New Order Plan

Lushan Town, the quarantine zone.

The small prefabricated steel building had workstations packed tightly together, making it feel very crowded.

Beside the tiny window, a burly man with a buzz cut sat imposingly at the table, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, rhythmically tapping a lighter on the surface.

"We now suspect you of intentional homicide. You had better tell me what I want to hear."

"This is a misunderstanding."

Sitting opposite him, Song Shuanghe had a bruised and swollen face, and looked as if he had eaten fly droppings.

He knew this must have been Jiang Qingshan's doing.

But while cursing Jiang Qingshan in his heart, he also felt a deep unease.

The man with the buzz cut glanced at Song Shuanghe and couldn't help but chuckle, "Misunderstanding? You rascal, hahaha..."

A few hours earlier, they received a report that someone had dumped a body at the abandoned Hope Welfare Home.

So they rushed to the scene and arrived just in time to find the man and woman loitering by the pond behind the orphanage.

The two men were acting suspiciously, and there were signs of a struggle and blood on the ground nearby.

What else is there to say?

They immediately arrested the two, but unexpectedly, the female suspect turned out to be a Grass-type user.

Fortunately, Xiao Liu in the team is a level 2 fire-type, otherwise it would have been really difficult to subdue the opponent.

Song Shuanghe's face was swollen and burning on one side, and he spoke with some difficulty: "I am a senior inspector from the Planning District Inspection Bureau. I am investigating..."

"Is there any official documentation to prove it?"

"..."

"What the hell are you talking about?" the man cursed impatiently, slamming his hand on the table and demanding, "Name!"

"Song Shuanghe, Senior Inspector of the Planning Zone Supervision Bureau, this is truly a misunderstanding. We're all on the same side..."

"Who asked for your job title? Your name!"

"..."

Song Shuanghe's face darkened, and he felt a tightness in his chest that made him feel like he was about to explode.

He glanced around and saw six young men standing or sitting nearby, some smoking, some chewing gum, their eyes sharp as if they wanted to devour him.

The intense sense of oppression made Song Shuanghe feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Tell me honestly, why did you kill the victim? And what was your relationship with the victim?"

"You should be investigating the guy who called the police first, instead of interrogating a high-ranking inspector who was framed by someone he was investigating!"

Song Shuanghe gritted his teeth and forced back his anger as he spoke.

The man with the buzz cut on the other side was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he raised his cigarette and looked at the teammate next to him.

"Hey, Xiao Liu, was this guy just teaching us how to do things?"

"Yes, Captain."

The young reconnaissance team member nodded with a straight face, but then touched his nose and grinned mischievously.

The man with the buzz cut blew a smoke ring, stood up, and walked up to Song Shuanghe.

"What are you trying to do!"

Song Shuanghe's eyelids twitched, and he shouted sternly.

Beside him, the female assistant instinctively wanted to protect Song Shuanghe.

However, her hands were locked to the chair by fire crystal handcuffs specifically designed to suppress grass-type users, preventing her from using her abilities. After struggling desperately for a few moments, she had no choice but to give up.

The man with the buzz cut glanced at the female assistant, whistled as he looked at the deep cleavage on her chest, and said, "Still a loyal dog. Don't worry, I'll interrogate you alone later."

After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze back to Song Shuanghe.

Song Shuanghe stared wide-eyed at the other person, his face twitching as he said, "I'm from the Capital United City Planning Zone..."

"I know, I know, my esteemed inspector, you've said it many times already."

The man with the buzz cut glanced casually at the security camera in the corner of the roof, then flicked the ash from his cigarette onto the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Liu, who was standing nearby, exclaimed, "Hey, why is there cigarette ash on the ground?"

The other person immediately chimed in skillfully, "This isn't ordinary cigarette ash anymore; we need to do a thorough cleaning right away!"

The others nodded in agreement.

Immediately, the six people grabbed rags and brooms and got to work with great seriousness.

Some people are sweeping the floor, and some are wiping the tables.

Xiao Liu stood on the stool, breathed hot air into the camera, and picked up a towel to slowly wipe it.

Song Shuanghe was stunned for a moment.

What does that mean?

What kind of tricks are these guys up to?

Just then, the crew-cut captain revealed a wicked smile.

"What does a zoning inspector have to do with my quarantine zone?"

After saying that, he suddenly grabbed Song Shuanghe's hair and shoved the cigarette butt in his hand hard onto the other man's bald head.

Sizzle~~~

A faint smell of burning rose up.

Before Song Shuanghe could even scream, the crew-cut captain landed another heavy punch on his mouth.

Instantly, blood splattered.

Song Shuanghe was so badly beaten that he saw stars and let out a low groan.

The crew-cut captain laid the limp Song Shuanghe on a chair, then found a rag and pretended to wipe his table.

Seeing this, Xiao Liu jumped off the stool, blinked, and said, "How about we stop here for today?"

The crew-cut captain immediately threw down the rag, quickly turned around, and sat back down.

Then, feigning surprise, he looked at Song Shuanghe and said, "Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

"..."

"Oh dear, did he fall? That's so careless. He looks a bit hypoglycemic. Xiao Liu, quickly get him something to eat."

The crew-cut captain and his teammates sang in unison, as if nothing had just happened.

Song Shuanghe was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and his eyes were filled with gloom.

Those damn bastards should all be sent to the Trail Blazers as expendable resources!

Jiang Qingshan, you're ruthless.

I'll remember this debt.

Snapped!

Seeing Song Shuanghe in a daze, Xiao Liu slapped him hard and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"..."

"Here, have some hot water. My mom says drinking more hot water is good for your health."

Song Shuanghe glared fiercely at the other party.

Xiao Liu raised an eyebrow, gave a harmless dry laugh, then pinched Song Shuanghe's mouth and began to force-feed him.

Song Shuanghe tilted his head back, the hot water making his eyes roll back in his head.

At this moment, someone leaned close to the crew-cut man and whispered, "Captain, isn't this going too far? He's an inspector after all..."

"Inspector General? Where are the inspectors? There are only suspects here."

The crew-cut captain squinted and sneered.

When someone dies on his territory, he has to give an explanation to his superiors.

What about the inspectors in the planning area?

Forget about this and that, the quarantine zone has its own rules!

Xiao Liu patted Song Shuanghe, who was spitting out water, and said with a fake smile, "Captain, isn't this a bit too much for him?"

"Damn it!"

The man with the buzz cut slammed his hand on the table and cursed with a forced smile, "I hate inspectors the most, especially bald ones like this. Keep feeding him, make sure he's full."

"Yes, Captain!"

Xiao Liu said seriously.

"You're police officers, aren't you afraid of being punished for doing this?"

The female assistant, who had temporarily lost her superpowers, trembled slightly.

Before she came, she had said that the quarantine zone was dangerous, but unfortunately Song Shuanghe, who had been in the planning zone for a long time, misunderstood her meaning.

The man with the buzz cut didn't say anything, but leered at the female assistant.

"Sixth Brother, this guy might be carrying a weapon. Have you searched him?"

"Captain, we don't have any female officers."

"Nonsense! Go and get my wig!"

"Yes, Madam!"