Zhang Hui looked at a small notebook placed in front of him.

In this book, the requirements of the target are recorded.

Article 1: Hold relevant parties accountable.

Article 2: The relevant parties must give an explanation.

Article 3: It must be guaranteed that something like this will not happen again.

Zhang Hui swallowed.

As the Minister of the Imperial Interior, he was all too familiar with the format of these requests.

Ultimatum!

It's an ultimatum!

Subtext, no doubt.

Hold the relevant parties accountable (if you can't hold them accountable, I'll hold them accountable), and the relevant parties must give an explanation (if you can't give it, I'll give it!). I have to make sure that something like this doesn't happen again (and if it happens, I can't guarantee that there won't be any accidents!). ）。

Aside from the absence of a deadline, this is pretty much the original text of an ultimatum issued by the Federal Imperial Foreign Office to a foreign state.

In general, this ultimatum is issued once it is issued.

It is equivalent to the federal empire entering a wartime mobilization system.

The huge army, navy, and air force are massed together.

All railguns in space-synchronous orbit enter Wake Up Charge mode.

All strategic weapons of the strategic forces were put into a firing state.

If the other side fails to give a satisfactory answer within the allotted time, the war will be unstoppable.

Although, the Federal Empire has not issued such an ultimatum for almost two hundred years.

However, this form of diplomacy is still easy for everyone to see.

So......

Zhang Hui swallowed.

His eyes seemed to see the monsters in the mist, assembling at the behest of their masters.

On the ceiling, under the floor, in the cracks in the walls, on the bookshelves.

A terrible and strange thing crawled at the feet of the man.

He sits on an empty and holy throne overlooking the world.

Between His fingers, he holds the fragile and innocent planet.

The fire in his eyes has burst out and enveloped this innocent planet.

"Survive or perish?!"

"Please choose!"

Once the answer given is no.

Countless monsters, pouring out.

The world is falling apart.

Not an inch of land is spared.

No living creature escaped.

This is almost certainly the future.

Zhang Hui knew it very well, because he had faced the terrifying nest of mist.

He has also seen His power with his own eyes.

Two sentences...... And it was two sentences that had been protected and filtered through layers of protection, and he almost died.

With a swipe of his phone, his soul was booked.

That's an unheard of ability.

It's also unimaginable.

He looked up at the officer in front of him.

The officer was just an ordinary person, but he knew something about the affairs of the Black Guard.

So, his seemingly burly body, sitting in a chair, is restless.

"Does He ask for anything else?" Zhang Hui tried to keep her tone as calm as possible.

"Report to Your Excellency!" The police officer immediately saluted and reported: "That son, after hearing that the suspect has died, calmly told me: Since he has paid the price, then I will not hold him accountable!" ”

"Huh?" Zhang Hui's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters.

"Not long after I left...... the police officer immediately added, "I received a call from the son, who said, please anonymously apologize to the parents, wife and children of the deceased, and donate 4,444 Chinese dollars in an anonymous form......"

"Four thousand four hundred and forty-four dollars?" Zhang Hui's heart skipped a beat, and his legs and stomach trembled because of this number.

Because he recalled in his mind the forensic doctor's statement: it had been determined that the frequency of these psionic disturbances was related to some kind of curse......

Perhaps, its bloodline descendants and ancestors may be cursed.

Although it is not known the type of this curse......

But it's certain that they're going to die a terrible death!

So...... Did the one who still say these things when he knew what was going to happen to the werewolf?

4444？ Dead and dead?

Or it can be understood that my patience is limited.

See those wolf cubs?

Want to be like them?

If you want to, don't listen to me.

Zhang Hui finally didn't hesitate anymore.

He said to the burly officer, "Thank you! Please go down! ”

The other party saluted Zhang Hui, and then turned away.

Zhang Huimu sent him away.

Then pick up a red phone on the table and dial it.

"I'm Zhang Hui!" He said: "Take the Ministry of Foreign Affairs!" ”

After a while, the voice of the liaison commissioner of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs came from the other side of the phone.

Zhang Hui coldly gave his order.

……………………………………

Ling Ping'an closed the store early before nine o'clock.

The main reason is that he is worried that there is a murder and the impact is not good.

If it is known to the neighbors, it will affect the bookstore's valuation.

Although, he didn't plan to sell either.

But......

The value of real estate is the same as the number in the bank card of the rich.

It's cool just to look at.

At the very least, Ling Ping can safely classify himself as the middle class.

Instead of relying on federal imperial subsidies to eat rice worms waiting for death.

Locking the roller shutter, Ling Ping'an sighed: "Fortunately, it's evening...... Nothing ......."

"Fortunately, Mr. Police Officer came and went quickly!"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid my neighbors will know that I killed someone......"

"Let's clean up!" He said, "Otherwise, if there is blood or something, if a customer comes to the door tomorrow, wouldn't it be bad?!" ”

So, he was ready to go find a mop and dish soap to clean the blood stains on the ground.

Anyway, the officers are gone.

At the scene, they did not explain that they wanted to protect.

But, when he walked to the counter, he was stunned.

The grounds are very clean.

Not to mention the blood stains, there is no trace at all.

"Huh?" Ling Ping'an scratched his head, and he began to remember the events of the evening.

He remembered very well that the Gentiles shed a great deal of blood.

"Could it be that Mr. Police Officer helped me clean up?" He asked.

There can only be this explanation.

If you think about it, only those professionals can completely clean up the traces of blood stains.

So, the young bookstore owner was as happy as an eight-year-old child.

………………………………

Qinlu hinterland.

Deep in a hidden mountain, an ancient castle stands in the middle of a canyon.

At this time, it was late at night.

The hall of the castle was pitch black and silent.

There were only oil lamps, burning on the chairs.

There are thirteen chairs in total.

It is in the shape of a ring and is distributed in this vast hall.

But there was an oil lamp on a chair, but somehow, it had been extinguished.

The oil lamps fell to the ground and shattered.

A crow, flying in through the window of the castle.

It circles the entire hall.

Suddenly, it saw something.

Immediately screamed: "The life lamp is out!" The life light is out! ”

So, the whole castle woke up.