I Became the Ultimate Boss

Chapter 226 Self-destruction (Part 3)

Deacon Huo spoke very briskly, which was influenced by the dance of freedom. Without the dance of freedom, Kemen guessed that she was cold to the bone and would never talk nonsense.

Deacon Huo had something to say, and slowly expressed what he thought and knew.

The first is Shadow Stream's new plan for Whale City, because the Shadow Stream organization saw the establishment of a special affairs university in Koi Island, and also saw that Whale City won a branch campus.

The order that Deacon Huo received was to transfer the work of the Explosive Investigation Bureau into a more covert and long-term underground work——education work.

Start infiltrating with the Ministry of Education first, and then find an opportunity to infiltrate the special university in Whale City.

There are also two Shadow Stream members stationed in the local education department in Octopus City. These places are not special affairs investigation bureaus, and there is no so-called barrier, so it is difficult to check. As long as you are careful, you will basically not be found.

When the higher-ups heard that people from the Ministry of Education had been infiltrated by the Shadow Stream organization, they immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and immediately urged Kemeng: "Quickly, ask her who is in the Ministry of Education, and give us a list."

"I only know the personnel lists of a dozen surrounding cities, and some lists in Crocodile Island. I don't know the other cities that are not under my control." Deacon Huo said.

Kemen asked one by one, telling the list of personnel that Deacon Huo had mentioned.

This is an unprecedented big fish. Deacon Huo knows too many people, a total of 196 people, some of them are local contacts, and some are mentors.

But the names of most mentor-level shadows are still her knowledge blind spots. The shadow stream organization has strict restrictions on information, and what information is known at what level. Those mentor-level figures can only be known by the contact person. The deacon does not need to know too much , as long as you know the contacts and mentors in your city.

Deacon Huo has lived a long life, has been to many cities, and knows many people, but in Jinli Island, she only knows one hundred and ninety-six people.

The Bureau of Investigation immediately issued the most stringent hunting plan for these 196 people, they must be hunted down with thunder, and no rumors should be released before the arrest, and the information must be kept hidden.

"Attack to the Ministry of Education, thank you for thinking about it." After counting the number of people, Kemeng checked the number with the other party again. After the check, he felt that there was no major error in synaesthesia, so he began to ask the next topic.

"What is the significance of the sacrifice you made in Whale City? Will the Lord of Shadows really accept the sacrifice?"

In this regard, the woman seemed to think of something.

A feeling of panic emanated from the woman, and a free and cheerful mood slowly descended.

Kemeng realized that the other party was not in the right state, and immediately reached out to hold the other party's body, threw the stone into it, let her calm down for three seconds, and then took it out from the stone.

The panic still didn't stop, "Don't, don't, I didn't betray the organization!"

The woman made a terrified sound.

No one was threatening her here, but the fear that the woman exuded was real, as if something horrible was strangling her neck in front of her and telling her to die.

After waiting for two seconds, Kemen wanted to wait and see if there would be any improvement, but the other party's mood turned straight down. There was no freedom and joy at all, and it was all fear, and the shadow trembled to the point of extreme vibration, vaguely wanting to It looks like tentacles.

Kemen reached out and fished the person back to the stone, making her think still.

"What's wrong with Kemen?" The people in the think tank didn't have the same understanding as him. They didn't know what Kemen was thinking. They just felt that something happened, but they didn't know what happened.

"There is a problem. I just mentioned the sacrifice and the Lord of Shadows. She has withdrawn from the free state and is very scared now." Kemen stood up and walked back and forth, keeping his senses unobstructed.

"Then let Di Ping dance again?"

"There is a high probability that it won't work. Now that fear has completely suppressed her, it is difficult to enjoy freedom in this state," Kemon said.

Even if it is freedom, it depends on the Basic Law. If there is something like an evil god behind it, who would expect freedom.

This is the result of Kremon's synaesthesia.

After waiting for ten minutes, Kemon took her out again. The shadow-shaped body was like a dynamite cartridge that had been accumulated for ten minutes. With a swipe, her body changed drastically. Dozens of tentacles stretched out, making her completely inhuman.

"!#...￥%*!"

The strange appearance made an incomprehensible sound, it was not the language on the blue star, and it was clearly incomprehensible, but the extremely evil meaning could be heard from its language, which made people feel uncomfortable instinctively.

The staff of the General Administration who watched the live broadcast room felt the power of evil, and through the power of language to penetrate the screen to kill them, their expressions immediately changed, and they turned off the live broadcast room.

By the way, Kemeng's live broadcast room uses a delayed live broadcast, which is delayed for about half a minute, in order to ensure that evil forces are blocked in advance when they penetrate the screen.

"Live room is closed"

The live broadcast room was shut down, and a large number of question marks popped up on the screen.

"???"

"what's going on?"

"The broadcasting room uses delayed broadcasting. The monitoring room of the Whale Sub-bureau and the monitoring room of the General Bureau without delayed broadcasting, including investigators watching on-site, please go to the holy light-like secret room for purification and baptism immediately."

The barrage of announcements slid past, and the live viewers finally knew what happened.

"Ask the key thing and start to blew up?"

"It should be the spiritual pollution on the language side, the live broadcast is gone."

In the monitoring room, all those who watched the interrogation were notified by phone.

The people in the bureau can go directly to the Holy Light Room. Director Wu also took the initiative to go to the Holy Light Room for baptism when he saw that the live broadcast room was shut down for the first time.

"How is Kemon, ask me."

"The people in the monitoring room asked, Kemeng is fine now." The secretary's earphones also have earphones, which are directly connected to the monitoring.

"It's okay, but it doesn't feel safe. Ask Kemeng to put the person back into the stone and let her be quiet. Let's deal with this mental pollution first." Director Wu said with a sullen face.

Spiritual pollution is terrible, but as long as it is not in contact with it for a long time, it can still be cleaned.

Moreover, after one round of purification after infection, it will increase the resistance of human beings' own spiritual level, and have a little resistance to the same kind of pollution.

This round of heavy pollution lasted less than three seconds at most, and it was still within the controllable range.

When the director entered the holy light room, his body immediately felt stabbing pains, and layers of black air came out.

On the other side, Kemon grabbed the shadow with his hands, as if grabbing a soft and very evil thing,

She is no longer a human thing, but a thing called a monster, confused and evil-minded.

Stuffing the person back into the stone, the stone grew the shadow of multiple split tentacles.

The stone was originally an ordinary stone. At this moment, the stone changed, and the surface became smoother, like a mirror, reflecting the image of a multi-tentacle monster.

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