The Basic Law of the Routine of the Infinite World

"There was a murder in the eleventh district." The non-commissioned officer said cautiously, "There is no survivor in a family of five."

The general frowned immediately: "How can this kind of thing run to my desk? Isn't this something the Japanese government and the police should manage?"

"Well...you asked for attention." The non-commissioned officer said, "General Yang's people took over this incident."

"It's Yang again!" The general looked displeased: "The matter about his son hasn't been explained to me last time! What are you going to do?"

"This is the eighth case of this kind that General Yang has intervened in." The non-commissioned officer continued: "In one and a half days, there were eight murder cases, and a total of 36 people died. Before this, they were all ordinary people without any signs of infection. , but after General Yang dealt with them, they were classified as infected."

The general raised his eyebrows: "Is Yang trying to cover it up?"

"It still needs to be verified." The sergeant said, "Or... directly investigate General Yang."

"Shut up!" The general frowned: "Is a major-general-level officer the one who investigated the investigation when you said it?" After speaking, the general waved his hand: "Okay, pay close attention to this matter, and I will report it to the top. report back."

"Yes!" The soldier saluted and turned to leave.

"Wait!" The general stopped him: "Have you analyzed the appearance of that group of people last time?"

"Uh... we are still working hard to restore the video data, sir." The non-commissioned officer said awkwardly: "It will take some time."

"That's what you said two days ago!" The general's face turned ugly: "Can't you clear a bunch of mosaics!"

"this......"

"Enough!" The general waved his hand: "In a day, I need to know what that group of people looks like, or all the people in the technical department will drag me down!"

"Yes!"

"And..." the general continued.

Hearing these two words, the non-commissioned officer's legs almost softened.

"Has the arsenal thing been found out?"

"The specific situation is still being investigated." The non-commissioned officer replied, "But according to the current inspection, it should be caused by the smoking of the library staff after being drunk."

"It's smoking again!" The general was furious: "Bastard! First the smoker blew up the sewers! Now another smoker blows up the arsenal! The order goes on, all departments are banned!"

"Yes, sir!"

The officer rolled his eyes, and then said again: "And remove all the Russians and Indians who are guarding the warehouse! Damn, people from these two countries are the most unreliable when they drink alcohol!"

"This..." The sergeant said with some embarrassment: "This seems to be out of our control. We don't have the authority to do this."

"Then send our men to watch them." The general rubbed his head and said, "Well, that's the downside of the union. You go down."

The sergeant saluted and left here quickly.

And the general pressed it on the table and said, "Logistics Department, how's the situation on the arms side?"

"The news has not been leaked." A chubby officer appeared on the screen: "Also, the United Nations reserve munitions are already on their way. The first batch of supplements was delivered from the US military base in South Korea after receiving the notice yesterday. Will be here tonight."

"Understood, this time you have to worry about me! Don't do anything wrong to me again."

"Yes, sir!"

After hanging up the communication, the general was still a little uneasy.

"Damn it." The general rubbed his forehead: "Why do you still feel like something is missing?"

ps: Ah... so many games have to be finished every day, what should I do? ? ? ? ? ?

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At night, a mansion.

"Where is my son!" A major general in military uniform looked at a black man in front of him with a twisted face.

He swears he hates a black man more than ever!

"It's safe." Bazura smiled, but the smile seemed so disgusting to Young.

That's right, this man is Dalirou's father, Jan.

"I've been noticed by the above!" Jan stared at Bazura: "So I advise you to hand over my son quickly! Otherwise, only the wrath of a father and general will be waiting for you!"

Although Bazura was disdainful in her heart, she still hesitated for a while, as if she was intimidated by this.

"It's better than this." Bazura said: "You can report our cooperation intention to the above."

"Enough!" Yang violently overturned the table in front of him: "I told you how many times! It's impossible! You never know the greed and disgust of those people for the void, you want to find them I'm fine, but please don't use my son as a bargaining chip! They don't care..."

Halfway through, Yang stopped suddenly.

He gritted his teeth: "Damn it! You are kidding me!"

"I just gave you another way." Bazura said helplessly: "Since you are so opposed to it, then forget it, but I have to ask you for help."

"This is the last one!" Yang said viciously: "You must release Dalilu after this!"

"No problem." Bazura said indifferently.

Yang let out a long breath: "Tell me, where did you kill people again?"

"It's not a murder this time." Bazula smiled and said, "I just hope you can help us catch someone."

"Arrest someone?" He was stunned after hearing this request, but he soon realized that things were not as simple as he thought, and after a while he asked, "Who to arrest?"