannot give a satisfactory answer within the stipulated time, the war will be unstoppable.
Although, the Federal Empire has not issued such an ultimatum for almost two hundred years.
However, this diplomatic format can still be easily seen by everyone.
so……
Zhang Hui swallowed.
His eyes seemed to see the monsters in the fog, gathering under the orders of their master.
On the ceiling, under the floor, in the cracks of the wall, on the bookshelf.
A number of terrifying and strange things were crawling at that person's feet.
He sits on an empty and divine throne, overlooking the world.
In His fingers, He holds the fragile and innocent planet.
The fire in His eyes has burst out and enveloped this innocent planet.
"Survival or destruction?!"
"Please choose!"
Once the answer is no.
Countless monsters came out in full force.
The whole world is shattered.
No inch of land is spared.
No living thing can escape.
This is almost certainly the future.
Zhang Hui knew it very well because he had faced the terrifying mist lair.
I have witnessed His power with my own eyes.
Two sentences...and two sentences that had gone through layers of protection and filtering, almost made him irrecoverable.
With just one swipe of the phone, his soul was reserved.
That's an unheard of ability.
It is also an unimaginable power.
He raised his head and looked at the police officer in front of him.
This police officer is just an ordinary person, but he knows something about the affairs of the black guards.
Therefore, his seemingly burly body was restless while sitting on the chair.
"Does He have any other requests?" Zhang Hui tried to keep his tone as calm as possible.
"Report to your Excellency!" The police officer immediately saluted and reported: "That young man, after hearing that the suspect was dead, calmly told me: Since he has paid the price, I will no longer hold him responsible!"
"Huh?" Zhang Hui frowned.
"Not long after I left..." the police officer immediately added: "I received a call from the young master. The young master said that he asked me to anonymously express my apology to the deceased's parents, wife and children, and to donate 4,440 anonymously.
Four Chinese yuan..."
"Four thousand four hundred and forty-four yuan?" Zhang Hui's heart skipped a beat, and her calves trembled because of this number.
Because he recalled the forensic doctor's statement in his mind: it has been determined that the frequency of these psychic disturbances is related to some kind of curse...
Perhaps, its descendants and ancestors may have been cursed.
Although I don’t know the type of this curse...
But you can be sure that they will die miserably!
So...the person who still said these words even though he knew the fate of the werewolf, had other intentions?
4444?Death, death, death?
Or it can also be understood as: My patience is limited.
See those wolf cubs?
Do you want to be like them?
If you want to, don't listen to me.
Zhang Hui finally had no more hesitation.
He said to the burly police officer: "Thank you for your hard work! Please get down!"
The other party saluted Zhang Hui, then turned and left.
Zhang Hui watched him leave.
Then pick up a red phone on the table and dial it.
"I'm Zhang Hui!" he said, "take the Ministry of Foreign Affairs!"
After a while, the voice of the Liaison Specialist of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs came from the other side of the phone.
Zhang Hui issued his order sternly.
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Lingpingan closed the store early before nine o'clock.
The main reason is that he is worried that if a murder occurs, it will have a bad impact.
If the neighbors find out, it is more likely to affect the valuation of the bookstore.
Although, he has no intention of selling it.
but……
The value of real estate is just like the number on the bank card of the rich.
Just looking at it makes me feel happy.
At least, if the valuation is there, Lingpingan can comfortably classify itself as middle class.
Instead of relying on federal and imperial subsidies to eat rice worms waiting to die.
After locking the rolling shutter door, Lingpingan sighed: "Fortunately it's evening... there's no one around..."
"Fortunately, the police officer came and left quickly!"
"Otherwise, I'm afraid all the neighbors will know that I killed someone..."
"Hurry up and clean it up!" He said: "Otherwise, if there are blood stains or something, it will be terrible if a customer comes to your door tomorrow?!"
So, he was going to find a mop and dish soap to clean the blood stains on the floor.
Anyway, the police officers have left.
They didn't say anything about protection at the scene.
But when he walked to the counter, he was stunned.
The ground is very clean.
Not to mention blood stains, there are no traces at all.
"Huh?" Lingpingan scratched his head and began to recall what happened in the evening.
He remembered very clearly how much blood the foreigners had shed.
"Did Mr. Police Officer help me clean up?" he asked.
This is the only explanation.
If you think about it carefully, only professionals can completely clean up blood stains.
So, the young bookstore owner was as happy as an eight-year-old child.
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The hinterland of Qinlu.
Deep in a hidden mountain, an ancient castle stands in the canyon.
At this time, it was late at night.
The hall of the castle was dark and extremely quiet.
There were only oil lamps burning on the chairs.
There are thirteen chairs in total.
It is in a circular shape and distributed in this vast hall.
But there was an oil lamp on a chair that had been extinguished for some reason.
The oil lamps fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
A crow flew in from the castle window.
It patrols the entire hall.
Suddenly, it saw something.
He immediately screamed: "The life light has gone out! The life light has gone out!"
