Chapter 613 The End of the Dead Line

"If the king of gigolos who has been a gigolo for 20 years is a virgin, then the legendary investigator may also keep his mouth shut." Xia Shou said casually.

Xia Shou actually didn't think much about this aspect, because he would look for No. 58 in a while.

But Edward laughed heartily when he heard Xia Shou's metaphor.

After laughing, Edward took a deep breath and his expression became serious.

"Although I said last time that I would not talk about things related to anomalies this time, there are some things that I have to say.

If I came back three days earlier this time, I would probably be able to prevent this containment from getting out of control. I was a step slower again."

"This out of control has nothing to do with you, right? I heard that an employee was infected with the 'book-eating syndrome' and his mind was manipulated, which caused this riot. It is said that he was infected a long time ago." Xia Shou said.

"That's right, but many things seem unrelated, but the internal connection is so close that it's unimaginable.

After the first negotiation with Floyd failed, I thought you would be attacked, so I wasn't worried.

But Floyd obviously has a trump card that I don't know about. Either he is very confident in his offspring and thinks you are no match for the Assassin assassin, or he has a more important trump card than the assassin.

I just browsed the losses of the Control Bureau in this riot. In addition to several very dangerous anomalies, there is a forbidden item that I am very concerned about.

[33-790: Genocide Thunder Gun]."

Xia Shou's eyes flashed, and he asked seriously: "Is it the kind of thunder gun that can attack all blood relatives within three generations, no matter where in the world, at the same time when it is shot out?"

"Yes." Edward nodded.

When Xia Shou first started to apply [Future Prefabrication] in actual combat, he heard about the advanced version of the thunder gun from the people in the equipment department.

This genocide lightning gun is a prop that can be mass-produced, but because the prerequisites are extremely harsh, it is not classified as a consumable, but is included in the category of forbidden items.

To make this kind of lightning gun, you must make a blood brand, and to obtain this brand, all relatives within three generations of that person must share senses for more than ten years, and the number must be at least thirty.

Only if you can do it can you get the qualification to give the brand.

This thing is really powerful, but Xia Shou definitely can't do it because he can't get the brand.

But this thing is actually just like that in terms of its offensiveness against a single unit, and it is no different from a lightning gun. Why did the riot maker take this thing away?

Xia Shou touched his chin, thought for a few seconds, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Freud's spell!

His spell is related to blood!

"Is Freud afraid of being exterminated by this lightning gun?" Xia Shou guessed.

"It's very likely."

"The descendants who can be killed by the thunder gun don't seem to be very strong. He cares about these descendants so much?"

Edward shook his head without comment: "Maybe I think too much. After all, there are still many missing forbidden objects. It's just that the blow to the blood bond caused by this forbidden object makes me very concerned.

I have asked Director Shangguan to find the maker. The maker of this thunder gun should be under the strict protection of the US Control Bureau."

Xia Shou nodded thoughtfully.

After a while, Xia Shou retracted his thoughts, looked at the time, and felt that it was almost time, so he activated [Self-Death].

A large number of red lines appeared under his feet, many of which were the same as the blood demon.

There were also several more special red lines.

With rippling waves, it seemed as if the red river water was reflected on the ceiling of the cabin, with a transparent texture and swaying constantly.

"Let's go."

Xia Shou walked along the thickest of all the red lines.

Edward and Xia Shou walked side by side, talking about their various conjectures without a theme.

Xia Shou listened and observed the changes of the red lines under his feet.

There were several dangerous red lines that moved quickly as they walked, which meant that the owner of the red lines was very close to them.

He was being followed.

A few days ago, Xia Shou had encountered this kind of thing. He was very cautious at that time, but now he has gotten used to it.

With his current fame, it is normal for those outsiders to target him.

With the series of things he has done recently, his photo has been spread on the dream network. Outside the control bureau, anyone with a keen eye can recognize him.

But even if he is followed, what?

Judging from the thickness of those red lines, if these people come together, he may have a hard time without a mask.

But if he wears a mask, a [Owl Cry and Blood Boiling] will almost end the battle.

For those who are a little more difficult, there are [Blood Terror Revolver] and [Perpetual True Injury] waiting behind.

Those who are following him are at most a group of timid fish.

Strangely enough, the more dangerous a person is, the more cautious he is. Every time he launches a self-destructive attack, the particularly thick blood lines are very far away from him.

Just like in nature, beasts like tigers are very stable, only hyenas like to sniff around to find opportunities.

Xia Shou continued to move forward along the thickest line.

He suddenly stopped.

Because the thickest red line has reached the end!

The red line under his feet was cut off 20 meters ahead, and there was nothing at the end!

Xia Shou stared at the end of the red line, took out his mobile phone, held it flat in front of him, and turned on the screen.

He didn't dare to move his eyes away from the end of the red line, so he could only look at the phone in this way.

The signal is full, and we can contact.

Activate [Impermanence Eyes], and there is still nothing at the end.

It is not a spirit, or the level of the spirit is higher than that of the Impermanence Eyes.

Strange... It is so close, so why not attack?

Or is there really nothing there.

The death route marked by [Self-Death Route] does not just point to a dangerous enemy, it indicates the route that is easiest to die.

So, there may be no enemy there, it is a trap, a trap that is as deadly to him now as it was when he was weak and faced the blood demon.

"Hiss——"

Xia Shou took a breath.

It's a headache, the end is too close, and it will not pay the price even if he goes back and walks again.

For a long time, the saying of seeking death is seeking death, but the number of times that really made him unlucky is few and far between, and most of them are just walking a hundred meters as the price to pay.

But this time, he really walked to the end.

"What's wrong?"

Edward found that Xia Shou suddenly stopped, and immediately realized that Xia Shou's expression was not right.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a call first." Xia Shou picked up the phone and suddenly stopped.

Do you really want to call the minister?

If it's really a trap, where is the trap setter?

If they are being observed in the dark, why not block their cell phone signals?

Signal interference is not difficult at all, especially now that the surveillance in this city has been wantonly destroyed and the control of the control bureau has been greatly reduced, it's no big deal to block the signal in one area.

Could it be... that the other party wants him to call for help?