dognovel Chapter 95 The Soul-Severing Platform
Chapter 95 The Soul-Severing Platform
Chapter 95 The Soul-Severing Platform
The command vehicle door opened, and Tong Cheng was the first to jump out.
Then a group of people turned to look, and they were surrounded by police officers wearing bulletproof vests and holding automatic rifles.
The man at the head of the crowd was short but sturdy, with a crew cut; he was Cao Rong, the deputy director of the Southwest Regional Investigation Bureau.
Cao Rong clearly recognized Tong Cheng. He was slightly taken aback when he saw Tong Cheng, thinking that the headquarters had acted swiftly and had sent this top investigator to the scene in just a few hours.
He immediately rushed over.
"Investigator Tong, you've arrived! Where did you come from? Why didn't you let me know? I would have sent someone to pick you up."
The administrative rank of a top-level investigator at headquarters is the same as that of the director of a regional investigation bureau, so Tong Cheng is half a rank higher than Cao Rong.
Tong Cheng knew the other party had misunderstood, but he didn't explain. He simply waved his hand and said, "Director Cao, you're too kind. What's the situation now?"
If anyone else had asked, Cao Rong wouldn't have said anything, because they were also in a difficult position.
But when Tong Cheng asked, he had to tell the truth.
"Here's what happened. We surrounded the No. 7 shelter at 5 a.m. The director, Feng Jinwen, was still inside and hadn't left. Then we sent someone to find Meng Chao, the director of the Investigation Bureau of Wangchuan City, and questioned the tracker, Luo Shuo. You know Luo Shuo, right? He's the guy who's really good at tracking."
Tong Cheng nodded.
Cao Rong continued, "After searching, he told us that Meng Chao was also in the containment facility, along with his subordinates. However, during the search, Luo Shuo suffered a mental backlash; there was also a Sequencer with extremely powerful mental strength hiding in this containment facility—"
Before he could finish speaking, Li Jiuhe said, "It should be the one who's being held in the Y-01 containment room."
At this moment, Li Jiuhe was also a little worried. These people were working together inside, and if Tong Cheng was the only one, even though he was a special investigator, he didn't know if he could deal with Si Mingyu's terrifying methods.
"You are—" Cao Rong asked.
"He is Li Jiuhe," Tong Cheng said.
Cao Rong's pupils contracted slightly: "You're the one mentioned in the video—Li Jiuhe—"
Before he could finish speaking, Tong Cheng waved his hand and said, "This matter ends here. You don't need to wait for the high-powered weapons to arrive. I'll go in and handle it. Just come in and arrest the prisoners in the Y-01 containment cell on my orders."
Cao Rong was taken aback: "Why only arrest that one person?"
He didn't quite understand.
Liu Qian and the others hesitated to speak, yet dared not utter a word.
Li Jiuhe said to Tong Cheng, "Brother Tong, do you need any help? I can help you take control of the situation."
"Need not."
Tong Cheng shook his head, then took out an object wrapped in white cloth from his backpack, tucked it into his waistband, and casually tossed the backpack on the ground.
Cao Rong immediately bent down to pick it up and carefully put it away.
"Open the door."
At Tongcheng's command, the metal door outside the shelter slowly rose.
The armed security personnel inside had all gathered in the security room under Cao Rong's command, obeying orders and not daring to go out. At this moment, they stared blankly at the monitor as someone walked in.
Tong Cheng seemed to transform instantly, walking with his arms outstretched, head held high, and eyes looking down arrogantly.
Li Jiuhe felt that he was just like a theatrical performer, only lacking costumes and props.
With each step a nail, Tong Cheng strode into the shelter gate, and suddenly let out a loud song.
"On a dark and windy night, murder and arson are outrageous! Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats—the grand spectacle of 'The Broken Soul Terrace' is about to begin—"
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As the singing began, the sky above Tong Cheng instantly changed color. The originally clear sky was covered by a thick layer of dark clouds, as if it had turned into night in an instant.
The massive, thick dark cloud followed closely behind his every step, creating an incredibly eerie scene!
Everyone behind was deeply shocked, their eyes wide with horror as they watched this scene.
Tong Cheng seemed to have changed into a theatrical costume, and with a flick of his sleeves, a virtual scroll with the shelter as its stage slowly unfolded before everyone's eyes.
Someone couldn't help but whisper, "This—the Special Investigator—his ability is—"
"An opera singer!" Liu Qian replied.
"Back to the command vehicle, check the surveillance." Cao Rong realized what was happening and immediately turned back to his command vehicle.
Seemingly remembering something, Cao Rong turned to Li Jiuhe and the others and said, "Um—Li Jiuhe, you guys come up too."
Soon, the group rushed into the command vehicle of the Southwest Region, and everyone's eyes were immediately locked on the surveillance video that was hanging on the wall inside the command vehicle.
The surveillance signals here are fully connected to the interior of Shelter 7, and all images are real-time.
Tong Cheng's speed increased, and he seemed to float away as if he were walking on clouds, heading straight for the shelter building.
Although he only saw it through the surveillance footage, Li Jiuhe suddenly had a strange feeling after seeing Tong Cheng's appearance.
It seems that Tong Cheng's facial features have changed; he has a fair complexion, red lips, and slanted eyes, truly resembling a professional opera singer.
Tong Cheng's figure quickly disappeared into the entrance of the containment building.
Y-01 containment room.
Director Meng Chao and the shelter director Feng Jinwen looked grim as they stared at the small screen on the consciousness transfer device next to the hospital bed.
The text displayed above reads: Since I have failed, there is nothing I can do.
Meng Chao said, "You can't possibly have no way out!"
Feng Jinwen nodded hastily, "With such a meticulous plan, how could you not have considered a way out? Tell us, what should we do now?"
Feng Jinwen is a bald old man in his sixties, thin and small, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.
But this guy's sequence ability is extremely amazing. Before Li Jiuhe reset the mission last time, he killed all three people in the car with just one release of electricity.
New text quickly appeared on the small screen.
I do have a way out, but only I can leave using this method. You cannot, unless you fight your way out now and carve a bloody path through.
"I've discussed this plan of breaking out with Meng Chao for a long time. It's extremely dangerous; even if we succeed, at least one of us will be lost," Feng Jinwen said. "Now tell me your plan?"
The small screen remained silent, indicating that Si Mingyu was not responding.
At that moment, everyone except the person lying on the bed suddenly shuddered, and three words suddenly appeared in their minds.
The Soul-Severing Platform!
"What Soul-Severing Platform?"
Why did the words "Soul-Severing Platform" appear in my mind?
The text reappeared on the small screen.
"I'm here, I'll leave first. You guys figure it out yourselves."
"Don't go!"
Meng Chao panicked and lunged at Si Mingyu, who was lying on the bed.
Feng Jinwen was extremely anxious. He flicked his right hand, and a bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air, striking all the operating instruments on the bedside table with a crack, determined to prevent Si Mingyu from leaving.
All the instruments failed, and sparks even popped out.
Meng Chao had already grabbed Si Mingyu's shoulders and lifted him off the bed. The man's body was limp and motionless.
"Dead? This thing actually left this body!"
"asshole!"
Feng Jinwen stepped forward, his eyes flashing with lightning, striking Si Mingyu's body.
Meng Chao quickly let go, and Si Mingyu's body made a cracking sound as it fell to the ground, sparks flew out, and then a burnt smell filled the air.
dong dong dong ——
There was a knock on the door of the containment chamber, and at the same time, Tang Sheng, the Martial Arts Master, cried out anxiously, "Chief, Catwoman and I both saw the words 'Soul-Severing Platform'!" This was bad. What was going on?