I'm the King of Wage Earners in Lobotomy City

Ignoring the monstrous corpse that was spraying blood like a fountain, Du Jue stood in the rain of blood, trying hard to recall the scene of the creature's transformation. He only regretted that his memory was too poor and he couldn't remember exactly what he recognized.

But anything that he can remember must be very dangerous!

Looking back at the other autistic prisoners, Du Jue stopped provoking them. Although they looked half-dead, at least they were still alive.

"Philip, where do you think it will appear next?"

"Based on previous analyses, the most likely location for the crime is the Baozuan Building."

Philip put the list of those to be staked out into a sealed bag and handed it to Du Jue, who was covered in green blood. Recalling the giant's actions just now, he felt that he should be able to handle it and was eager to try.

After all, there was only one goal this time, and he could fight alongside Senior Wen Duo, so at least he wouldn't be a burden.

"Then you go back to the hotel and stay there. I'll go try my luck first."

"Shouldn't we go together?"

He stuffed the list into his pocket, then looked at the corpse beside him, now back to human form, with a complicated expression, before bending down to examine the wounds inflicted by the spiral gun.

“Philip, there are many questions that will never be answered, perhaps out of goodwill to protect, or perhaps out of malicious concealment, or even just because of an uncertain suspicion or guess.”

When they cut open the giant's chest, they were surprised to find that its heart was incredibly small. Compared to its gigantic size, its heart was smaller than a fist. No wonder they couldn't hit it earlier.

Moreover, that strong, audible heartbeat sound was very familiar.

Is it because I'm not good enough?

Philip, who had been full of enthusiasm, immediately lowered his head in disappointment, suddenly feeling that Wendo was no different from his master, and still regarded him as a newcomer who was not up to the task.

"No! It's because the difficulty of this mission might far exceed that of urban ailments!"

It's impossible to only now realize where I experienced such a unique sound and body expansion.

I, I, I church!

Both the sound of the hammer and the way it returned to its original state after death were the effects of being struck by the Church's counter-hammer!

"But I can handle monsters of this level!"

Have you heard of the I-I-I Church?

"That cult that's a nightmare for the city? I remember they were recently declared to have disbanded by an association, right? Is Grinch a member of that cult?"

“I’ve dealt with their leader before. This monster looks very much like a product of their technology, so you understand, this is no longer something you can get involved in.”

Philip's earlier disappointment vanished instantly. He knew that the next level after Urban Nightmare was Urban Star, and no matter how confident he was, he didn't think he had the ability to face it.

Even at Dawn Agency, when a case involves a serious urban disease, the entire staff must be mobilized to ensure safety. This is even more true for a case that completely exceeds the capabilities of a fifth-tier finisher.

"I see. Should we appeal to the association?"

"No, you stay at a hotel. I'll go test Grinch's strength. If I can't beat him, I'll appeal. If I take you with me, I won't be able to escape."

"I understand!"

[The target of this commission has been found: Grinch]

Now that we have a general idea of ​​what the other party looks like, we should use the empty command without hesitation.

Although empty commands do not directly increase his combat power, their role in enabling him to complete various tasks so quickly cannot be ignored.

Walking alone through the streets of N Nest, Du Jue could feel a very obvious sense of alienation. Even though there were many pedestrians around, most of them had dark circles under their eyes and didn't say a word. After walking through a commercial street, he didn't hear much human voice.

Walking past one of the private high schools on the list, you can clearly see the banners and slogans hanging from large balloons floating in the air.

The first year is a crucial starting period!

The second year is an even more important period for overtaking!

The third year is the most crucial period for making a final push!

"Damn it, you're aiming for three years straight, huh?!"

At this moment, Du Jue thinks that Grinch is very likely a member of the N-Nest, otherwise he wouldn't be so vengeful towards society.

After visiting three locations, Du Jue arrived at the Baozuan Building before sunset. It is a glass tetrahedron building that reflects light, and it is quite eye-catching compared to the monotonous buildings around it.

Upon entering, you can see a dark black sign next to the door listing the various companies that live in the building by floor. The company that occupies the most floors is Suicide Express, which takes up a full six floors. It's hard to imagine just how booming their business is.

Suddenly, Dujue saw a person wearing a huge dark green pointed hat standing in the elevator lobby that was about to close. He could not see the person's face at all by just lowering his head slightly.

Du Jue suddenly felt a sudden flash of inspiration and immediately realized that something was wrong with this person. He had only experienced that kind of vague cognition effect with Roland. What normal working person would wear such special equipment to work?

Grinch?!

Before Du Jue could take a step, what puzzled him even more was that the mysterious figure, who resembled a witch, suddenly looked up and stared at him. Her emerald green skin did not look strange at all; instead, it had a fresh and comfortable feel, like that of a forest in the early morning.

"Stop it, it's been a long time."

Ding.

The elevator doors closed completely.

132

Chapter 132 Suicide Express.

"and many more!"

Du Jue rushed to the elevator and frantically pressed the button, but the numbers on the display screen kept rising until it finally stopped on the eleventh floor, which was where the Suicide Express company was located.

Who is this guy? He actually knows me.

Could it be another case of a lunatic from the Greenery Trip?!

But he was clearly dressed as a Wenduo tailor, with his eyes covered by a veil and bandages. It was impossible for anyone to see him with a red name above his head.

Frustration and doubt filled his heart, but he immediately remembered the empty command he had given.

"Sir, do you need any help?"

Ignoring the receptionist's question from afar, Du Jue immediately stepped into the newly opened elevator, quickly pressed the eleventh floor button, and his heart jumped into his throat.

Du Jue immediately tried to recall what the other person looked like, but found that she couldn't remember anything no matter what she did. The only things she remembered were their emerald green skin, their oversized pointed hat, and their height, which was almost level with the top of the elevator door.

Fortunately, Philip was reliable. He quickly pulled out the few profiles from the sealed bag and instantly matched them with the abstract pattern. He felt that the blurry painting exuded a strong sense of alienation.

This guy is Grinch!

"Oh no! Is she going to go on another rampage and massacre again? Could it be one of the stragglers from my church? But only the leader, Anke, should know about me. How can the leader be so incompetent as to let this slip through the cracks?!"

At that moment, Du Jue felt that ABC Company's cleaning services were really unreliable. Hearing the elevator door ding, he immediately regained his composure and strode out as soon as the door opened.

Immediately, a series of indistinct replies entered my mind. Rows of workstations were filled with busy customer service staff, and I couldn't see Grinch anywhere.

"Hey! Have you seen this person before?!"

Du rushed to the company's front desk and pulled out the profile, but the woman at the front desk simply looked up and took out a registration form.

"Hello, please register before applying."

The third-level finisher's identification was slammed onto the table in frustration.

"Glench, do you know that super serial killer from the Nth Nest is right here? Answer me now!"

The woman looked up in surprise upon hearing this, then raised her hand and lowered it again, opened her mouth and closed it again. This hesitant manner infuriated Du Jue.

"Say it!"

"Then, you register first!"

Grabbing the registration form, Du impatiently scribbled down Wen Duo's name before looking back at the front desk.

"So, may I ask what brings you here?"

"I'm going to find Grinch right now!"

Avoid watching the receptionist type a few words on the keyboard with incomprehension before replying with a standard tone of regret.

"Sorry, we do not have an employee named Grinch."

"Are you even human?! You can't even understand human language!"

Leaving this lunatic behind, Du hurriedly patted the two customer service representatives near the door to ask them questions, but they just stared blankly at him without saying a word. Then, in a panic, they notified the customer service supervisor.

Du Jue looked at the two customer service representatives who had started answering the phone again and the supervisor who had just come out with a fake smile. He felt that these guys were all robots. They had all said that Grinch was ruthless, but none of them could even process what he said.

"Excuse me, are you here for a job interview or for business cooperation?"

"I'm looking for Grinch!"

"We apologize, but our company does not offer services for finding missing persons. We appreciate your understanding."

"You're all idiots! Go away and play somewhere else!"

Too lazy to deal with these lunatics anymore, he stopped inspecting each office room. Almost every customer service office had the same layout, and the supervisor from before hadn't chased after him to stop him.

After wandering through all the offices in the building, I finally found the tall woman walking among the desks.

The emerald green pointed hat almost touched the ceiling, casting a large shadow on the ground. Instead of pulling out a scythe and wreaking havoc, Grinch walked past each customer service representative, gently patted their shoulders, and softly called out to wake them up.

"You're Grinch!"

"Hey! How do you know me?!"

With a clenched right hand clasped in leather gloves, a massive spiral gun appeared out of thin air in Du Jue's hand. He quickly stepped forward to block Grinch's path, but even looking directly at him, he still couldn't make out his appearance.

"And you lot, don't you have any common sense at all?! Do you all want to die here?!"

As the customer service staff continued to rush to answer the calls, Du Jue raised the spiral gun and smashed the desk on the right. The three people working there were so frightened that they stood up in a panic. They glanced at Du Jue and anxiously called for their supervisor, but remained frozen in place.

"It's useless, stop it."

"Do you think they can't understand? Or can't see clearly? They know everything, but they are willing to be prisoners, afraid of escaping the cage, because they can't imagine themselves alone, just like slaves can't imagine life without slave owners."

"I know what they're thinking right now. They're probably cursing the damn company and the damn job, and even fantasizing about tearing annoying people like you and me to pieces, or better yet, burning everyone and the Diamond Tower to the ground."

"But they tell themselves that this is the limit, and they can't go any further, let alone take any action in reality."

"Those who can survive on the suicide express line are all outstanding employees who strictly abide by the employee code of conduct."

The room was still filled with the noisy sounds of customer service calls, and Du Jue, gripping the spiral gun, laughed in exasperation.

Aren't you afraid of dying?

He raised his hand, emptied the grenade from the lucky can at his waist, and threw it aside.

laugh!

The tear gas exploded instantly, and screams and shouts filled the room. All the customer service staff could no longer bear it and rushed out of the office, causing a commotion.

"Du Jue, you're still the same as always."

"They not only have the courage to break free from their cages, but also want to lend a helping hand. It's just a pity that they don't understand these snails who tuck their heads into their shells."

"Are you a survivor of the Green Journey?"

"A journey through verdant greenery? What's that?"

This answer greatly surprised Du Jue, who suspiciously picked up a small piece of wood, about the size of a fingernail, and tossed it in the air to confirm its authenticity.

[Grimm, being a member of the Green Walk, threw the wooden piece face up.]

Looking at the rough back of the wood chip, Du Jue spoke again in disbelief.

"Then how did you recognize me?!"

"See? You only know Grinch but have forgotten me. I'm not demanding that everyone remember others, but the fact is that in the city, you have to take the initiative to stand out in order to avoid becoming a replaceable carpet."

"Ordinary people do not have the courage or ability to shout out, so that they can be remembered by the city and have their free life traced."

Stop talking nonsense!

Once everyone has left, do not slowly approach to prepare to make a move.

“I used to work diligently for five years as a member of the Welfare Funeral Team No. 8. Then I was laid off because of insufficient performance. But our team was responsible for the bodies of people who died alone. How could we possibly have any performance targets?”

The tall woman lowered her head, and her huge pointed hat immediately covered her face and chest.

Du Jue suddenly felt that the other person's aloofness was as if they were in another world, even though they were so close, they felt like they were at the ends of the earth.

"Because I couldn't make a living, I had to leave and live in the back alley. But being unfamiliar with the place, I was soon extorted by gangs. Luckily, I met a man named Vacuum Fist. He killed all the disgruntled gang members and declared that this place was under Vacuum Fist's control."

"However, the Fist of Vacuum does not allow any opposition or freedom; everything has been taken away by them."

"After that, although I escaped, I was penniless and gradually became a garbage collector, someone I used to look down on and even fear and avoid. I never thought that a person could live with just a garbage can."