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Chapter 292 The name of the sword is Impermanent, and it can cut off echoes

What a good thing.

Li Mumu, who also felt the power of the sword, couldn't help but feel a little moved.

The brush of the sword just now also dispelled the messy thoughts in her heart, and she felt that there was an unprecedented clarity in her mind.

How can I describe this feeling? It's like going out to shave your head during the first month of the year. It's cool and refreshing.

You don’t have to worry about oily and frizzy hair anymore. You don’t even need to use shampoo anymore. A bar of soap covers your whole head... That’s pretty much what it feels like.

What about three thousand worlds leading to the afterlife, what about the high-dimensional strings of the universe vibrating, what about a fish named Kun in Beiming... These complex concepts that were always merging and conflicting in my mind were all cut off by a sword.

Although the effect was only temporary and did not seem to last long, it also allowed Li Mumu to enjoy a rare moment of peace and clarity.

Next time you go to the Secret Service, you should ask if you can apply for a piece of equipment similar to this.

Li Mumu didn't know much about the "artifact" and didn't think it was very valuable. When someone's biological father or mother dies, seven or eight people have to be found to carry the coffin.

Or accidentally beat heroes to death.

"This is a comrade specially sent by the Secret Service to support our work."

The man in gray uniform holding the sword stood up, stretched out his hand towards Wang Yunxiao and said with a smile: "Captain Wang, I have caused trouble for you."

"Only support us here?"

The rioting believers dispersed, and two men in gray military uniforms holding swords entered the police station openly.

"They're not good at it, they're just making small fuss."

Good reason! What an excuse! Wang Yunxiao believed it!

Wang Yunxiao shook hands with him, and after introduction, he learned that one of the two men was called Qi Bing and the other was Liang Dao.

Just the two of you drive over here in a car and strike with a sword, and that's it. Are you telling me that this equipment is very valuable and precious? What's going on?

"How do we need to cooperate?"

"Every precinct has support."

"Only two people?"

"The Secret Service is stretched thin."

Qin Xiangdong decisively chose to bow his head at this time.

He really made me cry to death.

Wang Yunxiao came to Qin Xiangdong's office and saw two people sitting in the office. The wooden box containing the sword was placed carelessly on the desk.

But in Wang Yunxiao's eyes, it was a different scene.

Qi Bing glanced at Wang Yunxiao and said with a smile: "But since Nantong District has established a special service department, it is equivalent to having a certain special operations capability. The two of us coming here will be the icing on the cake."

There were at least three soldiers in the formation, but in order to catch the fish, the Secret Service was not even willing to send a third person, for fear that it would discourage the heroes from all walks of life to commit robbery.

"At that time, just listen to the city bureau's arrangements for unified action. If we encounter more difficult criminals, we will be responsible for solving them."

Qi Bing smiled and said: "We are here as special advisers, responsible for organizing and coordinating the police force and cooperating with the subsequent clean-up and rectification operations in the city. For example, the Da Luo Jiao who caused trouble this time is the key target."

It is said that crying children are fed by milk, and resources are not evenly distributed these days. The Secret Service is also short of manpower, and it will inevitably tilt resources to weak areas.

It is my ability to organize the establishment of a special service department. You can't say that I have a special service department here and I will send all my personnel to others if others don't. If you want to play like this, then don't do the job.

How happy it would be if we all ate together and waited to die. "We have a problem we can't deal with right now."

Qin Xiangdong took out the file and handed it over: "This is the second substitution incident in our bureau. We don't have a good way to deal with it now, and the Secret Service does not give us information. Look at this problem. How to solve it? If we can’t solve this problem, we are like a sieve here, and no information can be kept secret.”

Qi Bing didn't even look at it, he shook his head and said: "We are all rough people and can't understand this. But the artifact we brought this time may be able to help you solve some of your problems."

Finally we got to talking about this sword.

Qin Xiangdong smiled and asked, "Does this sword have any explanation?"

Qi Bing nodded and said: "This sword is called Impermanence. It can cut off all echo erosion and make people regain their consciousness. However, it also has a side effect, that is, it will make one of the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of the sword holder gradually disappear. So unless it is used When it comes, we put it in the box and try not to touch it."

Qin Xiangdong frowned and said: "It sounds very powerful, but the problems we are encountering now..."

"It works!"

Wang Yunxiao suddenly interrupted.

Seeing Qin Xiangdong looking over, Wang Yunxiao explained carefully: "The person we caught now has a tough mouth and can't produce any information. I think there are two possibilities. The first possibility is that this person is really determined. But if he has such a firm will and does something bad, there is no need to be cannon fodder."

"In the second case, I think it might be some kind of mental suggestion or echo erosion that prevents him from communicating with us normally."

"I think we can give him a try with a sword."

Wang Yunxiao said to himself that there is such a good thing that you don’t have to use it in vain, and it doesn’t cost anything to try it.

People of this era have not experienced the baptism of later generations of online novels, and their thinking and concepts are not broad enough.

In a few decades, if you find a writer on the Internet, he will be able to design a hundred and eight ways to play for you.

Do you dare to call this side effect a side effect?

My best friend next door would be so jealous.

Qin Xiangdong also thought it was feasible and immediately agreed.

Everyone immediately came to the interrogation room.

The captured faceless man still maintained the appearance of the person he imitated. Even though he was tied to the interrogation chair, he still had a disdainful sneer on his face, as if he felt that the police had nothing to do with him.

To say that there is really nothing we can do to catch him is actually a bit unfair to the police department. In fact, there are many ways to do it. All the interrogation equipment left over from the previous dynasty are still well preserved. There is no need to pay attention to human rights ethics and worldly justice with this kind of people.

The real problem is that Qin Xiangdong is worried that the police station will not be able to handle it after the intelligence is reviewed.

It's like killing someone is easy, but you can't afford the consequences.

Well now, the Secret Service finally sent someone over.

Qi Bing walked up behind the Faceless Man, pulled out the Impermanence Sword and lightly slashed it in the air. The Faceless Man's facial features instantly dissolved, turning into pieces of rancid flesh and falling to the ground, revealing the truth hidden under the flesh and blood mask. face.

He was very strange, not young, and his face looked like he had just woken up from a dream. When he came to his senses, he immediately shouted: "What have you done to me? Stop thinking so much, I won't tell you anything!"

The old policeman in charge of the interrogation rolled his eyes and turned to ask Qin Xiangdong: "Bureau Qin, do you want to do something?"

Qin Xiangdong nodded: "Comrades from the Secret Service are here, don't worry, just use whatever means are available."

The old policeman nodded, stood up and went to get the whip.

"Come and prop up his legs. It's okay. Just relax. Everyone knows you are a tough guy."

(End of this chapter)