Chapter 56: Committing a Crime Against the Wind

Military base, officer quarters No. 7.

After a night of electrotherapy, Lu Fuji climbed out of bed with a yawn. The evolver was in a deep state of meditation during the practice of sacred rhythms, which can basically replace sleep.

The environment of the officers' dormitory is very good, just like a well-decorated apartment five hundred years ago. It even has floor heating, so you won't be disturbed after a night of practice.

Cancer pain still occurred regularly every day, forcing him to maintain high-intensity practice every day. He covered his aching head. In fact, after becoming an evolver, his resistance to pain has also increased a lot. It was his previous self. I'm afraid it's already painful enough.

The accumulation of life energy has reached 75%.

The progress of numerology has also leveled off.

"There are still seven numerology chips left. Next, you can try to advance."

He stood up and was shaken all over, with electricity crackling.

Suddenly, Lu Fuji found the girl sleeping on the bed opposite.

Her long black hair had been burnt by the electricity.

Apparently it was caused by his electrotherapy last night.

"Fuck."

When Lu Fuji saw this scene, he quickly found a pair of scissors and cut her off.

In this way, she will find that she has short hair when she wakes up.

You won't find that your hair is mushy.

At this moment, Lu Fuji found the papers scattered around her.

That's a painting.

"She was sick again last night?"

Lu Buer picked up the paintings and took a look, slightly stunned.

First painting.

Thick blood vessels spread like vines in every corner of the streets and alleys, extending deep into the ground. A huge piece of flesh and blood beat like a heart, as if it was about to explode at any time.

This huge piece of flesh and blood is embedded with countless corpse-eating cultists in white!

Second painting.

Smoke of gunpowder enveloped the burning city, and the huge sacred light pillar shattered in the center of the city. There was red blood everywhere. People were soaked in blood and died in pain.

A radiant back was torn into pieces and withered like a lotus.

The third painting.

When the Holy Light Barrier collapsed, the White Walkers swarmed out.

"Hell, this isn't true, is it?"

Lu Fuji turned to look at the sleeping girl: "Can she really predict the future?"

In Ji Lun's memory, he mentioned the destruction of the city. First, there was the explosion of the gods' flesh and blood, then there was the death of a certain big shot, and finally there was the invasion of the White Walkers.

"Lu Sixian? Lu Sixian?"

Lu Fujiu tried to push the girl, but he couldn't push her awake at all.

I tried my breathing and heartbeat, but they were already very weak.

You were fine yesterday, why are you sick again today?

Lu Buer was taken aback and hurriedly took her to the infirmary of the military base. There was a very professional team of chaplains there, who claimed that they could bring you back even if you stepped half-way through the gate of hell.

It's not that their medical skills are so superb.

But five hundred years later, there will be too much technology and ruthless work.

After the priest in the medical room saw the little girl's condition, he immediately performed a full-body examination. Their equipment was like two opposing light-transmitting mirrors. As long as the person was placed in it, it would automatically float, and the body data would follow the light. revealed by scanning.

Lu Fuji was not worried about what would happen to the girl.

After all, she was able to show up at a military base as a reserve, and she must have been inspected many times.

If you have dealt with all that, then this time will be the best.

"There seems to be no problem with her physical condition, but the brain damage is quite serious. Is she suffering from something? This situation is more like a congenital defect, but it has only appeared recently. We will prescribe medicine for her, but there is no guarantee that it will work. Cure her."

The priest gave him a brain test report and prescribed some medicine that could cure the brain damage.

To be honest, I can't understand this brain test report at all.

Lu Fuji looked at the bottles and jars of medicine, but he was still a little worried.

Because he felt that this was not a simple brain injury.

It's the price paid for the witch's ability.

It may also be the sequelae of previous experiments in captivity.

This time he was stumped. After all, his understanding of extraordinary knowledge was very limited. He just boasted about his awesomeness yesterday, but today he encountered a problem that he couldn't handle. It was really embarrassing.

There is no other way now but to ask others for help.

"Go and ask Longque first..."

Lu Buer, who had been blinded, took the little girl back to the dormitory and settled her down. He put on a serious military officer's uniform and turned around to go out. When passing by the machinery factory of Noah's Agency, he heard a familiar shout.

"Brother Lu, you are back!"

He Sai was dressed in red and looked like a human.

It's just that his hair has turned into an afro, and his face is covered with explosive gunpowder.

"Brother Lu, save me!"

A group of mechanics were chasing behind He Sai, as if they were playing hawk to catch the chicken.

Lu Fuji felt confused when he saw this scene, as if he had traveled back two days.

"Neuropathy!"

Too lazy to pay attention to these idiots, Lu Buer turned around and left.

When passing the headquarters, he saw the bulletin board at the door: "Warrant Officer Kashiwagi was suspected of using illegal black market materials. He has been deducted 9,000 merit points and will not be promoted to military rank for half a year!"

When Lu Fuji saw this scene, he immediately became happy.

"Suspected of using illegal supplies? In other words, the matter of withholding military supplies was indeed settled by the people behind the scenes, and he was charged with using black market supplies. Fortunately, this guy's promotion was successfully prevented. After I reach the second level, I can try to kill him. Well, after this time, it will be a deadly feud." He whispered.

At the entrance of the military base, a beautiful woman in motorcycle clothing was already riding a bicycle waiting for him.

"Can't you take a car to the Anomaly Supervision Bureau by yourself?"

Qiangwei got angry when she saw him: "I have to get up early to pick you up?"

"It is an honor for you to be responsible for transporting a distinguished corporal."

Lu Fuji curled his lips: "Besides, aren't we father and daughter? You have to fulfill your filial piety."

Qiangwei said fiercely: "Bah, they are obviously mother and son."

"Then you should come pick me up."

"You are so shameless."

"Stop talking nonsense and drive."

"oh……"

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Today's Anomaly Supervision Bureau was extremely busy, mainly because they had to interrogate more than thirty survivors of the Ministry of Rebirth at once. This kind of workload is no joke, and the judges stayed up all night.

It is said that Damon is still in the interrogation room and has not come out.

Qiangwei also pulled away and went out.

No wonder there is so much resentment.

Lu Fujiu passed by the busy judges and walked directly into the office on the top floor.

After not seeing each other for a night, Longque seemed a lot more haggard, and the dark circles under his eyes were getting worse. Bottles of medicine and a cup of cold coffee were scattered on the table.

When he saw someone coming in, he put away the medicine and raised his eyes.

"coming?"

He waved: "Sit down."

Lu Fujihu asked: "Are you okay?"

It has to be said that Long Que is more like a patient who is dying soon than him.

I was afraid that he would die suddenly one day if he was not careful.

"Don't worry about me, I'm just a little tired."

Long Que said calmly: "This group of remnants of the Rebirth Department have very tough mouths. If you want to extract all the legends and secrets about the Holy Mountain from their mouths, it will not be solved in a short time."

"The secrets they hide are important."

Lu Fuji reminded: "They also have special methods to deal with the White Walkers."

"I know. In fact, it has already been tried."

Longque replied.

Lu Fuji sincerely admires this guy, he is really efficient.

"It's just that after I got that frequency, I tried to beat it, but I couldn't get the effect they had. Have you heard of it? There is a saying that people who sing out of tune don't actually have a problem with their throats. , but there is something wrong with my ears." Longque tapped the table gently, and the rhythmic sound echoed in the room, from soothing to compact, all at once.

Lu Fuji sounded familiar, but it was not the same as what he heard at that time.

His dark matter was unresponsive anyway.

"I was a very famous player at headquarters."

Long Que replied: "So it's not my problem, but their problem. I think it's because the structure of their ears is different, or maybe the brain's understanding ability is slightly different from that of ordinary people. Therefore... only the remnants of the Purana Department Only they can hit that rhythm.”

"And this frequency is quite weird. Depending on their individual differences, some people can only knock out one bar, but the patriarch can knock out two to three bars."

He paused: "According to them, the more coherent and sustained the rhythm, the stronger the impact on the White Walkers. If it is only a few bars, it will not be of much use."

Lu Fuji fell silent. This was indeed a problem.

I just don’t know how many frequencies Lu Sixian can knock out.

The so-called witch may have a special talent.

However, the witch is now unconscious.

"What a headache."

Lu Fuji sat on the chair and said casually: "By the way, Kashiwagi has been investigated and punished, and the person behind him has also taken action to protect him. It is basically certain that that person is also in the military headquarters."

Longque glanced at him: "You were almost investigated and punished."

Lu Fuji was stunned: "Why me?"

Longque said calmly: "Is your promotion speed normal?"

Lu Fuji felt a little guilty.

Mainly because of his merits, he couldn't afford so much sacred tree marrow sap.

But he still looks so young.

"It's okay, I've settled the matter. The blame was finally thrown on my head. They thought I was setting the stage for you so that you could help me investigate the case."

Longque sighed and said: "I don't know where you got so much sacred tree marrow sap. Anyway, you should pay more attention in the future. Fortunately, those big shots did promise you some benefits. So I will help you open a small stove in private. , it has no effect on me.”

Lu Fuji scratched his head in embarrassment: "Hahaha, thank you."

Long Que drank coffee: "You're welcome."

Lu Fuji suddenly saw a painting painted behind him.

It was a woman in red, with swaying black hair and a blurred profile.

She stood in the snow, but her eyes seemed to be looking through the painting, giving her a startling glimpse.

The painting technique is a stroke of genius. It can depict the enchantment and charm like a fairy, especially the vague eyes, which is shocking.

"Who is this?"

Lu Buer asked: "Is this the girl of your dreams?"

Longque glanced at him expressionlessly: "This is the profile I have drawn based on all the clues. The founder of the Corpse Food Cult, the man who escaped from the Holy Mountain."

Obviously, since he learned that the origin and origin of the Corpse-Eating Cult were related to the Holy Mountain, he attached great importance to this matter and sorted out clues overnight, trying to find out the mastermind behind the scenes.

Lu Buer was shocked: "With just these clues, you can profile these?"

Long Que shook his head: "Profiling mainly relies on the inspiration and intuition that burst out from a large amount of experience accumulation. It is indeed logical, but it is incredible for outsiders."

Lu Buer directly slapped a portrait in front of him and said seriously: "Don't catch the leader of the Corpse-Eating Cult first, can you pull this beast out for me first?"

This is the young man in the laboratory that I saw in my memory.

This person has conducted long-term experiments on witches and must know something.

"Who is this painting?"

"A senior figure in the Corpse-Eating Cult, definitely higher than the Fallen Chief."

"The Fallen Chief, is that the one you killed?"

"Yes, this guy is in the city, we must catch him as soon as possible."

Long Que suddenly folded his hands, pressed against his nose, and stared at him.

"You seem very anxious about this matter."

He suddenly asked: "Is there any reason?"

This is the disadvantage of being on the line with a smart person.

Lu Buer sighed, knowing that this guy has a strong insight, and said frankly: "Well, my sister has a problem, and this guy may know something. Of course, if you are proficient in medicine and can understand this thing, there is no need to be so troublesome."

He took out the little girl's test report.

Longque glanced at it and pushed it back to him silently.

Lu Buer shrugged.

"This is obviously not a normal brain injury."

Longque was silent for a moment: "Since it is your secret, I won't ask you. After all, with your personality, when you can't handle it or need me, you will confess to me."

Lu Buer breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Lu Sixian is a witch, it is better to hide.

Although Longque looks like a good person, he also remembers Yuan Qing's advice.

"The problem is that today is not a good day for action."

Longque suddenly said: "The high priest will go to the city center to hold a heavenly sacrifice ceremony today to communicate with the main body of the Kabbalah Tree of Life and replenish the lost divine power. During this process, she will be at her weakest stage, and the entire city will be under the highest level of martial law."

He reminded: "Once we act rashly, we may be committing a crime against the wind. Don't forget that the people behind Qingmu are still watching behind the scenes. Although I guess that they are essentially just because of party disputes or fear of being blamed, they want to suppress the matter of the Corpse Eater Cult and solve it privately...but I didn't expect that in the end, the Corpse Eater Cult became stronger and stronger, so that it couldn't end in the end."

This speculation is indeed reasonable.

If this is true, the group of people is likely to put the blame on them again.

That would be disgusting.

"I think we must act today, because when I was on a mission outside, the Corpse Eater Cult had been preparing to attack and kill a big shot in the city for several years."

Lu Buer frowned and said.

"You mean, they want to kill the high priest?"

Long Que frowned: "This is almost impossible. The high priest has the power of the sacred tree in her body. There are only a few ways in this world that can kill her. If the Corpse Eater had that ability, they would have gone to heaven long ago."

Lu Buer was silent for a moment and took out the little girl's three paintings.

"I remember they mentioned it."

He emphasized: "This is the flesh and blood of the gods. I don't know what it does specifically, but you should know."

Flesh and blood of the gods!

Long Que's hand on the table bounced like an electric shock, and finally frowned, his eyes solemn: "If it is the flesh and blood of the gods, this thing must contain a lot of dark matter. Once the explosion is generated, the power is immeasurable. I will immediately notify the Sacrifice Hall and ask them to be careful and strengthen the investigation of the city. But time is very tight, and we can't expect them to find the terrorists."

Lu Buer hummed: "I think so too."

Long Que glanced at his frowning brows, and suddenly thought of his sister who seemed to have shown a similar expression when he was sick, and his eyes were a little trance.

"I just said it's not suitable, but I didn't say it's not possible."

He said calmly: "Let's go, I'll help you find him."

Lu Buer was surprised: "Are you confident?"

"As long as he is still alive."

Long Que lit a cigarette and puffed out smoke.

I will continue to update today. I don't know if I can write three or four chapters. It depends on my condition.