In North America, you call this a coroner?

Chapter 326 Monster, Nuclear Bomb Cleans the Ground

Before Brian knew how to use his abilities, new changes occurred.

On the way back.

Thirteen looked at Brian curiously: "Big Dog, why did you open your mouth to make a phone call but not speak?"

"Try out your new ability and clear the field for what's next..."

Brian said casually.

Of course, his main purpose was to intimidate the Holy Council and exterminate those man-eating beasts!
Return to the office building.

All team members are out on duty.

In fact, the public security in the market has improved a lot recently.

As the firepower and equipment of the police law enforcement team have been greatly enhanced, unless it is in some poor communities, once an emergency occurs, it will take more than a minute to gather police cars from several streets to beat and kill some extremely violent criminals.

Even the helicopters that were previously used only for tracking are now equipped with guided machine guns, ensuring that even if they encounter dangerous Deviants, they can be killed in the shortest possible time.

As more people died, most people's sanity returned to normal.

But high pressure will bring about new countermeasures.

According to the big data research of the Los Angeles police, most criminal activities have become more covert.

This includes murder cases.

When criminals learn to use their brains, the ones who get tired are the people in the NW Operations Department.

This has created a contrasting phenomenon where public security is gradually improving, but the people in the Operations Department are becoming increasingly busier.

In the office, old Harden was dozing off while the chickens were pecking at rice.

Thirteen Dog licked his nose flexibly: "Old Harden was amazing yesterday. I smelled at least four different scents of the opposite sex on him, one of whom was probably older than him. He must be making money secretly behind our backs."

The female clerk sitting opposite Old Harden widened her eyes, took out a snack box, and looked at Thirteen in a flattering manner: "Thirteen, is this true?"

Seeing the woman being fooled, Thirteen wagged his tail and moved closer: "Of course it's true, Thirteen is as honest as the big dog Brian, I want to eat that jelly..."

"No problem, no problem. Tell me what else you smelled... I'll introduce Alice to you during my vacation. She's a competition-level Border Collie from my neighbor's house. She's smart and pretty," the female clerk deftly peeled a piece of jelly and stuffed it into Thirteen's mouth.

I saw this man and a dog whispering.

Brian came to Susan's office alone with a dark face.

"I hope Lao Du's organization will see the changes in the satellite and be sensible, otherwise it will be difficult for me to go there in person at night..."

He wanted to check the coordinates that Lao Du gave him.

the other side.

Lao Du returned to the reading club's office in Los Angeles as quickly as possible.

This is actually the top floor of a commercial office building.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

There are more than fifty companies renting offices here, and it is full of urban white-collar workers, salesmen, and outsiders who come here to do business.

Their people are inconspicuous in there and no one pays attention to them.

There are only three people in the office.

One of them is Lao Du.

Two of his colleagues were sitting together reading a newspaper. When they saw Lao Du coming back in a hurry, one of them asked in confusion, "Lao Du, aren't you out on a field trip?"

The organization's entrustment is handled by a dedicated line, with one line responsible for each task.

So they didn't know the task number that Lao Du was responsible for.

Lao Du ignored his two colleagues and trotted into his office.

He opened the secret room, and after a series of complicated verifications, he came to a small mezzanine space, turned on the advanced computer configured by the organization, and connected to the headquarters website.

Enter a task number.

As soon as the page opened, a satellite surveillance picture appeared.

In the picture, there is a large coastal area, no matter it is a factory, a school, or those seaside villa communities, there is not a single person walking on the road.

Lao Du took a deep breath, adjusted the image magnification, and zoomed the camera in to the street.

This sight made him numb.

It’s not that there are no people on the streets, but that those people... have melted.

Lao Du thought he had seen it wrong.

He rubbed his eyes.

In the picture, a man in a white coat is crawling forward on the ground in fear, as if he wants to escape from the building behind him. However, he has experienced some kind of horrific attack that caused his legs to melt like ice cream.

This change is very fast.

In just a few seconds, the man disappeared under Lao Du's gaze, and only a white coat that corroded more slowly was left.
Lao Du swallowed.

He tapped on the keyboard, adjusted the satellite angle, and finally found the valley where the assassins had disappeared.

It is called a valley, but in fact it is an underground base near the sea dug by humans.

Under normal circumstances, there are quite a few Japanese patrolling there.

There are also some camouflage shielding facilities here.

Unfortunately, they encountered a reading club.

The reading club has a very complex background and possesses the most advanced series of satellites. After the locators are manually installed, some of their backward shielding technologies can basically be ignored.

Lao Du had told Brian before that he could help him destroy this place, and he wasn't joking.

Every time he uses these cutting-edge equipment, Lao Du feels a sense of superiority and pride.

At this moment, Lao Du no longer has this sense of technical superiority and pride.

From what the satellite saw, Lao Du didn't see a single living person, except for a few cold weapons like swords and knives.

No, not just living people!

Not even a dog was seen.

It was as if this place had turned into a ghost town a few hours after he left.

The more Lao Du looked, the more frightened he became.

He couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

People are naturally afraid of the unknown.

What’s more, this is an unknown thing that he cannot understand!
With some trembling, he took out his special mobile phone and dialed the same number as before, wanting a copy of the time when the area first began to change.

at this time.

Lao Du's eyes widened and he turned his attention back to satellite monitoring.

All I saw was the hidden entrance to the base.

Five 'people' walked out from inside, somewhat unsteadily.

The attire they wore was exactly the same as that of the Japanese masters.

Lao Du and his team had already found out the composition of this group of people.

These people are the defectors of the Japanese official organization Ninja Clan, called Anshu, which is composed of a group of enhanced humans, deformed people, and the descendants of deformed people.

"Great, there are still people alive!"

Lao Du didn't know why he was so excited.

He didn't like these Japanese, but he felt excited at the moment.

There are still living people here!

As soon as this thought came into his mind, one of them suddenly attacked his companion.

That 'person' seemed to be going crazy and trembled for a few times. Then, without any signs, he suddenly jumped to a companion like Spider-Man and opened his big mouth to bite him...
The person being attacked was equally ferocious. He opened his mouth wide and bit the other person's neck.

In the blink of an eye, the five people who came out started fighting each other in pairs.

The remaining one obviously looks much smarter.

While its four companions were fighting each other, it rushed towards the living area outside at a very fast speed in a strange posture, and then came to an inconspicuous pit, lay on it, and started to do some strange sucking behavior.

Ok.

Seeing this, Lao Du was completely numb.

It would be better if there were no living people.

Just as he was about to call the headquarters to find out what was going on.

The headquarters called first.

Still the same woman.

Just as Lao Du was about to speak, the woman spoke up: "Don't investigate. This matter is over. Just pretend you don't know."

"But."

Lao Du wanted to talk about Brian's strange behavior when he made a phone call before.

The woman's emotions suddenly lost control: "No buts. If we continue investigating, the reading club will be gone and we will all be destroyed! This is an order from the highest level of the CIA. Lao Du, completely forget about this matter and forget about that damn Brian. He is a devil and he almost destroyed my organization!"

Hearing the boss calling his name directly in violation of the rules, Lao Du hung up the phone in despair.

He rubbed his face: "What on earth is this, that kind of attack?"

Lao Du sighed.

He was about to disconnect the satellite video link, but found that his account had been kicked out.
the other side.

A CIA office somewhere in Brazil.

A middle-aged man in a suit was twirling a pen in his hand. He seemed calm, but his dark suit was actually soaked with sweat.

He couldn't help but urge: "Haven't you contacted yet?"

The male secretary shook his head: "Sir, the vehicles sent into the Dark Sect's territory, once they got within a few hundred meters of the populated area, they became just like the disgusting and weird scene in the surveillance satellite. No one survived, whether it was the elite enhanced people or the leaders of the first-level life forms..."

"Where's the drone!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but burst out: "I applied for the most advanced biological reconnaissance drone!"

"There is life, but"

The male secretary put the latest surveillance footage in front of the officer: "This is the latest footage. I think the survivors are no longer human. In addition, according to the test sent back by artificial intelligence, these suspected mutants have shown a significant increase in physical fitness. The weakest are comparable to first-level life. They seem to be absorbing some mysterious substance in front of the previously dead humans."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but tug at his tie which was soaked with sweat.

Many people think that the CIA's overseas departments are there to cause trouble.

This is both right and wrong.

Their main purpose is to find suitable people to support, bribe and win over.

After that, it is necessary to stabilize the connection with these people and let them become chaotic and hostile to each other.

For example, in Brazil.

Brazil is not Cuba. This is basically their private territory and a "stable" area.

Maintaining stability is the main responsibility of their office here.

As a result, a living area of ​​Japanese defectors, with a population of tens of thousands, seemed to have suffered some kind of terrorist attack in a very short period of time. There were no signs or clear sources of infection, and the attack spread from the central area to the periphery like some kind of biological nuclear explosion.

In just over ten minutes, the place completely lost contact with the outside world.

It is no longer a question of dereliction of duty.

Middle-aged people are now very worried that this horrific infection will spread, and then they will not be able to escape.

at this time.

drop drop~
An email from headquarters appeared on the middle-aged man's computer.

He quickly opened the email.

As soon as he saw it, he stood up quickly and said, "Immediately contact the group of people we bribed, issue a warning of terrorist attack, evacuate all humans in that area, and send troops to block all entrances to that area!"

The male secretary nodded.

Just as he was about to do something, the middle-aged manager stopped him again and said, "By the way, contact our partners behind us and short sell the stocks and all economic fields here as quickly as possible. We want to take this opportunity to retire directly."

Hearing this, the male secretary's eyes widened, and he could no longer hold back his curiosity: "Sir, are you sure? If something goes wrong, we're dead."

The middle-aged man's face no longer had the previous irritability, and he grinned: "No, it won't be a problem."

He opened his arms and said, "In another 24 hours, boom, that place will be completely destroyed by a nuclear bomb."

"Nuclear bomb?"

The male secretary's eyes widened.

Is this a big deal?
Because of Brian's small action, many organizations around the world were affected and suffered.

At noon.

Brian was eating with Thirteen.

Meatballs are not there.

Recently, it likes to roam the entire Los Angeles urban area, recruiting followers, and driving away passing birds of prey, treating this as its own territory.

Halfway through his meal, he received a call from Barats Liki, the leader of the Liki family of the NW organization.

Baratz's tone was very strange.

It was the kind of tone that was used when one was clearly very angry but could only suppress the anger and try to please others: "Would it be convenient for us to talk, Brian?"

Brian wiped his mouth and said, "I'm eating, but if you call me during lunch, it must be urgent. You know, Mr. Baratz, I am a very responsible person at work. You talk, I listen."

"You did what happened in Brazil?"

Barats suppressed his anger and a trace of fear and directly stated the main purpose.

Brian admitted directly: "Yes, I have some obsessive-compulsive disorder. I was originally tracking down the murderer of a case, but I found that the guy was eaten by a group of Japanese. God, I am a devout believer, and I am also curious about my abilities, so I tried it. Why, is there a big noise?"

Baratz was silent.

It's really Brian!

He pursed his lips: "That's tens of thousands of people!"

"people?"

Brian was amused: "When have you ever seen people feed their own kind on a large scale to raise monsters?"

There was silence for a long time.

Baratz could only say, "Listen, Brian, what the Holy Council needs is stability, but you are making people feel insecure. This is a very dangerous thing. Let's forget about it this time. We will solve the hidden dangers over there."

He didn't even dare to threaten Brian.

Otherwise, what if Brian takes action against the Leakey family?
Hearing this, Brian's heart moved.

He casually asked, "How to solve it?"

"Nuclear bomb!"

"Your ability is too terrifying. Tens of thousands of people died in just a dozen minutes. We dare not let the things there leak out, otherwise it will be the demise of a country. Twenty-four hours later, the place will be cleansed by tactical nuclear bombs..."

Brian was relieved to hear that it would be 24 hours later.

in time.

It seems that this time, while fulfilling my obsession, I can also watch the scene of a nuclear bomb explosion. By the way, I can also tell the Holy Council one thing: Don’t look at me as a gentleman wearing a suit and tie, gentlemen can also be crazy!
hang up the phone.

Baratz wiped the sweat from his forehead.

madman!

This Brian is a lunatic!!!
The most disgusting thing is that the other party has no parents and no children. In fact, he is more difficult to deal with than Tyrannosaurus Dean!
(End of this chapter)