Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 139 Pot Lid

"D7 Squad..."

Han Su had always been looking forward to this most mysterious team in the Disaster Management Bureau.

A special group of people who don't need to worry about their lives at all, and are only responsible for carrying out the most dangerous and incredible missions, are different from anyone else.

Moreover, is the guy with the pot cut hairstyle that I've been guessing really in this team?

Han Su, with these thoughts in mind, quickly arrived at the designated location. Standing on the street, he glanced at the surroundings and the flow of people, getting a general idea of ​​the situation. Then, carrying his briefcase, he sent a message to Miss Ai:

"The environment is complex, and the crowd needs to be evacuated!"

Miss Ai: [Special arrangements have been made, and the crowd evacuation will be completed in one minute and thirty seconds!]

"This……"

Han Su glanced at the packed crowd and couldn't help but wonder what the question mark was.

It's midday now, the busiest time of the day, and this place is a mix of craft workshops and residential buildings, a melting pot of all sorts of people.

It's not that I don't believe in Miss Ai's abilities, but in a place like this, even if an army were sent to evacuate the crowd, it would take at least half a day.

Why can't you believe that Miss Ai can complete the evacuation in just one and a half minutes?

If we use overly drastic measures, wouldn't that be more likely to cause panic or even alert us to something unusual?
He glanced at the time on his phone, turned on the timer, and silently checked the time for Miss Ai.

Three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds, twenty seconds...

Nothing has changed. The surrounding traffic flows and the crowds are dense, so there is no indication of any change.

Han Su waited quietly until, thirty seconds later, suddenly, a loud bang came from deep within the area. The noise was not loud enough to cause panic, and pedestrians on the road just turned their heads curiously to look at the place where the noise came from.

Suddenly, a foul stench wafted from deep within the area.

How to describe it?

Even pickled auk pulled from a seal's rear end is a hundred times easier to endure than this.

It was a stench that struck right to the soul!

It's as if my soul has been sealed inside a can of herring, soaked in its stench for a hundred years!
Chaos erupted instantly in the crowd, with people covering their noses and running away, shouting, "Did the septic tank explode?"

"No, the septic tank doesn't smell this strong..."

"..."

There was no need for evacuation at all. Groups of people were running out. You could even see people pushing wheelchairs and carrying children. In this huge area, all the living people, including cats and dogs, were running out. Han Su even saw an ornamental turtle trying to crawl out.

This was all very strange. He entered the information into the program: "Did you blow up the septic tank to complete the task?"

Miss Ai: [Mr. Butcher, please don't insult the wisdom of machines!]

[I dispatched personnel to the designated location to drop a crowd evacuation bomb, a confluence of cutting-edge technology and mysterious forces. Once detonated, no living thing within a radius of 100 meters will be able to withstand it.]

Even if any creatures that are immobile or imprisoned are forced to remain within the cleanup area, they will fall unconscious after thirty seconds and will have no memory of that time upon waking!

Such measures also make it easier to explain to the public later, as there will be news reports about this place...

Miss Ai paused for a moment as she spoke.

Han Su asked, "What?"

Ms. Ai: [Due to improper construction by some workers, the septic tank in this area has burst.]

【…】

"Didn't this still result in the septic tank being blown up?"

Han Su found it all very strange, so he quickly ran into a nearby store and bought a face mask.

Just as his expression began to crumble, he immediately saw a long line of black armored vehicles driving towards the end of the street, ignoring traffic lights and lines, going against the flow of people, and rumbling straight toward various intersections.

The lead vehicle was parked on the side of the road, and three fully armed men jumped out and saluted Han Su.

"Good heavens, it's you again?"

Han Su looked at the armed men in front of him, who all exuded a cold and hard aura, and his expression began to falter.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a thick stubble beard, but the person next to him was a slightly chubby little guy. Although he had changed into a military uniform and looked much more composed, his eyes were still wide open.

After saluting, the middle-aged man reported in a deep voice, "Mr. Butcher, is that you? I am the Executor, codenamed Mountain Crocodile."

"All nine teams of personnel are now in place, and I will be in charge. How can I cooperate with your work?"

"..."

"Execution Captain?"

Han Su first showed him his identification. Judging from his age, this person should be one of the earliest executors.

All staff members will eventually be promoted as they serve in the Disaster Management Bureau and their performance evaluations improve.

However, this promotion was divided into two directions.

Most of the executors in the D1D2 team are promoted to investigators, or at the very least, they manage to get the position of investigator assistant.

Groups D3D4D5D6 typically specialize in a particular area or develop into positions like team leader. While they are unlikely to leave the Disaster Management Bureau easily, they all have bright futures.

"Just do your lockdown work well," Han Su said. "The septic tank inside has been blown up, and the voluntary evacuation of the residents is about to be completed. But is it possible that the infected people inside, who were contaminated, might come out with them?"

"will not."

The team leader paused for a moment, then said, "Infected anomalies usually have innate commands and danger assessment criteria. Evacuation bombs, which are unbearable but cause relatively little harm, will not trigger their alarms."

"Simply put, evacuation bombs largely rely on the social cognitive experience of ordinary people to create an effect, which is something that infected people lack."

"Of course, the important task now is to find the source and cut off the infiltration path. Even if some infected people escape, it is within acceptable limits. After all, this is a contamination that has already spread. The necessary spread had already occurred before we arrived."

"Have you determined what the source is?"

"..."

Han Su listened to his explanation, nodded, and looked into the depths of the street: "Then you'll have to ask my two assistants."

Following his gaze, all the officers looked over and saw two people carrying black boxes walking over. The doctor was in front, and Black Tiger was behind. Both of them were covering their mouths and noses as they ran over.

Black Tiger, who usually takes such good care of his teammates, actually ran ahead of the Doctor by twenty or thirty meters, only stopping when he reached Han Su and the smell lessened.

He turned around, walked up to Han Su, and nodded as a greeting.

'He actually became an assistant?'

The chubby boy was even more surprised.

I still have a strong impression of Black Tiger. Among the few officers I led at the time, one was the most cunning and the other was the most honest.

Now the most honest one has become the assistant of the most cunning one?

What a twist of fate...

"It has been investigated clearly."

When the doctor arrived in front of Han Su, he immediately said, "The source of the infiltration should be in this Haifang factory."

"There should be a hidden storage room behind their manager's office."

“I suspect that this Haifang Factory, which looks like a factory, is actually secretly dealing in smuggled relics. This is one of their bases, and there should be a lot of illegal items hidden in that secret storage room.”

"The source of this infiltration was one of these illegal items."

"..."

Han Su nodded expressionlessly.

The administrative office maintains extremely strict control over the artifacts unearthed from those ruins, but many people are still very interested in them.

Even mysterious organizations like the Crystal Skull are willing to pay high prices to acquire items that have been unearthed from ruins, even if the items themselves are not unusual.

This has led many people to take risks and engage in this shady business in private.

Although I can understand the cause and effect, I still find it strange that such a meticulous person as the PhD speaks in such a way:
"Why are all the responses 'should,' 'you think,' or 'you doubt'?"

"Because it's all based on my deductions."

The doctor adjusted his glasses with his middle finger and said, "After all, we are both investigator assistants. Getting too close to the source could easily lead to dangers we can't handle."

"Furthermore, as we approached the seawork factory, we saw many suspected contaminated two-person beings guarding the outside of the factory with great vigilance. Inside, there were faint sounds of prayer, as if some kind of sacrificial ritual was being performed."

"Please be very careful when you go in..."

"..."

'Looks like you at least left some work for me...'

Looking at the doctor's matter-of-fact face, Han Su couldn't find anything wrong with him.

He turned to the team leader beside him and asked, "Where's the cleanup team?"

The crocodile squad leader turned his head and glanced at them, saying, "They're here!"

Everyone present turned to look and saw two armed vehicles escorting a modified prison van from the end of the street. The van was made of thick steel plates and looked extremely heavy.

As the prison van slowly approached, armed personnel with guns immediately jumped down from the armored vehicles in front and behind, pointing their weapons at the armored vehicles.

Then, the rear compartment of the armored vehicle slowly opened, and four figures slowly emerged from the compartment, looking up to shield their eyes from the sunlight overhead.

Each of them was strange; some had a two-finger-long metal band tied around their heads, some were covered in tattoos, some had unshaven beards, and some were all smiling, but a glance from them sent chills down your spine.

The one that attracts the most attention is the one at the very back.

He actually looked the thinnest of the four, but he wore shackles on his feet and handcuffs on his hands. His head was shaved clean, and you could see scars like earthworms on it. His expression was blank, but his naturally smiling lips made him look like he had a smile on his face.

His reaction was slower than others. After getting out of the car, he walked forward step by step. There were gun barrels pointed at him, but he seemed not to see them. Instead, the armed personnel with guns had to retreat.

"Stop, stop!"

"..."

The appearance of these people immediately attracted everyone's attention, especially Han Su, whose eyes flashed with a glint of light the moment he saw the bald man.

"Even with a new hairstyle, this guy is still instantly recognizable..."

(End of this chapter)