Those who reincarnate must die.

"There's another possibility!"

Xu said, "The person who committed the suicide attack was coerced! Although he was clear-headed and knew he would die as a result, he still volunteered to die for some reason... In that case, the altar might not be able to control him!"

"How could anyone agree?" Zhang Lang frowned, puzzled.

After all, even if you threaten to kill me, I'm going to die anyway...

"Perhaps the condition for the threat is the safety of your family?"

Xu said, "As far as I know, there are experienced reincarnators who pretend to be kind, extract information from newcomers in the real world, and then use the safety of their families to coerce them, plunder their rewards, and even send them to their deaths if necessary..."

"Is that so?"

Zhang Lang was surprised to hear this, and Xu added from the side:

"Of course, from the moment they chose to become reincarnators, these guys were prepared to accept everything! To hurt others, or to be hurt by others!"

Zhang Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.

"My God, how...how could this happen?!"

At that moment, Zhang Lang heard a familiar gasp. He turned around and saw Captain Karl and Lana, who was wearing glasses, standing in front of the ruins, looking astonished.

Upon seeing them, Miss Ghost was overjoyed: "I knew I hadn't seen Captain Karl and Lana's bodies... Pshaw! I knew you wouldn't die!"

During the rescue, they discovered that Jess from the criminal investigation team... the silver-haired youth, was already dead. This metal-manipulating superhuman had ended up with an IV drip stand stuck in his throat in the infirmary...

The explosion was so sudden that he didn't even have time to use his abilities...

As for the square-shaped warrior Galiman, he lost a leg and an arm when the concrete collapsed. Although he survived thanks to his strong physique, he was essentially incapacitated... As for Claire, who was guarding the nightmare with Zhang Lang, Zhang Lang was the first to confirm her fate...

Of the remaining three members of the criminal investigation team, Danse was not in the Ninth Division, Carl and Grey were not found, and Lana from the Special Species Division was also missing. Given her frail physique, she probably wouldn't have survived if she had been buried...

The sudden appearance of Karl and Lana was a huge surprise for the ghost receptionist!

"Captain, you weren't in the station just now?" Zhang Lang asked as he walked up.

"Here!" Carl nodded. "Just before the explosion, Lana suddenly came to my office, saying that a raven that can predict disasters had sounded an alarm, and it was very urgent! Gray was also there at the time, and he immediately pulled the two of us away using our teleportation ability, leaving the Ninth Bureau!"

"We felt the explosion the moment we left, but we didn't expect it to be this serious!" Lana whispered.

"What about Gray?" Zhang Lang didn't see the short, chubby man with the mustache.

"In his panic, he teleported us several blocks away!" Karl said. "Such a long distance must have been a huge strain on him. I told him to rest while I and Lana came back to check on things... Where's the Nightmare? Um... and... where are the others?"

Miss Ghost wore a sorrowful expression: "Ms. Claire and Mr. Jess have both perished... Mr. Galiman was also seriously injured and has been taken to the hospital..."

"The Nightmare... is dead too..." Zhang Lang looked at Karl, "But not from the explosion. An assassin finished him off with an arrow from a distance..."

"What a pity..." Upon hearing the news, Karl's expression turned sorrowful. "But now is not the time for mourning. Their last target is the witch! To prevent them from completing that terrible and unknown ritual, and to ensure our comrades' sacrifices are not in vain, we must stop her!"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Lang and patted him on the shoulder: "I'll take you to see the witch right now!"

Zhang Lang nodded and left with Karl.

The steam car that was originally parked in the yard was also affected by the explosion and completely destroyed. The two could only take a public steam locomotive and arrived in the Upper Town after seven stops.

"Does the witch live here?"

Zhang Lang frowned. The Upper District was the wealthy area of ​​Fog City, filled with detached villas inhabited by nobles and wealthy businessmen. Each villa had dozens of servants, gardeners, cooks, and security guards. In Zhang Lang's memory, other special individuals lived cautiously. Was this witch so high-profile?

"Judging from her attire, she doesn't seem to be struggling financially, does she?"

The file in Carl's hand contained a photo of the witch, whom Zhang Lang had seen before at the Oak Barrel Bar. She did indeed look like a rich man's daughter.

Karl led Zhang Lang through a clean and spacious street, finally stopping in front of a large courtyard gate. After showing his identification to the gatekeeper, he was allowed to enter.

The spacious courtyard and the palatial residence within it were among the most impressive even in the Upper City. Zhang Lang couldn't help but wonder if this witch belonged to some great noble family.

Led by a servant, the two passed through the courtyard and entered the mansion. Zhang Lang immediately felt a series of gazes sweeping over him.

Looking up, he saw a police officer in a dark coat standing guard at every doorway, stairwell, balcony, and other places that could create blind spots. Among them, he even saw his former "colleague," Nathan!

Nathan was also surprised to see Zhang Lang, but seemingly restrained by the atmosphere, he only opened his mouth and his eyes lit up, but didn't say anything. Zhang Lang pretended not to see him, ignored him, and followed Karl upstairs to a magnificent door.

After knocking lightly on the door and receiving permission, the two finally went inside.

This is a spacious and bright living room. Men in special uniforms are standing in front of the windows and doors. They are clearly not police officers, nor are they dressed as members of the Ninth Bureau.

Karl told Zhang Lang that it was the Royal Guard, the most well-trained warriors, and that there might even be special individuals among them!

This made Zhang Lang wonder: The royal guards have come, could that little witch be some kind of mutated princess?

In the center of the living room stood an ornate and exquisite coffee table. On the sofa next to it sat a young girl dressed in a gorgeous Gothic outfit. Behind her stood the giant man that Zhang Lang had seen in the tavern.

Is this the witch and her bodyguard?

Opposite the witch sat two other people: one was wearing a police uniform, Zhang Lang's former superior, Aldrich, and next to him was his current teammate, Ninth Bureau Agent Danse!

Upon seeing the two of them enter, Aldrich and Dans immediately stood up. Dans came over to greet them, and Aldrich, his belly protruding, also walked over, smiling as he patted Zhang Lang on the shoulder: "Kid, you've been hiding this well. I had no idea you were such a powerful special ability user?"

"I'm also afraid of trouble..." Zhang Lang nodded, which could be considered an answer.

According to the cryptic warning, while the eight precincts in Fog City's police system are equal in responsibilities, Precinct One commands higher salaries. In cases of major incidents requiring coordination among all precincts, the Precinct One's detective captain is in charge of overall command and deployment, effectively wielding greater hidden power. Therefore, the transfer of some precinct chiefs to Precinct One as deputy chiefs is not considered a demotion, and the Precinct One's detective captain, Aldrich, holds a pivotal position within the police system.

But what does this have to do with Zhang Lang?

Seeing that his former subordinate wasn't very enthusiastic, Aldrich didn't take it to heart. Carl, standing nearby, then recounted the attack on the Ninth Institution. Aldrich was deeply indignant and saddened upon hearing this, cursing the perpetrator as utterly depraved. Dans, a longtime friend of the deceased Jess, wept upon hearing the news.

"Go and pay your respects to your friend!" Zhang Lang interjected, seizing the opportunity. "I'll take care of things here!"

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