Chapter 9 Mysterious Organization
The wooden house had turned into a ruin, with only wisps of smoke rising. Several police cars with flashing lights were parked not far away, and several policemen were cleaning the wooden house with tools.
After receiving the report from Jay and others, the St. Martinville Police Department immediately paid attention to it. After all, according to their oral statements, it was a case involving at least ten people.
However, the sheriff in charge of the case still had some doubts about Jay and others' descriptions of so-called distortion and cannibalism, thinking that it was an exaggeration by the young people.
On the side, Jay and Elena, who came together, looked at the wooden house that had turned into charcoal with worried expressions.
"Don't worry, Elena, Li is so powerful, nothing will happen!" Although he didn't know why the wooden house was burned to ashes, Jay was very confident in Levi's skills. He felt that since he could defeat such a strong monster with his bare hands, he would definitely have no problem protecting himself.
"I forgot to ask for Li's contact information." Jay slapped his thigh and said with a look of regret on his face.
"Li said his hometown is in Monroe. I'll ask my uncle to check and I should be able to find Li's address!" Elena thought for a moment and suddenly had an idea.
Elena's uncle works in the city government of Monroe. Considering Li's age range and military background, it's easy to find him.
The two were discussing in a low voice. The police finally found a large number of human remains from the ruins of the wooden house. Jay and others' report was confirmed. The case was immediately upgraded. The police chief in charge of the search hurriedly reported the case to the police chief.
The police chief, who was already lying in bed and preparing to sleep, cursed after listening to his subordinates' report. This major case with dozens of deaths was no longer something that a small city bureau like him could handle.
After hearing the descriptions of distortion and cannibalism, the police chief seemed to have thought of something. His expression changed. He quickly put on his clothes and returned to the police station. He dialed a number on the internal hotline and respectfully reported the case to the other party.
More than two hours later, a roar suddenly came from the sky above the forest blocked by the police, and a large helicopter hovered five or six meters above the wooden house.
Under the illumination of the searchlight, several people slid down the lifting rope. One of them was a half-bald man in a suit who was about fifty years old and carrying a black briefcase. The other five armed men formed a defensive formation after landing, protecting the man in the suit in the middle, showing extremely high combat quality.
Moreover, these five armed men were wearing black special combat uniforms as heavy as armor, and they looked very tall and burly. Their heads and faces were wrapped in helmets, bulletproof lenses, and filter masks. They also used extremely sophisticated heavy guns in their hands, and they were murderous.
"Bang!" At this moment, a nimble figure actually jumped down from the helicopter. After landing heavily, it directly smashed a shallow pit on the ground. It was a blonde woman carrying a samurai sword, and her graceful figure was outlined under the tight leather jacket with yellow and black stripes.
"Hey! Cuibis! Don't your heels hurt when you jump down like this?" The man in a suit carrying a suitcase shouted helplessly to the woman.
"Bill, only by integrating practice into every move of life can you hope to reach the limit of the human body and become a preacher!" Cuibis shook her head at him and said seriously, "Only by becoming a preacher can I have the ability to protect my daughter!"
"Haha! I am an old man, and I can't bear the pain of practice!" Facing the admonition of Cuibis, who was like an ascetic monk, Bill shrugged indifferently.
"But as long as you become a preacher, you can have higher authority and a lifespan of 120 years. Bill, don't you really want to be tempted?" As Cuibis's good friend and guide, Cuibis naturally hopes that he can take practice to heart.
"Although we are only the lowest-level priests in the organization, we can treat field work as a public-funded tour, and the organization will reimburse us for food, drink and entertainment! If we really become missionaries, we can only stay in the base most of the time. Even if we can live a few decades longer, what's the point!" Bill waved his hand, indicating that Cuibisi didn't need to say more.
Everyone has different lifestyles and value pursuits. Bill knows why Cuibisi is practicing hard, but it is absolutely impossible for him to give up pleasure for the sake of hard practice.
"Safe!" The five soldiers dispersed and cleaned the ruins of the wooden house. After confirming that there was no danger, they reported to Bill.
Bill walked to the ruins of the wooden house and opened the suitcase. After some operation, the suitcase turned into a special instrument like a computer. A palm-sized, radar-like, and constantly rotating detector protruded from the right side of the suitcase.
"Beep, beep!" A few minutes later, the instrument suddenly made a crisp sound, and lines of text kept flashing on the display screen.
"Hmm?" Hearing the sound of the instrument, Cuibisi, who was practicing with a samurai sword, hurried over and strode over, "Is it really a freak?"
"Yes!" Bill tapped on the screen a few times, "According to the analysis of the remaining freak radiation, there were indeed two first-level freaks here before!"
"Are they all confirmed dead?" Cuibisi waved the samurai sword twice, and a hint of fighting spirit appeared on her face.
"Please, this is just the lowest-level detector, how can it detect so fine! But according to the police's confession and records, one of the two deformed bodies was beaten to death by another person, and the other was knocked down by that person." Bill pointed to the wooden house in front of him that had turned into ruins, "There are obvious signs of arson in the wooden house. I guess it has been burned to charcoal!"
"Oh? One dead and one injured? Can you find out who that person is?"
"Let me take a look at the description of those little guys. Male, calling himself Li, about 30 years old, between 1.9 and 2 meters tall, registered in Monroe, Louisiana, suspected to have retired from the army recently."
After Bill entered the relevant information on the instrument keyboard, a military file marked as confidential immediately appeared on the screen, with Levi's photo in the upper left corner!
The confidentiality levels in the United States are from low to high, namely, non-confidential, secret, confidential and top secret. Although Levi was expelled from the military, as a veteran who served in the special forces for many years, his personal information is still confidential, and even government agencies such as the police station cannot query it.
But Bill only did a rough search and found Levi's detailed information, showing the powerful force of the organization behind him!
"With outstanding achievements, no wonder he was able to kill two mutants alone!" After flipping through Levi's information, Bill nodded and immediately understood why the other party burned down the wooden house. Killing and arson are the specialties of the special forces!
After reading Levi's information, Cui Bisi thought for a moment and clicked a recommendation button on Levi's file.
"Oh! It seems that we will have one more colleague!"