Alien Executioner

Therefore, I was born wrong, and no matter how the other party tortures me, they cannot find any moral faults with me.

The lives of alien species are also lives. They can be executed but not tortured. No human would say such a thing.

"I said……"

Just as Sister Tang and the others continued to talk casually, Xiao Lao finally couldn't hold it anymore.

I'm going to jail anyway, so instead of being tortured to the point of going crazy, I might as well just sell Q out.

Q is also a bastard anyway. A bastard betrays another bastard, but in the end he is still a bastard.

"Go ahead." Sister Tang began to shovel away the cement around him bit by bit.

"I really don't know where he is. He didn't show up last night." Xiao Lao quickly replied, "But I know where he will most likely appear. If you're lucky, you might be able to catch him."

"where?"

"A...a cemetery." Xiao Lao answered quickly.

"Pull, keep pulling." After saying that, Sister Tang dropped the shovel, picked up the wooden stick and continued to stir the cement.

"It's true!" Xiao Lao really cried this time, tears streaming down his face, "I didn't have to lie to you!"

"Okay, dig him out."

Sister Tang raised her eyebrows, dropped the stick and took off her gloves.

Chapter 257: The Evil Freak (VII)

The bottom floor of the scientific research department has not been opened for a long time. The "cellar" has aged, and the rusty revolving door has been smoothed with cement. The walls on both sides are covered with wet moss, and traces of reliefs and arches can be vaguely seen. It seems that a long time ago, this was a Catholic-style underground church, or perhaps a cemetery.

A group of people stood in front of this door, wearing airtight waterproof suits. The gloomy environment around them seemed out of place with the scientific research department, as if it had spanned an entire era. No one would have thought that the sewer at the bottom of the scientific research department was once a very important secret church.

The person in charge held up a flashlight, and wherever the flashlight shone was gray, with a few words faintly engraved on it.

[Your father, Weihausen von Boyata, was here. Damn it! Let God go to the devil!]

Looking at this crooked line that looked a bit like the federal font carved with a tool awl, some people couldn't help laughing out loud.

The person who laughed out loud was the man in the lead, he was Chen Yong, the deputy director of the scientific research department. At this moment, according to the order of Minister Wang Feng, he took a group of people to carry out a secret transfer operation. The object of the transfer was exactly the cage behind him. The alloy cages were chained together one by one, and the sleeping monsters were inside.

They stopped in front of the inscription, and before opening the blocked door, they didn't mind wasting some time to appreciate the words left by the former minister.

This line of words was written by former Minister Weihausen when he was on the run during the liquidation operation. At that time, the environment of this floor was still a proper church, and it was also a refuge that could be used as an escape route. However, when the liquidation team headed by Director An Ran arrived, it was destroyed, and there were still traces of smoke and fire on the wall.

If you look carefully, you can find traces of battles in various places around, including guns and swallowing weapons.

Close your eyes, and you can vaguely feel the exchange of fire between the two sides during the reckoning. Countless bullets shuttled through the darkness, and the light and shadows that swallowed Wu collided and flickered. The tragic sound covered the church's merciful and sacred Bible, and finally turned into a stinking ditch.

"Open this." Just as everyone was recalling the scene of that year, Minister Wang Feng's voice came from the headset.

"This door is a double-linked, three-opening alloy code door, but it has no electricity and is sealed with cement." Chen Yong replied.

"Just knock it open. It doesn't matter. If it's an alloy door, it must have a corresponding safety lock.")

"I was just about to do that." Chen Yong shrugged, turned his head and looked at several of his subordinates, signaling with his eyes.

Several people understood what was going on and took out their tools to start destroying the "door". In the bottom of the underground research department, no matter how loud the sound was, it could not be heard outside. The environment here was the most natural airtight wall, so Weihausen chose to build the church interior here. I'm afraid this is the only place without Zero's eyes.

Soon the cement wall was broken, revealing the dark golden door. Chen Yong reached out and touched it, then grasped it tightly, grabbed the safety lock, and quickly took out the key that had been prepared long ago with his other hand.

The so-called key is actually a "drill" larger than a fist. Insert the drill into the safety lock, and with the ear-piercing sound of the axle turning, the tightly closed door slowly opens like a prison door.

In this way, the team moved forward into the obscure tunnel.

At the very end, Wang Feng and the man followed. They did not plan to stay there. To be on the safe side, they still wanted to participate in the transportation personally.

Because they had to transport dozens of cages, the team in front was moving very slowly, and the two men quickly caught up.

"I just saw the words carved on the wall. Is it Weihausen?" The man shone a flashlight in front of him.

"Yeah, that weird guy."

Wang Feng took the report handed over by Chen Yong, glanced at it casually, and returned it without taking it seriously.

"I heard that he died here, um... he was shot in the head, right in the prayer room, where we just passed by, but I don't know why he came back to life." The man shrugged.

"Some people say it was a miracle, or a deal made by the devil, but I didn't see it with my own eyes."

"You believe this?" Wang Feng looked at him strangely. "It's probably a member of the liquidation team back then who wants to take credit. Since Weihausen can't be found anyway, they might as well lie and say that they shot him in the head. If they can't find the person, that means they can't find the body either. They can say whatever they want."

“I didn’t expect that he actually believed in Catholicism.”

"I trust whoever treats me well. We are all the same." Wang Feng shrugged. "Do you remember that line of words?"

"Of course, it makes sense to let God meet the devil." The man raised his hand casually, and the light of the flashlight covered a black shadow in the corner.

"Hey, what's that?"

"Rats?" Wang Feng also saw them. "It's not surprising to see anything like this in a place like this."

This is a rather winding tunnel. The front is shrouded in endless darkness and a strange sense of desolation can be heard from time to time.

At this moment, the deputy minister next to him slowed down his pace and slowly backed away, but no one noticed it.

"How many times have you been here?" The man started looking for topics because he was a little bored.

In Wang Feng's memory, this man was indeed a bastard who talked about everything.

"Many times, but the situation here wasn't so bad back then." Wang Feng used to come here often when he was still deputy minister.

However, he did not come here to pray because of his belief in Catholicism. It was simply because Weihausen would stay here most of the time and would miss a lot of important information, so he had to come and report in person.

"Oh, what was it like before?"

"As the former head of the operations department, you've never been here?" Wang Feng was a little surprised.

"No, that's not right. I've been here once." The man thought for a while.

"A long, long time ago, I was competing with the old goat for the hall's honor, 'Black Goat'. I knew I was no match for that old guy, so I wanted Weihausen to make a better Devouring Weapon to make up for my lack of strength, so I came here to find him."

"The palace that has been relegated to the backline in the Abyss Prison?"

"Yes, has he retired now?" the man suddenly thought.

"Either they retired or stepped back, and the 'Black Goat' Hall of Fame vacancy became available."

"Have they thought about finding the right person again?"

The "they" the man mentioned actually refers to An Xin's siblings, or it could be said that it refers to the entire An family.

The promotion of each Hall of Fame executive officer is ostensibly reviewed by the entire Federal Congress and the top management of FACA, and then analyzed by artificial intelligence Zero in many aspects such as character and strength, and finally the candidates are confirmed.

But in the end, it was actually the An family who controlled everything. After all, An Xin not only controlled the entire Countermeasures Bureau, but was also the Deputy Minister of the Administrative Palace, and this position was just arranged by the An family for convenience.

Chapter 258: The Evil Freak (VIII)

A group of people walked slowly and quietly in the underground tunnel, because they didn't want to wake up the monsters in the cages. Only when these monsters fell into a deep sleep could their actions be ensured undetected, so there was no need to make such noise.

After all, it is difficult for these freaks to fall asleep again after waking up. They cannot stay in the tunnel all the time. When they reach the end, they need to take a load-carrying platform to rise. As they get closer to the horizontal plane, Zero's surveillance becomes more and more serious, and the situation will become more dangerous at that time.

Everyone knew this. As members of the scientific research department, they obeyed Wang Feng's orders unconditionally, even if they did not understand the purpose of doing so.

"So what are the prototypes of these monsters?" At the front, a man covered his mouth and nose to block the dust.

As an underground tunnel that had only been under maintenance for half a year, the environment was very bad and the ground was covered with lime.

"You mean freaks?" Wang Feng, who was also wearing a normal white coat, covered his mouth and answered. "Most of them are animals."

"A larger animal?"

"No, they are mostly cats, dogs, and monkeys. Anyway, they are medium-sized mammals. They have swelled up so much because of the injection of serum No. 4."

"I can't see the outline of the original at all." The man sighed, "It looks like a skinned monkey."

"I thought so at first. The freak's body was all exposed blood-red muscles because its skin was stretched to pieces."

"Where do these monsters usually hide? Why can they be controlled?" The man looked ahead.

"It's hard for me to answer this question, because I wasn't the one who created the monster, but I can guess roughly." Wang Feng thought about it, then looked at his friend and shook his head, meaning that he was not sure.

"what?"

"The freaks should be controllable, but it's unclear who or what controls them. Anyway, their appearance frequency is regular. Every night... starting from dusk, they will wander around the edge of the city. I heard that according to Zero's surveillance report, these monsters can appear from the suburbs in an instant, but the number of them that appear each time is not large."

"Just harassment?"

"Pretty much. At least this month, there are fewer freaks and they don't appear that frequently."

Wang Feng smiled.

"Perhaps this has something to do with the current situation of the Alphabet Organization. They themselves are unable to extricate themselves, so the impact of the freak incident is not that troublesome."

After saying this, he paused for a moment and then expressed his own inference.

"So I think the group of people who control the freaks want to compartmentalize the current situation. They don't want FACA to get involved, so they use the freak incident to distract the executive officers' attention and power, so that the Countermeasures Bureau has no energy to deal with them."

"Haha, just like the 'Rescue Society' of old." The man thought of one of the most famous organizations from decades ago.

In the past, when the Countermeasures Bureau had not yet adopted a policy of appeasement, the executive officers' attacks on alien species were violent and effective. No matter what kind of alien you were, once the executive officers caught any clues, you would be attacked and executed.

Therefore, an alien organization called the Rescue Society emerged. This organization first appeared in the first district. It was composed of a large number of powerful aliens who gathered together to organize terrorist incidents that disrupted society one after another. However, each incident focused on destroying buildings rather than killing people.

The purpose of these aliens doing this is to attract the attention of the Countermeasures Bureau, forcing the executives to focus their energy on the crusade and rescue meeting, making it difficult for them to take care of other aliens and provide a better living environment for the lower-level aliens.

But the organization lasted less than a decade and soon collapsed.

The reason is that it was annexed by another alien force.

"Rescue Society? Those alien idiots who sacrifice themselves for others?" Wang Feng quickly remembered this organization.

"I remember your father is from the rescue society." The man reminded with a smile.

"So my dad is just a moron, there's nothing much to say." Wang Feng's eyes flashed with disgust, "If he wasn't so moronized that he didn't want to expose his phagocytic cells before he died, he would still be alive and well now."

"Don't say that about your father. Even if your father would rather die than reveal his alien identity, how can your identity be separated from him?"

"It's better to be alive than dead. We can hide our identities and blend into society, right?"

"Indeed, after all, there is no accurate way to determine the identity of alien species." The man wanted to light a cigarette, but when he thought that this was an underground tunnel, he gave up the idea and played with the flashlight in his hand instead.

"Oh, by the way, I remember that Weihausen was planning to build a machine that could detect the presence of phagocytes and the Devouring Sorrow in the body. Is it finished now? Or is there a preliminary template?"

"It used to be there, but it's gone now." Wang Feng smiled bitterly.

"what?"

"It was during the liquidation operation that year. When Weihausen was escaping, he fought with Director An Ran. During the fight, the USB flash drive storing the relevant information and the template were destroyed. The only paper document that was preserved was also..."

He spread his hands.

"It was smashed to pieces by An Ran's sickle."

"Why would he do that?" the man couldn't understand.

"It's not him, it's Weihausen." Wang Feng covered his head. "Weihausen couldn't beat An Ran, so he just lifted up a pile of information on the table to disrupt An Ran's sight. Do you think An Ran would avoid it?"

"So he swung his sickle and shattered all the information that fell in front of him?"

"Yes, then a researcher with cerebral palsy, who seemed to be from the equipment group, threw a bomb. He was also one of the targets of liquidation because of his serious corruption, so he wanted to run away with Weihausen."

"Okay, okay, I get it. Your research department really doesn't value its research results." The man couldn't help laughing. "What about you? Have you come up with any new research results in the past few years since you took charge of the research department?"

"Yes, of course."

Speaking of this, Wang Feng showed a proud and confident smile.

"Oh?" The man was full of expectations.

"I discovered that the phagocytes of alien species are not afraid of fire. What I mean is... they may be afraid of the pain of burning, but they will not be hurt too much. So it is very easy to judge whether it is an alien species and find the dangers hidden in human society."

"Ok?"

"Burning, just like the witch barbecue in the Middle Ages." Wang Feng smiled confidently, showing his white teeth.

"Tie up everyone and burn them. Those who are burned to death are humans, and those who survive are aliens. Do you think this method is good? It is simple and crude, and the result is very clear, without any mistakes..."

As he was talking he stopped talking. The man also fell silent. The entire tunnel was silent, and there was no more sound of the two of them talking.

Chapter 259: The Evil Freak (Part )

The wall in front suddenly lit up, and the pale blue light illuminated the three-meter-high tunnel. It should have been pitch dark, and there was a slight noise coming from the ventilation fan working, but other than that, there was only deathly silence.

This is the temporary resting place left over from the tunnel construction. Because it is a hundred meters deep underground, it is difficult for the construction team to go up and down, so they temporarily built a simple rest camp. The camp is in the tunnel, and exhaust devices and fluorescent lights are installed. I didn't expect that it can still be operated after so long.

But the team had no intention of stopping for a short rest. Wang Feng knew very well that he did not have that much time. They had to walk through the tunnel in a whole day and also had to find a way to deal with any emergency situation from FACA at any time.

But at this moment, the team stopped.