Global wasteland: I am as good as a god with a machine

The appearance of Shen Jiahong turned Wu Mian's situation around.

Even though there were constant explosions in the corridor, Wu Mian's mood did not fluctuate at all.

He has absolute confidence in Shen Jiahong's abilities.

Lin Liguo put all his wealth, life and future on Wu Mian. The moment he chose to go to the City God's Temple to pick him up, the two parties were destined to be bound.

Even if it was for his own sake, he would not allow any accidents to happen to Wu Mian. In order to keep Wu Mian, he almost gave up all his cards.

After receiving the news of the incident in the hotel, he mobilized all the police forces in Crazy Horse City.

The police system in Crazy Horse City is extremely corrupt. Most of the police officers come here just to show off. The only ones who are really fighting against the thugs are the diehards cultivated by Lin Liguo himself, so the scene looks huge, but in fact

But they were evenly matched. The police attacked fiercely for five minutes, but they were still unable to break through the hotel's defense.

After the people from the Ninth Division entered the battlefield, the situation was completely reversed.

Ten minutes later, Lin Liguo led people into the hotel, stepped on the blood stained floor, personally escorted Wu Mian to the police station, and imposed full martial law on several surrounding blocks.

In the police station office, Lin Liguo stood in front of Wu Mian and said with fear: "Wu Chu, I have launched a thorough investigation on all the police officers who knew your whereabouts today. Don't worry, I will definitely bring down the person who betrayed you."

Dig it out and give you an explanation."

"Forget it, I'm already safe, there's no need to waste any more time."

Wu Mian interrupted Lin Liguo: "Are my people back?"

Lin Liguo noticed Wu Mian's displeasure and immediately stopped talking: "We're back. They captured a few people and they're in the secret interrogation room in the basement."

"Take me to see it."

When Wu Mian heard that Shen Jiahong had been arrested, he asked Lin Liguo to take him to the underground torture room where felons were held in the police station.

In the execution room, the four people captured by Shen Jiahong have been imprisoned in different rooms, each one trapped on the pillar, and they are not human.

When Shen Jiahong saw Wu Mian arriving, he turned around and walked out of the execution room: "Brother Ninth, how are you, are you not injured?"

At this time, there were no outsiders around Wu Mian, and he no longer tensed up: "Thanks to you and Dayu arriving in time today, otherwise I would have handed over more than 100 kilograms here! Over the years of commanding the Ninth Division, large and small,

I have been through a lot of storms. If I really capsize in this gutter, I will die in disgrace! After what happened today, I should really reflect on it. In the past, I always thought that I was dealing with a top-level criminal organization. I looked down on it.

I killed these gangsters until they taught me a lesson... How was the interrogation on your side?"

"I dug up a fish. It's not big, but it should be useful to you."

Shen Jiahong pointed to the room behind him: "The people inside have agreed to confess, but I haven't interrogated them yet. If you ask them in person, the effect should be better than if I audit them."

Wu Mian walked into the cell, looked at the torn prisoner in front of him, and sat behind the interrogation table: "I heard that you have agreed to confess?"

"We made too much noise today. The police in Crazy Horse City have never made such a big move. I know that once I am caught, I will not be able to leave this place alive. Since it is a certain death, why bother to let it go?"

I suffered such a big sin during my lifetime."

The prisoner had lost his temper after being tortured by Shen Jiahong: "If you want to know anything, just ask. I just want a happy death."

"You are a smart man."

Wu Mian took the water glass from Lu Dayu: "Let's talk about the organization of the City God Temple first. You are not a gang, but a paramilitary organization, right?"

The prisoner shook his head slightly: "You may not believe it when I tell you. Although I have worked for them for several years, I am just a low-level person. I don't know who I am working for. All the affairs of the City God's Temple are handled by Li Song, except

No one except Brother Song has access to the top management."

Wu Mian sipped the tea lightly: "Then tell me something you know."

The prisoner slowly spoke: "Our organization is called Luoye, and we are a branch of Luoye. There are about a thousand people in total, divided into five brigades. I am one of the brigades, leading 200 people! We are here

The task of a thousand people is to maintain law and order in the City God Temple and feed the core members of the branch."

When Wu Mian heard the name "Luo Ye", he frowned slightly.

This was the second time he heard this name.

When Wu Mian had just returned, in order to fight against Zhou Fuguang, he was assigned to investigate the Spiritual Cult that was causing trouble in Kyoto.

At the end of the investigation, they found the headquarters of the Spiritual Religion Group in the suburbs of Beijing, and found that the organization was very large, and that the Spiritual Religion Group was just a disguise, and all its members were ordinary people who had been brainwashed.

The force hiding behind and controlling all of this is an organization called Luo Ye.

Wu Mian originally thought that after the headquarters of the Spiritual Religion Group was destroyed, the fallen leaf organization would disappear.

Unexpectedly, after a few months, I would actually meet them again.

Only this time, the disguise of the Fallen Leaf Organization is no longer a spiritual sect, but a gang.

Thinking of Li Tong's incident, Wu Mian had a suspicion in his heart.

The Spiritual Cult that the Fallen Leaf Organization had worked so hard to cultivate in Kyoto was destroyed by Wu Mian. But this time when the other party made the sculpture, they deliberately tricked Li Tong back, who had left Kyoto, and lured Wu Mian into this organization.

Bureau.

Could it be that all this was originally a retaliation against him?

Thinking of this, Wu Mian continued to ask: "You just said that your mission is to support the core members. What are these so-called core members?"

"I don't know the specifics. The City God's Temple is divided into three levels. The lowest level area is for aboriginal activities, and the middle level is for us people. And among our areas, there is another area that we can't

The area you go to is the activity area of ​​the core members.”

The prisoner paused for a moment: "City God's Temple is our base, and stability is very important, so our profitable business is not here, but in other cities. If any problems arise, we have to deal with them. And those core members have nothing to do.

What needs to be done is that they are drunk and dreaming every day, women, drugs, wine and food, they have everything they want. Most of the money we make is used for their consumption. The probability of this branch organization is very strict, even I can't

We are not qualified to contact them, so everyone calls them core members."

Wu Mian found that he could not dig out the secrets of leaf tissue through this prisoner, so he stopped digging deeper and asked for information from the grassroots level: "What's going on with your exploding corpses?"