Superpower War: My Seven Billion Eyes Monitor The World

evening.

Luoting City Central Square.

After half a year of renovation, it has been turned upside down.

West Building, Intelligence Command Center.

Luo Tian, ​​the chief planner of the tripartite exercise, and Liu Lang, the special adviser to the tripartite, stood outside the interrogation window, looking unhappy.

In the interrogation room, Evans Terrier and Triss Eady had been tortured to the point of inhumanity, but they refused to disclose the whereabouts of their organization's intelligence transactions.

After getting the information from Yin Hang, the two people quickly moved it away or hid it. When they caught the person, the information was gone.

And Yin Hang, who was dealing with them, wore a clown mask and could switch images at will, making it difficult to track and investigate. All they knew was that he had been frantically making melting agents in the past six months, intending to speed up the birth of dependents. He was completely on the opposite side of mankind.

"It would be great if there was a power that could detect memories." Liu Lang sighed.

These days, they have used all means.

Various physical punishments, mental punishments, and supernatural powers such as hypnosis have also been used, but they cannot deceive these people.

"Isn't Tianyi's superpower at the company headquarters just memory editing," Luo Tian said indifferently.

Tianyi made a big fuss during the tripartite exercise to protect the family members from merging, causing them tens of millions and hundreds of millions in losses.

He still holds a grudge now.

Tianyi's memory clipping is indeed very suitable for interrogation.

But the problem is that she also stands on the opposite side of mankind, even more thoroughly than Yin Hang, and is the follower of the [Writer].

"I've asked, but they haven't been caught yet," Liu Lang said helplessly.

Tianyi, an S-level Yunyan type, has the power of memory editing, and also has the empowering protection of [Writer].

It's not that easy to catch.

"Click!"

The interrogator and the psychological consultant walked out of the interrogation room.

The two shook their heads, looking helpless.

International intelligence dealers like Ivins and Tris have tougher mouths than anything else. They lick blood all day long, and they have long been prepared for life and death.

Or he is unscrupulous because he has support.

Sure enough, the next second, a group of men in black coats burst into the door.

His face was not friendly.

"You have no right to judge our citizens!" the yellow-haired man in the lead said solemnly.

His name is Beckman Will, an executive director of Yanhuangtu Company's branch in Yingli Country, who is responsible for handling transnational violations in Xialong.

The company is no longer called "Company" in Yingli, and is renamed "Original Risk Control Authority" (ORIC).

According to the relevant provisions of the "Inner World Alliance Management Treaty", Xia Long does have only three days of interrogation rights and no trial rights for violations like this.

Three days later, the suspect needs to be transferred to Yingli's Superpower Bureau for further interrogation and punishment.

That's what the treaty stipulates, but it's a pity that we met a gangster.

"Why are you shouting so loudly?" Liu Lang picked his ears.

"It's not like we caught him."

Beckman's face turned red with anger, and he was furious and said, "You have no evidence!"

Liu Lang quickly covered his ears. Do Yingli people like to yell so much?

"Come on, come on, why don't you tell your [Chairman] personally." Liu Lang shrugged and handed over the phone nonchalantly, "I have his private number."

As soon as Beckman heard the three words "Chairman", his momentum instantly dropped.

A branch is just a branch after all, and the words "Chairman" are too intimidating.

"It's best to talk about how you let the clown mask flow into Xia Long?"

Liu Lang's questioning voice suddenly turned cold.

The cross-border circulation of central media is not a small crime.

Beckman was so frightened that he quickly took three steps back with a look of horror on his face. He couldn't afford to wear the hat.

"Go away, if you want someone, let your director come in person."

"You, the executive director of a branch, want to recruit people from me. You are not qualified."

"However, the body can be returned to you."

This is the truth. If a suspect is accidentally killed during the interrogation, the autopsy must be returned to his family after the autopsy.

"You!" Beckman blushed with anger.

"I pressed it, I really pressed it!" Liu Lang turned to the chairman's communication number and pressed it, and the phone began to ring with a beeping sound waiting to be connected.

Beckman's face suddenly turned cold. He couldn't say any of the curse words he wanted to blurt out, including logic, principles, laws and regulations. He clenched his fists and made a "clicking" sound with his knuckles.

Many times, fists are the truth.

The most powerful person in the entire company is on the other end of the communication.

"Let's go!" Beckman said solemnly, turned and left.

A group of professionals who were familiar with laws and regulations followed him, their heads shrunken like a pack of prodigal dogs.

After the uninvited guest leaves.

Liu Lang's calm expression suddenly collapsed, and he hurriedly closed the communication request with the chairman.

"So panicked? Aren't you on good terms with the chairman?" Luo Tian on the side asked doubtfully.

"Huh... you don't know, at this time, he is probably flirting with Alyssa." Liu Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Interrupting this old man's flirting will have serious consequences.

"Hahaha..." Luo Tian laughed dumbly, "Do you think it's worth it for the company to engage in such a big battle against [writers]?"

"This is not a question of whether it's worth it." Liu Lang sighed, "The company's branches have gone from twenty to three. There is no choice anymore."

After decades of boiling frogs in warm water, the company's branches in Xialong were absorbed and acquired by the outside world one by one.

"But even if you win, what will you use to beat [the actor] next?"

Luo Tian poured cold water on it. You must know that Xia Long has two centers.

Liu Lang did not answer the question directly, but instead asked: "Why do you think humans can't evolve SSS-level superpowers?"

"Limitations of human civilization?"

"Is there something missing?"

Luo Tian didn't answer. He was a planner for three-party exercises and didn't know much about the upgrade system for superpowers.

"Yes, there is something missing." Liu Lang's face darkened, and he continued, "This kind of thing will only be dropped after the death of the center, and the center has never died, so humans have never obtained this thing."

"The old man calls that thing a [wedge]."

"Kill [Writer], get her wedge, evolve the first SSS-level superpower, and let him lead humans against [Actor] and other centers."

"This is the true meaning of this god-killing plan."

The cold voice fell in the empty intelligence command center. Luo Tian's face darkened and he was stunned: "This, is this something I can hear?"

Would it kill someone to hear such a level of secret?

"Hahaha, now we are grasshoppers on the same rope." Liu Lang slapped him on the shoulder and laughed heartlessly.

When he heard these words from Chairman Qiu Hong, he had the same reaction and expression.

"I don't have twelve secret guards!" Luo Tian roared angrily. Liu Lang had his own bodyguard, but he didn't. He might be assassinated one day.

Luo Yan, who was about to board the ship on Jinming Island, stopped and his face sank: "Wedge..."

...

Yandu, the central city, the core area of ​​the Political and Legal Building.

A person in black robes stood in the center of the hall. She was wearing a mask and her forehead was wrinkled. Judging from her body shape, she should be a woman.

In front, three pens were hovering in the air with strong blue light, surrounded by a layer of mechanical bugs.

Behind them, five women, including Luo Hong, were half-kneeling.

The woman in black robe walked towards the pen in the air, stood on tiptoes and stretched out her hand.

"ah!"

It's not high enough. I can't reach it even if I hop on tiptoes a few times.

Seeing this, Luo Hong stood up slowly, walked towards the woman in black robe, gently hugged her and lifted her up.

This is high enough.

The woman in black robe who was being held slowly raised her hand and reached for the pen.

against blue light.

The withered little hands were wearing bright rings.