Chapter 567 A Question

Eleven specially prepared rooms.

Tokiwa Sogo had a friendly chat with the envoys of various sects who had not yet lost their core secrets, and then spent half an hour alone in the office before coming out to hold a national security countermeasure headquarters meeting.

At the meeting, as a minister, Sogo Tokiwa explained many things.

Achievements at this stage, next goals, plans to be implemented, etc...

Tokiwa Shogo told them that eleven large-scale visions would inevitably occur next. He could not explain what those visions contained, but he would give them an approximate time and place before the vision erupted. What they would do , is to tighten your nerves to meet the challenge of the vision.

Having said that, the vision is basically harmless, but it can easily cause panic and be used by those who want to.

So generally speaking, what the police have to do is still what they are good at-maintaining social order.

Tokiwa Sogo said bluntly, if you do well, go home on Christmas Eve, and Christmas is a normal holiday. If you can’t do well, then prepare to work overtime until the New Year!
To be honest, using a vision that cannot be explained clearly to erupt so much and make everyone work overtime, under normal circumstances, there may be no one who directly rejects the pick, but there are definitely a lot of complaints and complaints.

However, although Shogo Tokiwa has not served as a minister for a long time, and he has not even arrived in January, but the prestige he has built up with facts and achievements within this month, and his style of saying nothing but vigorously and resolutely, it is a very good solution. solved this problem.

Everyone was willing to believe in Tokiwa Sogo, the boss of the department, so the action started like this.

Group into groups, go to other departments to shake people, prepare experts, contact TV stations...

The Metropolitan Police Department, which was about to enter a resting state, was like a huge machine that was about to shut down, and suddenly it had enough horsepower to run at a higher speed.

The gears made all kinds of stressful noises due to this abnormal sudden change, but all of them were running in a precise and orderly manner. The chains were pulled, the springs were deformed, the steel collided, and the machinery roared. Illuminated by the lights, brightly lit and full of fire.

that's it……

That night, late at night.

Police have sealed off the largest and most famous cemetery in the country.

Then, they looked at the blue sea of ​​will-o'-the-wisps that suddenly ignited from the cemetery, and listened to the sounds that sounded like fingernails scratching the coffin boards, as well as the continuous sounds of breaking through the ground, as well as the weird hoarse roars...

The policemen at the scene, counting one by one, all froze for a moment, their eyes widened, and their already tense nerves were almost broken by this change.

At the same time, faced with the opening scene of this doomsday zombie horror movie, they couldn't help but see Sogo Tokiwa's evaluation of these visions at the conference...

Basically... harmless.

This is basically harmless! ?
However, just as the policemen at the scene held their breath subconsciously and their eyelids twitched wildly, they suddenly heard that the pitch of those strange and hoarse roars changed.

Not only that, but they also found that the sound of breaking the ground disappeared, and the sharp sound of nails scratching the coffin board also stopped abruptly. sound.

The policemen at the scene: "..."

After calming down, Sogo Tokiwa's evaluation of these visions at the conference involuntarily appeared in their minds.

—Basically harmless.

Well, indeed.

The policeman who had been given the power of command by Sogo Tokiwa took a deep breath and began to give orders.

"Cheer up, don't be affected by the vision, pay attention, the main task entrusted to us by the minister is not to deal with the things in the vision, but to deal with the social security issues caused by the vision!"

At this point, the acting commander turned his head and ordered.

"Send the situation here to our expert immediately, and let him prepare the manuscript immediately. I don't care how he edits it. Anyway, we must give the masses a scientific explanation, understand?"

"Yes!"

The communications soldier took the lead and immediately started contacting experts.

With the description of the vision on the scene and the delivery of the photos, the expert's original confident expression quickly changed, with one head and two big heads.

"???"

Is this still the world I live in?

The expert looked at one photo after another, and suddenly stopped his gaze, raised his hand to adjust his glasses, looked at the very abstract photo in his hand, and said in doubt:

"How can I take such an effect with my frightened hand shaking... Is it a temporary photographer?"

……

……

Meanwhile, outside the cemetery.

Click!

With the sound of the shutter, a man holding a magenta camera quietly left the scene.

Walking on the road in the middle of the night without people, the man suddenly stopped and looked up.

Ahead, a man wearing a black sweater and a white windbreaker with a silver metal gourd pinned to his waist pointed a blue metal gun at him.

"Yo, Shi, it's so late, are you still walking?"

"Haidong..." Men Yashi frowned, "What do you want to do?"

"Should I ask you this? Boss." Haidong Dashu didn't move the muzzle of the gun in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Aren't you helping the devil? Why did you guide the power of the Time Management Bureau to erode the world? "

Haidong Dashu's words made Men Yashi stunned for a moment, and then said thoughtfully: "So that's the case, I probably understand how you came to this world..."

Saying this, Mon Yashi ignored the Diend gun that Haidong Dashu was pointing at himself, looked around, and then fixedly looked in a certain direction.

"Woz, can't you trust yourself completely?"

Following Monyashi's words, Woz slowly walked out of the corner in the direction Moniyashi was looking at.

"of course."

Woz looked at Monyashi and replied as a matter of course.

"Because it's me, and because I know what he's been through, I can't trust him completely."

To be loyal to His Majesty the Demon King is the only meaning of Woz's life.

Woz, willing to do anything for His Majesty the Demon King who is loyal to him, to lie to anyone.

Therefore, Woz couldn't imagine what kind of despair and madness he would fall into after losing His Majesty the Demon King.

But there is no doubt that the self in that state must be cold-hearted and cold-blooded, and doesn't care about everything including himself.

Woz's natural answer made Monyashi hold his forehead and sigh.

These people who follow the devil, how come one is crazier than the other, so there is no normal person?

Then, Men Yashi said suspiciously: "Well, even if you don't believe in yourself, why don't you believe in Fengmo? Didn't I show you the token of Fengmo?"

Hearing this, Woz didn't answer, but just opened the Advent Calendar in his hand, turned it over, and showed the text on the page to Menyashi.

I saw two lines written like this on the page.

The top row is Woz's question.

[My Majesty the Demon King, I found that Monyashi is entangled with the residual power of the Time Management Bureau, can I test him? 】

To this, the Demon King's answer was simple and clear, just two words.

[Fuck him. 】

Seeing those two words, Men Yashi's eyes widened, and two words popped up in his heart.

—Fuck!
What the hell, he wanted to pick a pick.

But in the next moment, Tokiwa Sogo's voice suddenly sounded from behind Monyashi.

"Don't be rude, Woz."

When Monyashi turned his head, he saw Sogo Tokiwa pat the gravel covered with blue flames on his shoulder and asked him.

"I only have one question, destroying... no, is it [my] plan to sacrifice this world?"

(End of this chapter)

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