If we look at it from the point of view of not wearing an identity tag, what happened in the reception room is only one of the many events in this orderly world, in other words, some people are prostrating themselves to others.

As soon as he saw Kosaka's appearance and opened his moving eyes wide, Naomi Asada was hit the back of the neck, and she fell to the ground with a thud and lost consciousness. "It's a nuisance. The big man named Dvoru turned back to his seat, playing with the bone china teacup with a hesitant expression, "Brother 454, if you can't even discipline one of the women under your command, how can you manage Asmantis?"

The half-kneeling director of the investigation room, Yi Cun Mu, still had a humble smile on his face, but cold sweat oozed from his forehead: "Your Excellency, I promise that this is just an accident, I will deal with this woman properly, the operation cabin on the eleventh floor of the basement is in need of fresh human replenishment...... Isn't it, Brother 768?"

"Yes, Councillor, I discovered a female terminal operator not long ago for intercepting a piece of code from the Brotherhood, and she is now on duty in an operations pod on the eleventh floor, and will never do anything troublesome again. Sweat was dripping down from the face of the head of the computer data department, but he remained in a half-kneeling position, not daring to take out a handkerchief to wipe his face.

Dworu put down his teacup and looked at the maintenance worker sitting next to him with blue eyes: "Brother Councilor No. 81, what do you see? After this promotion, you will be the first agent of the Speaker in East Asia and the highest-ranking member of the Brotherhood in the entire East Asian region, even the Chief Cabinet Secretary will obey your instructions." It's up to you. ”

Kosaka also wears a mechanic's blue uniform, a peaked cap, and a tool box, rope, and active gas mask around his waist. At this moment, the expression on his face was not at all like a maintenance worker with a meager salary, sitting in the backrest swivel chair with Erlang's legs crossed, staring coldly at the two direct leaders who knelt on the ground: "No. 454, No. 768, you and I are sincere brothers who have exchanged blood, but at this moment there is a decisive difference in our identities, we have all sworn to obey authority in front of the two-headed red owl, and at this moment I am a member of the round table, and I have to make a fair ruling on behalf of the speaker of the council." To atone for your sins, go ahead and increase the pain level of your tattoo to 3. ”

"Your Excellency!"

"Kosaka-kun!"

The two middle-aged men in suits let out screams at the same time, but Kosaka turned his gaze away and picked up the teacup with a blank face. After a few minutes, Ichiki and Shichibu gave in, and they slowly untied their ties and shirts, and pressed lightly on the red two-headed bird tattoo on their chests and abdomen, respectively. The nanomaterials that penetrate deep into the dermis begin to create tiny electrical currents that act directly on nerve endings, transforming into intense pain. "Uhhhh......h

"You're a very merciful man. Dvoru smiled.

"A little discipline will help them improve, Councillor 11. Kosaka replied respectfully.

Whether in religious groups or fraternities, an ancient and secret form of organization, pain has been an effective punishment and incentive for thousands of years, from the nail boards covered with steel needles, the flogging, the penance bands, the crown of thorns, to the nano-tattoo ink that obtains electricity through molecular movement. Members of the Red Brotherhood are constantly spurred on by pain, and from the moment they swear allegiance to the red two-headed bird and possess the tattoo, the tattoo releases a level of pain level 1 to each member. The sharp, constant pain equivalent to a contusion in a finger or toe helps to distract from distractions and to think about the world and the true meaning of life. It is said that the Speaker turned on the pain level to 9 without showing any painful expression, and the 9th pain signal emitted by the tattoo is stronger than the tearing pain of trigeminal neuralgia, one of the most painful diseases in human beings.

Despite being accustomed to constant level 1 pain, the sudden increase to level 3 stimulus knocked down two of the low-ranking members of the Brotherhood. After waiting for fifteen minutes, Yichimu and Shichibu could barely stand up and tidy up, slowly regaining the ability to think and talk, "Thank you for your leniency, ......Brother No. 81," the head of the room said halfway through, the forced smile on his face suddenly froze, his pupils contracted like pinpoints, the muscles in his cheeks began to tremble violently, and apparently another wave of pain pierced his body like lightning. “...... Brothers. He gritted his teeth hard to finish the sentence, and his molars kept grinding against the pain, making an unpleasant creak.

"Okay, it's good for you to get used to it, after all, one of the necessary conditions for being promoted from a peripheral deacon to an alternate member is pain level 3, and Brother Kosaka is cultivating you. Dvoru stood up and straightened out his impeccable image, "Now let's take a tour of the Life Pod, the Speaker is very serious about the two consecutive losses of Asmantis' defense mechanism, which is the sole purpose of my trip. ”

A few minutes later, Dvoru and Kosaka walked out of the reception room, followed by Ichiki and Shichibu at a very strange slow pace. Without saying a word, several men in cleaner's uniforms enter the reception room to begin dealing with the aftermath, and the unconscious woman is loaded into a giant trash can and transported to the deep underworld, which is also the high-end terminal room of Naomi Asada's dream.

Take the special elevator down to the 11th basement floor, and enter the empty preparation room, "Please put on a gas mask, Senator." Kosaka removed three pairs of active gas masks from the wall and handed them to the three men who were traveling with him, "The machine room is filled with toxic gases that can harm the respiratory tract and eye mucous membranes of humans. ”

The blonde Dvoru smiled, "I know. No need, thanks. ”

"That's chlorine, it's a big ......," Shichibe dissuaded intermittently, apparently not used to the constant pain. Kosaka reflected at once, and gasped: "Councilor, are you ......?"

"Yes, yes, no more trouble. Dvoru waved his hand gracefully and stepped into the air-lock first.

The three men in the intelligence investigation room glanced at each other, and saw shock and panic in each other's eyes. Putting on his gas mask, Kosaka walked up to the commissioner with some hesitation and pressed his finger on the DNA probe, "That, Senator......"

"Some things are different from what you think, I'm not a monster, just a little different from you. Dvoru pointed to his head.

"Yes, of course ......" Kosaka activated the ventilation procedure. The 0.75-meter-thick alloy airtight door slowly closed behind him, the red explosion-proof lights began to flash, and the three men wearing masks reached out together to turn on the switch of the active ventilation masks, the green lights turned on, and the tiny fan began to rotate. Forty pumps poured yellow-green gas into the air-lock, and the heavy gas slowly rose from the ground like a pool of stagnant water until several people were completely submerged. Visibility dropped noticeably, and the airtight door to the inside slowly opened, and Kosaka walked into the foggy passage first, "Please follow me, let's go to Room One first." ”

Shichibu Ryochi, who was enduring the pain, limped to the rear, looking at Dvoru's back in fear. This blonde man from Europe was a real devil, he walked unconcernedly in a toxic mixture of chlorine gases, and small blisters constantly appeared on his lips, nose and eyes, but he immediately calmed down, as if there were countless transparent doctors at any time to repair his body.

Shichibe couldn't help but think of the past ten years ago, when he was an obscure clerk in the investigation room, living a 9-to-5 life as an ordinary office worker, until the red two-headed bird broke into his world...... From then on, everything was different, three thousand six hundred and fifty days flew by like a dream, he had the position of head of the computer data department, and also became a high-ranking peripheral deacon among the tens of thousands of official members of the brotherhood, but there was not a night when he did not wake up in a nightmare, and the more he came into contact with this mysterious organization, the more he felt that he was dancing with the devil. Only a crazy guy like Kosaka can get the favor of big shots, and it should be a big mistake to choose this path by himself......

The group walked to the door of Room 1, and Kosaka opened the alloy side sliding door, and the room with sixteen life capsules was displayed in front of everyone. Dvoru walked into the room with his hands behind his back, and went straight to the life capsule in the center of Room 1, looking at the delicate face of the black girl in the spherical glass cover. "The first time it was attacked, it was this terminal, right? "The Dispatcher's voice travels through a mixture of gases with a specific gravity exceeding that of air, sounding a little weirdly dull.

"Yes, my lord, how do you know?" asked Kosaka as he walked up to him.

"Her brain is more active than every living being in this room, including the three of you. Dvorus said lightly, "Open the life capsule and let me see." ”

Kosaka hesitated: "This ...... For security reasons, I recommend ......"

The 11th-ranked councillor turned his head to look at him, and his emotionless eyes set off a cold storm in the maintenance worker's heart. "Okay, okay!" Kosaka pressed the emergency cast button with a stiff motion.

The yellow-green gas snorted out, the front cover of the life capsule opened, and the ** woman wrapped in dense pipes and platinum electrodes was exposed in front of the four men, Dvoru stepped forward, stretched out his index finger and pressed it on the chest of the operator, and the black woman's toned body twitched slightly. Anyone could see that she had multiple bruised stains on her body, apparently being violently assaulted, and Kosaka took a step back and gave up space to a commissioner from Europe.

At this time, Qibu Liang suddenly had a big disrespectful thought in his mind. ――Isn't the name "Dvoru" the Japanese pronunciation of the English word "devil"?