Chapter 156: The Dangerous Heresy Treatment Authority

Tang Erda, who was so angry that she was about to faint: " Lu Yizhan, let go of me! You have no idea what a dangerous monster Bai Liu is!"

Lu Yizhan suddenly became serious: "I guarantee on my life that Bai Liu has never done anything illegal or criminal in his life so far."

Tang Erda's eyes were red: "So far then, are you Buming White, Bai Six the type of person born to commit crimes?!"

"If you give him the slightest chance and soil, he will definitely commit an irreparable crime, you are also a police officer, don't you know how to deal with such people, when you meet them?!"

"...... stifles crime, governs behaviour and observes motives." Lu Yizhan replied, after a short silence.

"Control and observation can be removed." Tang Erda breathed heavily, her tone extremely cold, "At the Bureau of Heresy, we have only one way to deal with extremely dangerous and uncontrollable heretics, and that is to snuff them out."

After the words were spoken, Tang Erda's arm broke free from Lu Yizhan's grip for a moment as he loosened his grip.

Tang Erda twisted her hand around Lu Yizhan's arm and twisted it downwards, Lu Yizhan let go in pain, Tang Erda turned her attack and caught Lu Yizhan's neck with her elbow.

Lu Yizhan struggled as hard as he could, holding Tang Erda's hand in his grip, kicking him in the corridor and flipping him over with his gun at the waist.

Tang Erda's gun flew off, missing its aim, and the bullet hit the metal jamb of the corridor, crackling with a rebounding crunch and Lu Yizhan's heartbreaking roar as it came crashing down on Bai Liu: " Bai Liu! Get down!!!"

The bullet grazed Bai Liu's ear and smashed into the door behind him [0001], which, bizarrely enough, fell to the ground softly without a sound.

Tang Erda's eyes and movements took on a bloody air: "Do you know what it is you must save?!"

Lu Yizhan unconsciously released his grip on Tang Erda's hands as he was suffocating, and Tang Erda's right foot simply looped around Lu Yizhan's right arm, which was wrapped around him, and drove his knee into the back of Lu Yizhan's head.

Lu Yizhan was pinned to the ground by Tang Erda on one knee on his pillow bone, and he felt that his teeth had been shaken loose by Tang Erda's solid blow.

Just now Tang Erda really did save his strength, this time he had no strength to struggle at all ......

Lu Yizhan's mouth was full of acid and blood seeped out of his jarred teeth and onto the floor, staining his face.

Bai Liu was blocked in the corridor alleyway, Tang Erda raised her gun on him again, Bai Liu held the coin in his chest without moving, he squinted at Lu Yizhan who was controlled by Tang Erda -

--Although he had promised Lu Yizhan not to use these monsters lightly, the situation at hand wasn't exactly easy, was it?

But the time he used it, Bai Liu clearly felt himself being consumed, as if his life force was being taken away from him, making him rapidly weakened, and he didn't know what would happen if he used it again ......

Lu Yizhan saw Bai Liu's little gesture of holding the coin and he couldn't help but give a fuck and try to get up on the floor: " Bai Liu! Don't use that! Don't summon those monsters again!"

Tang Erda reacted quickly, and without hesitation, he threw his hand at the monster-looking figure, which was interrupted by the quick movement of the figure's hand.

The dark figure was hit squarely in the face and let out a low "fuck" as it quickly retreated into the shadows.

"?!" Lu Yizhan, who was lying on the ground, was taken aback and screamed miserably, "I thought I told you not to summon monsters!"

Bai Liu shrugs innocently, "I didn't, not yet, these [monsters] came up on their own."

Mu Sicheng stepped out of the shadows, wiping away the bloodstain on his face from the butt of his gun with his thumb and lowering his eyebrows to Bai Liu at the end, impatiently, "Who are you calling a monster?!"

He had a gun in his hand and was pointing it at Tang Erda.

Tang Erda was unperturbed by the gun being pointed at her: "It's you, Mu Sicheng the thief."

Tang Erda instantly reacted to that gun-stealing hooking move as soon as it came out - it was a standard move of the [Capuchin Thief] under Bai six's team, and he had once been caught in a chase and had his gun stolen by his opponent's hooking hand in a single glance.

The other man then nastily twirled the gun around his finger while using it from his hand to shoot down all the members of his team who were chasing him with Tang Erda.

From the shadows another man emerged with a gun pointed at him, Muke, and Liu Jiayi stood next to Muke looking at Tang Erda with no emotion on his face.

Trader Muke, little witch Liu Jiayi, capuchin thief Mu Sicheng ---- Tang Erda looked slowly around the room, all of whom were old acquaintances of his.

---- is one core player short, Bai six This guy's [Wandering Circus] is complete.

In five years' time, these guys will have been groomed by Bai six to be the best mad dogs Bai six has to offer and will turn into the monsters Tang Erda remembers.

-- a thief who hooks his gun in one look, the little witch who is fourth in the king's list, and Muke, who has amassed an unbelievable fortune by the time he starts investigating the Bai six hiding behind Muke's back.

And then there was the craziest player of all, the [clown shooter] who personally slaughtered his entire team in a league match, the son of an arms smuggler in reality, who was a wanted man worldwide before entering the game and had links to all the major terrorist organisations.

---- is also the same [clown sniper] who, in the very beginning of that timeline, combined with Bai six to kill Su Yang with a silver bullet.

But now, nothing is happening.

These monsters, who would later do evil and do everything, are still all cubs, and have not yet grown to the point where many lives will be written for the sins they have committed, and to the point where those he knows so well will be left, in pain and broken, on their knees crying before their tombstones.

Asking now, all these evil, monstrous fledglings, all locked up in this deep, bottomless cage, all he needed to do was fire a single shot, and the future he had avoided would never come again.

Tang Erda's unfocused eyes move from the body of a soaked and dirty Liu Jiayi to the face of Mu Sicheng, whose face is bloodied and whose grip on the gun is not quite standard, and then to the hand of Muke, whose face is tense and whose gun is pointed at him with deadly accuracy.

Eventually, he looked over at Bai Liu, who was standing in front of the door of Heresy [0001] .

All of them are no longer what Tang Erda remembers, they are too weak, too thin, as if Tang Erda's memories of them killing each other were just an illusion he had fabricated to comfort himself, but this idea is completely destroyed the moment he sees Bai Liu.

Only Bai Liu has not changed, he still looks exactly the same as Tang Erda does in all her timeline memories, with his plain, cheap white shirt and trousers, slim build and dark, non-reflective eyes.

Bai Liu gazed calmly down at Tang Erda, his eyes as dark as the night sky that would never again usher in daylight, and he watched him like an abyss watching an impotent hunter.

It was a very strange feeling.

Tang Erda has so many memories that he can no longer remember how many timelines he has been through, and his mind has stored so many painful memories that he is on the verge of losing track of most of the events.

But he always had these black eyes from Bai six, which were drowning in his mind's eye.

Bai six is like an indestructible, invincible evil god, forever in the deepest recesses of memory at the end of the story, gazing calmly at Tang Erda with such smiling eyes, as if at his unattainable mercy, saying, "You see, no matter how much you struggle, you cannot get the result you want, you cannot save the person you want to save.

Those who had died countless times reached out and grabbed Tang Erda's wrists and ankles, trying to drag him through the abyss and hell as they howled at him in despair - Captain! Kill him! Avenge us!

These memories replay themselves in every area of Tang Erda's brain where they can provoke an emotional response, eventually blending into a grey-black, indistinguishable mix of memories called the hatred of all - no longer Tang Erda's alone.

It was as if many dead people were living in his head at the same time, around him, all the time, every second, whispering in Tang Erda's ear with blood and tears on their faces - Captain, why haven't you avenged me?

Have you forgotten about us?

Forgotten these players who died for you, forgotten the meaning of your own existence, forgotten why you set out on this path?

This anger that does not stop, that converges from all, reaches its peak the second Tang Erda sees Bai six in each timeline.

It was as if these spirits of resentment that had been haunting him possessed him unstoppably at that moment, hissing and screaming at Bai six with rage, why did you do that!!!

To do such heinous crimes to innocent people, and to see these ordinary people struggling so much because of what you bring to the table, doesn't it pain you to do so?!

These were the words of Tang Erda when she first caught Bai six and questioned him.

He was nowhere near as calm as he is now with Bai Six, or rather, Tang Erda couldn't stay calm at all, and the only thing on his mind was to shoot Bai Six sitting in the interrogation room.

It took nearly two detachments of dead men to get this guy on base, and some other members of the [Wandering Circus] took some of their members away alive.

Every second of the interrogation of Bai six, the surviving members of the team who had returned to the base received videos of the captured team members being tortured into confessions.

Those who were taken alive suffered crimes worse than death, and while suffering the crimes, videos were taken and sent to the mobile phones or computers of every surviving member of the base.

Just watching a video like that, no one would feel lucky to have survived, both for those who returned to the base and those who didn't.

The clown's face appears in the video, with a square or plum symbol painted in oil paint on his face, a giant teardrop smeared with black paint under his right eye, and exaggeratedly large mouths outlined in red on either side of his lips, pleasantly upturned and grinning cheekily.

He lifted the hair of one of his team members, who was sitting in the torture chair, tortured beyond recognition, and said that if you want your team member, take our boss in exchange.

The face of this player, Tang Erda, is one she can never forget.

His uniform was already wet with blood, his whole body was trembling in unconscious spasms, and the work card on his chest was also bloodstained, with the word Su faintly visible and the rest of the words stained and dyed with blood.

This member of the team was being carried by the Joker by his hair, but was looking at the camera with unfocused and completely lax eyes.

As if suddenly remembering something, the clown grabbed his hair and disliked the dying face of the member of the team on the torture chair with drooping eyelids towards the camera and said with a smile, Oh, I forgot to tell you the identity of the person who is being punished this time, this is the deputy leader of the third detachment, Su Yang .

Su Yang lifted his dirty, scarred face with difficulty, and he blood dripped from the wound on his forehead, sliding in patches from his eye, down to his jaw and dripping onto the ground.

It was as if he had been torn to the wound by the Joker's movements and the pain awakened what little consciousness Su Yang had left, he looked sluggishly into the camera and said dryly, Captain, it must be, calm, not at their pace, go.

Tang Erda can barely think as he stands in front of the video of Su Yang's abuse, a white light dense with blood.

He tells himself that he must be calm, that he must be cool, that he cannot lynch a prisoner for which there is no evidence, that he needs to uphold justice, and Su Yang is telling him this, Su Yang is telling him that he wants him to hold his ground, to maintain the last line between man and monster.

There is no difference between the law enforcement officer who loses his cool and starts abusing the prisoner and the clown who abuses his team members.

Tang Erda wanted to kill Bai Six, who was sitting in the chair across from him and smiling at him loosely.

But Su Yang's bloodied words to him turned into an invisible bandage that tied him to the chair, leaving Tang Erda with red eyes and distance, hissing and questioning Bai six, the manipulative, vicious man behind all this.

Tang Erda's forehead was bruised as she questioned Bai six: "You have enough money, you have enough wealth to spend for several lifetimes, why do you continue to do such things that hurt people, just for profit, you smuggle evil into the world!!!"

And Bai six hooked the corners of his mouth as he propped his elbows on the arms of his chair interlocking his fingers in front of him, silver handcuffs hanging from his wrists.

He leaned back lazily, tilted his head slightly to look across at Tang Erda, and repeated Tang Erda's drawing with a smirk: "Why did I smuggle evil into the world?"

He stands up propped up on the tabletop and leans forward to gaze down at Tang Erda, who is immobilised in her chair by a certain oppression, and from his chest shirt slips the coin and the pendant of the reverse cross, which dangles erratically in front of Tang Erda's eyes.

Tang Erda put his hands warily to his back as he looked up at Bai six.

Bai six lowered his eyes, "Officer, why would I smuggle evil to earth, of course because there are many people on earth who are buying evil from me."

"I don't do things without profit, but on the whole, I'm just one link in the supply chain of evil too, and it's not me, the smuggler, that you should really sanction, but the humans who buy evil from me, with constant greed, and without them, there would be no me."

Tang Erda held her breath as she looked at Bai six.

Bai six slowly sat back down again, "Why don't you go and sanction those people?"

"It's that there are too many of them is it? So many that they already make up more than half of the general population that you, as a group, are trying to protect? The law doesn't apply to everyone, officer, I understand that."

Bai six lifted his eyes: "When cigarettes started to become popular, there was also a lot of opposition, from the government and the government to many of the general public who had a sober knowledge of the stuff, but no matter how high the taxes, how strong the exclusion measures, even if smoking is harmful to health printed on every cigarette box, this refreshing, mildly addictive, health more dangerous substance, it has still turned out to be one of the most circulated daily pastimes on the market, providing most countries around the world, with a rather high amount of tax revenue."

Bai six whispers, while his eyes sweep to Tang Erda's breast pocket, where half a cigarette case is revealed.

Tang Erda subconsciously squeezed her cigarette case as she was swept away by Bai six's light-hearted gaze.

"You see, you're obsessed with this stuff too." Bai six laughed softly as he spread his hands, "Sir, don't you think you're being double-standard? You can't resist the charms of cigarettes, how can you ask the general public to resist the charms of dried rose leaf gas? There is no fundamental difference between the two, they are both refreshing, mildly addictive substances that pose a major health hazard."

"These two things are not the same at all!" Tang Erda snarled back, "Don't you give me the wrong idea, Bai six! I can quit smoking, but these things can kill you! They will wither!!!"

Bai six finally laughed heartily and happily as he looked calmly at Tang Erda: "You know, when cigarettes first became popular, there was a lot of talk about how you can't quit them, so don't touch them, have you seen many people who have actually quit them?"

"Aren't you now swearing that you can give up cigarettes a self-delusion that you are trying to find an excuse for security in the act of smoking cigarettes? Wouldn't you quit smoking cigarettes if they were withering away from dried rose leaf gas? Wouldn't you feel extremely irritated by the decline in your state due to the thought of smoking?"

"You're going to be immersed in this state for the rest of your life, you need to fight this addiction all the time, do you think this really counts in the category [of being able to quit]?"

Bai six smiles and looks directly at Tang Erda.

Tang Erda looked into the scattered black eyes of Bai six, and he uttered not a word.

Bai six retracted his gaze as he spoke on unhurriedly, "So on the basis that you can't quit, as long as you keep the supply up, this stuff is the same as cigarettes, it's refreshing, increases productivity for all and brings cheap and easy pleasure."

"Do you think anyone would really reject something like this? No. Profitable capitalists will automatically promote this stuff and use it to increase employee productivity, and eventually it will become something that has the same status as coffee."

Tang Erda's breath caught in her throat.

Bai six looked at him with pity: "As soon as this kind of thing proliferates, these people who are used to it will start to find automatic and reasonable excuses for its existence, just like cigarettes, and there are many countries in this world where cannabis is legal, and their Christmas gifts are cannabis, and they use this evil object, given by the devil, on the day of the birth of God celebration."

"They may have felt at first that such things were wrong too, but now you see them, they have begun to feel that they can have the freedom to enjoy these things, that they are nobler than us, and are beginning to sympathise with us in turn, as I am sure you have seen, Officer Tang ."

"Even if you print the label [smell and die] on dried rose leaf gas, they will just tear it off as if nothing had happened and revel in the fragrance of the rose."

Tang Erda looked at the red warning on her cigarette packet [Smoking is bad for your health] and her eyes were wide open.

"It wasn't me you had to stop, it was these self-serving humans." Bai six whispered softly, "I've told them to be careful with the roses, yet they still volunteer to become puppets of evil and are willing to wither for it, how can you blame me for that, Sergeant?"

"Team Tang!" The door to the interrogation room was slammed open and a member of the team took an extremely hard look at the languid Bai six, eventually his eyes fell on Tang Erda's face and his tone was hard, "Something's wrong, come out and take a look ......"

As soon as Tang Erda exited the interrogation room, the team members outside bowed their heads in unison as if in silence, some of them with red eyes and gritted teeth.

"What's going on?" Tang Erda forced herself to calm down, "Did the other side send a new video?"

One team member let out a bitter laugh, "No, it's worse than that, Team Tang, our capture of the producer behind the Rose Dried Leaf Gas has been exposed online and now ...... is being boycotted by many people starting topics."

"What does it mean to be boycotted ......?" Tang Erda asked calmly.

"Being boycotted is ......" this reporting team member took a deep breath and his eyes began to redden, "they don't want us to arrest the producers of dried rose leaf gas, they want to legalize the stuff, many people know full well the the dangers of the stuff and more and more people are becoming addicted to the aroma of the stuff ......"

"They feel that the producers are reasonable and should not be savagely captured by us, they feel that this stuff is not at all as harmful as we make it out to be, but on the contrary can bring great benefits ......"

The team reported numbly, "People who work can finish their work faster after using it, students can easily get better grades in exams after using it, women can become self-disciplined and beautiful after using it, men can become fit after using it, the elderly can even get relief from some diseases after using it, there is no need to boycott such things at all even if there are after-effects. Still think we are ...... we are ......"

Tang Erda looked over emotionlessly, "Think we're what?"

"Thinking that we ...... are preventing them, the general public, from enjoying something that only the privileged class can enjoy, are ...... lapdogs." The team member gritted his teeth, "Because many people who the public thought were rich were making a big deal of posting videos of themselves using this perfume online, and after the internet police deleted it, the public were spreading it privately, and we couldn't stop it at all."

"And these people are carrying the tempo that we are going to call off the production of this perfume at any moment ......"

Tang Erda closed her eyes, "Did we send out a statement explaining that many of these people they thought were rich were the purchasers and marketers of the prescription for this perfume and that this was most likely a publicity and marketing ploy on their part to encourage impulse spending by them, the general public?"

"Sent." The team member laughed bitterly, "But no one believed us at all."

"There is another very important reason why this perfume cannot be stopped after it has started to be used, and already the contaminated population, fearing that we will simply call off the production of the factory, will start to spray this perfume in public of their own accord, semi-forcibly forcing others to be contaminated by this perfume ...... and once they are contaminated by this perfume, people's judgement drops so much that it's like they're going crazy, and they fall into an irrational obsession with this stuff, and they start joining the ranks of those boycotting us ......"

"Captain, there are many people who have already been contaminated who are staging a sit-in in front of the government, demanding that we be banned as a department ......"

"Captain, they're still sending video over there! What do we do?!"

"Captain, the already contaminated crew is starting to wilt, does that Bai six really know what to do with this stuff?!"

"Captain ......"

"Captain ......"

Tang Erda's disorientated gaze passes over the anxious, frightened, resentful faces of the familiar team members who flock to him, and he drifts along, finally settling on the cloudy face in the small window of the interrogation room.

In the small window, Bai six turned his head to look at him, those dark, light-absorbing eyes just looking at him without a ripple, smiling, mouthing to him.

" Captain Tang, Rose, does it smell good?"

An ear-piercing, unmistakable scream drilled into his eardrums as a team member stumbled and crumpled over, holding his computer, "Captain! The clowns have started killing people!!!"

Tang Erda felt he was fastened seven-handed to the computer screen and almost unconsciously clicked on the little video that had been sent to him, showing the Joker's comically oiled face with an exaggeratedly over-the-top smile as he held up a gun to a limp, bloodied figure on the floor and playfully made what sounded like a mechanical announcement at the start of a game.

"Stampede Crew Trivia, Ready - Go!"

"Bang!" A shot hit the palm of his right hand, and the man on the ground couldn't help but tilt his head back and cover his hand with a hoarse cry of pain.

"Bang!" Hitting the left ankle.

"Bang!" Right hand.

"Bang!" Left hand.

"Bang!" Calf.

The man being struck shuddered as if he couldn't control his pain response with each shot, and could feel that he had used all his strength to control himself not to make a sound and produce a reaction; he didn't want his pain response to shake these players in pain when he was shot down and delivered to them.

But halfway through, almost all the team members turned their heads away with red eyes, except Tang Erda, who looked at the screen like she was possessed and wouldn't look away.

The clown changed the snatch gate twice before he aimed the final shot at the man's head.

The Joker stepped on the back of the man, who had been beaten like a lump of rotten meat, grabbed his face by the hair and lifted him backwards, pointing the face, whose pupils had spread, at the screen.

His eyelids drooped, his eyelashes smeared with blood from his own body, and Su Yang, always a neat, clean, gentle and reliable lieutenant of the third detachment, was now so dirty that he would normally have taken a shower before going to the hospital.

But now he no longer has that chance.

The only word visible on the work card on his chest, [Su], was completely red from the blood dripping down his face.

"From now on, if you don't let Bai six go, I'll kill one of your team members every hour, starting with him." The clown laughed playfully and aimed his gun at the back of Su Yang's head.

Su Yang blinked very slowly twice, his dry mouth moved, his breathing too weak to be seen: "...... Never, be, carried away by him, Captain, must, save those, who are contaminated."

"BANG ---!!!"

Blood splattered under Tang Erda's eyes.