after being marked

Some of the Alphas lay unconscious on stretchers, some staggered and were supported by others, all of them were hanged, and they could feel the tragic situation at that time through the screen.

"It looks serious," Wieland said.

In order to compete for Omega, the Alphas fought and completely let themselves go.

"Has there been any statistics on the number of casualties?" This question was asked of Oren.

Oren continued: "As far as I know, two Alphas have been confirmed to have died on the spot, and others have also suffered considerable injuries."

"Wait, this person already has a partner." Wei Lan pointed to the person who was carried into the ambulance in the upper left corner of the screen.Although the picture flashed by, he would not admit his mistake.

Frye also saw it, and his expression became serious: "The marked AO will not be affected by other people's pheromones. Is it the effect of the drug?"

Oren nodded, then recalled that the people in the back row couldn't see his movements, and said, "That's right, Alphas with partners are also affected, this should be the effect of the drug ingredients, but it's not obvious to Omega and Beta Effect."

"It was very targeted," Frye said.

"Well, we have reason to suspect that this was a planned attack."

Oren's tone was full of worry. He wanted to know who planned the riot more than finding out who marked Miss Sadley.

"Head, it seems difficult to get through." The driver interrupted their conversation.

The headquarters building of the investigation team was in sight, but they were blocked by crowds.

Oren asked, "What's going on?"

The driver left the steering wheel with both hands, made a helpless gesture, and pointed forward.I saw dense crowds of people blocking the way to the office building.Most held tiny video cameras in their hands.

--reporter.

Such a big event happened in the Margerui clubhouse, and the victims were heroes and soldiers who had just returned from the battlefield.Places, people, events, any one of these three things will be heavyweight news, let alone the combination of the three.After hearing the news, there were hundreds if not thousands of media reporters, and many more were on their way—it was just that they didn’t expect so many people to block the entrance of the Investigation Bureau.

"What should I do? I can't get around it." The driver didn't say anything the whole time, but now he revealed his true nature when he opened his mouth. "Why are these people blocking our door when they're full? Isn't that affecting our business?"

Oren had a headache: "The news has been spread several times, and I don't know how far it has been exaggerated."

"Come closer, let's go," Fry said.

"Go over? They are more likely to swarm you when they see you." After all, the Marshal himself is the topic of conversation.

"Do as I say."

The reporters who had been waiting at the gate of the Investigation Bureau all morning were still in high spirits, and someone in the crowd uttered an exclamation: "Someone is coming!"

All the reporters looked around as if they had made an appointment, and finally locked their eyes on a car.

The car door was pushed open from the inside, and Oren appeared awkwardly in everyone's eyes.

The expectant eyes of the reporters immediately turned to disappointment. Just as they were about to turn around and continue squatting at the gate of the Bureau of Investigation, the car door opened again, and the highly recognizable face of Marshal Keninley was exposed in everyone's sight.

The crowd fell into an eerie silence for a few seconds, and then, as if a switch was suddenly pressed, the reporters all raised their cameras, ran over with excitement, and then stopped about three meters away from the target person. All of them had flushed faces and staring eyes, revealing the standard demeanor of fans.

By the time Weilan appeared, someone was already screaming uncontrollably.

Standing side by side with two pairs of long legs, the entire group of reporters was boiling.

Ahhh, it was really worth it to wait all morning!

Ahhh, the first time the male gods are in the same frame!

Like Moses dividing the sea, the two arrived at their destination unimpeded all the way.The three members of the investigation team followed behind like three quails. They walked for a short distance and were very tired.

The reporters who finally woke up from the beauty exploded.

"Didn't you say that the suspect is going to be interrogated? Why are the Marshal and the Major General here!"

"I'm here to assist in the investigation. After all, the impact of this incident is very bad. It is normal for a heavyweight to preside over the overall situation."

"This is too heavyweight!"

"So where's the suspect?"

……

The "suspect" Vilan was taken into the interrogation room as soon as he entered the door, and Frye was stopped outside.

The interrogation room of the Bureau of Investigation is not a pleasant place. In the center of the monotonous cool-colored room, there is a long table and a few nondescript chairs.

Weilan was wearing a high-end suit with exquisite workmanship, and he sat there casually, which was a textbook-style high-cold sitting posture.

After Oren took him to the interrogation room, he left, probably to contact a special interrogation expert.

After a while, the door opened, and a thin man walked in.

"It's been a long time, Major General Gals." The man's voice was a little hoarse, and it didn't sound very pleasant.

Vilan glanced over quickly.This is a very ordinary man, wearing an ordinary uniform with no distinctive features, his appearance is so ordinary that he can't be found after being thrown into the crowd.

Wei Lan had no intention of exchanging pleasantries with others, and said straight to the point: "If you have any questions, just ask, and I will fully cooperate with your investigation."

The interrogation expert smiled. It seemed that his vocal cords had been damaged, and his laughter was harsher than ordinary people's.

He asked a very strange question: "Have you heard of Potion X?"

Wei Lan frowned, and shook his head after going through his mind.

"Pharmaceutical X is a failure. It doesn't even have a chance to leave the laboratory. Compared with the inducer that can make Alpha go into a frenzy, its function is a little simpler."

It has to be said that the interrogator not only had a gloomy voice, but also had a strange expression on his face.