Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 710 Incoming Calls
Ulan returned to this familiar place again.

This reminded him of ten years ago, when they returned from the "outside", what greeted them was not heroic treatment, but such a small room, where more than seven psychological evaluation tests were performed every day, and then They will be sent to stay in a cell-like room, although the facilities inside are still complete, but they cannot leave the room until the counterintelligence department approves it.

The Coalition Government claims that these psychological assessments are to ensure that they do not suffer from PTSD so that they can reintegrate into society better, but in fact those who have been assessed know that it is to silence them about what is happening "outside".

"Mr. Ulan."

The counterintelligence guys are always polite, they never try to make things difficult for you, they only get in the way behind your back.

At least Ulan thought so.

His psychological evaluation at that time lasted for more than three months.

"We called up your information and found that you had done similar behavior more than ten years ago."

The counterintelligence agent said.

Almost everyone in the Terrorist Mobile Squad has been sent to prison because of cyber mental illness. Most of them killed people randomly on the street, but Ulan was different. The first time he was identified as mentally ill was in When counterintelligence is under investigation.

He secretly planned a "prison break" operation, instigated his comrades to launch a riot, escape here by force, and made public what the coalition government did to them and the "outside". During the long-term foreign war, he and some of his comrades developed an amazing tacit understanding, and they only needed some hidden gestures to convey each other's thoughts.

At that time, Ulan was almost on the verge of success.

If it wasn't for the relative of one of his comrades-in-arms who worked in the counterintelligence department and leaked the secret in advance to avoid a bloody killing, a major case that shocked the entire coalition government might have occurred at that time.

"I'm curious, Mr. Ulan, have you never reflected on whether there is a problem with your thinking over the years, or have you never really returned from the battlefield?"

"I've been reflecting and I've always regretted what happened back then."

Ulan's sincere tone stunned the detectives sitting across from him. The report they received just now was not like this. The report said that the person in front of him was inciting other members of the Terrorist Mobile Squad and instilling in them some information that was not conducive to the coalition government. idea.

With his experience and relationships in the Terrorist Mobile Squad, he might be able to convince a group of people to vote with him in the end.

But since he came to the counterintelligence department, his cooperation has been beyond expectations.

"Is this your truth?"

"It's true, honestly, whenever I look back on my reckless behavior, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for discovering and stopping that riot in time."

The agent took a deep look at Ulan, trying to see the flaws in his sincere expression.

But he was doomed.

Because these are Ulan's true feelings.

At that time, he obviously still lacked understanding of prosthetic body implantation technology. They were sent to the "outside" battlefield as soon as they completed the prosthetic body implantation, and even many functions of the prosthetic body were marginal Discovered during the war, these implants turned them into highly efficient killing machines, but also planted a time bomb in their bodies.

After leaving the counterintelligence department, he felt grateful more than once.

It was a doomed riot, and they might be able to catch off guard and kill a few intelligence agents, but it definitely couldn't last long, because the coalition government would soon deactivate their prosthetics, making them They're paralyzed, and at that point, the Coalition has every reason to lock them up forever or silence them altogether.

Ulan has learned enough lessons from it, and has been working on one thing for the next ten years.

Clear the "brand" of the coalition government from his body.

Fortunately, in the next ten years, the prosthetic body technology has developed by leaps and bounds. Their batch of military-grade prosthetic bodies, especially the most important operating system, has become a commodity that even black clinics can get. , those illegal prosthetic doctors finally found a way to remove the "stamp".

But the counterintelligence agent sitting across from him obviously didn't know this.

They probably also thought they could deactivate the prosthetics in his body at any time, leaving him paralyzed.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell."

The phone rang again in Ulan's ear.

He has been receiving calls from unknown sources recently. The person who made the call did not want to be named, but the information about Allman and all other recent deaths was provided by the other party.

This is not a good time.

The counterintelligence department might trace the source of the signal through the phone, and reason told him he shouldn't answer the call, but his instincts prevented him from ignoring the rapid ringing.

"Wait a minute, I need to answer a call, this is very important to me."

After hesitating for a long time, Ulan spoke.

"what are you saying?"

The agent showed a rather confused expression, but the other party's calm tone made him feel a little creepy, "Mr. Ulan, there is no phone here."

When he was brought to the counterintelligence department, Ulan was thoroughly searched, and his mobile phone and other personal items were confiscated and placed outside. According to the data, the batch of military-grade prosthetic bodies they transplanted at that time were not equipped with built-in prosthetics. call system.

After he read Ulan's personal experience, he had an idea.

More than ten years ago, the council ordered them to conduct psychological assessments on returning front-line soldiers out of political considerations, but Ulan may have really suffered from extremely severe cyberpsychosis.

Ulan on the opposite side ignored him, but connected the "phone" in front of the agent.

Those are his handcuffs.

He put the handcuffs to his ears in an almost weird posture.

The familiar voice quickly came from the other end of the "telephone".

"Ulan, you know what you should do now."

"You're running out of time."

"They're going to hurt you."

……

The agent looked at Ulan with a relieved expression, and then the thermal cutting that should have been deactivated easily cut the handcuffs and shackles that bound his hands and feet.

Hot air flowed past his neck.

That was the last information he knew.

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After half an hour.

Jock leaned back in his seat, his eyes serious.

He knew that as soon as he received a call recently, something bad would happen. Just now, he received a report that a member of the Terrorist Mobile Squad had a relapse while undergoing psychological evaluation by the counterintelligence department, and killed several people unexpectedly. He was shot dead on the spot.

Cyber ​​mental illness is not terrible, what is terrible is that his prosthetic body, which should have been banned, can be used normally.

This angered the Minister of Counterintelligence, who had put pressure on the High Council to take full custody of Squad, whose members he now suspects had secretly modified their prosthetics.

The grievances between the two parties have a long history.

When the council formed the terrorist mobile team, the head of the counterintelligence department was a staunch opponent. He believed that the destination of those people should be a dark prison cell, instead of becoming a public official and appearing in front of people majestically.

Now that there is such a big commotion, the counterintelligence department must not be able to swallow this breath, and Joker is also sure that the members of the violent terrorist mobile team will not cooperate with the control investigation.

The atmosphere is tense, and the departments of the two coalition governments may fight at any time, and they are all a group of prosthetic implanters who have transplanted excellent prosthetic bodies and are proficient in killing machines.

The cause of the whole incident points to the recent frequent mob attacks.

Thinking of this, Jock made a call.

It took a long time for the call to be answered, and the other end sounded extremely noisy, as if it was in a downtown area.

From time to time, screams from the crowd and the roar of the armored hover vehicle could be heard, which made Joker suspect that the opponent was not in the first area, but on the battlefield.

"You've gone too far."

These are all the troubles caused by the "expert".

He couldn't understand the other party's bad taste, and he could suppress the matter with a few company employees with no background, but once it turned into a war between the counterintelligence department and the terrorist mobile team, it would be difficult to handle, and they The plans of overhead counterintelligence and SI:[-] would also be completely disrupted.

"You promised not to make too much noise."

"I did say that, but the plans can't keep up with the changes."

The person on the other end of the phone didn't seem to take this matter to heart, she was more focused on admiring the excitement in front of her, "Melissa led a team of people to seal up several black clinics, and all the thugs who resisted were killed Oh, tsk, this city is finally bustling."

"What's your purpose?"

"Purpose? I don't have any special purpose. I just listen to the grievances in people's hearts and give them a helping hand."

That's their code of conduct all along.

In the days when the coalition government defined it as a dark age a few years ago, it was also because of these things that the coalition government was besieged and intercepted.

Therefore, even if it is now in a cooperative relationship with the high-level council in name, "Domination" will not have any good feelings for this city.

The long-prepared psionic storm failed to cause any substantial damage to it, so it planned to return to its old business.

"I'll tell Troian about your actions."

"Please."

"Domination" chuckled, this threat is powerless to it, "But I hope you understand one thing, He is your God, not mine, if there is nothing else, I will hang up the phone, Here comes the most exciting part.”

(End of this chapter)