"Love.... Chief, Edward, what's going on.... What to do? Adjutant Li asked intermittently in horror with his back to the virtual screen and his mouth covered with a handkerchief. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He saw half of it, and he didn't dare to look at it again. If he hadn't endured it, the bloody scene would have made him vomit on the spot.

Edward didn't respond immediately, his cold expression didn't change in the slightest, and he stared coldly at the virtual screen for a long time before standing up and saying, "Send their avatars to the whole of Mursa City to be wanted, I don't want to see them move around the city at will and cause panic." Otherwise, send out all the rest of the prosecutors who are resting, and let them start with that abandoned factory, I don't want to see them leave Morsa City alive. ”

With that, he turned around and walked towards the door of the tactical command room.

"Yes." Adjutant Li looked at his back, endured the nausea in his abdomen, and said loudly.

Bang!

When Edward walked out and the door closed, he loosened his strength and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

What a terrible monster, even if his subordinates died so miserably, he didn't say anything about it, he suddenly thought with some fear on his face.

"Gross!"

He wanted to turn off the virtual screen, but he was so frightened by the horrible image of the factory that he almost vomited.

"These barbarians!" He immediately turned his head and cursed hatefully. Then, with his right hand behind his back, he swiped back, turned off these virtual screens, and walked out of the tactical command room.

By this time, Edward had returned to his office, mentally communicating with a mysterious man wearing a clown mask.

The mysterious man shook his head comically, like a real clown, and grinned, "How is it, Mr. Butcher, have you thought about it?" ”

Edward stared at him coldly through the lens, unmoved, and said lightly, "You are not worthy of my trust. ”

"Ahh The clown lowered his head to cover his face as if he was sad, and said in a low voice.

Edward said coldly: "You are a clown, you should know that a clown will never really cry." ”

"Hahahaha, well, I really can't fool Mr. Edward. That being the case, this concludes today's conversation. The clown suddenly raised his head and laughed out loud and said.

With that, the Joker disconnects, and silence returns to Edward's office.

"Divine Executioner." After a long time, Edward's eyes were slightly blank and he muttered. He seemed to recognize the white-haired priest, and he was probably an old acquaintance.

Toot, toot, toot.....

"Your Excellency, I would like to request the use of an electronic unmanned stealth reconnaissance aircraft, the current situation in Morsa City must be clear to you, in order to catch the criminals as soon as possible, we need your help." Edward said coldly in a debriefing tone.

"Well, Sir Edward, it's not that I don't want to help you. But you do know that since the promulgation of the "Universal Bill of Human Rights", electronic unmanned stealth reconnaissance aircraft has become the most concerned issue for politicians and people, and it will be very troublesome to use it. A bald man who looked in his 50s with big ears and fat intestines said very aggrievedly.

"But .......," Edward then had to argue with reason.

"Okay, okay, I know, I'll arrange for someone to discuss it. I will get back to you as soon as possible within 4 days. As if he didn't want to say anything more to Edward, the prefect waved his hand impatiently and interrupted when he saw that Edward was about to speak again.

After saying that, he immediately hung up the contact, not giving Edward a chance to speak again.

The windows and doors of Edward's room were closed, the curtains were firmly closed, and the lights had not yet been turned on, and his office was as dark as night, when it should have been daytime.

At this time, the only shining point in the room turned out to be Edward's cold and godless eyes, which were so deep that it was chilling.

At the same time, in the study room 206 of an apartment in a residential complex in downtown Morsa.

Alice was standing respectfully at her desk, her head bowed, and she looked like a subordinate who was ready to obey orders. Although she was still wrapped in bandages, judging from her straight standing posture and beautiful face, she was unharmed from the injuries she had been beaten by Eisen.

Behind the desk, the chair was facing away from her, and there was a person sitting there, with only a faint gray hair, this person should be a middle-aged and elderly man.

At this moment, the man's low and hoarse, charismatic voice sounded: "Alice, are you really sure that you have recovered and can return to the team?" ”

Alice, who had already lowered her head, lowered her head sharply again, and said respectfully: "Yes, I'm sure. I am ready to give my life for our great cause at any time. ”

The voice was appreciative, and said, "Very good, then you can return to the team." You don't have to go to that school, and things are moving much faster than all of us expected. ”

Alice continued respectfully, "I see. ”

The voice said, "Then you go out first." ”

"Yes." After saying that, Alice bowed almost 90 degrees and walked out of the study.

"It's really, it's really lively."

In the quiet, dark study, only the muffled voice whispered.

Full of deep meaning, but also with a chill.