Alien Relic Hunter

Chapter 651
"..." Ke Lan was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "Answer me a question first."

Demeter: "What's the problem?"

"The members of the Undead Crew, counting the dead Chiron and Pan, how many people are there in total?"

"Why are you asking this?" Demeter's tone was filled with doubts.

"You can answer me... For me, an 'associated member', the number of people in the organization should not be a secret, right?"

"I thought you already knew..." Demeter said, "The seats of the Undead Crew Club are sorted according to the major arcana cards in the Tarot. There are a total of 22 seats and 24 people."

"The two extra people... who are they?"

"No one is extra. The tenth seat of 'Fate' corresponds to the three goddesses of fate in Greek mythology: Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos. The three of them together are equivalent to a complete The tenth seat." Demeter explained.

"Then the Undead Crew will not have members other than 22... such as non-staff personnel?"

"No." Demeter vetoed, "Except for you who are in the inspection period, the crew will not have any non-staff members."

Ke Lan couldn't help frowning.

Between the informer and Demeter, at least one person is lying.

Although Demeter connived at the research institute to carry out dangerous research, which led to the occurrence of the "meme incident", it does not mean that she is the ghost inside the Undead Crew - her behavior only shows that She belongs to the "radical faction" within the crew, but it cannot be proved that she has any connection with heretical sects.

Since she can contact herself now, it means that she has passed the internal review process of the crew association.

"Can you answer my question now? Has Pan kept in touch with you since the combat operation started?" Demeter asked again.

Ke Lan thought for a moment, but still didn't choose to hide it: "It is true that someone contacted me. He also sent the mass-produced fallen angel troops. He also told me about the original seed of erosion and the blood of the true god... But he Not Pan."

"Who is he?" Another old male voice came in.

"I'm not the only one talking to you now, but all the remaining members of the Undead Crew Club." Demeter said to Ke Lan.

"Well, that person is an intelligence dealer I met in the hunter forum. I have known him for four or five years... Just before the combat operation started, he contacted me out of the blue and revealed to me that he In fact, he is one of the members of the Undead Crew Association, and he also emphasized that he does not have the seat and code name of the Undead Crew Association, but he has the same authority as everyone." Ke Lan paused, and then said, "Since he often asks me Provide some information that cannot be obtained through normal channels, as well as the authority to mobilize the field army, I believe his words."

"What's his ID?" The old male voice asked just now.

"ACMS_0420."

In less than half a minute, Demeter had already found out the real identity behind this ID: "The registrant of this account is named Li Hao, who was born in Public Human Training Center No. One person lives in the Wilson District of the South Eighth District, and earns a living on the Internet by self-taught computer technology."

Wilson District in South Eighth District?Ke Lan is not unfamiliar with this place name, and this place can be regarded as one of the more famous slums on the Ark. With the income level of an information dealer, it should be easy to buy a house in the first three districts. The reason why he would Choosing to continue living in the slums is probably to hide his true identity.

After all, it is easy for a person with no background and no proper occupation to suddenly hand out a large sum of money to arouse suspicion... Many hackers Ke Lan knows also like to hang out in such slums on weekdays, dressing up as street gangsters or They are unemployed vagrants living on the official subsistence allowances and waiting to die, but few people can guess that the credit points in their secret accounts have exceeded the savings of many white-collar executives who go to and from the first three districts every day.

"You should have sent someone to arrest him by now, right?" Ke Lan asked.

"No... this man named Li Hao died a year ago in a street fire that broke out near his residence. According to the archives of the public security department, he happened to be out shopping for daily necessities at that time. On the way home, I encountered a gun battle between two groups of gang members, unfortunately, I was hit in the neck by a stray bullet and died on the spot." Demeter said, "Calculating the time, it happened to be not long after you returned to the ark from the glacier ruins... In addition, dispatching The mass-produced Fallen Angel team uses Pan's authority, and as for the matter of the original Seed of Corrosion and the Blood of God, it was originally what Pan planned to tell you."

That informant died a year ago?In other words, after I returned from the glacier ruins, the person behind this account was no longer the intelligence dealer I used to know?

Ke Lan suddenly thought that the information about the bottomless sinkhole was provided to him by the "new owner" of this account, and when he was trapped in a dream, he also received an email from him...

Thinking of this, Ke Lan couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

What is this man's purpose?
"Can you trace the IP address based on the subsequent login records? With your ability, this should be very simple, right? Even if the other party uses a virtual IP, you can also locate the physical address by querying the computer chip code, right?" Ke Lan asked.

"We checked it at the beginning, and the real IP address of the subsequent login is located in Li Hao's residence... The machine used is a self-assembled computer, and all the accessories are from the black market. Garbage, there is no way to trace it..." Demeter said, "The clues are completely cut off here."

"After Li Hao died, no one else lived in that house?"

"Li Hao's residence is an illegal building, not a standardized apartment for residents of the Ark. It is not under the official jurisdiction of the Ark. After Li Hao's death, that building became a shelter for those who live without a fixed place... Security Bureau When people arrived there, only a few unkempt homeless men were found."

"The Security Bureau's action is really fast, have these homeless people been interrogated?" Ke Lan asked.

"It's been interrogated, and I haven't gotten any valuable information... The first person among them who came here lived in a week ago, and the 'residents' of this room before him have changed at least dozens of dials..." Demo Terr sighed very rarely.

"Is it possible that he didn't deceive me, he is a member of the Undead Crew Club." Ke Lan said in a deep voice, "Perhaps, he is sitting with you right now, listening to my analysis...but let What I don't understand is what is his motivation for doing this, no matter in terms of the result or the process, what he did is almost the same as what Pan is going to do... Another point, why did he kill Pan?"

"At present, there is no evidence that Pan died at the hands of this person." Said a clear girlish voice that Ke Lan had never heard before.

"Even if Pan didn't kill him, he still has something to do with him." Ke Lan immediately retorted, "Otherwise, how would he communicate with me instead of Pan? By the way, how did Pan die? Can you tell me this?" ?"

"Before you formally join the Undead Crew Club..." The girl's voice was interrupted by the old male voice before: "Tell him, it doesn't matter."

"Pan died of a tampered procedure," Demeter said. "The vital nutrients that were supposed to be injected into his body were replaced with high concentrations of cyanide."

"Poisoned to death?" Ke Lan was a little surprised, "I thought that the people in your Undead Crew Club were really immortal... By the way, can't you find out who tampered with the program?"

"The only people who have the right to modify this thing are members of the crew, and more than three people need to confirm at the same time... As you said, there may indeed be traitors among us." The old male voice said.

"And more than one." Ke Lan added for him.

"Yes... for this matter, we need you..." This time it was the turn of the old male voice to be interrupted, and it was Ke Lan who interrupted him.

"We'll talk about this matter later." Ke Lan said, reaching out to hold the handle of the saber at his waist, "I found out that there is one thing... that hasn't been dealt with completely yet."

A body covered in blood struggled to crawl out from the ruins of Alexander. His body was full of festering wounds. These wounds were rapidly decomposing, but at the same time, they were also rapidly regenerating... the entire body of this person It's a back and forth between this state of death and rebirth.

"It's not dead yet?" Ke Lan secretly complained in his heart, and walked towards the other party.

The Prophet seemed to be in a state of extreme pain at this time, the remaining half of his face had an extremely ferocious expression, and the other half of his face directly exposed the red muscles and white bones underneath, and countless tiny tentacles emerged from the muscles. Drilled out between the textures, wriggling constantly.

"It seems that this time it is really the real body." Ke Lan said in a half-sentimental and half-joking tone, "If it was a substitute, you should have given it up long ago."

He gently pulled Asano Akira's saber out of its sheath, and the thumb of his left hand holding the scabbard slowly brushed across the spine of the saber, without any haste or slowness.

The war is over, and now he just needs to break up with someone—of course, the premise is that the other party can still be called a "person".

"I... still lost... Hiss..." An indistinct voice came from the prophet's throat. It tried to stand up, but finally fell to the ground.

"Did we just win..." Ke Lan stared at the "monster" in extreme disgust, "The 160,000 ground troops were almost wiped out, one-third of the Ark's main ship was destroyed, and the civilian casualties exceeded 20 million ...the entire eastern block has completely evaporated..."

Although the key members of the Hunting God Hunting Corps have been transferred to "Yagunaktor", nearly half of the logistics personnel are still staying at the headquarters in the East Fourth District, plus the newly recruited reserves in the training base The hunters and the employees' families... were completely wiped out from the world with that dazzling white light, leaving no trace of their existence.

In order to support the families of those subordinates who died in battle, the hounds worked desperately to explore one high-level ruin after another... Now, after the Hunting God Hunting Group finally gave them a relatively favorable living environment, they encountered such a situation again. No calamity.

Many of their families didn't even have a month to move into their new residence...

Just a few 10 minutes ago, the new life full of hope in their eyes came to an end together with their life.

A full stop full of unwillingness, resentment and grief.

This is just the loss of the Hunting God Hunting Group, there are more people, more families... When the disaster strikes, the children in the family may have just returned home from school, and they can't wait to turn on the TV and wait for the new cartoon to be released on time The mother may be cooking in the kitchen, with the smell of oily smoke filling the entire residence; the father is dealing with extra work in front of the computer, thinking that the salary will be raised next month, and maybe he will be able to send the child to a better place next year. school to...

This is just a microcosm of thousands of ordinary families.

Ke Lan suddenly thought of Ye Yan. The headquarters of Ye's consortium is located in the East Second District. Since the location is relatively inward, some plots may remain, but the people who live on these plots want to survive. The chances of that are...almost zero.

Ke Lan didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Unfortunately, Alexander's 'Ultimate Judgment' still missed..." the prophet said panting.

"What would happen if the shot didn't miss?" Ke Lan asked suppressing his anger.

"Pass through the middle of the ark, directly destroy the core area, and burn the group of undead crew members together with their coffins...to ashes."

"Have you never considered the casualties of ordinary people?"

"Will human beings care about the insects hiding under the soil when they cultivate the land?" The prophet said as he reached into his abdomen with a hand that was almost left with bones, and pulled out a rotting tentacle. Throwing it on the ground, "Even the members of the Undead Crew Club don't care about their death, so how can I care?"

"Oh." Ke Lan said, although the anger in his heart was hard to suppress, the expression on his face became calmer - he didn't even bother to find a few suitable words to insult the other party.

"You will regret it sooner or later." The Prophet continued, "After you know the truth of everything, you will regret your choice today...I can guarantee...ha...haha..."

"So, what is the truth?" Ke Lan held the knife, walked to a place less than three meters away from the prophet, stood still, and looked at it coldly.

"I can't tell you...because as long as I tell you...the undead crew will...will...kill you immediately...hahaha..." The Prophet struggled to get up from the ground and knelt down in front of Ke Lan , "Haha, how about...do you think...it's ironic..."

"Puchi-"

Ke Lan didn't talk nonsense, and directly penetrated the opponent's chest with the saber.

Although the living armor had been burned by flames in the "ceremony", Ke Lan's body transformed and strengthened by the living armor was preserved.

He stepped on the prophet's shoulder, and pulled the knife out of the other's chest little by little. Where the knife touched, the flesh and blood instantly turned into gray tissue like tattered cotton wool, and then quickly turned into The smelly pus dripped on the ground.

"You will regret it sooner or later!" The Prophet laughed suddenly, and fragments of rotting blood and internal organs sprayed out from its ruptured throat, "Because you are a chess piece! A chess piece that has seen the edge of the chessboard but is still unwilling The stupid pawn that jumped out! Hahaha!"

"Shh-"

A slasher's head.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

[PS Thanks to Yan Zhiye for the 2000 starting point coins; thanks to Yeshangzui Weiliang for the 100 starting point coins.In addition, I would also like to thank Yan Zhiye and Zixi Qingxue for sending me birthday red envelopes in the book friend group.

To be precise, today and tomorrow are both my birthdays, one day in the solar calendar and one in the lunar calendar. Considering whether it is nucleic acid or bone biopsy residues, the results are all negative, so this time I have a lunar birthday.I will go out to have a birthday party with my friends tomorrow, and if I come back late, I may ask for a day off. 】

(End of this chapter)