Pingjiang Rebellion Sixty-six, the mouth of the devil

In a few words, Guo Boyu and Guo Yanqing told Guo Longjin about the information and speculation they had obtained.

Not long ago, Yang Yan called me and said that a Persian student had been killed in the men's toilet on the second floor of the teaching building. By the time I got downstairs, the monsters had already appeared. The Persian student must have had that psionic object implanted in his body. And the person who killed him apparently knew about it, and the other party created a wormhole and caused chaos in order to-"

Guo Longjin glanced at Jalali not far away and did not continue.

He felt that there was something strange about this, if the other party's purpose was only to kill these students in Jalaari, and wanted to use the illustrious family background behind them to cause civil strife in Isfahan, assassination would be enough, and there was no need to make such a big move.

And, why choose Pingjiang?

How many countries and cities has Jalali traveled to with these students before, and where can't he do it?

In addition, the Persian restaurant called "Kastor" appeared in Pingjiang five years ago.

Could it be that the other party had anticipated today's events five years ago?

However, there is another possibility for this, that is, this Persian restaurant called "Kastor", which was originally a nail buried in the Pingjiang River in Nevana, has never played a role, and until now, it has been reopened by Rasul.

He needs an identity to hide his eyes and ears, and at the same time, he needs a place to hide his tracks.

This Persian restaurant called "Kastor" is a good hiding place because of its reputation in high society and the intertwined network behind it, even if the police want to enter and search it, they will encounter a lot of resistance.

It's just that Pingjiang is a small place, unlike Jiankang and Modu, which is an important base city in the eastern part of Huangming.

Why would an international organization like Nevana set up a secret base in a small place like Pingjiang? What is their purpose?

He had heard of the name Nevana, he had traveled to many places and met many people when he was young, and once heard about the existence of Nevana when he was chatting with a senior, and also knew the names of two core members of Nevana: Quadrant and Lyra.

The former is a respected old professor at Yale University, an authority in the field of biomedical engineering, and has countless students, and the latter is his student.

The two belong to the Mountain Council, and there are four factions in Nevana: the Mountain Council, the Twilight Library, the Mortal Watchers, and the Trickle Brigade.

"Gemini ......," said Kuang Longjin in a voice that only he could hear.

He should have thought of such a thing as using constellations as code names, the most famous of which is Nevana.

It's just that Guo Longjin heard from that senior that Nevana is a neutral international organization, and it is unlikely that a disaster like today's will come from Nevana.

Could it be true, as Narsin claimed, that his brother Rasul betrayed Nevana and took refuge with the Chaos Insurgency?

Long Jin didn't know much about the Chaos Insurgency, but he just heard the senior scold after drinking a cup of tequila: "The Chaos Insurgency is a bunch of crazy people!"

Thinking back to the bloody and cruel scenes he had just seen, Long Jin said in his heart that this was a group of madmen, they were simply butchers! They were demons! They were terrifying in human form!

What a mess!

In addition, Longjin felt that it was a headache, the territory of Huangming was already chaotic enough, and the war between people and monsters lasted for thousands of years and never stopped, and now these international organizations still have to put their hands in.

Intuition told Guo Longjin that this matter was definitely not aimed at students like Jalali, and that there was a bigger conspiracy brewing and fermenting.

"Big brother, look, it's Tingqi!"

At this time, Guo Boyu suddenly shouted.

Guo Longjin raised his eyes and looked forward, only to see Guo Tingqi leading a group of people out of the teaching building.

The tide of bats in the sky began to stir, and they were a little overwhelmed by such a moving piece of fat.

The security guards stationed at the school gate hurriedly raised their guns and aimed them at them, there were not many bullets left in the magazine, but as long as these bat-shaped monsters moved, they would still shoot without hesitation.

Guo Yanqing bent down and planted a flower.

In an instant, the atmosphere of slaughter changed suddenly, and one mandala after another bloomed on the concrete floor, stretching forward rapidly, like an endless red carpet, and after more than ten seconds, it had covered the entire campus.

Guo Tingqi came with the group of survivors stepping on the sea of flowers.

That "black cloud" never dared to attack, I don't know if it sensed the rich murderous aura emanating from Guo Yanqing's body.

"Dad!"

Walking closer, Guo Tingqi shouted to Guo Longjin.

Guo Longjin nodded at him, looking at the group of students and teachers who were crying because they were finally safe, and their eyes showed appreciation.

"Good job!" he said to Guo Tingqi.

After finishing speaking, he suddenly thought that since Guo Tingqi was here, then the one who took the black car and took the Persian girl before should be Guo Qiqi.

Xue Hongzhen said before leaving, two Persian students proposed to go to a class to observe, a man and a woman.

Class 1, that's the class where Guo Qiqi is.

Guo Longjin remembered that not long ago, during the open class, the Persian girl who proposed to participate in the open class seemed to be very interested in Guo Qiqi.

Therefore, the Persian girl who left with her arms is most likely her.

So, the Persian boy who died in the men's bathroom on the second floor of the school building......

Guo Longjin frowned, and suddenly a young face with a straight face flashed in his mind, as if someone owed him money.

He was not impressed by the group of Persian students, but a face with an ugly face that was extremely inappropriate to the atmosphere of communication always caught his attention.

Among the Persian students who had just left in the car, they didn't seem to see this face.

"Dad!"

At this time, Guo Tingqi walked next to Guo Longjin and told Guo Longjin about the scene he saw in the men's toilet on the second floor of the teaching building.

After listening to this, Long Jin fell into thought, knowing that the expanding humanoid silhouette should be a wormhole, but even if they knew it now, it would be useless, because they didn't know how to close it.

At this time, Jalali walked over to Kuang Longjin, and the interpreter hurriedly followed.

The translator originally wanted to leave, it was so dangerous here, and he was an ordinary person, and the chance of death was much greater than that of others.

It was only because Jalali offered to stay, and he was the only one here who knew Persian, and as soon as he left, communication would come to a standstill, so he could only stay.

"Mr. Mayor, are you in any trouble?" asked Jalali.

Guo Longjin hesitated for a moment, thinking that Jalali had traveled to various countries in recent years and was well-informed, so maybe there would be a way, so he said: "Don't tell Mr. Jalali that there is a wormhole on campus now, and we don't know where it leads to the other end of the wormhole for the time being, but it is certain that it must not be a peaceful zone." In order to maintain the stability of Pingjiang, we must close it now. It's just that we don't know how to close. Mr. Jalali, I don't know if you have a way?

"Wormhole ......"

Jalali pondered for a while and said, "I once heard of a hypothetical theory about wormholes, and some people hypothesized that there was a strange substance called phantom matter, which, due to its simultaneous positive energy and negative mass, could create a repulsive effect and keep the wormhole open. Of course, this is a hypothetical theory and has not been proven. Mr. Mayor, are you sure there is a wormhole on campus?"

Guo Longjin smiled bitterly: "I'll tell you the truth, Mr. Jalali." This wormhole is made from psionic items. You know, psionic items never follow the rules of our universe. So, it's a wormhole, but it's not a wormhole in the standard sense. But hearing that, Mr. Jalaari, I have a new idea. ”

"Oh?" said Jalari, "what new ideas?"

"I forgot to mention just now that this wormhole is expanding as the number of deaths increases. As far as I know, what sustains it, in your words, Mr. Jalali, is the life force of man. ”

Jalali fell silent.

A wormhole that expands by sucking people's life force reminds him of the demon's mouth in myths and legends.

Guo Longjin turned around and gave orders to the remaining security personnel.

The first thing to do was to contact all the nearby city guards and immediately launch a search and rescue of the campus.

The second thing is to contact the nearest hospital, and the dead bodies on the campus must be transported out as soon as possible, not to mention that the wormhole is sucking people's vitality to expand, just a large number of corpses can easily cause the plague, which is enough to attract attention.

The third thing is to deal with the swarm of bats overhead, so that they don't escape to other parts of the city, in case they take root and cause an invasion of alien creatures, it will cause a lot of trouble.

The fourth thing is to evacuate the surrounding people, which is very dangerous right now, and the more people there are, the greater the casualties.

After arranging these things, the guy who had been sent out by the security personnel to contact the nearby city guards finally returned.

While he brought back reinforcements, he also brought back bad news.

I don't know who instigated the stirring up behind the scenes, but many communities, schools, and large shopping malls in Pingjiang have launched demonstrations against the city government, and the crowds are surging and the momentum is huge.

Moreover, I don't know who told them the location of Longjin at this time.

These people are rapidly approaching here.

Besides, Long Jingang's face changed suddenly.

Faintly, he seemed to see a person hiding in the darkness and evoking a cold and triumphant smile at him.

It was only at this time that he was finally sure that the other party's purpose was not Jalaari, nor Jalaari's student, but him, the Kuang family!