Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 41 Ghoul Police

"Ivan Ruger?" Hearing this name, Elizabeth first searched the name in her mind and found that this person was not in her profile.

"What special ability does this reporter have that deserves the mayor's attention?" Elizabeth would naturally agree without knowing it.

Ross said with a smile: "I think he is a very special talent, so I am ready to harvest my subordinates, but he seems to have just arrived in Arkham, and I don't know much about his past and identity."

"Oh?" Elizabeth suddenly became interested when she heard this. She was a little curious about what kind of talent could attract Ross's attention.

"There is no need to have direct contact with him, I just want to know about his past experience, family, and whether he has joined some special organizations," Low asked.

After hearing this, Elizabeth sighed: "It's difficult to investigate such a detailed situation with just one name. The difficulty is very high."

Saying this is nothing more than an attempt to extort a benefit.

However, Ross's next sentence made her almost vomit blood.

"If all this is difficult, what kind of secret agent leader are you! Her Majesty's level of employment is worrying! For a secret agent leader, such a simple investigation is actually difficult?"

Loss had a smile on his face but not a smile, and sighed yin and yang in his mouth: "It's really getting worse in the world!"

"I..." Elizabeth blushed suddenly, she stood up suddenly and was about to start cursing, but the words were all in her throat, and then she swallowed them back.

"Elegance! Be elegant! Elizabeth! You now represent Her Majesty's face!" Elizabeth forced herself to hint.

Ross said with a smile: "For a military intelligence department that has control of the entire empire's intelligence network, investigating an ordinary reporter should be a matter of one sentence, right? This is the ability and resources that a queen's cronies should have!"

Looking at Ross's flat appearance, after grinding her teeth, Elizabeth turned around abruptly and said, "The information will be given to you tomorrow."

After speaking, he walked away without looking back.

boom!

Just a few seconds after going out, Ross heard a heavy crash.

Turning his head to look, he found that Elizabeth, like a tigress, smashed the big black iron gate of his house with one punch.

Los opened the window and said loudly: "The big iron gate of my house is a family heirloom, worth 20 rosar."

"Go grab it!" Across the courtyard wall, Elizabeth's irritable voice came, accompanied by the roar of the car's engine, and left along Peabody Avenue.

After Elizabeth left, Carrington asked curiously, "Master, is this woman reliable?"

"At least for now."

Ross added meaningfully: "When they are unreliable, they will find that they can't live without us."

It was a very quiet night. The arrival of the army put the entire city of Arkham into a state of martial law, and it also supplemented the security problems caused by the loss of the police.

This is also what Ross desperately needs. At this time tomorrow, the police force that belongs only to him has been fully formed.

The next morning, the citizens rushed to the city hall as soon as possible, wanting to see what happened next. After all, what happened yesterday was too big and too tragic.

In this era when communication is not very developed, we can only go to the scene to see the situation.

"These cultists are really hateful, I really hope the mayor kills them all!" The teenager Rum squeezed his fists in the crowd and said with shining eyes.

Debbie the tomboy whispered, "Don't underestimate those cults and gangs. I heard from my parents before that the previous mayor also cleaned up, but they all ended in failure."

"This time is different! I trust this mayor! I can feel the strength in his words!"

"Children know shit! What happened to the city government this time has already shown that those cults can't be provoked." Said the middle-aged man with a beard.

"The city government is the symbol of a city. People are making trouble here. It's no different from stepping on the mayor's face and pooping!" Nose bloody smell.

The middle-aged man said with an intoxicated look: "What is the mayor or not, as long as there is alcohol, I don't care if the city is destroyed."

Those cults and gangs have controlled the vast majority of the bottom people through blood and alcohol.

"What an idiot!" Rum scolded in a low voice.

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On the other side, Arkham Sanatorium.

The brewing in the underground space is still going on. On the side, according to the order of the pots, the senior ghouls headed by Jike have already put on their clothes and stood neatly aside, like soldiers waiting for the inspection by the chief.

In one night, two pots were boiled, and twenty high-level ghouls were produced again. Now there are still two hours before the third pot is ready.

Looking at this group of sturdy men with cold faces, Ross nodded with satisfaction. This is a group of high-level ghouls of at least level 20, which is enough to easily stabilize the current public security problems in the central area.

"Master!" Seeing Ross walk in, everyone knelt down and saluted at the same time.

Ross said: "From today, you are reborn, and now you have nothing to do with your previous life."

"Your next goal is to become the police of Arkham City, to maintain the law and order of Arkham City and the safety of the citizens for me, understand?"

"Follow your orders! Great master!" the crowd exclaimed.

"In addition, you can live on normal food, and no cannibalism is allowed."

After the admonition, Ross turned to look at Kurvin: "What about the IDs of these people?"

Curvin nodded and said, "Darryl and Dr. Morsi are preparing, and they are expected to be all processed this afternoon."

"Including birth certificates, ID cards, graduation certificates, as well as relevant police qualification certificates and gun licenses."

"Very good, take them out to reintegrate into the world of normal people first, and gather at the police station after the documents are issued."

"understand!"

Then Ross left directly, and then he had some other things to connect with the army, the most important of which was naturally the seizure and arrest of the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce.

After Ross left, Lilith looked at the ghouls and warned: "You must be clear about why you have gained such powerful power, remember your identity, you are the master's faithful servants, and what you need to maintain is also It's just the order the master wants, you know?"

A group of ghouls nodded, and Jike, who took the lead, looked respectful and said in a serious tone: "Lord Lilith, don't worry, we are very clear about our identity and what we need to do."

These ghouls still maintain human thoughts and feelings, not into monsters without feelings.

This is also what Ross wants. He doesn't want to turn this place into a cold monster city.

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(End of this chapter)