Chapter 115 Order? What Is Order?

Someone pulled him to the empty floor in the alley, lifted it up, and led him to quickly hide inside.

This man was very fast, and no one could see clearly how he moved. When the captain came to his senses, the angry and joyful faces of his teammates were right in front of them.

And beside them stood a stranger they had never seen before.

"Thank you very much!"

"Who are you?" The captain hesitated for a moment, but decided to ask the other party's identity.

Unexpectedly, the next second, this person directly clenched his fist and hit him on the head: "You don't know who I am?"

This man has a special Southern Endres accent, white skin, gray eyes, and a thick double chin in a thick beard.

At this time, when everyone calmed down, they discovered that this man was wearing a double gear badge on his shoulder, with two small numbers "04" engraved on the gear.

Suddenly, everyone was in awe: "Are you from Department 04?"

The order is divided into six departments, from 01 to 06, which are leadership, supervision, medical, combat, logistics and ordinary investigators with the largest number of people. Investigators are like hard-working worker ants in an ant colony, moving wherever they are needed.

Of course, from some aspects, the people of Order do not think that anyone is more noble than the other. After all, with great power comes greater responsibility. Even for the top 01 people, death is not an extremely rare thing for them.

At this time, the person from the 04 combat department appeared in front of them. Although no one knew why he appeared here, the three of them were still ready to hear how their superiors would make decisions next.

"Just call me Johnny."

Johnny has been hiding in this abandoned medical facility. Such underground medical bases are not uncommon on Zolamu Street. They seem to be built to cultivate human-faced moths, but so far, Johnny has only found two. An abandoned base.

This base was not the one that Riya had visited. After resting for a while, several people managed to see a swarm of fat pink insects behind a door with a biochemical logo pattern.

They looked at the scene in front of them in shock and took a few steps back, their faces livid. Some even suddenly ran to the side and vomited.

"Look, this is the work of the White Mask Cultist."

Johnny snorted and closed the door, obviously disgusted with the scene here.

"I've been staying here for a while, always looking for an opportunity to send a signal to the sky for Unit 04 to arrive, but an interesting phenomenon recently allowed me to find that opportunity."

The investigators looked at him in confusion: "What's happening?"

"During the day, there was an epidemic doctor on the street who announced that he would perform a grand show the next day. I mingled with the crowd and took a look and found that he performed well.

Don’t you think this epidemic doctor is abnormal? "

"Epidemic Doctor!? Is he the Keeper's Epidemic Doctor?"

"I don't think so."

Johnny denied: "Those doctors are as elusive as ghosts and would not do such boring things. It is more likely that there are patients pretending to be doctors to perform memetic interpretations, and judging from the crowd's applause, his The interpretation is likely to be successful.”

"Think about it, boys. There is a disorderly person pretending to be an epidemic doctor and performing in the neighborhood. Those people in white masks will not miss such a good thing. And the more people he attracts, the living corpses who are hungry for human taste will also mix in. Among them, go to the performance site.

When the time comes - the disordered ones, white mask cultists, and living corpses are all present, then it's a good time for us to take action! "

His high-pitched tone soon infected the investigators around him. Several of them quickly followed their superiors in shouting and decided to go to the performance site of the Disordered Ones with him at dawn.

As an organization that has always been at odds with the Keepers, hindering the Discord's interpretation is also an important task for the investigators.

Johnny was right, if they were going to take action, there really was no better time than tomorrow's performance.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Johnny, I thought..."

"You are not meant to use your life like that as an investigator." Johnny turned to look at the person who thanked him, sat on the ground and tapped his knees a few times with his knuckles.

"We fight against pollution, but at the same time we are also human beings. Do you just want to make sacrifices in a daze and make other people worry?"

"If you and your teammates had used lights to shine at those disgusting bugs, maybe you would have been fine. But what were you doing, letting them go down first?"

"If I were your father, I would kick you to death when you just learned to walk - something that doesn't make people worry, life is so unimportant to you!?"

Johnny became more and more angry as he talked. He took out the dark green wine bottle on his waist and drank a few sips at himself, then walked away and ignored anyone.

The man took off his shirt and spread it on the ground. Soon, his deafening snoring could be heard from the ground.

The investigators looked at each other and said nothing. They just walked up to the captain and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go to bed early, Captain."

"..."

"good."

…

The next day seemed to come extra quickly.

In the early morning, Riya, who had changed into the uniform of an epidemic doctor, stood in front of the mirror, silently staring at her completely ruined face that had not yet fully grown.

A face like this would definitely scare others when he went out, but when he put on the beak mask, he found that this look was quite suitable for him.

At this time, Bruna has not come back yet. He disappeared with Eileen last night. At this time, Ria can only pray that Eileen is okay, and then go out by herself.

"Gu!"

Little Shival put half of his face against his masked head, as if he thought it was a good thing that they looked more and more alike.

Riya smiled, stroked Little Shival's chin a few times and put it back into his neck, then pushed the door and walked out of the house.

Coming to the street, Riya found the place where the magic show was performed yesterday, and he drew the Rising Sun Sacrifice on the ground: "Let's see what good things can appear this time."

"Praise the sun."

"The new star in the land of life and death,

The center of the rotation and pursuit of all things,

By using the flame to cross the day and night,

I am waiting in the boundless place,

Sing praises to the rising sun,

Offer a gift to the rising sun,

Become the rising sun!

Your most insignificant lamb asks for the most grand performance for you, begging for your attention, begging for your help..."

Riya still maintains the good habit of praying to the sun for anything he needs, and the sun is always quite generous. It is better to say that the feathers of mythical creatures are really valuable.

After Riya finished sacrificing the feathers, a colorful huge tent soon appeared on the ground. The tent only appeared for a limited time and would disappear after half a day, but it was just right.

"Praise the shining sun!"

The young man sincerely expressed his praise to the sun, then he erased the traces of the sacrifice and began to prepare for his next performance.