From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 519 Crush
After doing all this, Jilan closed the red book and put it back into the bookcase.

Then, he silently said in his heart:
'save.'

wow——

A strong mysterious magnetic field radiated from Gilan. Maiev, who was standing nearby, didn't know what was happening and felt terrified.

The outline of Jilan's body swayed slightly, and then flashed, as if a mirror image was copied, and then it stayed in the same place.

This phantom looked exactly like Gillan, translucent, with frozen postures and movements, and colorful light emitting from its edges. But even with Maiev's level of clairvoyance, she could not detect the phantom's existence.

Seeing this, Jilan was very satisfied.

He had an intuition that as long as he thought about it, he could ignore the spatial distance and instantly return to the location of the phantom.

And no matter what kind of injury you have suffered, as long as you load it, you will be restored to your current healthy state.

'Unfortunately, only one file can be saved at this stage.'

Ji Lan secretly thought.

After leaving himself a way to escape, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers under Maiev's gaze.

Snapped!
Immediately, the silver arc burst out from his fingers and leaped and landed on the open space in the center of the office.

The floor was suddenly covered with densely packed triangles and circles. The complex structure emitted a dazzling silver light and combined itself into an alchemical array, forcing Maiev to raise her hand to cover her eyes.

Jilan walked to the center of the alchemy array and turned around to instruct:

"Maiwei, there may be a man and a woman returning to the office from the alchemy array. But don't worry, they are my own people planted in the Federation, named Alevia Berry and Werner Zimmerman."

"I remember that, Chairman."

Maiev nodded in agreement.

zizi...

The high-frequency sound of electric current is constant.

Suddenly, there was a whoosh sound.

The silver light in the office room suddenly dimmed.

Maiev put down her hand, and when she looked again, the young man with purple eyes had disappeared.

"Mr. Gillan, I hope you can return safely."

She took a deep breath and prayed silently.

Immediately, following Gilan's instructions, he turned and left, preparing to go to the Quadrangle to inform Emperor Caesar of the matter.

...

...

Buzz! !
Gilan lost his perception in that familiar pulling force. He only saw his vision distorted, the scene in the room being dragged infinitely far away, and then he was flying rapidly in a certain direction.

The surrounding environment turned into colorful lines, stretching continuously into the distance and behind him.

whoosh-

This process seems to take a long time, but in fact it only takes a few seconds.

When he came to his senses again, he found that the environment he was in had suddenly changed.

Gillan leaned on his cane and looked around.

This place looks like a grocery store warehouse, with old metal shelves all around and various things such as canned food, wine bottles, cigarettes, and candies placed on the partitions.

The morning light shines in through the glass windows above the wall, and the dust particles in the air can be clearly seen.

Gillan looked down.

There was a barely perceptible pattern on the dirty carpet, and this pattern was exactly an alchemy array.

"It's quite hidden."

He chuckled and admired secretly.

Click.

At this time, the door of the small warehouse was opened from the outside.

A short middle-aged man wearing a red plaid coat and a leather hat came in swiftly and closed the door behind him.

He walked straight towards me, his original mercenary and shrewd look disappeared, replaced by a serious look.

The man took off his hat, stood in front of Gillan, and then crossed his arms with great respect.

"'Secret Commissioner' Smoot Clement has met with Commissioner Gillan."

The man lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

Jilan leaned on his cane, nodded slightly, and said:
"No need to be so polite, Commissioner Smoot. I'm here on a special mission and need a detailed map."

"Yes, Chairman."

The man nodded.

Immediately, he walked to the corner of the warehouse, rummaged through a shelf, and returned with a map.

"Chairman, this is the latest revised version of the map of the city of Waterhurst. I have personally marked some shortcuts, alleys, and patrol routes of federal sheriffs on it."

"You have a heart."

Gilan took the map and praised it.

Swish.

He spread out the map with one hand, then glanced down. In less than a minute, Gilan had a general grasp of the situation in the entire city of "Waterhurst".

The first target of this trip, the headquarters of "White Dove Tower", is a printing factory located in the northern part of the city.

The factory was called "New Testament Printing House".

On the surface, it is one of the largest enterprises in the Federation, undertaking a large share of business orders in the industry, specializing in revising publications for major book publishers, and is also responsible for the printing work of several large newspapers.

But Jilan knew the inside story.

The secret society "White Dove Tower" believes in the "White Dove Poets" of the October Hour. Their creed is:

"Treachery, lies above all else. Deceiving others to climb the ladder, stealing reputation to help others."

By using printing press publications as a medium, they can better and more conveniently tamper with or even fabricate text content in order to deceive the world.

Spreading false information is only secondary; mixing in "private goods" is the most terrifying thing.

For example, half of the people in the Federation still believe that Omer is a prostitute who ascended to heaven.

Because this is what is recorded in the Dawn Bible within the Federation.

Not to mention the other legends of Sichen...

It has long been tampered with beyond recognition by the "White Dove Tower", which is subtly affecting people's cognition.

"Let's make this cancer, the White Dove Tower, completely disappear from this world today."

Jilan said calmly.

Smoot, who was standing by, heard the chairman's muttering and was stunned.

Chairman, this is...

Are you ready to take action on the "White Dove Tower"? !
Smoot was surprised. "You did a good job."

Gillan folded the map and stuffed it into his pocket, smiling at the man.

"I'll reward you when I get back."

Then he opened the door and left, holding his white cane.

Smoot was left standing there, still in a respectful posture, looking excited.

Xiao Xin has been lurking in the Federation for so long, it is a blessing for him to receive personal praise from the Chairman.

After leaving the warehouse, Gillan walked through the grocery store in front and came to the street.

He is currently located in a remote neighborhood in the eastern part of the city of Waterhurst, more than ten kilometers away from the New Testament Printing Plant in the north.

Gillan, like a local gentleman going out for a stroll, casually waved to stop a horse-drawn carriage. After getting in, he told the driver to go to the printing house in his authentic Jacobin accent.

About an hour later.

He arrived at his destination safely.

The "New Testament Printing Factory" covers a very large area. The entire factory is surrounded by high walls and there are more than a dozen buildings of various sizes inside.

Standing outside, you can hear the muffled clanging sounds coming from the factory, which seems to be the sound of some large machinery working.

Gillan released Vivi.

The little familiar ran through the gate and headed straight for the guard room. After a while, the gate opened to both sides by itself.

Gillan walked in with his cane.

He expanded his exaggerated spiritual awareness, covering an area with a diameter of over a thousand meters centered on himself.

While walking, he searched for the mysterious person in the factory.

Soon, he realized that although the printing factory was large, most of the people there were ordinary workers. Only in the innermost office building were there many mysterious people.

And Alevia was among them.

'found it. ’

Jilan said secretly, with the corner of his mouth raised.

Whoosh!
His figure flashed so fast that it was hard to see clearly.

When he appeared again, he was already standing at the entrance of the office building. There were two ordinary "white pigeons" guarding outside, disguised as security guards. He suddenly felt his eyes blurred, and a young gentleman with purple eyes appeared in front of him.

The other person walked over with a white cane and an expressionless face.

"Stand there and don't move!"

The two security guards were quite alert, their hands already on the holsters at their waists.

But just as they opened their mouths to stop him, in the blink of an eye they found that the young gentleman had passed them and walked into the building.

He was just walking slowly, but his speed seemed like teleportation!

The two security guards drew their guns and prepared to shoot.

But they didn't notice that when Jilan passed them, two silver arcs jumped out with a flick of his fingers.

Two crackling sounds!

The two security guards disappeared in an instant!

Only a wisp of green smoke was left where it was.

And there were two more glass beads in Jilan's hand.

He put the glass beads into his pocket and continued to stride forward into the hall.

There were more than a dozen men and women in the hall, who looked like staff.

But in Jilan's spiritual vision, these people are all level 1 and level 2 spiritualists, and are ordinary members of the "White Dove Tower".

"Um?!"

The moment the group of people saw the young gentleman, several of them changed their expressions.

Obviously he recognized the identity of the visitor.

"Gillan Iros?!"

But in response to them, all they got was Gillan's silence.

And the action of raising your hands.

He didn't want to waste his energy dealing with the small fry.

Crackling! !
I saw him spread out his five fingers, and silver electric light flashed.

Almost in an instant, a spiral of black spikes suddenly protruded from the tile floor under the feet of a dozen men and women scattered throughout the hall!
Squeak, squeak, squeak! !

The sound of sharp objects piercing flesh came one after another.

Blood spurts.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were pierced through the bodies by the stone spears made by Jilan and hung in the air.

These "white doves" still had expressions of shock or astonishment on their faces. Their bodies twitched a few times, then they collapsed and died.

Gillan waved again.

The black spiral stone spikes fell down and disappeared into the ground, and the corpses that were originally hanging there were all decomposed in the process of falling.

There was a handful of glass beads in his hand.

Gillan casually stuffed the money into his pocket and continued to climb the stairs.

There was quite a commotion in the hall, and the members of the "White Dove Tower" upstairs had obviously noticed it.

When Jilan went up to the second floor, he found that there were dozens of people gathered there, some standing and some sitting, looking at him solemnly.

There were eight people in the lead.

Five men and three women.

They were all long-lived people, only two of them were at level 5, and the rest were at level 4. Alevia was one of them, wearing a white dress and looking beautiful, standing at the end.

Her expression was also pretending to be solemn and frightened.

This made Gillan feel impressed by his superb acting skills.

"Commissioner Gillan Iros..."

Among the four, the only two middle-aged men with level 5 strength had fear on their faces and spoke in a deep voice.

"I didn't expect that you would come all the way to the Federation right after you took office, and even find our White Dove Tower headquarters."

"What are you going to do?"

"What?" Jilan raised his eyebrows and held the white cane in front of him. He looked at the group of guys who were facing a great enemy and shook his head. "Didn't your spiritual sense detect the movement downstairs just now?"

"Of course it's murder..."

Gillan gave a cruel grin.

"You, the White Dove Tower, have been my enemy many times, and the tower master, the Chanter, has also participated in the siege of my teacher Pala. Today, you all must die!"

(End of this chapter)