"Papapa," The fine golden arc flashed between the fingertips and the skin, and the cold corpse lying on the dissection table twitched slightly, as if the scientific monster Frankestan, who was about to wake up from the sleep, " Strange ... "Devro said to himself with his fingers," The death time is still very short, but you can't extract your memory completely. He observed the body of Zhuolgtu in doubt. The long -term slumped life made him thinner. The data on the screen next to the dissection screen showed that his weight was only 47 kilograms. Researcher's liver.
"The cause of death ... what is this," Dvolu picked up a slender black metal stick from the tray on the side, "... hit the needle," he looked at the broken needle in his hand, the diameter of the needle and the fatal forehead of the deceased's forehead The wound is consistent, and there is no burns around the wound. The shock shot is not shot by the gunpowder weapon.
The blonde man thought for a moment, carefully crossing the body of the forensic officer who was unconscious on the ground, and came to another anatomical table. On the stage, a male corpse was cut on the stage. Skin and developed muscles show that he is a trained warrior. There is a deep hole in the throat of the corpse. The wound almost runs through the entire neck, cut off the spinal cord, and let the soldiers die instantly. ... needle, "Davaru did not find the corresponding weapon that caused the wound in the tray next to him.
He slowly leaned out his fingers, close to the forehead of the male corpse, the electric spark flashed, the orbicularis muscles of the corpse were stimulated, and he began to blink constantly. "I found you, Oriental," A smile emerged from the corner of the mouth of the special agent. Can't get rid of me, friends ... "
At this time, there was no noise from outside, and the messy footsteps of the military boots crushed over the marble floor. "Did you discover it?" The blonde man sighed gently, retracted the slender fingers, and slowly hidden in the darkness next to the theme of the anatomical room.
Five minutes later, the Mongolian army surrounded the Police Department of Zamen Ud, and the camera showed that someone attacked the forensic office and the general elimination on the ground floor, but the signal was interfered by the radio waves and did not see the image of the incident. The anatomical room found three forensic doctors with coma. There was no obvious trauma on them, and there were no traces of damage or loss of items in the room. No need to continue tracing, return to the cloth defense point, "
Twenty -five minutes later, a picture of a long -established building near the commercial street near the railway station appeared. The blonde man wearing a suit slowly boarded the stairs and inspected the second floor. Looking down to observe the mucus stained at the tip of the fingertips, then hold the concrete wall with your hand to send an current, "flow net," the charge covers all the surface, material, position, and shape of the entire room A complete virtual model, the incision that almost visible to the naked eye on the wall appeared, the blonde men emitted high thermal arcs with a fingertips and cut it along the circular gap. The concrete block fell down. In the room next door, I thought about the tie: "I stayed here for a while, is it, where will I go? Fortunately, there is no rain. It's too far away for a while, ""
Forty minutes later, screams came from a room at the Haibal Hotel in Zamyn-Uud City. The screams quickly disappeared. The waiter did not call the police, but told the manager on duty that due to martial law in the city, The hotel was rarely full of stranded tourists. The manager was busy going through the formalities and replied, "Wait a while and check again if there are still screams." The waiter returned to the 8th floor and finished cleaning the two rooms. Hearing screams and calls for help coming from room 804, she opened the door and found a businessman named Zhang from China lying on the floor, covered in excrement, and his hands and feet kept twitching until the ambulance arrived. The businessman has been unwilling to say who he was attacked. He only claimed that it was his epileptic seizure. The Mongolian soldiers reported the situation truthfully and received the order: "There is no need to continue the investigation. Return to the defense point and stand by."
Forty minutes later, a black Volvo S80 sedan came to the customs on the south side of the First Highway and asked to leave Zamyn-Uud and go to China. The soldiers stopped the vehicle and found a fit man sitting behind the steering wheel. The European with long blond hair immediately reported the situation to his superior, "Use all methods to keep him for five minutes, I will be there immediately," the major officer roared on the other end of the walkie-talkie, "If he arrives when I arrive, Without it, you're in big trouble, Chief."
The soldier put down the receiver with a cold sweat on his face and saluted the blond man: "First of all, sir, our commander is on the way. He asks you to wait for five minutes and cooperate with our work, sir."
"Five minutes?" Devoru glanced at the time displayed on the HUD (heads-up display). "Five minutes is time that can be wasted. I will wait patiently." He moved his body and softly He found a more comfortable position in the driver's seat, "But if it exceeds the deadline, you have to compensate me for the loss,"
"Thank you, sir..." The Master Chief bowed and retreated, his right hand holding the assault rifle trembling. He is a veteran who has experienced hundreds of battles and is no stranger to the threat of death, but he is as solid as a rock in the hail of bullets. His hands were shaking violently involuntarily today, and he instinctively wanted to get further away from the black car.
Three minutes later, an armored communications vehicle equipped with a huge satellite antenna drove up at high speed. Before the vehicle could stop, the major opened the back door and jumped out, shouting: "Everyone leave, 100-yard security zone, retreat." Remove the surveillance equipment, now,"
The well-trained soldiers immediately turned off the cameras and evacuated the sentry post, forming a circular cordon from a distance. The major adjusted his military uniform, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and quickly walked to the driver's window of the Volvo sedan and said "pop" He stood at attention and saluted: "Has Erden, deputy commander of the Special Independent Regiment of the Second Motorized Infantry Division of the Mongolian Army, salutes you,... No, Has Erden, a third-level peripheral member of the Brotherhood, salutes you, Congressman, "
"...who are you," Devereux looked at him a little strangely, "but you are very punctual, I appreciate that very much,"
The major's face shone with fear and surprise: "You don't know me, Sir, but my direct commander, deputy division commander Major General Chagan Bala, warned me a long time ago that the Templar Knights of the Thorn Cross Regiment have You may come to this remote place of ours. As a peripheral member of the Brotherhood, it is our natural mission to receive you well, sir."
"Chagan Bala..." Devoru frowned and recalled, and suddenly snapped his fingers: "By the way, he is from Samael, right? I am not very familiar with the Wrath Messenger people. But Chagan Bala should be a member of the Round Table Council ranked within one hundred,"
"Yes sir," Major Has Erdon replied happily, "you really remember him. Lord Chaganbala's ranking is 82nd. It was he who brought me into the big family of the brotherhood. This morning he informed I have a very noble brother who is coming to Mongolia. As soon as I heard the description of the soldier, I guessed your identity."
The special commissioner smiled helplessly: "Samael is the department responsible for large-scale armed operations, and the Temple of Thorns Cross is a department independent of the seven major departments, responsible for assaults, covert operations and punishments. There is no relationship between us. How many interests there are, why do you pay so much attention to me?"
Major Haselden looked around, leaned down and leaned against the Volvo, and whispered: "Because he, like you, is the son of God from Lucifer, and they are not original bodies, but modulated ones." Body..." Before he could finish his words, his voice suddenly choked in his throat. The major was horrified to find that he had lost control of the muscles in his body. Every muscle fiber was twitching involuntarily, and even the ciliary muscles of his eyes had lost their control. Without power, the shape of the lens slowly changed, and his vision became blurred.
A finger broke open the skin and penetrated into his skull from the side of his mandible. A high-voltage electric arc occurred from the end of the spinal cord, directly paralyzing his nervous system. Voices came from far and near in his ears: "These things are investigations." What Ganbala told you is a top secret that is strictly prohibited. He has no right to say it, and you have no right to listen."
The major tried his best to explain, but could not utter a single word. At this time, the numbness in his throat suddenly eased, and some muscles returned to the control of his body. "You still have a chance to say a word, brother Has Erden." , I am about to execute you as the deputy deacon of the Temple of Thorns Cross, please leave your last words,"
"Giggle..." the major struggled to make a voice, "Member, Mr. Councilor... This is not, this is not what Mr. Chaganbala told me. I have been selected by Lucifer as one of the four lucky ones in this issue to accept Lucifer's invitation. Modulation, this information is what I saw at Seraph's headquarters..."
"is that so,"
Devoru's expression did not change, but Major Haselden clearly felt that the control of his muscles was returning to his own body piece by piece, "Yes, I'm sorry, Congressman... I should explain it first..." Cold sweat fell drop by drop, and he felt that there was no strength in his body, and he apologized with his teeth chattering.
"Now four people are brewed every year, and the speed has not changed." The commissioner said thoughtfully, pulling his fingers out of the other party's skin, without a drop of blood on his fingertips.