Chapter 155: The Dangerous Heretics Treatment Authority

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The entire base is spherical, and Heretic [0001]'s room is at the pole of the sphere, the deepest part of the base, and because of this design, the path to Heretic [0001]'s room is sloped downwards.

Tang Erda continues on down the road.

The further you go down, the heavier the vapour becomes, and the more you can smell the fishy mixture of deep-sea fish and seaweed.

The fishy smell is not heavy, it floats in and out of the air, it makes the mind drift, it gives you a sense of disorientation, a sense of being underwater, Tang Erda has been through a lot of heresy and this level of smell does not confuse him.

But for others who are sensitive to odours, this scent can have a rather severe mental value lowering effect.

Mu Sicheng's pupils were constricted and pulsating in the dense smell, his breathing was ragged, and Liu Jiayi soon noticed that something was wrong with him: " Mu Sicheng ?"

"It doesn't smell right, it reminds me of a level one game I played called Siren Town where the mermaids smelled like this." Mu Sicheng shook his head, trying to regain his wits, "There could be a mermaid type of monster on this floor."

Now they were in reality, and there was no bleach to restore their sanity if they were disoriented by these monsters.

"Why don't you plug your nostrils with toilet paper for now and don't smell this for a while." Muke pulled a packet of toilet paper from his bag and handed it to Mu Sicheng, "Inhale a little less, if your spirit level drops, then we'll all be in trouble."

"Wait ......" Mu Sicheng was just about to reach for the toilet paper Muke handed him when he wrinkled his brow and said slowly, "There's a very light whiff of money tangled up in this smell. "

Muke quickly withdrew the toilet paper he had handed over, looking straight at Mu Sicheng: "Is it Bai Liu's smell? Can you smell where Bai Liu is?"

Mu Sicheng's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air and he gave an expressionless look at Muke, whose eyes were glowing.

Muke continued to look at Mu Sicheng with such a gleam in his eye that he was ready to hold Mu Sicheng's head to the ground and make him smell it: "Smell it!"

Mu Sicheng: "......"

I was promised to inhale less! Don't treat me like a tool!

Meanwhile, Tang Erda finally gropes his way out of the darkness, step by step he plucks away the black mist that haunts him, grips the gun that belongs to the hunter and raises it to Bai Liu who stands in front of the door that the heretic [0001] can never open and slowly turns to look at him.

"We meet again at last, Captain Tang." Bai Liu smiled as he looked over at Tang Erda who raised his eyes to the muzzle of the gun he held up to him, "How about we talk about the new deal I just came up with?"

"I can give you the solution to the dried rose leaf gas, but in exchange, can you open this door behind me and let me see what's inside?"

"As long as there was not that explosion, the world would not be flooded with dried rose leaf gas." Tang Erda's deep blue eyes had a huge swirl of emotions swirling wildly that seemed to swallow Bai Liu up, as well as himself, "I think you would have done far more damage alive than the dried rose leaf gas."

"So you've finally decided to kill me and give up on exchanging solutions with me." Bai Liu raised an eyebrow in slight surprise as he quirked the corner of his mouth in amusement, "That's an unprecedented determination, those thousand or so innocent, already rose-dried leaf gas-tainted people, you're not going to save them?"

Bai Liu stepped forward against Tang Erda's raised muzzle and asked him back without skipping a beat, "Are you going to watch them wither away, Captain Tang ?"

Tang Erda's pupils spread out, his hand gripping the gun didn't tremble a bit at Bai Liu's words, "Saving them means you can survive longer, your survival can only save a thousand people, but it can endanger everyone but those thousand, keeping you alive is the least cost effective option."

"The most cost-effective option is to sacrifice a thousand people and then kill you."

"Value for money?" Bai Liu stepped very close to Tang Erda, so close that the muzzle of Tang Erda's gun rested against his forehead and he smiled meaningfully, "That sounds like something I would say and a choice I would make, Captain Tang, you have finally made a choice that is very much in line with my values. "

"But why didn't you just shoot?" Bai Liu took Tang Erda's gun in his hand and he looked straight at Tang Erda, "You made the best choice, what are you hesitating about?"

"It's because one of those thousand or so contaminated people is called Su Yang, isn't it?"

Tang Erda's hand, which had not been trembling, finally shook uncontrollably, his blue eyes turning an almost black hue from the intensity of his emotions for an instant, and his breathing ragged as he clutched the gun tighter until his fingertips were white.

Su Yang chokes and coughs from time to time, his work permit carries a strange, pungent smell of perfume dissipating, he restrains himself from carrying around a small bottle of perfume of dried rose leaf gas to slow down the fading, obviously when the child is just full term, but comes home less and less, organs and bones slowly withering under the various instruments... ...

All of this was a sign that Su Yang was once again going to wither away before him.

Su Yang tilted his head and smiled apologetically at Tang Erda. He said, "Captain, there is no need to be so anxious to find a solution to the problem of dried rose leaf gas, in our line of work, we should have expected this kind of ending a long time ago.

If I die, the base will pay me a big pension, and Ann and I have always wanted to move to a new house, and when that pension comes down, she will finally be able to take the kids and live in a new house that she likes.

"Captain!" -- Su Yang called to him with a smile, saluted him, looked at him with clean, clear eyes and said, "Lieutenant Su Yang of the 3rd detachment, requesting one last mission, as I have been contaminated, please let me take your place and lead the investigation of the perfume factory! "

Again!

Tang Erda clenched his back teeth so hard that his cheeks trembled, and his eyes were so thick with emotion that they were on the verge of dripping down, the whites of his eyes bloodshot.

Su Yang knows that Bai Liu holds the solution to the problem, and even though he is dying, Su Yang once again insists on letting Bai Liu, the culprit, go, simply because he believes Bai Liu is an innocent man.

Even if Bai Liu had a solution to everything, he shouldn't have been forced to hand it over by Tang Erda in such a harsh manner!

Su Yang's insistence on letting Bai Liu go is exactly the same as that timeline!

He will not let such a mistake happen again! He will not and cannot let Bai Liu walk out of the base alive!

Even if it means sacrificing Su Yang and the 1000s of people, we can't let the explosion that destroyed everything happen again, Bai six's growth is too scary, just three games in and this man has already gained access to the evil gods and can manipulate these evil god-tainted heretics ......

To let him out would be to put all these heretics in the hands of the Bai six - the bloodied faces of those who died because of the Bai six's cruelty came back to haunt Tang Erda's eyes, and they whistled -

--Captain! Kill him! Kill the source of all this! Kill him and this will end! Or the world will fall into the arms of the evil gods forever!

By that time, everything Su Yang wanted to protect, his parents, his wife, his children, and the entire third detachment, would have withered because of the spread of that perfume.

If he can't save Su Yang, he has to save those whom Su Yang wants him to save!

The moment Tang Erda pulled the trigger, a man lurched out of the way next to her.

He held Tang Erda's hand from behind and folded it inwards, the bullet grazing Bai Liu's foot, causing Lu Yizhan to cry out in fear: "Dad, Bai Liu, can I call you dad? Can you not hold the barrel of someone else's gun and point it at yourself next time? I'll have to eat hot pot with you in hell if I'm slow!"

Bai Liu leaned lazily against the wall, squinting at Lu Yizhan: "This is what I just learned with you."

Lu Yizhan, who held the barrel of Bai Liu's gun to his forehead ten minutes ago, was speechless: "...... Can't you learn something good from me?!"

"Can't." Bai Liu skimmed his mouth slightly downwards and looked away from him, "Is it the first day you know I like to learn bad things?"

Tang Erda didn't even react for a moment when he was lunged forward from behind by the tall Lu Yizhan. He didn't even expect Lu Yizhan, an ordinary man, to be here in the restricted area, so for a moment Tang Erda was lunged at from behind by Lu Yizhan, thinking that the things behind him were monsters controlled by Bai Liu.

The moment Tang Erda subconsciously raised his gun to kill the monster, he turned his head and saw Lu Yizhan, the policeman he had brought with him, instead of the monster, pouncing on him.

A stunned Tang Erda narrowly managed to control his trigger hand before he blew Lu Yizhan's head off with his gun, shrugging off his own gun and letting the bullet hit the side.

Lu Yizhan seized the few seconds it took for Tang Erda to retract her gun and, using the small grappling skills he had learnt at the police academy, he was able to use his hands to reverse the hold on Tang Erda's hands.

Tang Erda could not have broken free if he tried, after all, he was a trained professional and his physical condition was many levels higher than Lu Yizhan's, but the way he broke free must have been quite violent, Lu Yizhan, whose limbs were now closely attached to him, would definitely be missing an arm or a leg. Tang Erda did not want to hurt Lu Yizhan, an ordinary man who was only somewhat involved with Bai Liu, so he resisted with a restrained gesture.

But this has led Lu Yizhan to be more and more aggressive.

Lu Yizhan seized the gap left by Tang Erda's desire not to hurt him and took hold of Tang Erda's hands, which were clipped behind his back, and pushed them against the wall.

Tang Erda's neck was bruised with anger: "I'm your superior! Let go of me!"

Lu Yizhan, who is still being pinned to the wall with his body weight, shouted pitifully, "Sir! Don't just move your gun, sir! Why can't we just sit down and have a hot pot and talk? Why do we have to see blood? I swear my friend is not a good person, but he has done far less than the death penalty, sir!"

Bai Liu casually followed Lu Yizhan and said, "Yes, sir, I'm just a small businessman, the maximum transaction amount is not more than $10,000, so you don't have to do this to me, right?"