Odd Containment Specialist

The car stopped at the entrance of a car production factory.

Xia Shou and Bai He got out of the car, led by Reed into the factory, passed through each production workshop, and finally entered the general manager's office.

Reed opened the closet door, let the two of them stand in, and then followed in.

There was originally enough space for three people, but Su Weiyu was a little crowded, so Xia Shou and Su Weiyu had to stay very close.

Reed turned a blind eye to the narrow space, closed the closet door with difficulty, pressed his hand on the closet wall, and the closet began to slowly descend.

This is a disguised elevator.

Arriving at the basement level and just out of the elevator door, Su Weiyu said, "Xia Shou, I'll go to the Intelligence Department to check my parents' residence information first, and I'll contact you when I'm done."

"Well, I'll send you a message once my place of residence is confirmed." Xia Shou replied.

Su Weiyu nodded, turned around and wormed her way into the crowd. Xia Shou watched as he disappeared like a fish burrowing into water plants.

Xia Shou withdrew his gaze, followed Bai He and Reed, walked through the crowded hall, and came to the Investigation Department.

Opening the door, the office was full of people, and the wall was filled with strange-looking instruments.

The walls are covered with information and portrait photos, and the map of the city is covered with push pins. A large number of red lines are connected by the push pins, forming a dense spider web of clues.

"It looks like it's busier here than us."

Xia Shou always felt that he should be considered very busy.

But the battle of this group of people made him feel that he might still be at ease.

"Of course they are busy these days, but at least they will have some free time." Bai He said casually.

Xia Shou frowned, his expression became complicated, and he heard another meaning in Bai He's words.

The next second, the office door was pushed open again.

Five heavily armed men walked in, all Asians, wearing the same firing squad uniforms that Xia Shou had seen.

Their faces were made of iron, and they walked straight to the innermost office.

As they passed by, other people stood up to make way for them, showing great respect on their faces.

Xia Shou learned about the formation of a firing squad in an online class.

These people are indeed worthy of respect. Whether it is their strength or dedication, the most basic respect should be given.

The firing squad is a group of extraordinary beings with special qualifications but not a high level of abnormality.

After passing some rituals and contracts and paying some secret prices, they gained an ability: when executioners of the same team act together, their abnormality level can reach at least three.

During the battle, you can break through to level 4 in a short time, and some teams can even reach level 5!

Therefore, the fighting strength of the firing squad is quite exaggerated. If they go all out regardless of everything, the enemy will be fighting five level four extraordinary beings who cooperate tacitly and have complementary abilities.

Without overwhelming power, ordinary criminals would have no chance of winning against a firing squad.

Xia Shou was also shocked when he saw the description of the firing squad.

He never thought that the execution team whose arms were chopped off by Su Weiyu with several swords could be so powerful.

It can only be said that Su Weiyu is also a bug-level existence.

However, firing squads generally have a short lifespan. Even if all missions go smoothly, they only have a survival time of three to five years.

This is the price a weak person has to pay for gaining power that should not belong to him.

But on the other hand, that's why they deserve respect.

Basically, those who are willing to join the firing squad are determined to die and to die in order to fulfill a certain obsession. Each of them is a warrior who is not afraid of death.

"He is also from us, responsible for assisting in the investigation of the 'Life Artist' incident." Bai He said softly.

Xia Shou was impressed and nodded: "That performance art murder case, right? But doesn't Edinburg have its own firing squad?"

"Execution squads are very rare. How many extraordinary people can turn themselves into short-lived ghosts who can live up to five years for ordinary people? Moreover, they have to continue to overdraw their lives in strange battles, and finally die miserably. die.

It is normal for firing squads to be inactive within a precinct, and it is common for firing squads from multiple locations to support each other. "

Just when the last executioner was about to pass by, he suddenly stopped in front of Xia Shou, with surprise on his face: "It's you. I didn't expect to meet here again. I was really embarrassed last time."

Xia Shou felt that the other person looked familiar. After recalling it for a moment, he immediately remembered that he had seen him in the House of Blood Demon!

However, the atmosphere between the two sides was tense and full of gunpowder. He didn't quite understand why the other party could greet him so warmly.

"I heard about you, please work hard." The man said with a smile.

"...Okay, okay." Xia Shou nodded awkwardly.

The other party patted Xia Shou on the shoulder, as if they were familiar with each other, then looked at Bai He and turned to follow the team.

"Brother Bai, do you know him?"

"We have collaborated several times, but we have never spoken."

The friendship between gentlemen is really as light as water, Xia Shou thought to himself.

"He changed teams. I remember before that there was a very burly man in their team." Xia Shou recalled.

"The members of the firing squad all have contractual links with their companions. A strange team will reduce the original combat effectiveness, so the situation of changing teams generally only exists when the number of team members is insufficient."

"That is to say..."

"His former companions may have been seriously injured and unable to fight. Of course, there is also the possibility..."

Baihe did not mention another worse situation.

Xia Shou's face darkened and he sighed.

"Captain Bai, you are finally here! I have been so busy lately and the situation is terrible!"

A bald middle-aged fat man wiped his sweat with a handkerchief and walked in from outside.

He was in a hurry and waved before Baihe responded: "Come with me, it's too noisy here! Let's talk in a quieter place.

The person next to you is 'Mr. Trump Card', right?

Nice to meet you.

We have made some new progress on the Blood Mother Cult, but I'm afraid the bureau can't spare any manpower to assist you."

Hearing the nickname Mr. Trump Card, Xia Shou's expression twisted into a ball.

He looked at Bai He in confusion: "Isn't this the nickname of our Control Bureau?"

"Your nickname was actually promoted from top to bottom. The story behind it is a long story. I can tell you briefly.

Your first mission to the Blood Demon House was not in compliance with the law. If the minister had not obtained special approval from the deputy director, you would not be able to participate in that kind of action at your level.

The main department responsible for that mission was actually the Second Department. Our Third Department has a bad relationship with most departments, especially the Second Department.

So when the deputy minister of the Second Department learned that you, a first-level employee, were going to enter the house, he said something very euphemistic. 's sarcastic words.

Probably... "

Baihe cleared his throat and imitated a majestic, rigid, and stubborn voice: "Dear Minister Shangguan, you are always like this! This time this person is your trump card again, right?

But unfortunately, it's not me who is betting against you this time, but the Blood Demon!"

After speaking, Baihe changed back to his own voice: "And then it was like this, and then some operators in their department heard the quarrel between the leaders and spread it as gossip, and you inexplicably got the title of the witch's trump card.

Of course, the meaning behind this title at that time was purely negative.

Even if you start from the Blood Demon After surviving the House of Blood Demons, it is still a sarcastic nickname. In addition, the House of Blood Demons was a well-known anomaly that appeared worldwide, so there is no lack of discussion on the international official website.

And as long as this incident is discussed, you will definitely be mentioned in the end, after all, you are the only survivor.

In short, many people at that time regarded you as a lucky person who was dragged down, and there were even many comments that if it weren't for you, the trainer might have survived.

The minister specifically told us not to tell you about this, for fear of stimulating your self-esteem.

But the next day, you were pulled into the closed area. During the time you stayed in the closed area, Someone posted a bet about your survival anonymously on the international official website. I guess it must be a busybody from the second department.

At that time, the Blood Demon House had just been resolved and the topic was still on the hot list. You were pulled into the closed field the next day, so the topic was naturally stronger, and the number of followers was exaggerated.

Many people placed bets one after another. Someone with good information dug out your resume and basically confirmed that you had a backdoor. The website was particularly stuck that night. "

"Wait, Brother Bai, you also bet?" Xia Shou

"I made 100,000 yuan, and Wu Lang lost 200,000 yuan."

"So Fat Brother bet on me?" Xia Shou was shocked.

"Yes, he asked me not to tell you."

So you told me?!

Xia Shou was even more shocked.

It was not because the senior in the same department bet on him, but because Bai He's mouth was really... not flattering.

He silently labeled Bai He as "loose-mouthed" in his heart, and secretly vowed that he would never let the other party know any secrets in the future.

However, thinking that the other party had bet on his life, Xia Shou was still a little touched.

"In short, this is probably the situation. The odds were super high at the time. On the one hand, it was because the abnormal phenomenon of the Blood Demon House was already very famous, and it became even more famous after Edward disappeared.

On the other hand, our department head's reputation was very special, and there have always been bets on how long the three department members would be bet on to survive.

All kinds of coincidences came together, and the odds on that day were unprecedentedly hot.

The final result was of course that you were an upset, causing many people to lose money, and many gamblers made a lot of money from you. It is said that the biggest mysterious winner made a full 30 million.

Anyway, your nickname Mr. Trump Card changed on that day and was no longer a sarcastic nickname.

Now there are still topic posts about you on the international official website.

You have a bunch of crazy gambler fans, they call you Mr. Trump Card."

Xia Shou felt a little complicated. He didn't want to be famous, and to be honest, this nickname was ugly.

Baihe patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, I've been treated like this before, and everyone has gone through this."

While Xia Shou and Baihe were chatting, Reed's bald head minister had just finished a phone call and his expression became serious.

"Reed, go get some information." He ordered, then turned to look at Xia Shou and Baihe, "I think we have to speed up the pace, An Gangxiongwu just committed another serious crime!"