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"My boss Liu Chengzhe gave it to me. He is a senior member of the spiritual sect." Song Canhui said with twinkling eyes.

Affected by its turbulent modern history, South Korea adheres to religious freedom. There are numerous underground religions in the narrow land of 100,000 square kilometers, such as the Religious Cult that selects concubines around the world, the Rescue Sect that commits collective suicide, and the leader who claims to be a 3-year-old baby. Garden teaching.

There are all kinds of strange things, and they have become part of the operation of Korean society.

The business community provides funds to religion, religion provides votes to politicians, and politicians provide policies and protection to the business community and religion. Several parties are in cahoots with each other, and their interests are intertwined.

In the search engine history of Jiang Wanyong's mobile phone, there is information about the Spiritual Cult - a Japanese underground church that has suddenly emerged in recent years. It has grown rapidly and spread to South Korea.

"Unlike other underground churches that mainly recruit ordinary people, many of the members of the Spiritual Church are famous businessmen, scholars, and politicians in Japan and South Korea. These people have donated billions or billions of won to the church."

Song Canhui said: "After Liu Chengzhe believed in the spiritual religion, he forced us subordinates to follow suit and stipulated that he should drink talisman water every month and carry paper-cuts close to his body."

Even in the extraordinary world, the law of conservation of energy is in effect. Many shikigami paper-cuts mean a lot of extraordinary energy.

Li Sheng asked: "The reason why Liu Chengzhe asked you to transport the body, the location, and the location of the original owner of the body."

"The original owner of the body?"

Song Canhui looked stunned. He seemed to really not know that Jiang Shaoxi's "corpse" was actually a mannequin, "I, I don't know. At that time, Liu Chengzhe called me to the headquarters building of Chengzhe Group and said that this woman was a goddess from heaven. Please be careful when transporting."

goddess? Listening to this meaning, it seems that Jiang Shaoxi may not be dead, but may be locked up somewhere.

Seeing that Li Sheng was silent and thoughtful, Song Canhui realized something and begged: "I told you everything I know. Please don't kill me."

"I won't kill you,"

Li Sheng turned slightly to give up his position, "But that's not necessarily true for her."

The door slowly opened, and Huiyu walked in with blood on his hands and a sinister smile on his face. Compared to doing elementary school homework every day, she still prefers simple and crude killing.

With screams in the background, Li Sheng opened the map on his mobile phone and found that Chengzhe Building was only a twenty-minute drive away.

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"Mr. Liu, I leave it to you to handle the Seoul Peace Forum. The cost may be a bit high this time, but I promise it will be worth it."

"Master Cult Leader, you are too polite. We all serve the goddess."

In the reception room on the high floor of the splendid Chengzhe Building, three men, old, middle and young, were sitting and drinking.

The old man is the leader of the Spiritual Cult, the middle-aged man is Liu Sung-cheol, the owner of this building and the Sung-cheol Foundation, and the young man is a promising Seoul prosecutor.

"As of now, there is a former British Prime Minister and a former Japanese Prime Minister who are confirmed to speak via video at the peace talks,"

Liu Chengzhe said proudly: "And a former president of the United States."

The spiritual leader, who was originally just an ordinary Japanese farmer, was surprised: "Can you invite the former president of the United States?"

"Of course." Liu Chengzhe smiled, "As long as you have money, there is nothing you can't do."

South Korea's large-scale underground religions like to take the upper-level route. By paying inspection fees, holding paid meetings, etc., they penetrate into European and American political circles, attract authoritative figures to support themselves, expand their influence, and ultimately recruit more low-level believers to make money.

For example, the famous underground religious Unification Church donated tens of millions of dollars to events such as the Women for World Peace and the National Building Museum World Congress, and attracted former U.S. presidents George H.W. Bush, Ford, and even Gorbachev to support it.

"By the way, Prosecutor Kim."

Liu Chengzhe thought of something, turned to the young prosecutor and said: "The day after tomorrow is the Peace Forum, there can be no problems. Please keep the investigation of the shipwreck accident under control."

"Um"

The young prosecutor nodded stiffly. The accident Liu Chengzhe mentioned was the SEWOL shipwreck that shocked the world a few months ago.

A 6,800-ton passenger ship sank in the sea about 3 kilometers southwest of Gwanmae Island, Jindo County, Jeollanam Province, South Korea. Only 172 people on board were rescued, 296 people died, 142 were injured, and 8 others are missing. Many of them were high school students on graduation trips.

Throughout the incident, South Korean officials showed astonishing incompetence, inaction, and callousness.

When the ship tilted, the captain made a broadcast asking all passengers to stay where they were and wait for rescue, and to sneak away on his own. The South Korean Coast Guard was dilly-dallying in place, refusing to enter the hull to rescue people, leaving the passengers inside to find their own way out. The coast guard even ate instant noodles while preventing civilian ships from approaching to help on the grounds of "not hindering the rescue." Sit back and watch as the passengers trapped in the hull sink into the sea.

Prosecutor Kim was ordered to investigate the accident, but the more he investigated, the more strange things appeared - for example, the ship suddenly changed its captain before going to sea, and Yu Byeong-yeon, the president of the Cheonghaejin Shipping Group to which the ship belonged, died mysteriously two months after the accident, and the hull of the ship There were a large number of animal remains in the accident, and the then President Park Jin-hye inexplicably disappeared for seven hours on the day of the accident, and her whereabouts were unknown.

‘The evidence is not enough’

Prosecutor Jin clenched his fists and dug his fingertips into his flesh. He really wants to catch all these people, but when it comes to the Cheong Wa Dae, there must be enough solid evidence to overturn the table.

At this stage, they can only continue to play along and cooperate with Liu Chengzhe to help him "cover up" the close business dealings between Chengzhe Group and Qinghaizhen Shipping Group in the past, and use Liu Chengzhe's relationship to collect more evidence

"Breaking news, a fire broke out in the basement of a bar in Kaipodong, Gangnam District, Seoul, killing more than 20 people and injuring more than 40 people. The following is the scene."

The TV, which was originally playing entertainment programs and serving as background music, suddenly switched to real-time news.

Firefighters were carrying out foreign workers wearing only underwear from the building on stretchers - they were all still alive, but they looked terrified, as if they had been greatly frightened.

Liu Chengzhe's eyes widened and he stood up suddenly. The bar and the basement were both his properties. If there was a fire, the drug factory hidden in the basement would definitely not be able to hide.

The only good news is that he has always been cautious and has multi-level management and one-way communication with his subordinates.

In the entire drug factory, only Song Canhui, a former policeman, knows his identity as the big boss. As long as Song Canhui is not arrested, he will not be exposed.

Buzz buzz——

The spare phone in the jacket pocket vibrated, and the caller ID was Song Canhui.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Chengzhe first opened the voice-changing software, and then answered the phone, "Hello."

Song Canhui on the other end of the phone said in a terrified voice, "President! Something bad has happened. A group of people of unknown identity raided the underground factory, and I finally escaped."

Liu Chengzhe was stunned for a moment before reacting, "Wait, someone attacked? Where are you now?"

"I'm already downstairs in Chengzhe Building"

"Don't come up, I'll ask someone else to drive you to the safe house." Liu Chengzhe interrupted.

Song Canhui lowered his voice and said, "But I have something important that I can't talk about on the phone. I must report it in person. About the goddess."

Liu Chengzhe heard this and looked up at the leader of the Spiritual Church and Prosecutor Jin. The former looked stunned, and the latter shook his head in confusion-the prosecutor was just accompanying the escort of the human model disguised as a corpse, and didn't know what happened next.

Liu Chengzhe frowned, but finally said, "I'll send someone to pick you up, to the conference room on the 60th floor."

The plan worked.

On the first floor of the building, Li Sheng, who was wearing Song Canhui's face, put down his phone and passed through the security gate under the watchful eyes of the building security guards.

The so-called Seoul Peace Forum will be held on the 50th floor of Chengzhe Building the day after tomorrow. Many domestic and international political and business celebrities will attend, so the security is particularly tight. Gun-wielding security guards can be seen checking everywhere to find hidden dangers.

Two security guards, one male and one female, heard the instructions on the intercom and took Li Sheng into the elevator.

The elevator car kept rising, and the male and female security guards talked and laughed. Through the reflection of the glass inside the car, Li Sheng saw that they all wore dried cherry blossoms on their chests - that was the symbol of the spiritual religion.

"Sorry, I have something to do on the 50th floor."

The male security guard pressed the button for the 50th floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw many staff members wearing dried cherry blossoms on their chests still busy decorating the magnificent venue. The sponsor behind the Seoul Peace Forum was the Spiritual Church, so most of the people who helped prepare and organize the forum were also followers of the Spiritual Church.

The male security guard pushed her out of the elevator under the confused eyes of his companions. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator door, the male security guard turned around suddenly, pulled out the gun from his waist, and pulled the trigger at Li Sheng in the elevator.

Dang!

The bullet was bounced off the rusty machete that appeared out of thin air and hit the elevator button panel squarely.

"." Li Sheng's face moved out from behind the blade, staring at the male security guard, frowning and saying, "Where am I exposed?"

". Evil spirit."

The male security guard retreated and said with difficulty, "There are a lot of evil spirits around you, which is a characteristic of killing a large number of humans recently."

On the shoulder of the male security guard, a semi-spiritual animal like a raccoon slowly emerged, trembling all over and looking at Li Sheng with fear on its face. Its name is Shikigami·Otter.

"Tsk."

Li Sheng smacked his lips without comment. His current physical fitness and equipment and props are far more luxurious than the average level of Lv11 players. The only shortcoming is probably the lack of a power system similar to internal strength, force, and spells,

to help make up for the shortcomings of "covering the breath" and "the ability to kill spirits".

'Speaking of which, my current body has nothing to do with normal humans. If I practice the secret book of internal strength, I'm afraid that my blood and qi will be disordered and I will go crazy in a minute. '

Li Sheng thought about it and walked out of the elevator.

The security personnel and spiritual church members of the entire floor gathered around when they heard the gunshots.

Some people shouted with intercoms, notifying the abnormal situation on the 50th floor. Some people raised their guns and asked Li Sheng to raise his hands and not resist.

Some people were nervous and subconsciously approached the escape route.

Some people had fanatical and surprised expressions. In order to show their faith in their hearts, they took the initiative to bite the tip of their tongues, cut their palms, smeared blood on paper-cuts, and summoned different kinds of shikigami -

Kappa, Foxfire, Nekomata, Mermaid, Snake Belt.

All kinds of strange monsters appeared in the modern high-rise venue. Some shikigami were too big and had to lie on the ground.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at Li Sheng's every move.

He raised his palm and pressed the button of the electronic pet egg.

Squeak -

The liquid metal robot fell to the ground. Hui Yu looked at the demons in the hall who did not need to distinguish between enemies and friends. His eyes lit up, and his arms turned into two large axes. He said excitedly: "Heaven created all things to nourish people, but people have nothing to repay heaven!"

The two axes scraped against each other, splashing dazzling sparks.

Li Sheng, who was standing by, casually pulled open the shirt that once belonged to Song Canhui and slapped his face, revealing the sea shark-type single-soldier exoskeleton he was wearing inside.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The indicator lights on the exoskeleton lit up one after another, and the baffle at the shoulder blade area automatically popped open. Two small four-axis drones flew out from inside, flew straight out of the window, hovered outside the building, and took a panoramic view of the whole situation.

Four mechanical arms extended from the shoulders and ribs respectively. Li Sheng took four pump-action shotguns from the backpack column without rushing, and mounted them on the mechanical arms.

A strong sense of foreboding enveloped all the believers of the Mind Church. They did not bother to think too much, and issued orders one after another, letting the Shikigami rush forward.

Facing the swarm of demons, a weak arc of electricity suddenly flashed between the bangs of Li Sheng's hair.

[Skill name: Instant Thunder]

[Special effect: Thunder strikes wildly. Use your own bioelectricity to stimulate the spine and limbs, and gain mobility beyond the original physiological limit in a short period of time]

The electrical energy flows along the spine, filling the limbs and bones, and every muscle is mobilized, excitedly and violently dilating and contracting.

In the sight of the spiritual believers, Li Sheng's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and only one or two fleeting afterimages could be captured in the retina.

He used the shoulders and heads of the Shikigami monsters as pedals and jumped into the center of the venue, landing on one knee like a superhero.

Buzz——

The sea shark-type single-soldier exoskeleton made a high-speed servo motor running sound, and the four mechanical arms rotated in different directions, automatically aiming and locking those stunned spiritual believers.

The two drones outside the window have scanned the targets of the on-site activities through the AI ​​program, and listed all units except Huiyu as "enemies who can use lethal force."

Automatic aiming is not a fantasy. All the robot arm needs to do is just pull the trigger.

Bang, bang, bang!

Four pump-action shotguns fired at the same time, front, back, left, and right. The rain of bullets harvested fresh lives one after another.

The surrounding space was suddenly empty. Li Sheng took a half step forward, and the rusty machete in his hand drew a semicircular trajectory, cutting off a two-meter-tall red ghost and the kappa standing behind it in half.