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    The building of the headquarters of the Yiren Forum is located in the Linghai Science and Technology Park on the outskirts of Shanghai. Unlike ordinary network technology companies, the forum headquarters did not buy one or two buildings. They bought the entire 30-hectare technology park. It is possible to buy such a piece of land in a place like the Shanghai stock market where the land is expensive. …

    "It's really rich."

    Di Xiao couldn't help but sighed that although this was not the first time he came here, he couldn't help but be amazed every time he came here. Don't look at the fact that there are not many users on the Yiren forum, only hundreds of thousands, but there are indeed many ways for them to make money. , In addition to undertaking various advertisements related to foreigners, the forum also contracted the handling of most abnormal cases in China.

    In fact, the cases handled by the Secret Service only account for a small number of cases in China. If the number of cases is 100%, then the Secret Service may only be responsible for handling 30% of the cases, and most of the remaining cases are handled by the Alien Forum. It was handed over to different people from all over the world, and the forum would appear as an intermediary in these different cases. No matter how much the parties paid to the different people who worked, the forum would take 20% to 30% of the commission.

    In other words, if there is no compensation for a strange case, such as the case in the south of the city, then the Alien Forum will never intervene. They will directly transfer the case to the Secret Service and leave it to the model workers in the Secret Service. In other words, they don't care about unprofitable cases. After all, the forum is a large commercial company, and everything is for profit.

    In addition to intermediary transactions, they will also advertise various commercial institutions related to Yiren on the website, and they will also arrange jobs for Yiren who are applying for jobs, and then collect commissions from the workers.

    From the point of view of arranging work, the Yiren Forum has won the favor of most of the foreigners. After all, this is a very real world. Even the foreigners have to worry about the firewood, rice, oil and salt, and no one dares to rely on their own ability in society. You can do whatever you want. After all, there are knives of the secret bureau hanging above their heads, and the aliens who dare to do things are dead.

    The main company of the Yiren Forum is more business-minded than the general Yiren family. After they made their first pot of gold, the money rolled more and more like a snowball, and they continued to carry out external business with the company's principal. He has also set foot in the fields of medical care and network technology, and even some business branches have contacted ordinary people, just wearing the coat of other companies.

    At this moment, there was a burst of gunshots coming from the newsgroup building, but because the source of the sound was too high, it was not so clear when the gunshots came down.

    When Di Xiao looked up, he saw that the window of the newsgroup conference room was smashed open by a figure.

    The man broke the window and jumped down on his own initiative. He seemed to be running away from something because of fear. Seeing how anxious he was when he broke the glass, it seemed to him that jumping off a building was better than staying in the house.

    Di Xiao squinted and glanced, and found that the person who jumped off the building seemed to be holding a cone-shaped object in his hand.

    At this time, the voice of his subordinates also came from the earphones Di Xiao was wearing.

    "Boss, Zhao Kang took the lead in resisting, the scene has been suppressed by us." The subordinate said, his tone was a little nervous, it seemed that he was afraid of Di Xiao's anger because he did not do things well, "The others have already been shot on the spot, only Zhao Kang jumped off. ...are you downstairs? Can you see him?"

    Di Xiao looked at the figure that kept falling down, and said softly that he could see it.

    "They are all aliens, but only Zhao Kang is stronger and escaped the bullet in time."

    "Don't worry about this, I'll take care of him."

    At the same time, Zhao Kang, who keeps falling downstairs, is already anxious. He doesn't think about anything now, he just wants to use all means to survive. At this moment, he has already figured out that this time, the news group is unlucky. Touched the bad head of the secret bureau, the boss of the forum, the boss of the boss, sold everyone in their newsgroup directly in order to quell the anger of the secret bureau.

    People who sell a group of newsgroups can exchange for temporary stability and calm the anger of the secret bureau...

    Why not do this?

    If Zhao Kang was the boss of the forum company, he would definitely make the same decision. If the newsgroup is gone, it will be gone. The big deal is to recruit people. If they can't recruit people in the alien circle, they will recruit ordinary people. They are engaged in journalism in China. There are so many people, and if you have money, you are afraid that you won't be able to find someone?

    "I can't die... can't die..."

    When falling downstairs, Zhao Kang slammed into the wall with the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and the speed of his descent suddenly slowed down a lot. Zhao Kang's physical fitness was obviously unable to withstand this kind of force. The muscles in his arms almost contorted and spasmed, and the intense pain made him feel the urge to faint at any time.

    But it is undeniable that his desire to survive is very strong. Even though the pain in his arms is unbearable, he still drags the demon-subduing pestle in his hand and keeps sliding down the stairs.

    During the landing, Zhao Kang found that there was no one in the science and technology park. It seemed that the place had been cleared a long time ago, and even the security guards who used to line up for patrol could not see... But this is also good, at least better than he imagined. The better one, he thought that a group of soldiers from the Armed Forces were aiming guns at him downstairs.

    Of course, he soon found himself thinking too well.

    Because when he landed to a height of about ten floors, he gradually saw an acquaintance standing in the shadow of the corner of the building.

    It was none other than Di Xiao, who was aiming at Zhao Kang with a black light pistol.

    Zhao Kang didn't care whether Di Xiao could hear what he said, he trembled and said a word.

    "do not."

    Gunshots sounded.

    With three consecutive gunshots, three more blood holes appeared on Zhao Kang's forehead in an instant, and the hands that were clenching the demon pestle were also weakly released, like garbage falling from a high altitude, with the sound of howling wind. He fell heavily in front of the hall door.

    Maybe this is a signal.

    After Zhao Kang landed, the members of the Armed Forces Department upstairs also began to act according to the order, constantly throwing corpses out of the gap where the conference room window was knocked out.

    A series of dull sounds represented the end of this mission.

    "Director, it's done." Di Xiao called in time and reported the situation to his superiors immediately, "We have all killed everyone in the newsgroup. What do we need to do now? Let's go back to the capital directly?"

    "Drive to wait for me outside the Science and Technology Park." The old man's voice was still so relaxed and casual, his laughter sounded indescribably cordial, "I'll be down soon."

    down?

    Di Xiao was a little stunned, and instinctively looked up, as if looking for something.

    "You're here too?!"

    "I'm catching up with their boss. I'll talk about other things later. Let's hang up first."

    "Ah... well! I see!"

    After hanging up the phone, Di Xiao still didn't come back to his senses, but he didn't think about it anymore, took out an object the size of a mobile phone from his pocket, and slowly walked towards the corpses piled up on the ground.

    That is the C12 miniature spiritual body cage developed by the scientific research department a few years ago. With the blessing of the internal Taoist talisman, the spiritual body can be imprisoned in it for a maximum of one year, and the activity of the spiritual body can also be guaranteed. It will not weaken itself just because it is not in contact with the negative particles of the outside world.

    Di Xiao is not a character who can just trust others. There is almost no word trust in his dictionary, so Di Xiao did not believe all the words that Zhao Kang and others denied before. What he has to do now is to detain the spirits of the dead. After taking them back to the headquarters, they will use special means to test whether what they say is true or false.

    Whether it is true or false, they will inevitably be reincarnated in the end, because it is one thing before death and another after death, and the accounts that should be cleared have also been cleared, so there is no need to kill them all.

    The building in the deepest part of the science and technology park does not belong to any working group, and there are only a few clerks busy in the ordinary building, and most of what they do is financial accounting.

    The office of the owner of the forum company is in this building, and it is on the top floor that overlooks the entire technology park.

    At this time, the boss of the forum company was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his office, looking at Di Xiao who was busy collecting souls in the park from a distance.

    The boss's surname is Song and his name is Luojin. According to rumors, he seems to be from a certain folk lineage, and he was once a famous figure in the alien circle decades ago.

    "Have them restrained a long time ago... who can blame this..."

    Song Luojin watched everything that happened in the park silently. His face was neither sad nor angry. He was as calm as a bottomless pool of water, as if he had guessed that things would develop to this point. Nothing that happened today came as a surprise.

    Just when he was about to call and dispatch his men to appease the employees hiding in various office buildings, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

    It seems that someone is sitting on the sofa, and seems to have picked up the teacup on the table and poured himself a drink.

    "Who?!"

    Song Luojin turned back suddenly, but before he could take any further action, he only found that a long knife had been put on his neck. It seemed to be a specially made tactical knife inside the secret bureau. The black blade was slender and slightly curved. The bloodletting slots on both sides are also extremely conspicuous and dazzling.

    "Don't move." The knife bearer stared blankly at Song Luojin, and the tone of his speech was also frighteningly cold, "I have never liked you very much, so don't let me have the opportunity to cut your flesh with a knife. ."

    After Song Luojin saw the face of the knife bearer clearly, he couldn't help but smile as he raised his hands to express his surrender.

    "Minister Yan, what wind brought you here?"

    Yan Qing didn't answer his question, just turned his head and glanced at the sofa.

    Following Yan Qing's gaze, Song Luojin turned his head to the side, and his expression instantly froze on his face.

    Sitting on the sofa was an old man in a suit and leather shoes that looked like a gentleman. His snow-white hair was neatly groomed, and he wore a dark-gold bracelet on his right wrist. There were many densely carved talismans on it.Some indistinguishable spells were spoken, and the body of the bracelet was faintly glowing with a faint golden light.

    "Officer Zhou... Director Zhou, why are you here..."

    Song Luojin's smile was stiff, and there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

    "Don't tell me if you want to come, I'll pick it up myself..."

    "I've been busy with so many things lately, and I haven't had time to see you."

    The old man put the teacup on the coffee table with the same smile on his face, but that kind expression made Song Luojin shudder.

    "Xiao Song, I know you belong to them, so this time I came here specifically to catch up with you...I think you shouldn't mind, right?"

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