Albany, downtown.

tread!

Sean walked off the public flying car, and the water rippled under his leather boots.

The chill is getting stronger.

The drizzle carried the cold wind from the Arctic "Helen Star" and once again dominated the city of Albany in the northern hemisphere.

Although he came for the mission today, he did not wear the official police uniform of the police inspector, but instead wore a leather long black windbreaker.

With that young face, no one could have thought that this was an officer from the Central Investigation Bureau.

A gust of autumn wind mixed with rain came, and Sean stood up again with his collar and looked up at the lead-gray sky.

“I’m back to the lower city again.

Although it has only been less than two months, I have experienced too many things and it feels like I have passed so long for two lifetimes."

At the beginning.

It was after graduating from the police academy at the age of 18 that Sean started as a grassroots police officer in the Lower City area and took two years to step into the position of a first-level agent step by step, successfully achieving a class leap into the Central City area.

He is familiar with this low city area that he grew up in as much as the middle city area.

"The bad weather like today will not only interfere with your vision, but also wash away traces, and can also hide the movements in the dark. This person may not be easy to find."

Although he complained, after a little checking the equipment he was carrying, Sean still plunged into the rain.

During this period of time he joined the Central Bureau of Investigation.

Sean just followed Nancy to deal with several small cases, and did not rush to show his strength, nor did he mean to snatch three sets of original cakes.

I got along well with my new colleagues.

But a gentleman hides his weapons in his body and waits for the time to move. Sean has not forgotten his purpose of entering the Central Bureau of Investigation.

And the opportunity soon came to him.

The "city cleaning operation" carried out throughout Helen Star is still in full swing and is far from being terminated due to the fall of a "alloy gear heavy industry group".

It was even because of the "big cleaning" initiated by the top leaders with supreme determination that they suddenly realized that there were so many "rats" on the planet they ruled.

Including: virus resistance experiments for all citizens of Ancona, deaths from the Aosta mental hospital, high-frequency suicide cases at the Catania Bridge, large-scale deformity of newborns in Arezzo Relief...

Behind other vicious incidents are the shadows of "fanities" and secret associations.

Especially by analyzing the confidential information obtained from [Soldiers], the Grand Procuratorate confirmed that the "Awakening Association"'s nest was in the Lower City, and a higher intensity cleaning operation was launched.

Logically speaking, they were only ordinary members of civilian associations and could not defeat elite police officers who had received professional military training.

The mission progress is far from the time when the violent agency, the "Central Bureau of Investigation", needs to be involved.

But a day ago, the police system internal network reported a report of large-scale disappearances of personnel operating in the Xiacheng District, and hundreds of police officers were missing during the cleaning mission!

The operators of the Central Bureau of Investigation followed and reinforced the lower city area, and Sean, who had just joined the company, was also among them.

There are currently fixed teams within the "Crime Investigation Department" and have worked together for many years to cooperate in the mission.

Therefore, given Minister Colson's different attitude, the leader of the three teams simply arranged the new Sean as a guerrilla and acted cheaply.

This arrangement is exactly what Sean wants.

He had other purposes and didn't want to play with those scoundrels.

Recovering memories in this world and awakening [Driving the Rings] Until today, Sean has contacted three forces.

The first is the "Awakening Society" that created the Airport Bang, and various secret associations that were in harmony with it, and seemed to be popular with the "Cult of the Universe";

The second is the official Helen Star, including the central AI Alpha, which was declared by the president of the "Awakening Society" to be the actual ruler.

The last one is a "psychic abilities" represented by "engineers" and unknown how many are.

It is unclear where they are, what their purpose is, and what kind of power they are in.

Among these three forces.

The "engineer" did not even leave one contact information, and Sean was temporarily unable to penetrate the official power center of the consortium. Only the "Awakening Club" who obviously wanted to cause trouble was the easiest to get in touch with.

He is now desperate to seize the tail of the "Awakening Society" and learn from their mouths about the truth hidden behind the world!

Looking at the city that is still bright and bright in the rain.

Sean's tough face showed a not-so-friendly smile:

"Vulture, weasel, old smoker, my old friends, I wonder if you have missed me in the past few months?"

......

In a corner of the vast Lower City, a camera has been destroyed in a dark alley.

Hurry!

Bang bang bang bang...

A member of the club wearing a leather jacket and leather pants and a black dog pattern on his back was curled up in a corner covered with water. He was punched and kicked by two tall men.

The rain-like fists and feet fell on him, making the man with a fierce face unable to help but let out a burst of wail:

"Don't beat it anymore! Don't beat it anymore! Woo woo woo..."

But his miserable condition did not help solve his predicament at all, but instead made the perpetrator's beating even more fierce.

"Say or not? Say or not?"

If Sean is here, he will find that the two perpetrators are actually their new colleagues, Superintendent McPherson and Superintendent Barry Tel.

After receiving the same task, they are obviously using a less-legal method to violently interrogate people who are not so legal.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish.

No matter how technology develops, human society is bound to be a vital group like "vibrant social organizations".

They can always find ways to survive in the cracks and become the group most sensitive to wind and tides in the gray area.

In the ruling system of human society, the closer we get to the "ruled class", the more rules you are, the more you are talking about. Any security guard who is watching the door of any school can block all doubts by saying "This is a system regulation".

Students must buy things at a convenience store run by their relatives in the school.

The closer we get to the ruling class, the more we pay attention to "discretion", because all laws and rules are for them to exercise their power better.

The Central Bureau of Investigation, the violent institution closest to the center of power, is a typical example of it.

What is it like to be disabled?

"Wait, wait!"

The members of the club, who had been beaten for no reason, gasped heavily, raised their heads with all their might, and looked at the two police officers with grief and anger:

"I was almost beaten to death by you. Apart from 'speaking or not' and 'speaking or not', are you asking?"

McPherson and Barritt looked at each other, and their fists and feet suddenly became mid-air.

In the team channel, whisper:

"Didn't we ask just now?"

"Well, our goal is not this miscellaneous fish. If the captain didn't say "speak or not," the charge I prepared for him would actually be "step right foot first across the road."

So, it seems, maybe, probably, really didn't ask?"

But as a police officer who enforces the law impartially, he cannot help but give people a chance.

Barritt had to cough lightly and asked formally:

"Well, Mr. Simpson, don't be lucky and tell us where the missing police officers went.

There is no camera here, and the tentacles of Alpha cannot reach here. Whether you can walk out of this street completely depends on your attitude."

If they do not cooperate, the police officers from the Upper Town are obviously not afraid to use some more illegal means.

However, this member of the club who was caught purely because of his unluckyness obviously failed to seize this opportunity. After hearing the problem, he only looked confused and his lips were silenced:

"I really don't know this."

The fists and feet fell down again, and as Mr. Simpson's mouth was about to be broken by two police officers who "violent law enforcement".

Buzz!

Accompanied by the low roar of the engine, the lights of the maglev motorcycles cut through the rain curtain like sharp swords, illuminating the dark alley.

In the rain, a group of tyrants dressed in avant-garde pounced towards them with murderous intent.
Chapter completed!