Verse 297: Reunion (4)
The so-called swan to the mouth has flew, and Zem has seen it today.
This morning, the newly formed Department of Homeland Security received a tip that the right-hand man of a cult organization that had recently emerged had just entered Regensburg, believed to have come to investigate the previous tragic deaths.
The DHS took a lot of effort to confirm the identity of the target, and it was funny to say that the guy was dressed like a character in the city, but not smiling because there were many people in the city at this time who were dressed like him.
With a hard time finding his hideout, Zem and another investigator are tasked with a joint operation to wipe out the guy and his henchmen.
Things had been going very well, with Zem putting Garcy on the other side of the street in charge of the recent arrest and the other one on the other side of the alley as he escaped, and the action was so perfect that both sides felt that the guy was in trouble.
But the truth is that he ran away, and at the beginning of the operation, the guy fled as fast as he smelled of disaster, leaving the bewitched innocent as a tool to survive, and this guy was drilling in the alley...... It's gone.
All the alley exits were blocked, but the people just disappeared.
Of course, there was no time to search the whole neighborhood afterwards, but it was as if the world had evaporated, and they never saw Casaman again, and the evil god messenger disappeared into the sea of people.
The head of the seventh detachment said that Zem's team had prematurely exposed the intention to arrest, and Zem said that the other party never asked for the druid's low-altitude tracking was the only reason for the failure of the capture.
Both sides had their reasons and ended up being beaten fifty boards each, but considering that the biggest mistake of the capture was the lack of air support, Zem's team ended up in charge of continuing the investigation, and the investigator's team was removed from the operation.
Zem was satisfied with this, but he still felt that there was something strange about the arrest - their actions were strictly carried out according to the rest schedule of the workers' work, and for the arrest in between, they even learned to assemble machinery and worked there for a week until the target took the bait.
So...... Definitely problematic.
But Zem couldn't see anything wrong, and it frustrated him.
But the young man swore that the city would never tolerate the desecration of these cult believers.
So, if someone really leaked their actions, then Zem would definitely hang this traitor with his own hands.
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Jack Dark Orod.
He was drinking with his chief and Samran from the 7th Investigation Detachment.
"Zem's kid is very energetic." Samran, a red-haired man in his forties from the Northlands, looked at his two bureau chiefs, "This time he almost caught Kassameman. β
"yes, almost, if it weren't for this kid's cleverness, finding out the problem and running away, and then entering the safe house with the help of the 17th and 19th, we would have to get people from the execution ground." Jack poured a glass of wine for the director and his old friend, and then he smiled a little exaggeratedly: "That's very troublesome, we have to find a similar death row inmate for Casaman, adjust the wavelength of his soul to the same situation as Casaman, and then let him go to the gallows instead of Casaman, creating an illusion that Casaman escaped with a stand-in." β
"In this world, it is not easy to deceive one's own people and opponents at the same time." The Grand Director leaned back in his chair: "Fortunately, things are not too troublesome for us to do, and now the question is, how exactly did Kasaman see the problem." β
"Didn't he say that he saw the guns in the hands of those children." Jack said, looking at his Grand Chief.
"No, Zem is very careful, when he acts, he deliberately asked his subordinates to grind off the gun cocoon, and then use tools to form new cocoons, in order to make the cocoons grow quickly, they used potions, which will hurt their skin, but it will definitely not cause such a situation, Casaman lied."
Samran shook his head, and he looked at Jack, "The only possible scenario is that someone on the scene recognizes Kahi and his teammates and sends a message to Kassameman." β
"I don't think it's possible, neither Garcy nor his team know Kassameman, and his identity is only five people in the entire DHS, Grand Director, me, Lady Anna, Lady Manly, and you." Jack pointed at Samran, "I can't think of who that person would be." β
"So now it's being screened, and we're lucky, and we've placed video recording devices on both sides of the street to record the people who were on the scene at that time."
As I said that, the staff brought in a projector and projected the image on the wall.
"Wow, the picture taken by the new record magic crystal is very clear." Samran sighed.
"Yes, this is a new type of magic crystal launched by the Mage Tower and the Church of Justice, which is used to record images of various surgical procedures, and is a very excellent teaching tool, and the field doctors of our army are the first to benefit." The Grand Director said as he noticed the figure in it: "Jack, isn't that your little daughter?" β
"Ahh Damn it! I told her not to get so close to the Langton kids! She said yes! My daughter lied to me! The deputy chief screamed.
Then the three old men saw another group, the red-haired boy and the highlander girl who was a head taller than him.
This time, the deputy director who was holding his head turned his head with the overall situation and looked at Mr. Samran who was holding his head.
The latter was in a state of extreme shock: "My little son! This little beast! He said he wouldn't get Emilia's daughter together! He lied to me! β
The footage continued to move, and after ten minutes of viewing, the three old men agreed to double the speed.
Then, after another ten minutes, the deputy commissioner, who was holding his head, and the leader of the seventh detachment turned their heads at the same timeβthey saw that the eldest son of the chief of Wood was leading a house goblin through the market.
"There are no domestic goblins, and there is one in Fort Carter that is a house goblin, and they are very smart."
"yes, I'd rather my child fall in love with a house leprechaun than let him and Emilia's daughter get together."
"But it was a boy." The Grand Director tilted his head, then picked up the phone on the table: "Pick me up from the Dressers, I'm Wood." β
Jack's hands trembled as he slapped himself with a mechanical mind, and Samran trembled like Parkinson's as he shoved a large ball of cloth into his ears.
Together, the two of them began to lay out the silent barrier.
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Zem looked up at the third floor of the new building, the glass window of the conference room had just shattered without warning, and when he was startled, he heard the roar of the chief, although it was quickly covered by the silent barrier, Zem still felt the pressure, he glanced at his old friend: "Jiaxi, we look like we're in trouble." β
"Yes, big trouble, if we don't find that guy sooner, then this big trouble will soon become our trouble."
As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them heard the sound of glass shattering, and the two young men looked up and saw a table that was out of their line of sight.
"I seem to have found a good opponent for His Excellency Marin."
ββ¦β¦ Is there a duel between the Grand Director and Lord Marin? It's better that I don't bet on it. After the two young men finished speaking, they chose to run out of the compound with a clear heart.
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The girls slept all night, and they still felt in a state of hangover, which made Marin a little melancholy - he shouldn't let them drink in the future, he had no problem drinking no matter how he drank, but these girls couldn't, Faye poured a cup, Jessica started talking nonsense after three cups, Maya was able to drink, but after drinking too much, the elemental power was difficult to control, and now the girl was full of static electricity, and Matilda and Lilim, who were sleeping next to her, were fluffy like a chow chow.
Seeing that they were still sleeping, Marin covered them with blankets, and then exited the room, in the corridor, Marin looked around to see that there was no one, took out a cigarette case to prepare one, leaned against the windowsill, and just took out the lighter, Marin saw a high-speed moving thing in the corner of his vision.
It's like that Majesty the other day.
Marin watched it get closer and closer, eventually flying past his eyes.
It was a table that looked heavy.
β¦β¦ It looks like Regensburg has one more piece of wonder.
With a sigh, he watched as the table finally crashed into the castle wall, knocking out a shattered bone.
Marin quickly put away the cigarette case, and within a few seconds, the girls who were woken up came out of the door: "What's wrong?" β
"A table just flew over there and hit the castle wall." Marin pointed to the way he had come, and then to the castle.
The girls took one look, then looked at Marin.
"I didn't lose it, I swear."
Driving the girls into the bathroom, Marin told the butler about it, who nodded, saying that he would investigate who had caused the table to fly low over the city.
He also said that there were only about 20 people in Regensburg who could do this.
And he's ruled out one now.
Marin was a little helpless - he couldn't really be blamed for this, and he Marin wasn't a tyrannical person.
Then he went back to his room and led the girls to breakfast.
Jessica's ears drooped, Faye's face was listless, Maya was discharging electricity from time to time, Matilda was conducting electricity from time to time (she was immune to low-damage currents), and Lilim was frying her hair from time to time.
Seeing the virtues of the girls, Marin decided that the next time someone did death to pour alcohol on these girls, he would let him and his girlfriend stage a parting on the spot.