Chapter 320 The Predicted Ending

After the mercenary team was no longer a threat, the entire opera house scene was completely taken over in less than a minute. Every exit was cordoned off, and long guns and short cannons were placed in front of the entrance.

Each executive department specialist wore a gas mask and goggles, and mercilessly knelt down the mercenary team members on the ground. They removed all external weapons and began to search the body from the top of the head to the soles of the shoes. The ribs of each team member were searched. They were pressed hard to ensure that no bones were surgically removed to contain knives or bombs.

Captain Omega's arm was neatly severed. The severed hand holding the bomb detonator was carefully taken out and put into an ice bucket to freeze. After all, even the executive department is very particular about human rights in some places. In their words In other words, if someone with weak limbs is imprisoned in Chernobyl Prison, it is probably no different from being executed on the spot at the scene of capture - they will all die, but it will be a matter of time.

The ordinary guests in the auditorium were given an injection of sedatives while they were sleeping. Each one was put on a straitjacket and tied on a stretcher to be sent outside. The psychology department at the main campus of Kassel College had already boarded a special plane to rush there. In this coastal city, what awaits these ordinary people is a week of brainwashing by the Department of Psychology, which has no side effects. They will forget the things they should forget, and they may even get a free psychological consultation to eradicate potential depression problems.

As for the children of mixed-race families who were detained on the stage, the execution department did not disturb these young people, nor did they conduct body searches. The European secret party and China's large and small families have always been in a state of non-intrusion on each other, and everyone has a certain degree of respect. Despite its large size, the Chinese family has serious internal chaos and strife, but when it comes to external interests, it can always erupt with power that gives the European secret parties a headache and retreat.

So now there is only one last trouble left in the opera house.

On the rappel rope of the helicopter, the instructor held a Remington M870 and rappelled down. The speed was about twice that of normal rappelling. After landing, he even skipped the tactical roll. He raised his gun and pointed at Paco in front of Lin Nian. Other special police officers who landed in various corners of the stage also pointed their guns at the petite woman.

There was a stalemate in the scene, and no one gave orders. Every commissioner, including the instructors and the commanders behind them, were waiting for the 'S' class to speak. Fundamentally, the one with the greatest say in this mission was Lin Nian. Everyone else can only be regarded as auxiliary personnel assisting the operation. Only when the mission specialist speaks, they are qualified to intervene.

In the empty glass jar of nutrient solution, the giant leeches huddled together, no longer as lustrous and enchanting as under the spotlight. The yellow-green markings looked dim like a poor-quality paint pen painted on straw paper. What is really important among the leeches? After the ancient dragon serum dries up, it is just a corpse of a creature without any value. Whether it can even be used as a dried medicinal material is now a question mark. After all, most creatures are highly toxic after transforming into dragons. Leeches are No one has studied this new species, and naturally they dare not use it for any practical use.

The ancient dragon's blood dries quickly, leaving a mark on the ground that is redder than blood. From a height, it looks like a tree flowing to the branches and fallen leaves. When it flows, it reminds people of the Kabbalah Tree of Life, or the Muni. The soaring vines on the original dome of the Opera House are as simple and elegant as they are, but they are full of fascinating magic in the natural painting. The light spots reflected when the blood flows are the fruits grown on the branches, full and full. Tempting.

The soil where the giant trees grew was also leeches. The soil died and the trees withered. Only the bare bright red trunks were left, showing a different kind of enchanting beauty. Paco stared at the blood-red dead branches on the ground for a long time. She was speechless. When the gun pointed at her on the stage made a warning mechanical clang, she gradually came back to her senses and looked at Lin Nian in front of her.

"Have you ever thought about how to escape? Or maybe you were not prepared to escape from the beginning." Lin Nian sheathed Ju Yimonji no Zong and did not think about threatening the woman with a knife.

"What you said tonight, the 'Emperor' will remember." Paco nodded and looked at Lin Nian, whose expression finally returned to an absolutely calm look. Like Lin Nian, she is a person who can control her emotions to the extreme. The 'small scene' didn't allow her to jump and scold the boy for his waste of natural resources.

"I've said it before, if you have anything to say to your face, I don't like people who hide their heads and show their tails." Lin Nian said lightly, "From now on, you have also officially entered the sight of Kassel College. Our intelligence agency will start from now on." Now we will start digging up your information 24 hours a day, and hope that the people behind you are really clean. Once we dig it out, we will pour hot lava on your heads."

"'We'?" Paco took a step back, causing more gunshots to be turned, but she just wanted to get out of the range of dried blood on the ground, and stood on the clean marble floor, separated by a line from Lin Nian. The bright red Tao said expressionlessly, "It seems that Cassel College is indeed a place that gives people a sense of belonging. You think you are already a part of them."

"At least they pay me a salary."

"I'm afraid it's not just because of this, right? You regard the true favors you have received as treasures." Paco smiled lightly. The circle in the opera house began to shrink, and the stagnant atmosphere gradually began to rise to the extreme threshold, as if he could hear It was like the sound of the ice cracking, making people feel an exponentially more uneasy feeling in the silence.

After the giant leech was killed by Lin Nian with a knife, the whole scene completely collapsed. The eye of the storm tonight was split into pieces with a knife, revealing the calm black night sky above the head. Even the sound of the waves became clearer. In this way, the people hiding behind the chaos of the storm begin to be unable to sit still and calmly.

"Now you have nothing to rely on." Lin Nian looked at Paco and said calmly, "If you came today with the purpose of angering me and the entire secret party, then you did it. You want war, we I’ll give you war.”

As soon as he said these words, the instructor not far behind Lin Nian suddenly raised his hand, and dozens of red dots illuminated Paco's body. The sniper scope magnified every movement of this woman to the extreme, and the encirclement was already sealed. At the limit, everyone stopped moving forward, sealing this petite woman in a 'circle' like a black rock and iron wall.

"Do you think we will regret the arrival of the war? No. This is our mission." Paco shook his head, and his eyes slowly swept over Lin Nian, Wan Boqian, and even Chu Zihang and the executive officers who formed the encirclement. With a pale and cold appearance, she was forced to the center of the stage, with the spotlight shining on her like a great leader about to give a speech.

And she did have such a short speech.

"The new era has awakened and realized the power they truly possess. They began to make noises. They stopped knocking on the door and broke into the palace to occupy the throne of the old era. The air was filled with their shouts. The people of the old era began to fear. , cowardly, desperately trying to prove that their era has not passed yet; they compete passionately with the new era, but their hands holding the sword are already old; they are like poor sluts, their glory has passed, but they still hope to use heavy makeup to pass through the frivolous and dissolute world. The ugly ones come to retain the phantom of their youth. The wise ones will choose to give in, and they will watch the coming of the new era with decline and fear, because they know that there is no final motto in the world. When the black emperor usurps the throne and makes the king famous, At that time, the era of the Presbyterian Church has gone out of date, but don’t forget that the rotation of the clock is always reincarnation, and what they lose will eventually be found. The changes of the times are like a pendulum, swinging back and forth, never stopping.”

Her voice was very deep, as if she was telling an ancient fable. The opera house became her stage, and the huge space echoed her voice. Someone was using her mouth to spread His prophecies to the entire opera house. It rises from the cracked dome until it spreads to every corner of the world.

"Who do the new era and the old era refer to?" Lin Nian asked as the prophecy was floating in the wind.

"It will be up to you to find the answer to this question. After all, you, like them, are all on the ladder to the throne of the old era." Paco said.

Under everyone's gaze, she reached into her arms and pulled out a pocket pistol. Before she could aim at the target, her finger was already on the trigger. At this distance, she could only aim at something close at hand. Lin Nian.

The instructor fired first. Half-kneeling, he pulled the trigger of the Remington shotgun without hesitation. The bullet came out of the chamber like a firework explosion, blasting away a red mist of blood on Paco's side waist, with a huge thrust. The petite woman was sent flying almost horizontally, and she fell to the ground and rolled around a few times before stopping.

Several special police officers who were relatively close immediately pounced on Paco. Regardless of her life or death on the ground, they clamped down on Paco's hands and feet. The other person knelt down like a bear and pressed her to the ground. He violently cut her hands behind her back and put them on. Heavy silver handcuffs, three muzzles were pressed against her head during the whole process, and the trembling and moving sniper red dots were locked on the back of the back, neck and waistline.

"Frigga bullets, don't worry." Seeing Lin Nian turn to look at him, the instructor immediately explained in a deep voice, "The commander is relieved to have you in control. We temporarily replaced all the bullets with non-lethal anesthesia bullets."

"Instructor, something seems wrong." The SWAT specialist who handcuffed Paco looked a little unhappy and looked back at the instructor and Lin Nian.

"Is the person dead?" Lin Nian asked without seeming too surprised.

"Yes," the SWAT commissioner whispered.

The instructor's expression changed, and he even checked the shotgun ammunition hanging on his body. After confirming that it was undoubtedly Frigga's bullet, he quickly walked over with a gloomy expression, turned the motionless Paco over on the ground, and was The waist where he was hit only had bruises and blood foam from Frigga's bullet, but Paco's beautiful face was bleeding from all the orifices, and his death was so chilling.

"Poison?" The instructor pressed open the lower jaw of Paco's corpse with his thumb, checked every tooth inside, and found no broken poison sacs.

"No one can commit suicide in front of me by taking poison." Lin Nian walked to him and looked down at Paco's body, then looked back at the pool of blood under the stairs leading to the second floor of the VIP room. Many special police officers had already removed the two bodies. The corpses were collected and preserved, and whether they were headless corpses or sieve-like rotten meat, they were put into different body bags and sealed.

"Don't worry about how she died. She has the confidence to stand in front of me, and she has the preparation to escape from here and ascend to heaven." Lin Nian waved his hand, and several medical staff in white coats walked towards Chu Zihang and Wan Bo Qian put towels on the two of them, and even though they were not injured at all, they were forced to sit in the seats under the stage to start the physical examination.

The instructor stared at Paco who died inexplicably on the ground with a strange expression. He might have to redefine the word "escape". She didn't know that Paco could be resurrected, so she could only define him as a dead soldier trained by a force. , there are always emergency measures to protect organizational secrets at critical moments. In the real world, such emergency measures are all strange. In the mixed-race world, it is not surprising that there are even weirder confidentiality methods.

It was just the words she said at the end that made the instructor's hair stand on end. He had seen more fanatics reciting doctrines before death, praying to their gods, or launching vicious curses on the secret party. But he had never seen it before. In today's scene, Paco's prophecy before her death was so plain, but with unquestionable conviction, as if someone had issued a warning to everyone through her mouth.

As for the specific warning, no one knows, but it does not affect the heavy epic feeling that crawls through everyone's body.

"Dead lunatics have no value to be exploited anymore. Why don't we tell you what we are going to do with these people?" Lin Nian glanced at the young mixed-races who were facing the wall and holding their heads as the special police officer pointed a gun at them.

This scene is a bit like the scenes in the anti-pornography specials he saw on TV before, except that the clients were replaced by handsome men and beauties in bright clothes, but the trouble they caused tonight was much more serious than that of the clients. Strictly according to " To implement the regulations in the Abraham Bloodline Contract, basically all of these people will go to a mixed-race prison.

"It's difficult to handle. It's best for us not to get involved in this matter." The instructor turned his back to the captive young mixed-breeds and lowered his voice as he turned toward the auditorium that was being evacuated. "If we look at the current situation of this mission, , the matters involved will probably be more serious, involving the possibility of large-scale leaks, and these people will probably have to be temporarily detained."

The forces behind these young mixed-races are very complicated. The best way to deal with them is to have them call the aristocratic families behind them to redeem them. According to the nature of the executive department and the school board, there is a high probability that they will have to make a deal. After all, it involves ordinary people. When people touch the taboos of dragon civilization, these unruly aristocratic families will inevitably shed some blood.

"Have you contacted Minister Schneider?" Lin Nian nodded and paid attention to the girl with dark red hair on the far side, but found that the girl was also peeking at him. The two looked at each other and one of them should have turned back timidly. But the girl had the audacity to roll her eyes at her and secretly kicked off her Mary Jane high heels to make herself more comfortable.

He just glanced at it without showing much interest, and then turned his attention to Wan Boqian and Chu Zihang who were sitting on the seats and being held down by medical staff and checking their pupil reactions with a flashlight.

"This operation was personally approved by Minister Schneider." The instructor nodded, "The minister means that this mission report will probably be very complicated. When you return to the academy, you will first go to his office for a verbal summary and analysis. "

"Then please tell him that I won't be returning to the college for the time being. I will go back after the summer vacation." Lin Nian lowered his head and played with a button. "There is still some time before I leave school. Tell Minister Schneider that I suddenly want to stay in my hometown for a while." It’s time.”

The instructor was stunned for a moment, but he nodded slowly. The strong wind blown by the helicopter propeller ruffled the hair of the boy in front of him, making it difficult to see the light in the boy's eyes. He raised his head and looked at the sky outside the cracked dome. The white light illuminated the black sky, like a frozen black ocean.

With a sudden crisp sound, the button that had been playing with was broken and dropped on the blood-stained scarlet marble floor.