"To be honest, when the main square was built before, I didn't see so many excavators working at the same time...", an older policeman, squatting on the ground with his companions, looking at the dust in front of him, muttering.

I saw dozens of excavators in front of me, shuttling through the ruins in front of me, and had cleaned up all the collapsed song and dance theaters, and even the ground had been excavated out of a deep pit of more than one meter, revealing the steel supports and cement below.

Dean and a group of people are standing in front of a machine with a group of people at the moment.

Above the machine, a group of red, blue, and green lines are outlined, revealing a virtual and abstract microwave image of the underground world.

Joss had already arrived, looking nervously at the man observing the machine's image.

Inspector Louise of Las Vegas pulled Dean on the side and whispered: "Agent Dean, who is this Joss, in such a short period of time, he actually called the entire Las Vegas construction company to dispatch, as well as this advanced microwave ground penetrating radar, I have never seen it in the army." ”

Dean shrugged, "I said, Joss is a very capable person!" ”

He was referring to the ability to make money.

In fact, he didn't expect that Ruosi would actually solve the headache in this way.

In front of the microwave ground penetrating radar, the middle-aged man who tapped his fingers quickly suddenly stopped his movements, turned a small handle, controlled the machine, and adjusted the direction.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man had a happy look on his face.

He spoke quickly, "Mr. Joss, I found it, I found two... No, it's three humanoids, and they're just under the cavity in this position! ”

"Great, thank you, Mr. Stroor!"

Hearing this, Ruosi on the side looked nervous.

The middle-aged man grinned: "It's just an improved product that hasn't left the research institute yet, it's all a small thing, and I have to thank you for donating five million dollars to our school's research institute, this..."

Joss was not in the mood to be polite.

He looked at his friend Dean, "What are we going to do next?" ”

The cement layer is running out, and the next step is to continue digging, as those bulky excavators may cause the bottom to collapse.

"With the data support of this microwave ground penetrating radar, we can directly blast the next cement layer at a fixed point."

Dean finished and waved his hand.

Louise nodded and left the side.

...

Moment.

Accompanied by a series of explosions.

A large stream of air swept up the dust into the sky.

In the midst of great movement.

A man's roar came from underground, drowned out in the aftershocks of the explosion.

When a group of heavily armed members of the Las Vegas Special Operations Team descended through the ropes and appeared in the underground space, they saw a strange scene:

A man in an old tuxedo, dragging his right leg that had been broken by rubble, threw himself on top of the rubble of a sloppy wheelchair, holding a head that had turned into a dried corpse, sticking it to his face, and crying frantically while calling for his mother, as if he couldn't feel the pain from the broken leg at all.

And further afield.

On the stone platform, a woman in a skirt is sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale.

Gaia was very lucky.

She almost felt the murderer's enthusiasm for digging out her heart and lungs, peeling her skin and bones, but because she was anesthetized, the fixed-point blasting expert placed the blasting location in the only area where the humanoid activity was monitored, so she was not baptized by the rocks above her head.

..

Ground.

Seeing that the police had moved, Joss clenched his fists and walked around uneasily.

He didn't know if his fiancée was intact now, or if his actions would cause accidental injuries to her.

But that's the best way to act.

Others, can only pray to God.

Dean was waiting for the outcome in his mind.

He did not participate in the operation.

is still the same sentence: a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Joss's fiancée is not worth risking his life to enter the underground space where movement is restricted.

Chesson, on the other hand, kept his eyes on Dean's back.

As the person who accompanied Joss throughout the whole process, he was the only one on the scene who knew how much money Jos had paid to rescue his fiancée.

More than $30 million!

More than $30 million in 2001!

In order to make up the lineup in front of you.

Ruosi has paid more than 30 million US dollars to the university's research institute, all construction companies in Las Vegas, Las Vegas police and other institutions in various names!

This money, let alone digging three feet into the ground.

Cheston Brown, who earns less than $4,000 a month, suspects that if there is a need, Joss can even ask the military to help do something!

After all, there have been many corruption scandals in the US military ...

When Cheston was a former student, he even heard them joke from those mentors: "If anyone wants to be king, they can directly pay off the military, and they will take off their military uniform and help you get rid of the armed power of a small country..."

...

Waiting.

In Dean's mind, a message came to mind: Las Vegas Serial Corpse Thrower Detection, experience +300, current level 20 (2900/3800).

The rescue was successful!

But...

Dean's face was a little ugly.

Experience points are too low!

A perverted homicidal maniac who used cruel means to kill five people in a row, after being detected, only 300 experience points were in hand!

If you want to upgrade yourself in the future, wouldn't it be ten eucalyptus to start?

Silence this bad speculation for the time being.

Dean stopped Joss as he walked around: "Jos, you have to learn to keep your composure!" ”

Ruos scratched his messy hair: "Dean, you don't understand, Gaia is the first time to leave the family, and this time it is because of me that I came to the United States, if something happens to her, I really don't know how to face her family." ”

This guy is very responsible, otherwise he wouldn't be so guilty.

Dean reassured, "You've done everything you can, Gaia will be fine." ”

His voice had just fallen.

The ropes of the Las Vegas police officers began to rise, and Louise also ran over from the pit in front of her, and said with a happy face: "That bastard, you've been caught!" ”

Joss immediately stepped forward and grabbed Louise's shoulder: "What about Gaia?" ”

"It's okay, the victim is fine, but she's in a state of anesthesia now, and we've let the paramedics in..", Louise was upset by Ruosi's actions.

But considering the movement made by this guy Ruosi, she still squeezed out a smile.

When Joss heard that Gaia was fine, his heart tightened and relaxed, and his body went limp, and he sat down on the ground.

The devil knows what kind of psychological torment Gaia endured during the time he disappeared.

Dean stepped forward and pulled him up: "Joss, let's go, go and see how your fiancée is doing, when she wakes up, she will definitely hope that the first person she sees is you." ”

"Maybe I could try to kiss Sleeping Beauty the same way I kissed Sleeping Beauty, but now, I hope Dean can do something for me!" Joss grabbed Dean by the shoulders and lowered his voice, "I don't want that guy who hurt Gaia to be alive!" ”

Ooh~

Dean looked at Joss in surprise.

I haven't seen you in a while.

This guy has gotten tougher.

Joss explained: "I need to respond to this, otherwise it will make Gaia's family think that Gaia is following an unreliable person, I don't care, but I don't want the people around me to be ridiculed for my actions." ”

"Yes, your attitude towards the enemy can help you avoid a lot of trouble!"

Dean looked at the guy Ruosi with relief, nodded and promised: "Don't worry, the guy who hurt your fiancée won't show up in the hospital alive." ”

Louise on the side: "..."

Is it appropriate to say this to my face?

...

on the ambulance.

The doctor is preparing to help the murderer who was smashed and retired, injecting drugs to relieve the pain.

Bell bell~

Dean knocked on the car door, "Guys, I need to be alone with this guy for a while. ”

"The patient needs to stop the bleeding, or else...," the doctor wanted to say, but when he saw Dean's FBI agent card in his hand, he heartily shut his mouth.

He's just a car doctor, and it's a professional instinct to speak, but there's no way he's going to get himself into trouble just because he's a criminal.

Emptied the ambulance of medical staff.

Dean sat down next to the handsome man with a glazed eye.

The man's mother's head, which he regarded as a treasure, had been forcibly removed by the members of the task force and collected as evidence, after which he became this lost soul.

"Don't you want to explain this?"

Dean said in a deep voice.

The man remained motionless, ignoring it, completely immersed in his own world.

Looked at.

Dean grinned, stretched out his hand, and squeaked on the man's body and squeaked in a few places, screwing it hard!

Sharp pain came.

The man's dull eyes finally fluctuated.

He instinctively twisted his body, which was bound by the bondage belt, and looked at Dean viciously: "Give my mother back to me!" ”

Dean doesn't care about a man's attitude.

As long as you can communicate!

He ran his palm over the man's injured thigh, and said in a low voice, "You mean the shriveled and broken remains of a woman?" You're ruining our plans because of this? ”

Hear the word plan.

The handsome boy Kong shrank, and the fierceness in his eyes instantly turned into fear.

His face became even whiter because of the massive blood loss, and then, as if he had seen a savior, he said excitedly: "Are you Lucifer's man?" Help me get my mother back, or I'll tell the police about the hunting grounds!" ”

Hunting grounds?

Dean muttered to himself.

This guy really has something to do with Lucifer and those people.

But what is the hunting ground?

That underground space?

I thought about it.

Dean leaned back, pulled out his gloves from his pocket, and put them on unhurriedly, "Bastard, don't mention your damn mother to me, it looks like you've forgotten your duty!" ”

“fk！”

"You bastards, go to Nima's duty!"

The handsome man lost his mind because of Dean's words: "No one can insult my mother, let your hunting grounds die, I will definitely tell the police about your intention to hold a battle royale!" ”

"Oh oh oh~", Dean made a mocking voice: "And then, what else can you say to those incompetent cops besides knowing a name?" ”

"A lot!"

The man said viciously: "You teach hunting skills on the dark web, screen hunters and prey through various channels, spread cult ideas, and sell all kinds of torture and killing..."

Dean wasn't interested in listening anymore.

This guy is talking about things that can be found directly on the dark web.

It depends, all he knows is a name.

"Battle Royale... Hunting..."

Dean muttered a word in his mouth, and his gloved palm pressed against the man's neck and folded it slightly.

Accompanied by a crisp kacha sound.

An adult male, like a chick, had his neck broken by Dean, his eyes widened, his throat gurgling, and his whole body twitched.

Dean jumped out of the car.

Cheston didn't know when, but he appeared a meter away from the ambulance, blocking the medical staff who got out of the car, even farther away.

Dean took off his gloves and casually said to the medics, "The prisoner seems to have twisted his neck, the situation is not good, please do your best to treat him." ”

"Okay."

The doctor was sure that when the prisoner was brought to the ambulance, there was nothing wrong with his neck.

But he didn't dare to say more, called the nurse behind him, and rushed into the ambulance.

Cheston grinned and patted his ass, "Agent Dean, if that criminal knew your kindness, he would be grateful." ”

Dean shrugged: "Chesston, the life of the prisoner is also life, whether it can be saved or not, we have to show human care..."

"Yes, Humanity Cares!"

Cheston Horn, shrugged.

He had heard Joss's plea for Dean just now.

I hope the guy in the ambulance can die sooner, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to be hit by an electric shock.

...

End of the eucalyptus.

After two or three days of busyness, Dean said hello to Joss, and then took Chestonne back to the hotel, ready to rest.

Hotel balcony.

Dean sat in the recliner and stared at the white clouds overhead.

Hunting grounds... Battle Royale...

Is this the real reason why the Lucifer Games organization has been doing so much lately?

On the computer, make up the problematic pixel game... Stores all kinds of unique serial killers... Infiltrate official intelligence organizations everywhere...

Perhaps Lucifer has done all these things in the past year to serve a certain purpose.

And this purpose is a battle royale...

Dean sighed.

Just hearing this name gives people a bad feeling.

After all, even a small character can know the name, which means that this plan, on Lucifer's side, is probably close to the implementation stage.

One more important point is this.

There are many intelligence organizations in the United States, and there are many espionage figures cultivated.

They could not have been ignorant of the actions of the Luciferian Order.

The projection of light is darkness.

Dean never doubted that many powerful people in the United States may have had an ambiguous connection with the Lucifer organization.

But now is the age of the web.

This kind of thing, once something goes wrong later, is put on the Internet, and spreads, it will definitely cause panic among the people.

Does it make sense?

Dean thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't see through the purpose.

He shook his head and put on his sunglasses.

Perhaps, this is the complexity of human nature.