New Order Plan

The car door clicked open, and the dog shook off the rain and quickly jumped inside.

Then, a flash of light appeared, and it returned to its human form.

Jiang Qingshan leaned back in his seat and turned to glance out the window.

The Union Hotel is in complete chaos.

A dozen or so airships hovered above, their searchlights almost engulfing the entire building.

Below, police cars arrived one after another to provide support, their lights flashing in the rain like fallen stars.

Jiang Qingshan withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, put on his military overcoat, and closed his eyes, utterly exhausted.

He is too tired.

I had just exhausted my mental energy to the limit, and now I feel completely drained.

My head felt heavy and numb, and I could barely think.

He decided to get a good night's sleep first.

......

Three hours later.

The doorway to room 303 of the hotel.

Qin Dahai's face turned as black as charcoal as he looked at the scene inside.

The corridor was full of people, but it was completely silent.

Li Tong clenched his fists, his eyes blazing as if they were about to shoot fire.

Just then, a series of light and hurried footsteps sounded.

Qin Xiaoxiao walked out from the crowd, handed a report to Qin Dahai, adjusted her glasses, and said, "It's normal rainfall."

Upon hearing this, Qin Dahai remained silent for a moment before letting out a deep sigh: "Any other clues?"

Qin Xiaoxiao shook her head. The room was completely destroyed, and almost no useful traces were found.

The hotel's rear surveillance cameras captured a suspicious uniformed police officer entering the parking lot, which was likely a catastrophic mutant in disguise.

However, this clue is not actually of much value.

The airship squadron, which had been searching for three hours, had not been able to track down the catastrophic variant.

Qin Dahai thought for a moment, then said with a headache, "Block the news and clean up the mess as soon as possible."

"yes!"

Li Tong and Qin Xiaoxiao responded in unison.

Qin Dahai felt a wave of fatigue and turned to walk towards the elevator.

Choi Sung-ha and his wife died at the investigation team's residence, which might put him in some trouble.

The intelligence agency's assassins killed him right under his nose, practically humiliating him.

These shameless bastards are really arrogant.

Fortunately, the orphanage did manage to gain something.

No identity information could be found for the deceased, even after he used his own privileges.

Furthermore, given that the manner of their death was exactly the same as that of Choi Sung-ha and his wife, it was highly likely that they were silenced by the mutated form "Wuzhiqi".

Moreover, the Hope Welfare Home is where Jiang Qingshan grew up, and it was abandoned three years ago.

He was now certain that the place was inextricably linked to the General Intelligence Bureau and was probably a secret agency of the other side.

If we trace the investigation back to the welfare home, we should be able to find something useful.

Back in his office, Qin Dahai opened a can of beer and downed it in one gulp.

At that moment, Qin Xiaoxiao's petite figure slipped in through the crack in the door.

Qin Dahai burped, rubbed his temples, and asked, "What is it now?"

"Do you remember the day we went to see Jiang Qingshan?"

Qin Xiaoxiao placed a document on her desk.

Qin Dahai nodded and stepped forward to take a look.

This is an analysis report from the Disaster Management Bureau regarding the use of monitoring abnormal meteorological data to track the mutated disaster "Wuzhiqi".

He roughly knew about this; his daughter had mentioned it to him before, and it was specifically handled by Li Tong, the captain of the Disaster Management Bureau's action team.

Qin Xiaoxiao raised her hand and pointed to a record on the document, her eyebrows slightly furrowed as she said, "On that day, there were two abnormal rainfalls in the Chang'an Avenue area, less than twenty minutes apart."

"Um?"

"When the mutated form of the Heavenly Calamity 'Wuzhiqi' went there, based on comprehensive analysis, the area can be narrowed down to the East Alley community..."

"You mean Jiang Qingshan was attacked that day?"

"Yes, the police station has relevant incident records. It states that Jiang Qingshan and his partner Xiao Tian worked together to defeat the mutated monster and handed the scene over to the district for cleanup."

"You brat, don't keep your old man in suspense!"

Qin Dahai raised his hand and tapped Qin Xiaoxiao on the head, then turned and walked to the window.

It was pouring rain outside, and the rain was pounding against the windows.

Qin Xiaoxiao walked to her father's side, pondered for a while, and then said with sparkling eyes, "Given the strength that the Cataclysm displayed tonight, even if Officer Xiao Tian is a Level 2 Electric-type user, I don't think they could have repelled him, let alone... been completely unharmed."

Qin Dahai was taken aback, and his brows twitched involuntarily a few times.

My daughter is right. Tonight, Wuzhiqi even blocked the grass energy crystal bullets of energy level three.

With only a level two electric ability, it would probably be impossible to contend with it.

Either the catastrophic variant has become stronger in just a few days, or there is something else going on with the attack that day.

Obviously, the first possibility is probably not very likely.

Qin Dahai patted his round beer belly, pondered for a moment, and said, "This guy is interesting. I need to formally meet him. You can make the arrangements for tomorrow."

"it is good."

Qin Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement, glanced at her father out of the corner of her eye, and whispered, "I'm sorry..."

"The one who should apologize is not you, but those audacious bastards in the General Intelligence Agency."

Qin Dahai stroked his daughter's head with his large hand.

Qin Xiaoxiao's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

Qin Dahai pulled his daughter into his arms, his face resolute and deep.

"Father will definitely uproot these bastards who collude with outsiders, for the sake of the United Government, and also for... Xiao Lei."

At this point, Qin Dahai felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

He looked up at the dark night sky, his eyes filled with sorrow.

His son was now adrift somewhere in the cold universe, perhaps alone.

It has been three years, four months and eight days since today.

......

Planning District Supervisory Office.

Office of the Senior Inspector General.

Song Shuanghe sat on the sofa, his head wrapped in bandages, one arm in a splint hanging in front of him, smoking a cigarette with a gloomy expression.

He is back.

If the investigation team hadn't gone to Lushan Town today to investigate the dead man at the welfare home, he would still be suffering under the torment of those bastards.

His injuries were still throbbing, making it impossible for him to sleep.

And all of this is thanks to that guy surnamed Jiang!

At that moment, the door was pushed open.

The female assistant walked in looking haggard and placed an official document on the table.

"The detention warrant has been approved. The commissioner told you not to go too far and to consider the reputation of the police station."

"The police station's reputation? I don't care! That Jiang guy made me lose face, do you think I'll let him get away with this? Damn it, once I get this bastard back, I'll treat those bastards from Lushan the same way they treated me!"

Song Shuanghe exploded at the slightest provocation, unleashing a furious tirade.

The female assistant poured a glass of water, tossing her hair as she advised, "But this is a planned development zone. Doing this will also result in punishment, and your promotion next year might be..."

"..."

After holding it in for a long time, Song Shuanghe suddenly kicked the table hard.

After venting his anger for a while, he said in a sinister tone, "Have Jin Yuansheng arrange for people to be killed as soon as that Jiang fellow arrives at the pioneer team after the procedures are completed!"

The female assistant nodded.

Song Shuanghe thought for a moment, then asked, "How's Ma Zhengjiu doing?"