Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 86 New Case

Xia Shou thought about it for a while, and finally gave up on continuing to dwell on this issue.

What he needs to deal with most now is the Blood Mother Cult, and he also has to help Su Weiyu rescue her family. This is the top priority.

"Alice, it's time to go to bed." Xia Shou walked to the bed, and those transparent hands began to help him undress.

Just as Xia Shou lay down on the bed, the phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Bai He calling.

No way?
Brother Bai called me so late, is he going to work overtime?
Please, I haven't had a proper sleep for several days.

"Hey, Brother Bai."

"Why couldn't I get through to your phone just now? You said you were out of service area."

"I don't know. I kept the phone on all the time." Xia Shou lied very skillfully.

At this time, answering the other party's questions will easily expose the truth. The best way is to distance yourself from it and let the other party investigate. In the end, they won't be able to find out the truth anyway, and can only blame it on a malfunction or something.

"Forget it, just come over soon. Something's happened with the firing squad." Bai He said in a very serious tone.

Xia Shou sat up from the bed and asked, "Where are you now?"

"It's right in front of the control bureau. Just come over. Everyone is here."

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When Xia Shou rushed to the gate of the Control Bureau, there was already a large group of people gathered at the gate. Everyone was standing there quietly. The air was dead silent and a sense of uneasiness was spreading everywhere.

Xia Shou squeezed in from the outside of the crowd and walked towards the door. He saw Bai He's back.

Baihe stood there, looking up at the five bodies hanging in the air.

Among them, Xia Shou saw the familiar man. Now, like his four teammates, he was wearing a white ballet skirt and was suspended by steel wires on the door beam of the auto repair shop.

"You're here... The situation is as you can see, that's it." Bai He frowned, his expression solemn.

"When the execution squad is fighting, can't the anomaly level be raised to level four? And their abilities should be able to cooperate with each other, right?" Xia Shou asked in disbelief.

"That's right, that's why it's bad. The overall combat capability of the execution squad is superior to that of a level four finisher. Our bureau sent them here because we didn't think that the strength of a life artist could exceed that of a level four finisher from the beginning." Bai He touched his chin and slowly pulled a steel cable next to him.

As Baihe pulled the steel cable, the five suspended bodies began to dance.

Of course, the dance they performed matched their costumes: it was ballet.

The first corpse danced very clumsily, repeating a ballet dance full of flaws over and over again, but it was very graceful, like a novice who had just learned ballet.

The dancing posture of the second corpse was slightly better, at least much more pleasing to the eye than the first one.

By the third body, the ballet became more realistic. It was clearly a man's body, but no one knew what the life artist had done to the corpse. The joints moved incredibly smoothly, and a ten-second dance cycle could be completed with just a few steel wires.

The fourth corpse's dancing posture was even more graceful and the details were even more perfect, so it danced like a real person.

The last corpse was a member of the execution team that Xia Shou had met once. He was originally thin, and after wearing a ballet skirt, he was the one who fit him best. Although Xia Shou didn't know the meaning behind this dance, he could tell that it was a very difficult dance move.

"The last move, performed by the black swan in the third act of Swan Lake, is called the Whip Turn. The dancer spins like a top. It is a very difficult move and an ordinary corpse would definitely not be able to do it."

"Baihe, do you have any clue?" Edson appeared beside them at some point. He was sweating profusely, and the muscles on his face were tightly stretched, his whole face was like a piece of iron.

"Minister Edson, there are other investigations regarding surveillance. Is it still the same as before?" Bai He asked back.

Edson nodded: "There are no clues at all, and all the surveillance cameras are broken.

Damn! If only the surveillance was a high-level prohibited item, then maybe there would be some clues left behind."

"Anyway, let's study the corpses first. I feel like these corpses are weird, and this time the Life Artist at least wrote us a message letter."

The body was put down and moved to the research department, where professionals will complete the initial investigation without causing any destructive impact on the body, such as using X-rays and detection of some prohibited objects.

Baihe came to the office of the first department with the message letter from the life artist.

Xia Shou rubbed his eyes, which were sore from staying up late, sat down in his seat, and let out a long sigh.

At this moment, he was extremely depressed and felt terrible.

Although he was not familiar with the people in the firing squad, it was hard for anyone not to respect them as long as they knew what beliefs they held to form the firing squad.

A group of weaklings who did not possess any power chose a path that would lead to their certain death in order to protect ordinary people.

And now, they got the ending they had known for a long time.

In addition to him and Baihe, Edson and Reed were also in the office, as well as some operators Xia Shou didn't know.

They are the operators who have been responsible for tracking down the Artist of Life, and this incident is closely related to them.

Everyone's face looked ugly, and everyone was suppressing their inner anger.

Minister Edson in particular had guilt written all over his face and couldn't hide it at all.

"Edson, this is the judgment you made after discussing with Dr. Modise. Dr. Modise also believes that the Life Artist cannot be a fourth-level extraordinary person. This should be the case. He must have used some means." Bai He comforted.

Edson waved his hand. "My judgment was not wrong, but that doesn't mean I am not responsible for their deaths. Damn it, five of them! Five experienced executioners! They should have been able to save more people."

Baihe patted the other person's shoulder to comfort him.

He thought Edson was too emotional as the head of the investigation department.

If he were his minister, even if he saw his own member being hanged in front of him, he would not even bat an eyelid, but would carry out the procedural analysis step by step, biting the culprit's tail like a poisonous snake and pursuing him relentlessly.

But Baihe didn't dislike a minister as humane as Edson.

Putting himself in his shoes, Baihe thought it would be great if someone could shed some tears for him after his death.

"Anyway, let's take a look at the letter first. This is the first time that a life artist has left a message on site without a signature," Baihe said.

(End of this chapter)