Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 253 Loss of Face
Police officers walked among the ruins at the scene, and cordons were set up in all directions.

The curious people looked at the ruins in the distance. Those who were familiar with the area saw that the buildings that were once densely stacked like discarded cardboard boxes were now only in ruins. Their vision suddenly opened up, and they couldn't help but sigh.

One third of the slum was razed to the ground.

The puppet supervisory agency and the Metropolitan Wave Army's troops and personnel are intervening without any cover, digging deep in the ground in the hope of finding the murderer who brought shame upon them.

"It's terrible, how could this happen."

"Fortunately, that area is where all those gangs gather. This may be a good thing. At least I don't have to pay back the loan sharks I owe."

The onlookers were talking about it and were still frightened.

Others are being questioned by police officers and other investigators.

"I didn't see clearly, it looked like two puppets, or maybe people. Anyway, it was their fight that destroyed this place."

"It's the people in white clothes. I saw people in white clothes running around here recently. It's so scary."

"The puppet supervisory agency has been conducting large-scale searches in the slums these days, but in fact, they haven't made any progress. They haven't found the damn murderer, and the place has become a mess."

"We're already miserable enough, why do we have to go through this?"

"Why should we listen to those in white clothes, anyway?"

The man in white clothes pushed out a ragged poor man who had spoken rudely. He was about to take action in public when he suddenly heard people talking. He turned around and saw that it was Congressman Minks who had arrived.

When I turned my attention back, the man had already tumbled and crawled into the crowd, and it was difficult to pull him out by force. I could only frown and hold my anger and continue to do my work.

After the slum incident, Commander Slovendo immediately called a meeting with his subordinates.

What Slovendo obviously cares about is not what happens on the Skarlovar side, but the arrangements he has made in Skarlovar.

The death of two team members in the previous Hinton Street Massacre was not a bad thing for them. It even made the arrangements easier after having an excuse.

But this time it was different. An entire team was wiped out, and no news was left behind. Not a single complete body was found, and only some fragments were recovered.

The Wave Army had come with the image of a sure win and a desire for justice, and used the parliament to further strengthen its involvement in Skarloval's affairs. The "real murderer" should have been captured and sentenced to death in public, avenging their subordinates in a legitimate way and establishing further deterrence.

But the result was a failure. Within the first few days, all the people in the slum were killed, and the noise was so loud that it was known to the whole city in no time.

Now, many people who were paying attention to the movements of the Wave Army are now making fun of the Wave Army.

At the beginning, they intervened in a big way and vowed to establish their authority, but the result was another stepping on others' shoulders.

Very disgusting.

Slovendo now wants to take control of this world at the smallest possible cost. He originally thought that it would not take much effort. He has made arrangements in all aspects, and the military deterrence of the Wave Army has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, which is completely sufficient.

But now we must pay attention to that "rat".

No more questioning is allowed, otherwise his plan will be difficult to implement properly. If he still reverts to the simplest means of war in the end, wouldn't he appear to be a clown?
For this reason, the people of the Wave Army picked up the loose atmosphere again and held their breath.

Minx took a look at the people in white clothes from a distance, met with the police officer in charge of the scene and the investigators under the agency, and obtained first-hand information about the scene.

"There weren't many deaths because it was a gathering area for several gangs and the poor people generally didn't dare approach. Most of the buildings were old and dilapidated and had almost no value. We lost some investigators, but not as many as the white-clothed ones."

"That's good." Minx said in a deep voice with no expression on his face.

"The real murderer is very powerful. We have searched Hedwin's house recently and found some manuscripts and drawings." The investigator handed a file to Minx.

Minx untied it and started reading it on the spot.

He himself is also a puppeteer with good skills. When he glanced over, his eyes sometimes brightened and sometimes looked puzzled. Finally, he frowned and shook his head.

"Very valuable information, but it's wrong. There are several dead ends in my thinking, and there are many points where I haven't found a solution yet. Even the royal military industry can't do it completely. It's just the old fool's wild fantasy."

The investigator suddenly became a little restrained: "This is all we found." "I'm not blaming you, relax, I can see that this is all. What I mean is that although these data match the characteristics of the doll, they are not enough for the doll to be born." Minx put the information back into the file and handed it to his accompanying subordinate.

He turned his head to look at the ruins, crossed the cordon and came to the edge of the ruins.

Looking at the scorched earth with smoke still lingering in front of him, he slowly squatted down and drew a circle on his chest with one hand, a gesture of praying to the God of Gears.

"How inhumane..."

The reporters who were isolated behind the cordon raised their cameras one after another to record this scene, with flashes flickering beside the ruins.

……

"Well... God of Gears, I just took a nap, but I didn't sleep well. I only slept for three hours. What did you do?" Rabbi was eating a piece of toast that was just the right crispiness. Standing on the roof, he could see the "open space" in the distance at a glance.

Luobo sat cross-legged on the side: "Dingdu..."

Go practice.

She told the rabbi about her experience of seeking guidance from Zheng Fan. The rabbi understood, but she still pointed to the distance and said, "But will practicing to get familiar with the body lead to this?"

"This is because the sandbags are of higher quality. This is a good thing. You don't know how handsome Radish was just now." A black sparrow chirped while perched on the hat on Radish's head.

"Is that so? Did Mr. Doll take any photos to record it?"

"I didn't take any photos at that time, but it doesn't matter. I can take photos of my memories. Wait a minute..." The Black Sparrow suddenly crashed, and then suddenly opened its little mouth, and spit out a roll of photos.

Rabbi took it and opened it. There were several photos inside, which were the photos of the battle between Radish and Nishiki.

Multiple camera positions and angles, it's really cool.

"That's really good." The rabbi put it away with satisfaction.

“Didoo…?”

Radish seemed a little embarrassed.

"But then again, if this happens, won't it be hard for us to stay in this slum?" The rabbi turned his gaze back and yawned, feeling a little sleepy.

She was awakened by the explosion outside and thought it was the puppet supervisory agency that was calling her. But it turned out to be Carrot.

With such a big commotion now, it is obviously no longer possible to continue staying safely in the slums and taking advantage of the chaos here.

After listening to Luobo's description, it is easy to imagine that with such a big commotion and such heavy losses, it would be difficult for the bosses above to accept it, not to mention that a group of people in white clothes died again.

Although Rabbi cursed "Good hell!" readily, it was still time for her and Carrot to run away.

"Carrot and I found a new base on the way back. There are so many places like this where people can hide." Black Sparrow tilted his head.

"So fast?" The rabbi was a little surprised.

"If there are no conditions, create them. This is a science. Just find a family to stay with. It won't disturb them too much. Either pay them enough or give them enough hammers. After a long and happy conversation, everyone will soon understand each other."

"No, Mr. Puppet, what are you talking about?" Rabbi felt that there was a bloody smell behind Zheng Fan's cheerful tone.

"Dingdu..." The scene where Carrot was the little puppet following Zheng Fan's instructions was a bit cruel, but a reconciliation was reached in the end.

"Anyway, just let Luobo take you there. You should get more sleep. Even if you are in good health, you can't do anything rash."

"Mr. Puppet, are you leaving again?" Rabbi heard it.

"Uh-huh. You haven't gotten enough sleep, and I've been sleeping a little too long. It's time to get up."

(End of this chapter)