Being a policeman in American manga, every day is a holiday

After waiting for more than half an hour.

Zhao Hao finally waited until the guard team was transferred.

Watching the guards leave, he immediately entered the elevator shaft, then grabbed the cable and descended.

Yes, he didn't take the elevator because he knew that the elevator required fingerprints and ID to go down.

But he didn't have time to waste on this, so it was most convenient and quick to just grab the cable and go down.

After half an hour, he finally reached the bottom.

This time he recorded the distance carefully.

This place is about fifty kilometers away from the ground.

It's buried deep enough, and I don't know how these weird things were dug out.

Because he was invisible, the surrounding guards did not notice him, so he kept moving on the ceiling.

Soon, he passed through one laboratory after another and saw a large number of residual limbs of life in the real world, as well as newcomers who were preparing to be trained to become deceivers.

It seems that this is also the place where those witch masters were born.

After more than ten minutes, he finally found the gate of the leader of City No. 7.

Because this is the only one with a retro-style gate, and there are no guards outside the gate.

He was about to verify his guess.

If this place is indeed the same as Base 7, then it means that the Heart of Dimension may be a conspiracy.

If it's different, it might just be a coincidence.

After arriving at the door, he pushed the door open decisively without any hesitation.

When he got here, he was no longer afraid of disturbing these weird things.

The reason why I was so cautious before was just because I was afraid that the people inside would escape.

"squeak…"

As the door was pushed open, he saw darkness inside.

But under his eyesight, it was the same as during the day.

He saw the old man in the center of the hall, as well as the tentacles spread on the ground and the murals on the walls.

Sure enough, he is the same as the leader of City No. 7.

How could this be?

Is it really a conspiracy!

At this time, the strange old man in the middle opened his eyes and looked out of the door doubtfully.

"Who's outside?"

After a while, the strange old man found that there was no reply, and suddenly showed a solemn expression.

"who is it!"

Soon, the tentacles on the ground took off one after another and arrived outside the gate.

But he still didn't feel a single figure.

"Is it weird?"

Thinking of this, the strange old man's expression immediately changed and he quickly pressed the alarm button.

The siren of "ding bell bell..." immediately sounded throughout the headquarters.

A large number of guards, armed with guns and weapons, as well as tricksters, all came running towards this side.

Of course, Zhao Hao looked indifferent to this.

In his eyes, these strange things were not threatening at all.

If it weren't for the rules of the weird world, he could have destroyed this place by himself.

After thinking about it, he simply showed up.

"Hello."

Upon hearing this voice, the strange old man immediately turned his head and looked behind him.

Because he never felt anyone behind him.

Is it really weird?

Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw a strange figure covered in black and full of tentacles.

"Go to hell!"

The next second, the strange old man mobilized all his strength and attacked Zhao Hao.

But Zhao Hao just stood there, completely ignoring the opponent's attack, and said calmly: "Give up, you can't be killed.

I think you should understand.

and…"

Having said this, he looked calmly at the shadow that appeared outside the door.

"If you don't want all your men to die, just ask them to retreat."

Hearing this, the strange old man's whole body was shaken.

But having dealt with real life for many years, he naturally knew that the other party was telling the truth.

After all, every one of these beings who can come here is a powerful person, and there is no weak one.

Thinking of this, he gave up the attack, and then shouted to the outside: "Everyone, stand down!"

After saying that, he closed the door with his tentacles.

As the room fell into silence again, Zhao Hao understood in his heart that although the other party had the same role as the leader of City No. 7, his personality was different.

The leader of Base 7 is more cold-blooded and can kill his subordinates without hesitation.

But the guy in front of him cherished the lives of his men even more, and did not use the lives of his men to test his own strength.

At this time, the weird old man said: "Okay, tell me what's going on!"

"Do you know about those corpses?"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Hao pointed to the mural on the wall.

He wanted to know whether the corpses in City No. 7 were found only in Base No. 7, or whether they were also found here.

When the strange old man heard this, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

"You know these bodies? Where are they?"

Looking at the other party's solemn look, Zhao Hao guessed that the other party didn't know.

It seems that the leader of City No. 7 has a big secret.

"If you can answer a few questions for me, I will tell you about a corpse I know."

Hearing this, the strange old man's expression changed, and he was obviously very complicated.

After a while, he said: "Okay, you can ask if you have any questions."

Zhao Hao's finger was still pointing to the murals on the wall and asked: "How many murals are there in total?"

"As far as I know, there are nine in total."

"Where are the seventh, eighth and ninth paintings?"

When he heard the question, the strange old man had a true expression on his face.

"The seventh one is in the central library, the eighth one is in the mayor's collection, and the ninth one is in..."

At this point, he suddenly changed the topic and continued: "To be fair, you tell me where the body is first. I'm talking about where the ninth painting is."

Zhao Hao nodded indifferently and said, "The body is under the headquarters in City No. 7."

The other party's life is in his hands, so of course he is not afraid of the other party regretting it.

However, he is not a bad person and will not do anything treacherous.

When the strange old man heard this, he fell silent for a moment.

Apparently he was still digesting the news.

"No wonder that guy never comes to every party..."

After a while, he raised his head and said calmly: "The ninth painting is at the headquarters of Base No. 1. It is also the only place where the things you want are recorded in detail. It is also the only one in the world. Vice mural.”

Hearing this, Zhao Hao's expression changed slightly.

He felt that he had been deceived by that Karulai.

The other party must know the news about the ninth picture, so he is so determined to stay at the No. 1 base.

And he came to Base No. 4 stupidly.

Thinking of this, he immediately walked out the door.

"If you don't want to die, don't mess with me."

After saying that, he put on the invisibility cloak again and opened the door.

There was a large group of guards and conspirators outside the door. They looked at the opened door with wary expressions.

"Chief, are you okay?"

"Chief, did something happen?"

"Chief, are you in good health?" It seems that these weird people are quite convinced by the weird old man, and their faces are full of concern.

Zhao Hao then reached the ceiling and walked outside.

As long as these weird things don't notice him and don't provoke him, there is no need for him to go on a killing spree.

He felt more and more that these strange-looking beings were actually another kind of life.

"I'm fine. Please step back. Don't go out recently."

A strange old man's voice came from behind.

It seemed that the other party really cared about his men and specifically asked them not to go out, probably because they were afraid of meeting him.

After a while, he came to the elevator entrance and flew upwards.

……

The next day soon came.

In base seven.

Through the continuous sacrifices of his men, the leader of the base finally found Dr. Shana.

But at this time, Dr. Shana had turned into a stone statue, completely losing his vitality.

When the leader saw this, his face was very solemn.

"Weird! I know you understand what I say, and I have something to cooperate with you on!"

When the strange guards around him heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.

Cooperating with Weird is the biggest taboo in this world. How dare the leader speak like this.

However, before the guards could react, the leader's expression became grim and he controlled his tentacles to shoot out.

The sound of "Puff puff..." kept ringing.

Soon, all the dozen guards around him died.

He didn't care at all about the death of these guards. After all, City No. 7 had a population of tens of millions, so if a few died, they would be recruited later.

But the strangeness he expected did not appear.

So he put away all his tentacles and slowly stood up from the wheelchair.

"Don't you want to know about the mural?"

As soon as he said these words, a stone head appeared on the ground.

The other party actually felt it when he fell into Zhao Hao's hands.

But because he was weak at that time, he kept pretending to be dead.

But now that he heard the news about the mural, his true identity was immediately revealed.

When the leader saw this, he smiled slightly.

Sure enough, no one could resist the temptation of that thing.

……

In the underground passage of Base 1.

"Ding, the train is arriving soon. All passengers please stay away from the yellow line."

As the radio sounded, Zhao Hao slowly opened his eyes.

Sitting in the cargo carriage, he immediately stepped off the high-speed train and walked out along the strange crowd.

Last night, he went to the mayor's house in City No. 4 to see the eighth painting.

He has roughly discovered the location of the Heart of Dimension.

Right in the tombstone of a star.

Yes, that dimensional heart was regarded as a burial object of a certain existence by that strong man.

But which star still needs to be determined.

So one has to look at the last painting to determine the location.

After walking out of the platform, he looked up and found that City No. 1 was indeed different from other cities.

City No. 7 and City No. 4 are basically high-rise buildings, which are largely repetitive and have no characteristics.

But most of the houses here are low-rise, and all kinds of strange customs can be seen on the streets.

For example, there are some weird ones wearing strange costumes, and some weird ones singing and dancing, etc.

The folk customs in other cities tend to be urban, but here they are more ethnic-specific.

"Boom..."

At this time, an explosion sounded in the distance.

Seeing this, the weird people around him immediately packed up their things and ran quickly to the nearby air raid shelter.

"This is the second explosion today."

"Yeah, it's been getting more and more weird lately."

“I don’t know when these weird things will be completely eradicated.”

"Who knows, but there are more and more weird things lately."

"I don't know if this is the right time."

Seeing the weird people avoiding and complaining, Zhao Hao felt depressed.

Maybe, in front of their eyes, everything is weirdly wrong.

But who knows, they should have been exterminated in the last era.

They become like this just to avoid being exterminated.

But according to what they said, it seems that Base No. 1 is also very lively.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao ran quickly towards the explosion.

Because of rule one, he couldn't fly, so he could only run quickly.

Ten minutes later, he arrived at the scene and saw a group of conspirators.

These controllers replaced their own bodies with real life limbs, and then used various energies to fight continuously.

The person being besieged by them was a man with red skin all over his body.

The opponent has a pair of long horns on his head, and the skin on his body is like rock.

Zhao Hao happened to know this race and had encountered it before. It was the Hongyan tribe.

At the same time, because they have double horns, they are also called demons by some people.

But they are also different from the demons in hell.

The Red Rocks are kinder by nature and are almost vegetarian.

This strong man from the Red Rock Clan is probably planet-level in strength, and he can only barely resist these crafty masters.

I have to say that the tricksters in this world are quite unique.

Use the limbs of life in the real world, drive them with a special strange force, and then use the power of the original owner of the residual limbs.

There are those that breathe fire, those that freeze, those that use lightning, and those that control strong winds.

The power of various attributes suppressed the strong man of the Red Rock Tribe who could only use the power of rock, and he was almost breathless.

After a while, the strong man from the Red Rock Clan suddenly crashed into the ground and then disappeared underground.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding tricksters immediately rushed to the ground, preparing to chase after him.

But Zhao Hao, who was careful, discovered that some of the tricksters began to stop, and then showed pain on their faces.

Some novice tricksters would immediately step forward to help these people remove their real-life stumps.

Obviously, the residual limbs of real life are constantly affecting them, and even assimilating them.

And this assimilation is getting more and more serious, and in the end it may even be completely replaced.

This is also the reason why the trickster has become the most dangerous profession.

Just when Zhao Hao was about to leave, he heard a scream.

"what!"

Turning around to look, he found a trickster holding his thigh and screaming in pain, and there were several novice tricksters surrounding him.

Is it about to get out of control?

As soon as Zhao Hao thought of this, he saw veins sprouting from the thighs of the weirdo master, twisting like earthworms, and then entering the weirdo master's body, constantly sucking the weird body.

But from a strange perspective, it was the strange thighs on the Trickster's thighs that suddenly stretched out black things, extending into the Trickster's body.

"Ah! Weirdness! So many weirdnesses!"

At this time, the controller seemed to have changed into the perspective of life in the universe. He looked at his former companions around him and made a horrified sound.

"Go to hell! Weird! Go to hell all of them!"

After roaring, the Trickster launched an attack on his former companion. (End of chapter)