October 27, 2007, 3:46 a.m. Chicago time.

Sacred Heart Maria Hospital, Chicago.

A frightened woman's scream broke the silence in the inpatient unit.

Several security guards from the hospital rushed to hear the news and found the woman who had fainted in the women's toilet on the fifth floor, and-

On the wall at the end of the women's restroom, the most horrific and bloody painting they had ever seen.

……

At 5:48 a.m., it was at its darkest before dawn.

Red and blue flashing police lights lit up the white floor of the inpatient unit, police cars were parked downstairs at the Sacred Heart Maria Hospital, and police officers in Chicago Police Department uniforms cordoned off the scene.

"God, this is definitely the weirdest murder scene I've ever seen......"

"Don't bring me this hot dog slathered in hot sauce, I don't have an appetite for red now."

A dense cordon has been set up on the fifth floor of the crime site, and the policemen who were called up in the middle of the night to carry out this urgent task all looked nervous, smoking and relaxing in the corridor.

"Ding!"

When the elevator reached the fifth floor, the elevator door opened, and Feng. Schneider walked out.

His exaggerated outfit of black and mask immediately attracted the attention of the police guarding the elevator door.

"Chicago Police Department, this is a closed area, no one else ......"

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Schneider's cold eyes.

"Special department, inform your superiors in charge of this case to come and see me."

Behind Schneider, a man in a black trench coat stepped forward, shook the document in his hand in front of the police, and immediately took it back.

The police officer guarding the elevator didn't even see the badge on the ID, but he couldn't figure out the origin of the awesome duo in front of him.

But after all, he has been out for so long, he still knows how to observe words and feelings, he will find a leader when he should find a leader, and he will shake the pot when he should shake the pot, and he will never make trouble for himself.

He lit up the walkie-talkie hanging on his chest:

"Hey, boss, there are two people in the elevator who say that the special department wants to see you, please come over."

About half a minute later, a middle-aged police officer hurried out of a hospital room in the hallway.

"I'm the deputy commissioner of the Chicago Police Department...... I didn't expect you guys to come. ”

The middle-aged police officer seemed to be relieved when he saw Schneider, and wiped his sweat again and again.

"Your superiors should have informed you, right? You now have five minutes to evacuate your people from the scene. ”

"Our department will take over the next place."

The man in the black trench coat said.

"No, three minutes."

Schneider's hoarse voice rang out, and then he swept towards the end of the hallway without looking back.

"Okay, our minister said three minutes. You do it as soon as possible. ”

The man in the black trench coat patted the deputy commissioner on the shoulder, completely ignoring his rank and the power he represented, and followed Schneider after him.

"No problem, I'll tell them to leave now."

The Deputy Commissioner did not show any dissatisfaction, but was relieved to pick up the walkie-talkie and give an order for all police officers to evacuate the hospital.

The police officers who received the evacuation order for the first time were still a little dazed, they were called up in the middle of the night to carry out their duties urgently, and they were asked to leave at this time?

But they did not dare to disobey the order of the deputy commissioner, and after repeating the order for the second time, the police officers, forensic doctors, sampling and other police station personnel all packed up their things and left the fifth floor through the safe passage.

"Those are the FBI? Or the CIA? ”

"Although tonight the scene of this case is a bit cruel...... But don't bring them in. ”

The policeman guarding the elevator asked in a low voice.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't! The order of the leaders from above, if anyone wants to take over this mess, they will take it! ”

said the deputy director.

"Ding!"

The elevator runs to the fifth floor again.

A crowd of black trench coat men with suitcases poured into the floor, their movements as neat and uniform as their attire, and began to take over with an efficient and silent action.

"Let's take the elevator down."

A black trench coat politely asks the deputy commissioner and the police officer guarding the elevator to leave, leaving them with no choice.

“OKOK……”

The Deputy Director agreed, and his eyes caught a glimpse of the silver Half-Decayed World Tree insignia on the chest of the black trench coat.

After confirming that all irrelevant personnel had been cleared from the scene, Schneider held down the headset and coldly ordered:

"The blockade team seals off the entrance to the fifth and fourth floors, and no one is allowed to enter these two floors;"

"The investigation team immediately began a carpet investigation, and no trace should be spared;"

"The control team can directly control the arrest of any suspicious person, allow the use of friga bullets, and use live ammunition if there is resistance."

"Martial law is raised to A, and the operation begins."

……

The institution called the Executive Department of the Kassel Academy took over the Sacré-Coeur Maria Hospital.

The black cheetahs opened their suitcases, silently assembling their cold guns, and filling their magazines with red bullets.

A martial law level for operations means that there is a possibility of fighting.

In the Kassel Academy, where the learning atmosphere is no different from that of an ivory tower, the Executive Department is a cold-blooded and violent institution.

Hunt down dangerous/fallen hybrids, recover alchemy items, track down dragons' sleeping places, monitor dragons' resurgence......

Most of the specialists in the Department of Operations are dealing with these high-risk tasks, and the slightest carelessness can lead to death, and there is no guarantee that their bodies will be returned to their hometowns intact.

For example, the protagonist in the bloody curtain in the women's toilet on the fifth floor -

"Executive 'B' Commissioner, Simmons. Les, bloodline grade B...... Dead. ”

Feng. The man in black beside Minister Schneider whispered, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

The walls and floor at the end of the women's restroom were as scarlet as if they had been washed with blood, as if they had become a slaughterhouse.

As Schneider looked into focus, a manged, headless corpse was nailed to the wall with dozens of sharp knives.

Above the fracture in the corpse's neck, a blood-stained Half-Decayed World Tree badge hung from the hilt of a sharp knife.

The most bizarre thing is that on the walls and floors that are not infected with blood, there are dense and clear blood-colored handprints and footprints, the size of a baby's hands and feet.

"His sternum and ribs were shattered...... When he stepped into the women's toilet, he received a blow that was equivalent to a head-on impact of a small car at a speed of 80 kilometers. ”

"But the fatal blow comes with a stab that separates the head...... After killing Simmons, the assailant left more than a hundred wounds on his body and pinned him to the wall. ”

"Where's the head?"

Schneider asked in a deep voice.

“…… ...... in the toilet sewer Found a ...... that wasn't rinsed."

The man in the black trench coat gritted his teeth, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and shouted angrily:

"These bastards! They are declaring war on the Executive! ”

"Avenge."

"Crady."

Schneider looked at the ceiling and whispered the two words written in blood.

Credy...... I remember him. ”

"The depraved half-breed who was killed before the S-Rank entered the school."

Schneider said.