Chapter 300 The Grey Envoy
When Old Man Sun heard this, his expression became even more depressed. He lowered his head and said:
"This is indeed my negligence, and I am willing to bear all the consequences. No matter what price you offer, I swear to use this old bone as a bet, and to pay back all the losses to you!"
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However, at this time, Qin Fu shook his head gently and said:
"No, Mr. Sun. The most important thing you are now to investigate clearly who is doing it in the middle! What we need is not compensation, but the truth!"
Hearing this, Old Man Sun was stunned, then his knees softened, and he couldn't help but kneel on the cold ground. He said:
"Director Qin Fu, please believe that I will definitely investigate this matter and will never let anyone tarnish my skills and credibility!"
After saying that, he actually bowed respectfully to Qin Fu,
"Thank you for your trust!"
At this time, Sun Wu, who was standing aside, quickly stepped forward, helped Old Man Sun up with force, and said with concern:
"Grandpa Sun, get up quickly! We all believe in you!"
Seeing this, Wu Jinqiang's expression also eased a lot. He sighed and said helplessly:
"Oh, forget it! Since Brother Fu has said that, what else can I say? Just do as Brother Fu wants! But Grandpa Sun, you really give us an explanation!"
At this time, Old Man Sun's wrinkled face was full of sincerity, and he nodded quickly to respond to Qin Fu's words.
"Give me a few days and I will definitely find that cunning thief."
Although his voice was a little old, it revealed unquestionable determination.
Qin Fu nodded when he heard this, and then prepared to leave [Strange Making House] and continue his busy official duties.
However, at this moment, a noise suddenly erupted outside the city gate, breaking the original tranquility like surging waves.
The sound was mixed with fear, anxiety and rush, which made everyone feel a little nervous.
Wu Jinqiang raised his heavy head alertly in an instant, and said with a frown:
"Is it because of the attack of alien races? But the fortifications outside the city have not been prepared yet..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the others' expressions changed without any neglect.
Everyone immediately ran towards the city gate.
At this time, everyone was in a hurry and finally arrived in front of the city gate.
The scene in front of them made them stunned-outly outside and inside the city gate, there were crowds of people and bustling.
Instead of showing a panic look, those people showed a strange and gossipy expression, as if they had suddenly discovered something new.
Qin Fu and his group's originally tense nerves gradually relaxed in this sudden and strange atmosphere. They lowered their nervous expressions, with a look of confusion and a bit of inquiry on their faces.
They slowly walked towards the crowd, trying to find out the reason behind this.
Those pioneers who maintain order are wearing uniforms, with tall figures and sharp eyes.
They recognized Qin Fu, who was walking in the front at a glance, and immediately gave him a standard gift.
Afterwards, they quickly and orderly opened up the dense crowd and opened up a passage for Qin Fu and his group.
Qin Fu and others followed this passage and slowly passed through the crowd.
They looked at the crowd around them carefully as they walked, their eyes full of exploration, and the people in front of them whispered and discussed.
"Is there something big of a deal?" "Yes, I heard there are more than a dozen people?"
"It seems that everyone has encountered an unexpected situation, and none of them survived!"
When Qin Fu and his group arrived near the city gate, the scene in front of them made them understand what was going on.
A chariot like a huge truck slowly drove into the city gate in the dark light.
Its actions were extremely steady, as if it carried endless heaviness.
Behind the chariot, a two-story iron frame stood, with more than a dozen corpses neatly placed on the iron frame, each of which was gently covered by a white curtain.
The guards of the city gate, dressed in iron armor and holding spears, stood upright on both sides, with awe and sadness in their eyes.
When the chariot slowly drove by, they raised their right hands at the same time and saluted quietly to the chariot carrying the body of the hero. The movements were neat and uniform, full of respect and condolences for the deceased.
Mo Yiyan's eyes were solemn and sighed softly:
"Looking at this situation, Zhu Bayi must have returned with Ailun Lu and the others."
At this time, Qin Fu and his group followed the slowly entering chariot until it steadily entered towards the headquarters building of the Supernatural Bureau.
Qin Fu pondered for a moment, then said:
"Let's go back and have a look."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
When everyone heard this, they nodded and turned back to the supernatural headquarters.
When they walked through the busy corridor and stepped through heavy access controls, they finally returned to the third floor of the supernatural power bureau.
Here, it has been temporarily arranged into a solemn and solemn place. The bodies of Allen Lu and his fellow travelers have been neatly arranged on the cold mortal bed, covered with white cloth.
When Qin Fu and the others came to the morgue, Zhu Ba, who was frowning, raised his eyes and saw Qin Fu, with a trace of complex emotions flashing in his eyes.
He whispered in a low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the silence:
"Director..."
Qin Fu didn't say much, but just nodded slightly to Zhu Ba, with silent comfort conveying in his eyes.
At this moment, Qin Fu took heavy steps and slowly walked towards the dozen corpses lying quietly.
As the white cloths were lifted one by one, the scene in front of us made Wu Jinqiang and the others feel heavier.
I saw that each corpse was as described by Zhu Ba before, and the organs and muscles in the body seemed to be ruthlessly hollowed out by some force, leaving only a hole.
But the tragic situation in front of us is far more than that. The heads of these corpses and the eyes that once shone with the light of life, disappeared, leaving only deep holes, telling the endless misery.
The skin of the corpse was tightly pressed against the bones, as shriveled as puppets that had been drained from moisture, lying there one by one dry.
Qin Fu pondered for a moment, and finally spoke firmly:
"No doubt, this is indeed an evil deed done by the Grey Messenger!"
Hearing Qin Fu's words, Zhu Ba's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, as if they could penetrate all the fog.
He suddenly raised his spirits, leaned forward slightly, and his tone was filled with a hint of undetectable anger, and he asked:
"The Grey Messenger? Did they do it?"
Qin Fu's eyes were still staring at the corpse in front of him, and he said in a deep voice:
"Yes, an extremely dangerous cult or some kind of secret organization, they firmly believe that alien races and humans can coexist. In order to achieve this goal, they use any means and even sacrifice any life."
Hearing this, unbelievable expressions appeared on everyone's faces.
(This chapter ends)