Chapter 727 Memorial Ceremony

Chen Ke walked forward for a while, and looked down from the edge of the battlement. He could see one side of the stage, where Jie Nienin was reading a script on the stage, and the staff in the backstage were monitoring the status of the sound system in real time.

A guard nearby glanced at Chen Ke, and seemed to have noticed something, and walked towards Chen Ke.

Chen Ke didn't want to get entangled with him, so he pretended not to see him, turned around and walked to the other side, but unexpectedly, the other party shouted: "Hey!"

He stood there and glanced around. There were not many people on the wall, and no one saw him for the time being. If he was fast enough... he should not be noticed if he killed him quickly and threw him under the wall.

"What?" Chen Ke replied.

"Which group are you from?" the guard asked.

"Is it... I stayed on the wall." Chen Ke said perfunctorily.

"Really? So you don't have to follow me in later, um..." The guard seemed to be muttering to himself, and seemed to be muttering.

Chen Ke wanted to leave when he saw this, and the guard grabbed his shoulder at once, and Chen Ke immediately wanted to kill him.

"Wait a minute, I'll follow you in, you can't smoke inside..." the guard said.

"Oh?" Chen Ke was stunned.

"Borrow a light... my lighter is out of oil. I want to smoke a few cigarettes on the wall..." the guard negotiated.

Chen Ke patted his pocket, indicating that he didn't have a lighter either.

"Ah... that's a pity..." the guard shook his head.

"When do you go in?" Chen Ke asked tentatively.

"I'll go in after the speech, and then start preparing for the memorial ceremony." The guard replied.

"Oh." Chen Ke nodded.

The guard turned and left. Chen Ke took a deep breath and saw six people sitting in the room under the floor.

He walked around the box, put the MP5 submachine gun in his hand into the dimensional pocket, went down the small stairs to the second floor of the internal passage of the city wall, and found the small room.

A series of cables were arranged from the door, and a guard in a black suit was sitting on the stool at the door, holding the same MP5 as Chen Ke.

The guns used by the guards on this island are all compact HK-MP5 submachine guns, but with black buttstocks and a red dot scope. It seems that they have not been modified for psychic power, and they all shoot ordinary bullets.

Chen Ke feels that the existence of these people only plays a decorative role. If something really happens, it will be the psychics and professionals who will come forward to deal with it, not to mention that there are witches on the island.

Besides, the Secret Society of Divine Will probably doesn't think that anyone dares to cause trouble on this island.

The suit bodyguard sitting at the door is wearing sunglasses and is just looking at the front of the passage, but when Chen Ke approaches, he finds that he is asleep...

Chen Ke glanced inside the door and found that it was indeed a monitoring room. There were several monitors on the wall, and six people were chatting inside.

"Look... this slut has really long legs and white skin." A guard was watching the surveillance video in the direction of the stage, staring at Zhenenin, as if he was appreciating a work of art.

"Are you fantasizing about her? She is the president of Sura." Another guard joked, and he grabbed an apple on the table and threw it at the guard.

"She is also a Sulu woman. Anyway, she can't hear what I'm saying through the screen." The guard caught the apple, he laughed, and then threw the apple back.

"I heard that Sulu women will turn into tanks after 40 years old." The guard on the left side of the room took over.

"You'd better be careful. I heard that the higher-ups are going to let her succeed the new witch..." Another guard threw the apple at him.

"New witch? It seems that being a witch is not a good job." The guard caught the apple, and then he threw the apple back.

The surrounding time froze, and the apple stopped in the air.

Chen Ke walked into the room, tilted his head to avoid the apple, and came to the monitoring console with four screens. His hand touched the keyboard, and the monitor resumed work.

Chen Ke can now selectively release the time-paused objects in the time field, which is much more practical than a time bomb.

He operated the keyboard, blacked out a screen, cursed secretly, and then pressed the direction key, and found that this operation can be cycled between more than a dozen cameras.

The surveillance on the outer wall only covers the port, the small square and the corridor inside the city wall, and does not monitor the inside of the VIP lounge, otherwise the fact that two targets were killed in succession just now should have been exposed long ago.

Chen Ke looked around and had a certain idea of ​​the location of the current area. According to the guard's method, he would go inside and start preparing for an activity called "Remembrance Ceremony". Chen Ke was more concerned about this matter.

He restored the surveillance, then left the room and returned to the VIP lounge along the original route. Shreli was sitting on the bed waiting quietly at this time. Judging from her face, she should have rested well.

"How is the preparation?" Shreli asked.

"I want to call Ling Yuhen." A small mobile phone appeared in Chen Ke's hand. He pressed the call button and connected Ling Yuhen. The call was dialed for a long time before Ling Yuhen answered.

"I hope you will be more cautious about calling. We are on the island now. If we are exposed, the consequences will be disastrous." Ling Yuhen's tone was a little complaining.

"I want to ask you something. What is a memorial ceremony?" Chen Ke asked.

"The secret society of God's Will has a reserved program for every gathering, commemorating their founder. It is said that their founder was the first human to come into contact with Thor, and he was the agent of Thunder..." Ling Yuhen said.

"Is Thor a family member, or... a god?" Chen Ke asked tentatively.

"He is a god. You'd better not doubt it." Ling Yuhen said.

"Well, by the way, how many times have you attended such gatherings? Do you know the specific process of the memorial ceremony?" Chen Ke asked.

"Like you, I am on the island for the first time tonight, but I heard about the memorial ceremony. It seems to be to reproduce the process of the burial of the first founder. They respectfully call him the leader. At that time, Sol's daughter Slude will play the high priest and personally go to the coffin to perform the memorial ceremony..." Ling Yuhen said.

"Personally... maybe this can be used... Then, since Slude will play the high priest, someone will also play the first founder, right?" Chen Ke said.

"I don't know, maybe they made a model, I only know that they did make a luxurious large coffin as a prop." Ling Yuhen said.

"When does the ceremony start?" Chen Ke asked.

"At 11:30 pm, the prelude is almost over, and 11 o'clock is the apocalypse part..." Ling Yuhen replied.

"They are quite good at naming." Chen Ke complained.

"How many have you dealt with?" Ling Yuhen asked.

"Two, Wu Guang and Kissinger are dead, I have no chance to touch Zhenenin, she is giving a speech on the stage, and the remaining three are not seen yet." Chen Ke said.

"You have to hurry up, at 11:30, everyone will be there, and then you will have no chance." Ling Yuhen urged.