I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"What's the situation now? Is it a mess up there?"

Fu Er said to Hartz gloatingly.

"Don't mention it. Ever since you submitted that... it's called NO.15, right? As soon as you submitted his imprinting record, things immediately became chaotic. Tell me honestly whether you did it on purpose."

"Where is there~"

Fu Er stirred his coffee and said with a smirk on his face.

"It's impossible for me to conceal my investigation records. If anything comes out of the investigation, the higher authorities will know something~"

"You-"

Hartz felt quite helpless, how could that kind and sunny young man become so sinister now.

As soon as he found out the information, he submitted it immediately. He was even afraid that others wouldn't know about it, so he specifically named the other party as a hero who was born to circumvent Alaya's miracle restrictions.

The result was also obvious. The federation immediately had a completely different attitude towards the handling of No. 15.

One party believes that this is a precious special sample that must be studied, while the other party believes that this is an existence that harms the current [Hero] system, but it must also be studied in order to repair the loopholes.

All in all, it is no longer the half-baked bait it once was, a bait that might be discarded at any time just to catch the mastermind behind the scenes.

"So, are you serious? No. 15 really bypassed Alaya's restrictions?"

Hartz looked at the other party in confusion and asked.

As [Heroes], or as controllers of [Miracles], they know better than anyone else that the abilities they can use now ultimately rely on Alaya's gift.

In other words, it is through Alaya that they can perform miracles and exert the power to distort the world. All heroes' abilities are controlled by Alaya and can be eliminated at any time.

But now, a special case has emerged, which is interesting.

"Of course I'm serious!"

Fuer shrugged his shoulders and said matter-of-factly.

"Seriously fooling them."

"…………"

Hartz looked at Ful with an expression like "Oyster grease?"

"Don't look at me like that. Don't panic. How could I have such confidence in myself? Of course I had to confirm it with the director."

"Chief?"

Fu'er waved his hand and said.

"Yes, before I submitted the report, I contacted the director and got a key piece of information."

"what's the message?"

"NO.15 does have a miracle and an engraving, and he is indeed in a wonderful state. The miracle has been contained in his body, and the engraving has been given to him. However, before he could reveal the miracle, he had already lost himself again."

"Can it still be like this?"

Hartz was stunned.

"Is it complete? Has it changed? Has it completely changed? What kind of operation is this?"

"Yeah, I'm curious too."

Fu'er also felt helpless.

"Can he really still be considered a hero?"

The question is back to where it started.

Fu Er believed that he had experienced fighting side by side with various heroes so many times that he could understand the ideals and beliefs of these heroes. No matter what their preferences are, they are all people worthy of their respect and teammates they absolutely trust.

But the situation is different now. The other party has miracles and engravings, but they don't know if the current No. 15 still has the power to control these forces that can distort the world?

What's more, based on the results obtained from previous inquiries, regardless of the other party's unstable mental state.

"Failure", "waste", "abandonment", "mistake", these are the words that come from the subconscious feedback brought by the fragmented memory fragments. How do you think that the other party definitely did not experience anything good during the experiment ten years ago.

However, Fu'er was unwilling to just crucify the opponent's nature at will.

He cannot be so indifferent as to regard a "life" as a consumable.

So after a brief communication with the director, he reported the information he asked about with embarrassment.

Anyway, it is causing headaches for the federal superiors, and the superiors of the administration are helping themselves to deceive people.

And judging from the director's subtle attitude, Fu'er suspected that the other party was still fishing.

There are no problems within the Bureau, the Atlas Institute has the director's backing, and the containment agency and the expedition team don't seem to have participated too much in this investigation mission. So the one who is under suspicion must be the Federation.

Anyway, the Federation knows everything, and it won’t take more than a day or two to carry out the purge.

There will always be a few bastards who need a good education.

"By the way, what are you here for? Aren't you still under investigation?"

Recalling that Harts, who suddenly came to his place, had not yet said the purpose of his trip, Ful asked subconsciously.

"Because the investigation is over. Among the abandoned laboratories in that part, there are only 4 laboratories that have found valuable information. There is none in the part I investigated. There are even a few that were completely empty after I entered them. There is not even a disaster that is used to vent one’s anger.”

"And in three of the four laboratories, the information found is too difficult for the investigators to call it clues. I'm afraid it won't be useful unless Holmes comes."

"And the most important information is the one you found. In other words, NO.15."

"No matter what, since they left the life of No. 15, then the existence of No. 15 must be meaningful to them."

"So, as the biggest contributor to finding him, you are under special care~"

"Special attention? Do you think the federation looks like it's paying special attention to me? I haven't even seen a single document and report compiled in this laboratory. I'm afraid it's not the special attention that prevents me from continuing to understand."

Fu'er sneered, then shook his head and said.

"Forget it, they wouldn't be the Federation if they weren't cowardly. Although I know that this method of separated information investigation is conducive to the non-spread of key information, when I am in the investigation environment, this kind of question can't help me. It still feels so fucked up that I can’t ask.”

"So, I've got something good for you -"

Hartz blinked and said with a mysterious face while unzipping his windbreaker jacket.

"You look like...you are like an unscrupulous vendor selling pirated CDs under the Erli Bridge..."

The corners of Fu Er's mouth twitched and he complained.

"I just asked you if you want it!"

Hartz handed over a USB flash drive.

Fu'er took the USB flash drive, looked at this simple gadget, and asked curiously.

"You still use this? This is the first time I've seen you."

"It just looks like a USB flash drive."

Hartz said as he stood up.

"Are you ready to go?"

Fu'er asked as he watched Hartz stand up.

"I'm just sending you something by the way. I also need to evaluate the current status of NO.15 for the administration. By the way, I heard that he doesn't like to talk much. You are one of the few people who are familiar with him and can chat for a few words. Yes, why don't you come with me?"

"Now?"

Fu'er looked at the "U disk" that the other party had just given to him.

"You should read it slowly later, it's quite informative."

"Okay, let's go then."

Fu Er nodded.