The screen goes black, and Kemon ends the day's high-level meeting.

Walking out of the temporarily requisitioned office, I saw Captain Luo coming over, and I happened to walk together.

"Have you ever recorded with a recording device?" Luo Yuan asked.

Luo Yuan, as Kemeng's captain, has improved his own internal level, and has the authority to know some of Kemeng's events, such as the frog sound suppression method.

Luo Yuan imagined that if the audio file could record the sound, it might be able to relieve the pressure on Kemeng's body.

Just looking at Koi Island, 27 cities were affected, and a total of more than 8,000 people became frogheads.

A total of 32,000 people who heard the sound but did not drink water belonged to those who had become ill but had not yet developed symptoms.

There are 40,000 patients, but most importantly 32,000 who have not yet drunk water and are in urgent need of treatment.

Of course, even if you drink water and become a frog-headed person, you can be suppressed back to a normal human body by Kemon

But what has changed and what hasn't changed are two different experiences, and the bureau hopes to arrange treatment for 32,000 people as much as possible.

"Just recorded before the meeting." Kemon shook his head.

The people in the bureau had already recorded with ordinary recording hardware, and when Kemon opened his mouth, the recording equipment did not record the sound at all.

This is a singular sound that cannot be heard by a normal person, and the audio track of the recording file does not fluctuate.

The bureau also sent volunteers who did not have frog mutation genes to listen to Kemon's use of frogs, but they could not hear Kemon's croaking.

The analysis team believes that only frog mutants can hear the croaking sound that penetrates deep into the soul, and normal people can't hear that sound, and this is the main reason why ordinary devices can't record.

"Have you tried that particular recording item?" Luo Yuan's mind was active and jumped to the side of the special item.

"The bureau is being delivered, but unfortunately the radio we have contained in the bureau can't be used, it can't record, no matter what key you press, it will play the sound of the hidden existence." Team Luo lamented.

Octopus Market also has a special item with a recording function, but the problem is the same as Whale Market, there is a mental disturbance sound.

Once an object like this kind of recording is mutated into a special item, it has some headaches to a greater or lesser extent, and only two or three of them are not abnormal.

Kemon walked to the basement six floors, and in front of him was an open interior space where the quarantined patients of Octopus City had gathered.

At present, the frog patients in the country are basically in a state of isolation, and they are on call, and it is easy to mobilize.

Before Kemon entered the door, the staff stopped Kemon and gave him a white mask.

"If the bureau asks you to wear a mask, they won't remember you." The staff lady said softly.

"In addition, the side effect of this mask is to drain energy, please pay attention to the time, and if you are really sleepy, quit quickly." The young lady blinked.

Kemon took the mask, his hand was soft, and he stared at the white mask quietly for a few seconds, and a vague feeling rose - camouflage props.

Kemeng nodded without leaving a trace, put on a mask, and the mask immediately changed according to Kemeng's face shape, his face became wider, the bridge of his nose became higher, and his eyes seemed to have an inexplicable look.

What followed was an inexplicable suction on the face, constantly extracting something from the body, and according to the staff's prompts, what it extracted was energy.

Kemeng has an item called Huangquan Suliu Whistle, which is also an item that draws energy, so Kemeng has quite enough experience in this kind of thing.

Suck, suck and suck.

A sense of exertion came over me, but the power of resistance was secretly weakened.

In the end, the mask didn't drain much of his energy, and Kermon stood straight and survived.

The staff lady opened her little mouth in surprise and examined Kemon from beginning to end, secretly sighing that his stamina was really strong.

She didn't know all of Kemon's information, and now Kemon's file was a special confidential file, and many people did not have access to Kemon's file, including Kemon's special item file.

So the young lady didn't know that Kemeng was quite long-lasting, she just followed the instructions from above, took out the disguise mask from the inventory, stood on the negative sixth floor underground and handed it to Kemeng.

According to normal use, this mask changes the face once, and the user needs to sleep for a day.

Kemeng didn't have anything to do, so the young lady couldn't help but look at it a few times.

A lot of things in the bureau have side effects, but the boss knows that Kemon is a little different, and believes that he can get the job done.

Of course, you can rest even if you are really sleepy.

Inside, the bandaged man patrols the crowd, wearing sunglasses and constantly scanning the top of everyone's heads.

Some people have very light black smoke on their heads, and you need to get very close to see the light black smoke.

The bandage man patrolled here after the meeting, and all the patients did not notice the presence of the bandage man, but subconsciously made way for him.

The bandaged man felt something, and when he turned around, he saw a man with a wide chin and a high nose.

That feeling of familiarity, and you can't go wrong, is Kemon.

Gesturing to Kemon, Kemon immediately walked over and patrolled with the bandage man.

Kemon put on the sunglasses specially equipped for him by the General Administration and looked at them one by one.

There are 134 frog-headed patients and 164 undrinking patients in Octopus City, and the people who are currently gathered here are all thirsty patients who are in dire need of water.

Kemon shuttles through the crowd with the bandage man, examining them one by one.

It's more comfortable to review yourself than to be reviewed by your colleagues.

Kemon walked around, felt something, and stopped.

The bandaged man also happened to stop at the same time, and the two men were almost in lockstep, both staring at the two men in connected positions.

I didn't see the smoke, but I took a step closer, and I got closer, and finally I saw a faint black smoke floating above their heads, and the smoke was so light that it was difficult to detect it if I didn't get close.

Kemon and the bandage man exchanged glances, and the bandage man nodded, and spoke in a vague mouth: "I'll settle the account later." ”

The faint black smoke proves that there is an anti-Koi Island idea in my heart, and I need to talk about it after treatment.

After Kemon finished patrolling, he faced everyone, opened his mouth, mobilized the spirit in his body, and rolled his throat.

No sound came out, but the patients at the scene all had a splitting headache for a moment and screamed.

The girl held herself in both hands, and her body trembled, as if a great pain flashed.

A moment later, the intense pain was over, and the patients broke out in a cold sweat and went to the next lounge to rest.

The two men with the light smoke above their heads were invited to the interrogation room for special interrogation.

"Name."

"Nationality."

"What do you think of Koi Island?"

Outside the house, Kemon listened to the interrogation, listened for a while, and then turned away.

Those two are undercover agents planted by Crocodile Island, but after living for a long time, the bad impression of Koi Island is no longer as strong as it was at the beginning, which is also the reason for the extremely light black smoke.