The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

The lights were turned off, and the night darkened.

The straight black pillars blended into the night, not conspicuous at all.

Most of the shops on the street were closed, and the vehicles and pedestrians on the road became sparse.

Many of the worried people outside the snack street could not hold on and went home to wait for news. Only a few figures were left, still stubbornly guarding, but they could not stand still, so they found a place with stone pillars a little further away to sit and wait.

Wang Xiuli sat on a stone pillar on the roadside, her eyelids drooping and sleepy.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of many vehicles coming, and a foul smell filled the air.

She rubbed her eyes and looked at the street. One after another, sanitation garbage trucks and cars covered with black awnings lined up in a long line and drove out of the night.

Like a bloated and smelly arthropod insect, it slowly drove into the snack street.

The soldiers on martial law removed the roadblocks and escorted the vehicles in, but stopped several people who came forward to ask questions in a stern voice.

The sound of the guns being loaded was extremely terrifying, scaring off every thought of questioning.

Feng Mu hid in the farther, darker and quieter Diagon Alley, also looking at the long line of garbage trucks with suspicion, his heart full of confusion.

Until he saw the slightly bulky cars covered with black awnings, he suddenly understood everything.

Those were the corpse transport trucks from the incinerator, and they all drove over.

Then, because he was no longer afraid of the cold, he suddenly shuddered in place, feeling a chill, and every pore of his body was emitting cold.

He thought in doubt: "How many people must have died before there were not enough corpse transport trucks, and they had to use garbage trucks to transport them."

A corpse transport truck can load 6 bodies without any problem, and a garbage truck can be filled with... dozens of bodies?

Feng Mu felt a chill in his heart. He even ignored the question of whether it was respectful to use a garbage truck to carry the bodies, because compared to the number of people who might die, this seemed insignificant.

With so many trucks, they could fit all the people in the community... right~

"Wait a minute, they're not all dead, are they? Are all the people living in the community the most evil members of [Destiny], the couriers who got lost while delivering goods to me?"

Feng Mu could only use this kind of complaint to suppress the emotions surging in his heart. It was fear or anger, he couldn't tell.

He just looked up at the black pillar that merged with the night, and in a trance, he felt that not only the black pillar, but the entire night had turned into a bloody dining table.

And the huge shadow above his head was an unprecedented terrifying monster sitting at the table, picking the meat and blood from his teeth.

The black pillar disappeared silently.

The barrier that isolated the air disappeared, and the disgusting smell of blood swept into the street like a wave. It was a smell that could not be covered by the old stench of fermentation from more than a dozen garbage trucks.

Wang Xiuli and the others seemed to have their breathing strangled by a hand, and their faces turned extremely pale.

They couldn't see clearly due to the night and the distance, but they could vaguely see the soldiers, who seemed to be carrying heavy objects and throwing them onto the garbage trucks in pairs.

Some sanitation workers got off the car with some big brooms and shovels. After a while, they heard the "swish swish swish" sound of scraping and the "gurgling" sound of running water coming from the ground in the community.

The sound of cleaning was very common. Wang Xiuli would also make this sound when she cleaned at home.

But this time, she couldn't help but imagine a disgusting picture in her mind. Her stomach, which hadn't eaten all night, was churning, and her throat was surging as if she wanted to vomit.

Those who were waiting like her seemed to have the same idea in mind, and left in a panic, daring not to wait here.

Wang Xiuli was very timid, hesitated for a while, and hid further away.

In the community, broken limbs were everywhere, mixed together, and it was difficult to distinguish one from another.

The soldiers of the Survey Corps, the head of the patrol room, the extremely evil members of [Fate], and the rootless empty people, at the moment of being torn into pieces, finally lost their hostility and class, and merged into a pool of rotten meat, happily swept into the garbage truck.

One by one, the old and dilapidated low-rise buildings seemed to be painted for free overnight to beautify the city appearance, and they were all painted in the same red.

"People, this is the bad thing. No matter what skin you wear when you are alive, the blood you bleed after death is the same color." The special commissioner sighed inexplicably in front of the building doorway.

He looked at the piles of corpses on the ground. On the top was a woman with a scar on her face. She was holding the hilt of the sword until she died, and her ferocious eyes were glaring at the sky.

"These people wanted to climb up to the sky until they died. They are obviously ants crawling on the ground. Why do they want to grow wings?" The special commissioner stroked the badge on his chest with a contemptuous tone.

Wang Yilin stood aside and closed his mouth without answering. He was also an ant crawling in the lower city, but he had never fantasized about the sky. The butts of the upper city were more colorful than the sky.

Seeing that no one answered, the special commissioner was not annoyed. He smiled and said: "Collect the bodies of the extremely evil members and piece them together, take photos, and I will report your merits to the higher authorities."

Wang Yilin understood what he said and quickly agreed.

He waved at Feng Ju and ordered, "Put out the seven bodies of the most evil members."

Feng Ju stood there, without taking any action immediately, but glanced at the frowning expression of the special commissioner, and asked boldly, "Director Wang, there are more than seven bodies here, right?"

Wang Yilin was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he heard the special commissioner ask with a half-smile, "Then according to your count, how many should there be?"

Feng Ju knew that he had made the right bet. He saluted and answered loudly: "Report to the special commissioner, there are a total of 14 bodies of extremely evil members here."

The special commissioner pursed his lips: "Tell me about it."

Feng Ju: "Seven open agents who were under close surveillance, and seven hidden agents who were deeply hidden in the community, were finally found out. After a bloody battle, my patrol room and the Survey Corps jointly acted and all were executed on the spot."

The captain of the Survey Corps, Zhou Jian, glanced at Feng Ju sideways, and then a smile appeared on his face. He thought to himself: "He is a smart man, more sensible than the stupid director Wang Yilin."

The special commissioner took a deep look at Feng Ju: "What's your name?"

Feng Ju stood at attention: "Report to the special commissioner, my name is Feng Ju."

The special commissioner took a deep look at Feng Ju and said lightly: "Go and do your work."

Feng Ju's breathing became heavier, and he turned around and asked a few police officers to piece together the bodies.

The special commissioner then whispered in Wang Yilin's ear: "There are also capable captains under Director Wang. I think this Feng Ju is pretty good. Director Wang can rely on him more in the future."

Wang Yilin nodded in agreement.

At this moment, he understood everything after realizing it belatedly. The reason why he had to kill all the people in the community was not only the "kill them all" policy, but also to piece together 7 more bodies.

The entire community was killed, and the [fate] hidden in it was naturally killed as well.

Who would say that they are not here at all, is it you, me, or the bodies on the ground?

Haha——

So, only a thousand empty civilians who wasted their breath died, and 7 extremely evil bodies were pieced together. Where in the world can you find a more cost-effective deal than this?

As expected of a special commissioner from the upper city, the way to earn credit is really... amazing for us people in the lower city.

Wang Yilin felt that his thoughts had been elevated to an unprecedented level. His perspective and outlook on the world had changed. A brand new door had been opened for him...