"Fuck! I've had enough!!"

The cage clanged, and Brez's entire face squeezed into the narrow gap of the fence, staring at his blood-red eyes, roaring towards Fanning!

"What did the consultant give you instructions?"

"It's up to you! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!"

"Consultant, what did you give me instructions?"

No matter how crazy Brez's reaction was, Mr. Wax just stared at him calmly, and once it was the interval when he had stopped breathing slightly, he repeated calm questions.

Carmen Leon next to him had been kneeling down, but at one moment, he suddenly raised his head and used a low tone, clear and ups and downs tone, which seemed to tell some fascinating secrets or declarations:

"Teaching, a kind of teaching, is not the desire and ambition of evil god organizations, nor is it the 'universal' of other official organizations. The more universal the concept is, the more secular it is."

"'Guiding School', hehe,'Guiding School', every instructor needs to understand the meaning behind the name!'Guiding' is not concrete, but abstract, not specific, but broad! Each road will eventually end along different paths, and this time we will have no need to demand to change the road! We witness the shape of history braided into ribbons! The heavy braids! Each strand is more slight and heavier! The completion of the ultimate truth!"

"The sad 'wormology' infected person" Pogleridge, who was sitting at the top of the list in cold eyes, shook his head at this time, "Inefficient information collection, directly, talk to their 'advisor' again. Hey, it seems that the guy with unknown origin has indeed hidden more things from me."

"Yes, leader." Mr. Wax took the order and signaled several subordinates standing at the far end to take action.

"Carmen Leon, just him."

"Master Fanning, you happened to be a guest today, so I'll meet and chat together. Otherwise, these mentors from the Guidance School would be almost out of reach."

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Fanning frowned.

Talk to their "advisor"? The Special Inspection Office has contacted or has it been controlled?

But talking to the "advisor" means talking to the "advisor". What is the reason why these profound knowledgeable people in the guiding school are not enough?

A purely substantial death threat? So that the remaining detainees, including themselves, can witness the tragic execution and vomit out more secrets?

Between the doubts, several investigators next to him had immediately manipulated some device in this secret realm.

With a dull "click", the base of the prison where Carmen Leon was imprisoned fell off and slipped out!

The sensual physicist was directly tied to a narrow and long metal car, and then, along a slope, slid towards the crematorium behind him at a high speed!

"Clang—" the door closed.

Two more investigators climbed to the side of the furnace and poured a large bucket of brilliant essences of "门" and "门" into the furnace like money!

The strange and ferocious dark red halo pattern lit up from the outer body of the entire crematorium!

"Crash"-

A kind of quiet, almost transparent, but with twisted and hot light and shadow, flames spread throughout the furnace in an instant!

"Ho, ho! Hoho hoho!"

Carmen Leon, who was ordered to burn alive, screamed in the stove.

The physicist's howling sound came out from the air mouth of the crematorium one after another, twisting into a heavy echo that seemed to be crying but not laughing, which was creepy!

Large swells of black smoke rumbled up.

What made Fanning's brow locked deeply was that he saw a series of colorful noises in the smoke, but when he shook his head, in the blink of an eye, it seemed that it was just an illusion of his own.

The howling quickly calmed down. After about ten minutes of burning, Mr. Wax signaled to extinguish the flames and asked his subordinates to pry open the door of the crematorium.

The nauseating burnt stench hits my face.

Mr. Wax shook his wheelchair and headed forward.

Without any suspense, there was only a charred human-shaped corpse that was extremely shrinking and stuck to the sticky inner wall of the furnace.

The burned mentor Carmen Leon was obviously dead to death.

While the wheelchair was rolling towards the crematorium, Mr. Wax raised his hand and released more than ten white paper birds, scattered backwards, and turned into turbid wax layers on various prisons.

At this point, it seems that the prisoners were just allowed to witness the tragic execution, and then temporarily isolated and closed them.

In the sense of interrogation, preventing information exchange or even intercourse among people and further applying psychological pressure is also a conventional and necessary means.

Just when Fanning was guessing that it would be his turn to be isolated next, Pogleridge, who was sitting in the right seat, spoke far away to the charred wreckage!

"His Excellency Guidodalezzo, we meet again."

Bogleridge's tone and title were as plain as usual.

"So, please see if this person is the so-called 'intruder'?"

Gui, Guido da Lezzo?

The secret history records the first leader of the guiding school with just a few words?

Wait, why? Didn’t that rumor just say that there might be “Guido da Lezzo’s treasure” in some secret corner of the “incinerator” wreck?

Fanning originally felt that the dream of imprisoning too many "wormology" infected people here made people feel very distracted, and the content of Bogleridge's speech really made Fanning, who was already in a lot of surprise, almost lost his mind again!

Moreover, after Bogleridge spoke, the charred human-shaped wreckage actually started to wriggle slightly!

Very painful.

The first thing Fanning thought of was the skinned priests in the abnormal area, twisting their blood-filled muscles on the ground, trembling because of the pain of life and death, and their bodies were slightly lifted off the ground.

“——tamtzut,utrrrsi,s,si”

The charred wreck seemed to be trying hard to say something.

These fragmented syllables are probably Tulungalia, but they really can't tell any semantics.

Fanning felt that the difficulty level was almost the same as the patient who was lying in the intensive care unit and was covered with tubes.

I temporarily pulled out the tube in the latter's throat and forced him to try his best to speak one or two words, which would probably be the same.

Mr. Wax bent down and put his ears over.

I listened for a few seconds.

Then he took out a strange petal-like thing and put it on the mouth of the charred wreckage - at least probably on the head.

"Does the people brought by the Director of the Department have not yet been determined to judge?"

This petal seemed to amplify the slight vibration in the vocal cords. For a moment, the syllables in Guidodalezzo's throat were transmitted through the entire incinerator, and the semantics could be distinguished!

But this pain is like singchi, with a lot of "hoho" sounds, and the intermittent tone that will die at any time makes the listener feel a great mental pollution!

"Please see if this person is the so-called 'intruder'?" Pogleridge narrowed his eyes and repeated the request.

Why? Is it really Guidoda Lezzo?

Fanning fell into the doubts that the truth is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and he really did not expect that the legendary first-generation leader of the school he had imagined, a preface-holder who should have a very powerful force, would look like this!?

Let’s just say that, but what does “meet again” mean?

Wasn't Carmen Leon the one who was burned to death just now?

Moreover, it really makes people fall into suspicion. What can you "see" such a piece of burning wreck?

"Oh, look at it, let's see, the distinction between intruders and the distinction between intruders is not easy, and, where does this world come from? Where does so many intruders come from?"

The painful sound continued to squeeze out from the vocal cords, and a feeling of hair spreading across Fanning's back again. He felt the collar of his tuxedo become dangerous again.

Fanning took a step, obviously not voluntarily, but was forced by the person sitting in the main seat to slit his throat.

Walk straight toward the door of the crematorium!
Chapter completed!