Chapter 33 Preparations before the war
The iPad that the man handed over was playing a picture: a tall and strong man with a strange color of oil paint on his face walked out of the elevator room, strangely enough, many patients and doctors who were passing by turned a blind eye to him.This funny man, like an ancient actor, strolled in the long corridor, and finally turned into No. 14 ward.

"Spiritual Hypnosis?" Kalek said in a deep voice, his performance made him think of Masashi Toyama, a psychology teacher in the academy.

"No, it might be a ghost. This spirit of speech can also achieve the same effect." Andrew picked up the words and immediately proposed another possibility.

Kalek stared at the screen for a long time without saying a word. Either of the two guesses could mean that this killer with clown makeup on his face was not easy to deal with.

If he didn't restrain his Speech Killer, he could even sneak away from them without disturbing anyone.

"What happened to the playing cards inserted into the dead man's head? Specially made?" If the killer's words have no effect similar to enchanting, is it possible for the paper playing cards to pierce the hard skull?

"Unfortunately not. The murderer also seems to have a superb hidden weapon method. A small poker card in his hand can achieve the goal of killing." Andrew shook his head and denied Kalek's thoughts.

Kalek's complexion changed a bit. He is proficient in hidden weapons, possesses dark illumination or hypnotic words. Once such a dangerous hybrid degenerates into a dead waiter...

"Commissioner Kalek, Norma has found out the temporary residence of the suspected murderer through this video. Us?" Andrew interrupted Kalek's thinking, and delivered another piece of good news.

"Just wait until daytime." Kalek sighed, "Wait for the arrival of freshmen from the academy's headquarters."

"What do you mean?" Andrew didn't react when he heard the news at first, but his expression suddenly changed in the next second, "This?! Do you treat such a murderer as the object of the war practice class? Is it a bit... "

Andrew seemed appalled by this, because handing over a dangerous "B"-rated hybrid to freshmen at the academy looked like murder.

Is this really a case that a freshman can handle?

Kalek was also a little hesitant, but he finally let out a long breath and gave instructions through all the channels: "All teams evacuate quickly after completing the current work, and the third team seals off the neighborhood near the killer's residence. If necessary, they can use Chicago PD to strength, but they must be evacuated during the day."

It sounds like a scumbag who calls the Chicago Police Department around and coaxes the Chicago Police Department if it works. But in fact, it is true that the arrest of a dangerous mixed race cannot be known to ordinary people, and it is difficult for them to participate in it. , Once there is a mistake, there will be a large area of ​​casualties.

"The order from the minister himself is the only way to do it." Kalek quickly adjusted his state, "I will give them a brief lesson in the daytime tomorrow, and then act. A few freshmen will be responsible for intelligence and blockade work. As for the S-class ...let him participate in the arrest."

"S-rank?" When did the S-rank pop up out of nowhere?Andrew expressed his doubts in a timely manner. This series of information made him feel that he was a graduate decades ago, otherwise why would he not be able to keep up with the thinking of the college.

"Don't you read the forum?" Kalek glanced at him, "The academy has recruited an S-level student in China, and he has already enrolled early, and the minister will serve as his tutor." Kalek didn't tell him any more Regarding the Japanese exchange students, Andrew probably doesn't know much about these situations.

"I hope the S-class can make our eyes shine."

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"Brother, have you followed the mission of the executive department before?" Standing in front of the mirror in the dormitory, Su Ting kept groping for his clothes as if checking something.

Ever since he knew that the action suits of the executive department had been optimized in a small area by the equipment department since last year, Mr. Su Ting felt that some gadgets such as chewing gum bombs produced by the equipment department might have fallen into a certain action suit. Sit down on the butt and trigger the detonation condition, it will explode with a "bong".

Again, the equipment department will only focus on transforming everything into bombs that can be detonated. The only difference lies in their power and detonation time.

Chu Zihang sat on the upper bunk and looked at Su Ting who was twisting and turning calmly: "I have followed a few times. The first two times were to do security work around the surroundings. From the third time onwards, I started to participate in formal operations. At the beginning, I was a little Nervous, but you get used to it later.”

"Do you have fleas in your action suit?"

"Ah, what?" Su Ting rummaged through every corner of his body, and after confirming that there was no thoughtful gift, he sat down with satisfaction and looked up at Chu Zihang, "Will we use real guns? Speaking of which, I haven't touched them yet." Pass the gun."

"The executive department generally doesn't give guns to novices." Chu Zihang's reply was concise and powerful.

"That's okay, otherwise I'm really afraid that I might accidentally injure my teammates with a shaking hand." Su Ting touched his empty holster and felt a little disappointed. After all, being able to touch a gun is almost every boy's dream since childhood.

"Oh, by the way, did our equipment go through the hands of the equipment department this time?" Su Ting then thought of another question. Although the group of scientific research madmen in the Walter Alheim did not give gifts in their clothes, they will be in the room if they are not complete. Surprises on equipment.

He is still deeply impressed by the limited edition ppk of the aircraft gun modified by Toyama Masashi once used by the equipment department.

"There is a high probability that there is none." Chu Zihang also understood Su Ting's thoughts very well, "In fact, there are not many equipments that need to be used in action."

His Murasame was leaning against the table. This long knife, which was not shaped like a sword but more like a sacrificial vessel, was essentially a high-level alchemy weapon created by this Taoist master at some point.

Legend has it that after beheading the enemy with this famous knife, it will condense the water mist in the air to wash away the remaining blood on the blade, which is strange and beautiful.

"Su Ting, have you ever killed a chicken?"

Chu Zihang opened his mouth, and for some reason suddenly mentioned this very rural question.

"Brother, of course I can see blood." Su Ting shrugged, "Do you have no confidence in me by asking me so obliquely?"

"So, do you still remember how you felt on the training ground that day?" Chu Zihang didn't smile, but Su Ting could see a smile in his brown-black eyes.

This sentence made Su Ting wake up, and the murderous aura released by Chu Zihang on the training ground made Su Ting feel as if he was really facing an assassination.

The blade has been veneered, there is no chatting or joking between the killer and the slain, it only takes a second to tell the difference between life and death, the blade scrapes across the neck and the head falls to the ground, blood is sprayed wantonly.

That was the real moment of truth.

"Don't be soft-hearted, don't keep your hands, you can release the language when you can. I have a hunch that this mission will not be easy." Chu Zihang stared at Su Ting and said, "Because of you and me. "

"It sounds like a braggart, but I remember it." Su Ting nodded solemnly, "So will the academy distribute cold weapons to me? I haven't figured out what to use yet."

"Dangerous hybrids are almost all things that have lost their humanity. Under their human skin are bloodthirsty and crazy monsters. No matter how twisted things they do, they will not be surprised." Chu Zihang shook his head lightly. He said softly, but the meaning contained in the words was as cold as iron, "Don't... treat them as human beings again."

(End of this chapter)

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