Chapter 62, Stick Incense for You (II)

A feeling of being deceived flooded Jason Burn's mind, followed by anger.

The third echelon has never been a charity, he knows that very well.

In addition, I have been here for so long, and I will more or less hear some negative news about the third echelon.

For example, so-and-so offended someone in the base, and then when he was doing a task, this person stabbed him at the most critical time and made him die in a foreign land.

There is also a certain high-level in the base who has several mistresses outside, who has accepted bribes from a certain consortium, and so on.

But compared to what is in the information, this is simply a trick.

One of the most widely circulated phrases in the Bible is that where the sun shines, there must be shadows on the left and right.

In an agency like the National Security Agency, which was set up to defend the country, organizations like the third echelon, which are biased towards the dark factor, are not too many but not too few.

They were set up for one purpose, to protect the security of the country.

But what is the definition of "national security"?

Interests.

And what are the national interests?

In the Rand Federation, the national interest is the interest of the consortium.

For the sake of oil and energy, with the support of the consortium, the Rand Federation launched the Iran-Iraq war, and in order to promote free trade, with the support of the consortium, the Rand Federation built military bases around the world.

For these conglomerates, state power is merely a tool to maintain their rule.

The government is just a tool for corporations to maintain their rule, and the NSA, which is downstream of the government, is just a sharp sword.

Thinking of this, Jason Byrne smiled weirdly, and then he returned to the base of the third echelon, went on a killing spree, and then died with Cameron and Anthony.

This incident did not cost the NSA a lot, but more importantly, this incident almost made the third echelon almost disappear from this world.

"Click!"

The sound of the door opening reached her ears.

Alice immediately looked up, and above her, a beam of light shone in.

A white hand reached through the crack in the door and pressed against the wall.

The lights in the room were turned on.

She stayed in the dark for a long time, and was stimulated by this bright light, and she couldn't open her eyes for a while, and her tears couldn't stop falling.

It was only after she got used to it that she saw her surroundings clearly.

It's a rudimentary job, with old workbenches, worn-out lab equipment, and of course, outdated lab materials. But that's it, a man in a white one-piece overalls, who is busy making something on it.

The red fat man never felt that he was so aggrieved, and inexplicably entered the game world of "Warlock Alliance", not to mention, and Nima became a wanted criminal.

What is this called?

As a fanatic fan of the Warlock Alliance, he naturally knows a little bit about this game, of course he knows that when he passes the bronze level, he has the opportunity to enter the game world of the Warlock Alliance, which is known as the death game, and if he succeeds in surviving, he will have the opportunity to become a warlock.

After a little hesitation, he gave up all his net worth, bought a third-level energy block and came back, and with the dream of becoming a warlock, he entered this world.

For players who enter the Warlock League for the first time, the first task will generally be a difficult adaptation mission.

Since it is an adaptation mission, the player's true face will not appear in the game.

Because the game world of "Warlock Alliance" is based on a complete world as the background, it is almost a real world. The NPCs in it are flesh and blood, have family affection, and have love, so it can be said that there are no shortcomings in being a complete person.

It's because it's so real that players are likely to throw their lives into the world of Warlock League when they enter the game world of Warlock League.

It's because it's so real that some players don't want to come out when they enter the game world, or they can't come out at all. As a result, some players can't tell whether they are in the game or in reality, and in the end, players who are tormented by this sense of realism will either die in madness or decay in frustration, and there is almost no third possibility.

But the birth of the cross-era game "Warlock Alliance" is to produce warlocks and fight for human beings to survive in this world, if all warlocks become crazy people who can't tell the truth from the fake, then what do you want this game for?

As a result, the game "Warlock Alliance" was in the novice stage, that is, when the player entered the game world, and the players were randomly selected for the aborigines of the game world to possess.

There are many benefits to this, first of all, although the game is real, players can tell whether they are in the game or in reality, and more importantly, it greatly reduces the mortality rate of novice players.

But even so, the mortality rate among gamers is still high.

As the saying goes, there are two in one, and there are no three. "Warlock League" is a game that does not have three.

There is only one life, so this is even more reflective of the fact that reincarnation is a technical job.

In real life, the red fat man who didn't have a good tire never thought that after coming to the game world of "Warlock Alliance", his luck would still be so weak!

As soon as you come to this world, you are a wanted criminal, and it is okay to be a wanted criminal, and it is actually good if you can live a good life, but as soon as Nima came to this world, she was hunted down and killed without understanding anything.

Damn! The clay man still has three points of fire! I really think Lao Tzu is a soft persimmon.

I don't know if the red fat man is a soft persimmon, but Yi Xiaotian is a soft persimmon now.

"It's the year of my birth, and it's a little bad to do anything!"

Lewis didn't care about Yi Xiaotian's response, took out a golden package from his arms, and took out a few items from it.

A small bowl, a small bag of polished rice, a sculpture of gods and demons with hideous faces, and of course, a few neatly trimmed incense.

Lewis skillfully poured the bag of polished rice into a small bowl, and then placed the statue due north and worshipped.

Seeing that statue, Yi Xiaotian's eyes shrank, if he remembered correctly, it was Hades.

Did you worship Hades in your natal year?

"As the old saying goes, people are not very good in their natal year, either everything is not going well, or there is a disaster of blood...... After my observation over the past few decades, this is true, but some people think that they will be the exception, but that is just self-deception. ”

As he spoke, Lewis turned his computer screen to Yi Xiaotian.

Then he took out a few incense sticks from his pocket and motioned for him to bow down. Yi Xiaotian hurriedly waved his hand and said that he didn't believe this.

Then his eyes fell on the computer screen.

With a stabbing sound, a freight shuttle of the S500 series printed with the logo of FedEx stopped at the door of the police station, and a courier boy in uniform carried a half-person high box with difficulty to the front desk of the police station.

"Hello, James's courier, please sign for it!"

"James, we don't have this person here!" said a blonde girl in a police uniform, with a veiled face.

"It's not that you look at the address, the City of Angels Police Department James collects, no" Before he finished speaking, suddenly the originally soothing music in the police station lobby suddenly changed.

"James, James, are you there, I want to play a game with you?"

In the lobby of the police station, on the big screen that was originally used to promote the discipline of the police force, suddenly a terrifying sound came out of it, and the original high-definition screen turned into a snowflake white.

In an instant, the originally busy and noisy police station became silent, so quiet that even a pin dropped on the ground would be heard.

The weird voices on the big screen were still talking.

"James, James, oh, you're here! I see you?"

Hearing this voice, a strong man with a big shoulder and a round waist suddenly turned angry and turned into the color of pig liver. No one, no one had ever dared to make such a joke with him, and James, who was trembling with anger and had a blue face, wanted to see who it was who dared to make such a joke in front of him.

Walking two quick steps, he came to the place where the sound came from.

In the lobby of the police station, there is a large screen with a diameter of nearly three meters, which is to publicize the political achievements of the police station, and the initiator of this large screen is to compete for the next director of the sub-bureau Sun Jian.

And today, the big screen is not used for propaganda, and after a snowflake is white, a bloody balance appears.

As a strong contender for the next sub-director, James was naturally surrounded by this large number of people, and surrounded by these clusters, James brought these people to the screen.

When everyone was almost there, a picture appeared on the screen.

It's a room with a nice light and a good view of both sides.

Three young men who were hanging, head down, face wrinkled, and flushed with strange flushes appeared in the middle of the screen.

One of them seemed to see something and shouted at the screen, "Daddy, it's me, Daddy is me!"

"What the hell do you want to do?" a violent roar, the sound shook the four wilds, but unfortunately it was useless.

"Dididi!"

At the police station, everyone received a link on their phones.

Curiosity kills cats.

Even though they knew that this would offend the most powerful director in the bureau, they still couldn't control their curiosity.

The officers' fingers involuntarily slid onto the connection.

After some caching, a website appeared in front of him.

Beneath the blood-colored crown, a swaying balance slowly appeared in front of him.

There is a line of small print under the scales - when the law is trampled on by money and force, it is no longer able to give human beings the judgment they deserve, when the light of justice has been trampled on by those who enforce the law, when there are people hiding their faces and weeping because of the vices of some people under the sky, there will always be some people who stand up, and now you have a right to judge these sinners, are you willing to stand up and exercise this right?

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