Isn't It Normal to Blow Up the World with a Little Exercise?

Wearing a police uniform, the sharp-eyed dragon girl looked at the record in her hand.

"That's right? It should be here."

"Who called the police?"

"Old Chen! He called the police."

A tall ghost girl who also wore a police uniform walked over with a man from the Filin tribe.

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Looking at the mentally unstable man from the Filin tribe in front of him, Chen felt something was wrong with this case.

"Didn't you say that there was an explosion here before?"

"Why is there nothing now?"

Hearing Chen's questioning to him, this man from the Filin tribe also looked a little dazed.

"I... I saw with my own eyes that the sudden explosion directly blasted this place apart!"

As he spoke, the excited man even made gestures with his hands.

"Then why is there nothing here now?"

Just when Chen asked what happened next, a look of disbelief appeared in the man's eyes.

"But after that! I saw the ruins created by the explosion change back like time!"

"It's like turning back time!"

Perhaps he also understood how unbelievable what he said, and this man also deliberately emphasized the backward time twice.

"..."

At this point, Chen even wondered if this case was an oolong case.

"It's been confirmed. The confessions of the pedestrians nearby are basically consistent with what he said."

At this time, a tall female police officer with a sharp horn on the top of her head walked into the alley.

"Hoshiguma, have you confirmed it? You know, such an explosion in the urban area is not a small case."

"Well, I made the transcript myself."

"..."

After pondering for a while, Chen then looked at the man from the Filin tribe again.

"Were there any other anomalies here before the explosion?"

Startled by Chen's question, the man was silent for a while, and then intermittently spoke out what he had seen.

"I've seen a van walk in."

"But I didn't see the car coming out. It should have gone out from the other side."

"..."

This doesn't prove anything.

But speaking of terrorist attacks, Chen suddenly remembered the recent riots of infected people in Chernobog.

Then, I heard that the recent integration movements have drawn their attention to Longmen.

"Hoshiguma, take someone to collect the team, go back and make a more formal record for him, and then see if you can remember the license plate of the car that entered this alley."

"What about you, Old Chen?"

"I'll take a look."

Hearing this, Hoshiguma nodded knowingly.

"Since this is the case, Old Chen, you should be more careful by yourself."

"Ah."

After watching the police car from the Security Bureau leave in a mighty manner, Chen stood there for a long time in a daze, and then picked up Chi Xiao from his waist.

This sword, at this moment, is exuding a scarlet light for some reason.

This light seemed to swallow everything around it.

"The urge to get out of the sheath is almost irresistible. This is really the first time I have seen this kind of situation."

Looking at Chi Xiao who was about to turn his face red, Chen suddenly recalled what his uncle, Wei Yanwu, the supreme governor of Longmen, had said to him.

The nearest slum kiln will be a mess.

"The Poor Kiln? Anyway, let's go there and have a look."

There was inexplicable worry in Chen's tone, and he didn't know who he was worried about, or what he was worried about?

At this moment, somewhere in the slums' kiln, walking on the street where the weeds were poking through the floor, Fu Lin and Jibril had already given themselves a brand new attire.

Both of them were covered by a black robe, covering all their features.

This is the first time Fu Lin has changed his image.

The main reason is that Jibril's clothes are so conspicuous that her every move seems out of place with this poor kiln.

Such people are like lights in the entire poor kiln.

And recently, due to the invasion of the integration movement, the entire poor kiln was infiltrated cleanly, causing everyone here, whether infected or non-infected, to fall into a subtle chaos.

Unique makeup is extremely easy to be spotted by others, and completely hiding oneself can also play a more concealing role than usual.

Because there are a lot of people like this in the poor kiln.

"My lord, we've been here for so long, when can we start looking for someone?"

Jibril was wrapped in a black robe, because of her wings and halo, even with clothes blocking her view, the protruding top of her head and back made her look a little weird.

"Isn't this what you're looking for?"

"Oh? Are you looking for it?"

Jibril, who was following behind Fu Lin, paused, then looked around.

All around, there are only poor people with blank eyes, ragged clothes and infected people.

Plus a couple of orphans picking up trash at most.

Isn't this kind of place that my master accidentally saw here while walking around?

"When?"

"I'm looking for orphaned children from slums and following them for a while."

"See if we can find their stronghold."

"Young... child?"

Having said this, Jibril scratched her head in embarrassment.

"It seems to be ah?"

"So, don't just think about fighting and killing in your mind, put your mind on other things."

"Maybe you will find other interests besides fighting."

For Fu Lin's nagging, Jibril could only respond by acting cute.

"Hehe~"

For this, Fu Lin could only express helplessness.

Afterwards, Fu Lin looked at the sky, but found that the time before the sun set was imminent.

"We have to hurry up, take advantage of the time to go home, and try to search all of this area before dark."

Just when Fu Lin was about to speed up, in his field of vision, he suddenly found many pedestrians in white robes and masks passing by him in a hurry.

I am too familiar with this familiar outfit. In the game, I have to kill [-] such guys every day to complete the daily task.

"Integration Movement?"

Upon hearing this name, Jibril, who was a little drowsy, regained her spirits for a while.

She remembered the name, it was an organization she knew in Rhodes Island before, she didn't ask much about the specific situation, but Jibril still remembered clearly that this organization was the enemy.

enemy?

If you say this, I won't be sleepy!

"I'm going to get them all..."

Jibril didn't say all the rest of the words, but made a gesture of wiping her neck on purpose.

"..."

It seemed that what I had just taught her was all in vain.

Helpless, Fu Lin had no choice but to hold down the restless Xiaoji's head with one hand.

"No, we can't touch them until they do something crazy."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't have anything to talk to about Bonebreaker."

"Ah~?"

In this regard, Jibril's interest could only be forced to shrink.

"But it's fine."

"It doesn't look like they came to hang out in the slums. They should be looking for Misha's integration movement. Follow them and you should be able to find Misha."

Looking at the group of white robes who had gone away, Fu Lin once again looked at Jibril behind him.

"Let's go."

Regarding this, Jibril dared not have any opinion.

"Ok!"