Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

It was noon when we returned to the command center.

Yan Jing approached on her tiger firefly, and noticed that the military vehicles of the task force outside had left.

There are also rut marks extending to the distance on the grassland.

Most of the supernatural beings from the Special Affairs Bureau had left, and only some staff members were gradually dismantling and sorting out the equipment.

Judging by the situation, they should be preparing to evacuate.

In order to solve the disaster in the Kasai River Basin, the Bureau of Special Affairs spared no effort to mobilize superhumans from the surrounding area.

Now these people have to go back to guard the various places.

After entering the gate and meeting Yu Zhen who came out to greet her first, Yan Jing knew that most of the scholars had also left.

Instead of returning to the city, they went to the sky burial altar.

Previously, due to the existence of poisonous miasma, they could only analyze and study through photos and videos.

Now that the turmoil has subsided, it is natural to take a closer look at the seal array left over from ancient times.

In the Xuanpu battle last night, everyone returned smoothly.

For this reason, Yu Zhen has always been in a good mood.

The sunshine on the plateau is different from that in other regions. After only half a day, her whole face was flushed and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

When you get close, you can still smell the natural fragrance lingering on her body.

"It's been so long?"

Yu Zhen, who had changed into folk costumes from the Tibetan area, approached with a chuckle and patted the grass leaves on the corners of Yan Jing's clothes.

"It's a bit far away, and it took me some time to find it. This dress looks unique on you."

Grabbing Yu Zhen's waist, the relaxed Yan Jing breathed a sigh of relief and asked again,

"How about the captives of the Tai Sui organization?"

"The Black Bamboo Society has controlled the monster-faced bird, and forcibly reversed his mutated state. The interrogation will begin as soon as you arrive."

In fact, part of the action against the captives was completed last night, but Yue Qianren specifically asked to wait for Yan Jing.

This is respect for the strong.

The two walked side by side to the temporary cell where John was being held. Everyone from Mozhushe, Duojige and Miao Yingshi were there.

Nodding to everyone, Yan Jing's eyes turned to the room.

The human-faced bird, that is, John, is being chained at this moment, and multiple seals have been applied to his body, looking sluggish.

Its lycanthropic limbs degenerate back into human form.

At least he is no longer the same as when he was first caught.

"Although it seems to have recovered, in fact the blood in his body has been completely alienated. What we can do is to forcibly stimulate the part of his blood that belongs to human beings, creating an effect similar to that of a flashback."

Xiao Ling, who is in charge of this matter, took the initiative to explain,
"If he's lucky, he'll have a few minutes of normal time later, but if he's unlucky, it might only be a dozen seconds."

"The Taisui organization's secret technique of casting veins is irreversible. Once it enters the bloodline runaway state, the person concerned will undoubtedly die, and this itself is the main method for the Taisui organization to control peripheral members. What we can do is to prolong its collapse."

Yue Qianren added from the side that this step was possible thanks to the accumulation of the predecessors of the Black Bamboo Society.

Had it been handled by someone else, John would have been completely cold by now.

"So we have to think about the questions in advance, and try to ask valuable information within the limited time."…

Knowing that the time was limited, Duojigo spat in a low voice in annoyance.

The members of the Special Affairs Bureau in the Tibetan area suffered heavy casualties this time.

As the chief official of the region, it would be a lie for Duojigo to say that he doesn't feel distressed, and it is needless to say that he hates these bastards of the Tai Sui organization.

"He's just a peripheral member, so he definitely doesn't know much about the core secrets. I suggest discussing what to ask in advance, and then sorting them in order of importance, so as to save you from being in a hurry when the time comes."

This is also the main reason why Yue Qianren asked to wait for Yan Jing.

After all, he was the one who caught the person, so he had to agree to ask any specific questions.

Several people took some time to roughly list three questions, and then signaled Xiao Ling to do it.

An injection flew out and pierced directly into John's neck, and the medicinal liquid in it was quickly injected into his body.

After waiting for about 2 minutes, John's body began to tremble, and the amplitude continued to expand, eventually turning into violent convulsions.

"Gu~he~"

Suddenly, two howls that didn't sound like human voices came out, John's body froze suddenly, his head turned slightly towards the other people in the room without a trace, and then he returned to the crazy appearance just now.

John's reaction was not unpleasant, but it was a pity that he used the wrong time.

He thought he was rescued, and wanted to seek a chance to escape by pretending to be crazy, but he didn't know that he was already a corpse in the eyes of Yan Jing and others.

What's more, in order not to waste time, Yan Jing never thought of asking for his consent before interrogation.

Almost at the same time John showed his sobriety, Yue Qianren directly raised the marionette in his hand.

The puppet's face was exactly the same as John's, and the silk thread connecting his hands and feet was also made of the latter's hair. The moment the spell took effect, John stood up like a marionette, and stood still in place.

"Where is the Tai Sui organization's stronghold in the Tibetan area?"

Seeing that Yue Qianren had succeeded, Yan Jing asked a straightforward question.

This group of people was able to enter the Kunlun Mountains so easily and grasp the specific location of the celestial burial altar. Yan Jing would never believe that they had no support and control forces in the Tibetan area.

John is a peripheral member and doesn't know the secrets of the Tai Sui organization. It doesn't mean that the other two people involved in this operation don't know.

Yan Jing had reason to suspect that they were still hiding somewhere in the Tibetan Plains, observing the subsequent development of the situation.

"Yasa City, Third District, Linxi Street, No. 112."

Without any hesitation, John gave the answer directly, and Dojigo immediately contacted the Special Affairs Bureau while recording.

After the words fell, abnormal pustules began to appear on the right side of his body.

Xiao Ling turned pale and hurriedly gestured to Yan Jing.

"How do you contact me?"

Realizing that time was running out, Yan Jing hurriedly asked.

"Single line, worm, behind my ear."

The range of pustules was expanding, John's body began to emit a foul smell, and his legs were twisted in a strange posture, with multiple skin bulges, as if something couldn't wait to get out of it!
"Do you have any other action plans in the near future, where is the location, and what is the goal?"

"In Australia and Asia, near the coastline, there is a sleeping existence similar to Xiangliu. At the end of November, we will act to steal his blood."

Almost at the same time as the voice fell, John's body swelled up as if he had blown air.

Peng!
With a muffled sound, blood spattered.

Yan Jing raised her hand and summoned a water curtain to forcibly block the flying flesh and blood.

John in the cage has turned into an indescribably twisted ball of flesh.

The speed at which his body collapsed far exceeded everyone's expectations!