Zongman: The update is bad, and the original characters come to visit

"He refused?"

"Want us to come with sincerity?"

CCG headquarters, meeting room.

CCG Director and Xiu Zheng listened to the news from below, frowning slightly.

This invitation was a test contact.

To test the author's attitude towards CCG.

And to use the Rc inspection door to check if he is a ghoul.

"Now it seems that the other party's attitude towards us is not very friendly."

He Xiuzheng crossed his hands on the table, his face slightly gloomy.

At the conference table, CCG special investigator Marutesai pondered for a moment and said with a hint of sarcasm

"The comic's perspective starts with ghouls, and the author's side is clearly on the side of ghouls."

Another special investigator, Kuroiwa Iwa, nodded in agreement.

"In my opinion, the author is very likely a ghoul, otherwise why wouldn't he dare to come to our headquarters?"

He Xiuzheng frowned even deeper when he heard this.

His previous goal was to contact the author as much as possible, to find out how he predicted the future, and it would be best if he could use it for his own benefit.

However, he didn't expect that this first step of contact would encounter an accident.

If the other party didn't come to the headquarters, it would be difficult for them to detect his RC cell count in other scenarios.

He Xiuzheng pondered for a moment, then said

"Before we understand the situation, let's just treat them as human beings."

"Special Investigator Marutesai, pick a few quick-thinking investigators to go to their homes and contact them in the next few days."

"Control it as much as possible on our side"

"If he is stubborn……"

A fierce light flashed in He Xiuzheng's deep eyes.

"Then this guy who is unfavorable to our CCG must shut up and disappear!"

Marute Sai shrugged, and a hint of approval appeared on his harsh face.

Although he and He Xiuzheng often have different opinions, he still agrees with He Xiuzheng's ideas on this incident.

Factors that threaten CCG should be eliminated as soon as possible.

"Director He Xiu, this matter can be postponed for a while……"

Marutesai turned on the projector, and a photo was projected onto the screen in the conference room.

"This is the most important thing right now.……"

The photo is of a coffee shop called RE.

From this angle, you can clearly see the waiter behind the bar in the coffee shop.

A familiar face.

It is the group of ghouls in the antique coffee shop.

"These guys really don't know how to live or die. They knew that the antiques had been seized by us, but they still dared to build a new nest in the next street."

Special investigator Hei Panyan snorted coldly. The behavior of the antiques made him feel that the other party did not take CCG seriously at all.

Marutesai laughed happily a few times.

"As expected, they are a group of S-rank or above ghouls. Maybe they think the most dangerous place is the safest place!"

He Xiuzheng stared at the photo and slowly thought about the arrangement of the expulsion battle.

Since the appearance of"Ghoul", a large number of ghouls in reality have moved their activities and hid.

This has brought considerable obstacles to CCG's recent expulsion of ghouls.

As the director, his political performance has also declined.

Now that the antiques have been exposed again, it is a great excitement for him and CCG.

Therefore, this battle must be won!

"The lowest among the antiques are S-level ghouls, and the leader is an SSS-level ghoul, the Unkillable Owl, so the staffing scale this time must be maximized!"

"This is a saturation operation!"

"CCG needs a landmark victory!"

He Xiuzheng said in a deep voice.

Marutesai and Kuroiwa were stunned when they heard this.

From these words, they felt that He Xiuzheng attached great importance to this battle.

Then, the two looked at each other, and their old faces were full of joy.

After all, who doesn't want to fight a rich war!

"Then we need to mobilize investigators from other regions."

"I propose to mobilize all those who are first-class investigators and above and do not have special tasks!"

"It would be best to surround these ghouls in three layers!"

"In addition, equipment is also indispensable!"

"I want to apply for the new Quinque in the bureau!"

The two special search officers talked to each other and filled all the configurations like selecting soldiers and generals. They were directly deployed according to the mission direction that no death targets were allowed.

"Finally, we need the strongest fighter to suppress the whole scene."

Hei Pan Yan and Marutesai looked at each other and said the name in unison.

"Special Investigator Arima Takamasa!"...................................

Every city has a street full of bright lights, wine and women, and extravagance.

Almost all of the businesses on both sides of this street are hotels and nightclubs.

Late at night, the noisy and surging music mixed with the hormones between men and women bursts in the air.

People from all walks of life come here to release the stress of the day.

A place where good and bad people mix is the best place to fish in troubled waters.

Since ancient times, it has been easy to get money and news from all walks of life from the upper, middle and lower nine classes in such places.

This is also where Daki has lived for hundreds of years.

Many times, Daki can help Muzan Kibutsuji find out the news he wants.

In the nightclub in the center of the street.

Daki, wearing a traditional kimono, sat in front of the dressing table, slowly applying lipstick on her lips.

Behind her, a middle-aged man lowered his head slightly, behaved humbly.

""Miss Daji, what's the matter with you today?"

The middle-aged man spoke in a humble voice.

He was the owner of this nightclub.

Of course, it was only in name.

The actual controller was Daji.

Daji was concentrating on putting on makeup, and after a long time, she said lightly.

"��"Goddess, I want to know where these people are."

The middle-aged man dared to look forward after hearing this.

He saw several cut-out cartoon pictures on the table.

There were cartoon characters on them.

Cartoons?

A trace of doubt flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

He opened his mouth, but did not dare to question.

The last manager who questioned Daki became the dinner of several stray dogs.

"I understand, Miss Daki."

The middle-aged man carefully picked up the photos and left the room.

After leaving the room, he realized that his back was already wet.