Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 663 The Prism Conference
On the Prism side, the civil war that had just begun was forced to a halt due to the issue of the Wave Factory. However, it was merely a small civil war that was about to escalate into a large-scale civil war.

The Prism Force is structured in only two layers: outer members and core codename members.

The peripheral members are mainly responsible for assisting the core members, while the core members are all combat personnel. This is essentially an elite private army built by a central interest group, and the simple structure makes it easier to control and direct them.

Normally, the Prism Unit doesn't hold many meetings because it's difficult to gather most of its personnel. Even if they do occasionally hold a meeting, it's just to issue unified instructions and orders.

However, at this critical juncture, the vast majority of Prism troops were summoned.

Because they rarely cooperate as a group on a daily basis, the members may not even know each other, let alone have a good relationship.

Only a few acquaintances would casually chat without regard for the atmosphere around them.

"The last time we all got together was to take down Luoye, right? Those memories are still so vivid." A woman with light makeup, who looked more like an office lady than a member of the Wuli Group, spoke frankly without lowering her voice.

This is like bringing up a sore spot.

A few years ago, during a rare collective operation, half of them were killed, allowing Luo Ye to leave with impunity. Although this incident only circulated within the central government, it remains a huge stain on the Prism Force.

A group of carefully selected, highly elite individuals from diverse backgrounds couldn't defeat a woman from a violent world.

It's so embarrassing.

However, only by truly engaging in combat with Luo Ye could the Prism Force realize the immense gap in skill and experience.

Since the Battle of Los Angeles, the Prism Force has never been replenished to its original size. This is partly due to the heavy casualties of that defeat, and partly because the defeat led the Central Group to tighten its vetting and selection criteria for Prism Force members. Some who were deemed less capable were even stripped of their nicknames and demoted to peripheral positions.

"I don't recommend you use such language to provoke everyone. After all, there are quite a few people here with bad tempers, and in the current situation, a few deaths wouldn't be too much of a problem. 'White Rose'." The one who replied was a well-dressed man, his tone calm but carrying a warning.

The woman chuckled and said, "I was just trying to liven things up a bit."

"So slow, the fortune teller isn't coming over yet, I'm leaving," Jackson said, sitting in the corner.

"Jackson, you don't have anything to do, do you? Anyway, you don't even listen to your own master much," someone said sarcastically.

“He lost track of Li Busi before, and he’s still thinking about it. I remember he said that Li Busi should have been taken away by the Disposal Bureau… Hmm, I see. Now that we’re in charge of restraining the Disposal Bureau, this is a good opportunity to go in and search properly.”

"But I just can't find it!" Jackson slammed his hand on the table in frustration.

"Don't make a sound, I'm coming." A hoarse voice suddenly said from a corner of the room.

Everyone's attention immediately shifted to the doorway.

The next moment, the door was pushed open, and Jian Banxian stepped in: "Sorry to keep you all waiting."

The somewhat restless atmosphere was temporarily suppressed.

The title of captain of the Prism Unit may not have much practical significance, since one cannot command the team members at all. However, being able to become the captain of such a team and gain the respect of the other members is a testament to one's ability.

"Everyone should be aware of the recent situation. I know many of us are only thinking about fighting, but let's at least endure this day for now. The Lighthouse sent us to deal with the Handling Bureau; their intentions are obvious, but it's not necessarily a bad thing for us. On the other hand, the higher-ups aren't stupid either. The investigation into the black cult leader who appeared in last night's incident has now fallen to us." Jian Banxian spoke quickly, seemingly unconcerned whether others understood or not. Those who cared would listen, but for those who didn't, no matter how detailed he explained, it would just go in one ear and out the other.

"Huh? Can't we leave this kind of investigation to outsiders?" Jackson said, annoyed.

“This matter is unusual and requires strength as the most basic guarantee. Moreover, the most important thing is that this black cult may be backed by one of our superiors.” Jian Banxian narrowed his eyes slightly, making his already small eyes appear even smaller on his round face.

"In the worst-case scenario, one of us here might be our enemy." The Prism team didn't need to beat around the bush; Jian Banxian spoke directly.

Even in this situation, the Prism team still has a Werewolf game segment.

The people present immediately became slightly more serious, but of course, it was unrealistic to expect this group of people to be very serious.

"Wouldn't any werewolves be willing to step forward and confess? That way, we can all discuss things, right?" the woman codenamed White Rose said casually.

Of course, no one responded to that.

Jian Banxian continued, "The next arrangement is to send a few of us to investigate first. We don't necessarily need to find anything; just make a show of it for now. I think these matters should be truly resolved by tomorrow or later. The rest of you will follow me to deal with the Bureau of Handling Cases. They are very unruly. Even with the addition of our peripheral members, our numbers and influence are still less than theirs. It won't be easy to make them submit."

"Then who should we send? I'm not going anyway," White Rose said, pouting.

"Jackson, can I entrust this to you?" It seemed that Jian Banxian had already made arrangements.

“Me? I still need to find Li Busi! That kid named Lu Chongming has already been reserved by Lighthouse, which I can't do anything about. Li Busi has to be given to me, right?” Jackson replied with dissatisfaction, not wanting to bother with anything else.

Not to mention, his brain isn't really suited to investigating the behind-the-scenes dealings of an insider.

“We’ll help you investigate Li Busi. I’ll also have some peripheral members assist you, or you can hand it over entirely to them and just pretend to do it yourself.” Jian Banxian skillfully presented his terms.

Jackson hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded and said, "This... is fine too."

Suddenly, a sharp alarm sounded, causing everyone to look up and look around.

The Prism Unit's base is located behind the Central District Police Station, in a European-style red-tiled house that doesn't look very big from the outside, but it's fully equipped inside—mainly for some peripheral members to work in and for core members to relax and have fun, so it's equipped with a private cinema and various game consoles.

Of course, since it is a Prism unit stronghold, it still has basic alarms.

However, this alarm is unlikely to sound under normal circumstances, as there are very few major incidents requiring the deployment of the Prism Unit. Most of the time, they are secretly doing shady things for their superiors.

Instead of panicking, everyone was more excited and curious: "This is really an unfamiliar situation, fortune teller, what's going on?"

Jian Banxian frowned slightly, turned off the alarm, and then took out his phone to make a contact.

His expression quickly changed: "What? Luo Ye has made a move!?"

(End of this chapter)