Chapter 389 Vitality
"Most of the investigators of the Secret Keeper are ordinary people... but if we really want to classify them, we can still divide them into different levels..."
Fang Xian thought silently as he watched Luo Fu open the trunk of the car and start to equip himself with weapons.
This is what he came up with through indirect hints during this period, with some speculation of his own added.
Apprentice, formal, senior, elite, legendary!
Needless to say, the trainee investigators are just a group of rookies. Of course, there may be some outstanding talents hidden among them.
Formal investigators can solve some ordinary supernatural cases through cooperation.
A senior investigator, with a clear mind, strong physique, and subtle insight, is qualified to conduct independent investigations and can often solve a supernatural case by himself, which may slightly involve spells or other supernatural content.
Elite investigators, the backbone of the Secret Keeper organization, are generally involved in supernatural powers and may also possess some supernatural items. They have the ability to solve most cases.
As for the last legendary investigator, he is the trump card of the Secret Keeper organization. He must possess supernatural powers, wield terrifying influence, know the secrets hidden deep in the world, and may also be directly connected with some extraordinary creatures.
"According to my classification...Love can probably be considered a senior investigator? Capable of solving a supernatural case by himself?"
Fang Xian was slightly distracted and took the revolver handed to him by Luo Fu.
"Here, let the two of us solve this case!"
Lof bit the bullet, kept loading the magazine, and put two revolvers on his waist: "Your gun license has been obtained... So, take it. Do you remember the content of the gun training?"
"no problem!"
Fang Xian skillfully opened the magazine, checked the bullets, and closed it again.
"The target is inside the exhibition hall. What should we do?" He followed Love to the outside of the exhibition hall and asked curiously, "Should we wait until night to sneak in?"
"No... According to your description, some people have already seen the sculpture. There may be a problem... It must be resolved as soon as possible."
Luo Fu smiled and said, "Just wait and see."
Fang Xian waited for a few minutes and suddenly heard a sirens.
“Fire alarm!”
"Evacuate the audience!"
A group of police officers wearing black uniforms and six-pointed star badges on their chests rushed into the exhibition hall and began to evacuate the crowd.
It didn’t take long before the originally bustling exhibition suddenly became empty and a cordon was set up around the perimeter.
Fang Xian noticed that the police officers only evacuated the exhibition hall and did not rush into Dewen's workshop. It was obvious that they had communicated with the keeper in advance.
"No... maybe the keeper is an official agency? No, no, or... a private agency supported by the government?"
If a regime controls the Secret Keeper, it is impossible not to study supernatural powers, which is not in line with the Secret Keeper's concept of restraint.
Therefore, Fang Xian guessed that the relationship between the keeper and the official was probably a cooperative one, and a very close one.
"Okay, it's our turn."
Luo Fu found an empty corner and climbed through the window with Fang Xian to enter the exhibition hall.
In the empty hall, the footsteps of two people became clearer and clearer.
Led by Fang Xian, they arrived outside Dewen's studio.
"It's really... so great, so shocking..."
In the studio, that group of people had not left yet. They seemed to be immersed in their own little world, unaware of what was happening outside.
"Oral tranquilizer!"
Love gestured, took out a small red pill from his belt and put it in his mouth.
Immediately, he rushed in with guns in both hands: "Ladies... Gentlemen... The tour is over, get out!"
Inside the studio.
The men and women stood there like statues, motionless, and I couldn't bear to take my eyes off the statues.
"Don't you think... isn't this great?"
Dewen looked fascinated, stroking the unfinished statue and looking at Luo Fu.
"Don't you think... isn't this great?"
Inside the studio, others spoke at the same time.
The voices, some sweet, some gentle, some old, and some sharp, were like small knives, constantly stabbing into Love's mind.
"ah!"
Even with his spirit enhanced by drugs, Love couldn't help but cover his head and half-kneel on the ground, feeling that he had lost the strength to pull the trigger.
Just then, a spherical object rolled in and exploded suddenly, emitting a lot of smoke.
Fang Xian, who was hiding outside the door, saw that something was wrong and immediately threw a powerful hypnotic bomb in according to the previous plan.
Hiss!
In the white mist, the sound of bodies falling to the ground could be heard.
Luo Fu felt that the influence of the whispering on him had suddenly weakened a lot. He stood up and pointed his gun at Dewen who was not asleep yet.
The fact that he was not knocked down by the hypnotic bullet means that he has been corrupted by dark forces and has undergone certain changes. He is no longer an ordinary human being and must be taken seriously!
"Put your hands up!"
He yelled, "Or I'll blow your head off. Tell me... who asked you to make this statue?"
“No one asked me to make it. I just wanted to complete this great work myself…”
Dewen's expression was both bewildered and proud: "I learned about its existence from the Kepro manuscript... It is simply a perfect creation, the art of God... It only needs one last step to be completed."
'Is it a random supernatural outbreak, without any organization?'
A person who has already gone insane has no concept of perjury.
Luo Fu subconsciously chose to believe it and breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he saw Devin ignore his warning, pick up the carving knife in his hand, and seemed to continue sculpting.
Love didn't hesitate and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
With a loud noise, Dewen's head exploded like a watermelon.
The next moment, Love's expression changed drastically.
He saw that in Dewen's exploded head, there was no white or red brain matter, but instead there were struggling and wriggling worms!
These insects twisted and climbed quickly, came to the edge of Devin's shoes, crawled along his trouser legs, over his thighs and chest... crawled to the broken neck of the hideous man, and began to huddle together and reorganize.
A flesh-colored head grew back and turned into Dewen's face.
"See? This is the power of worms, the miracle of life!"
He looked fanatical.
Every word he said was like a needle piercing into Luo Fu's mind.
"No... this is... a supernatural force that cannot be solved !"
"I'm too careless. The evil of this power is beyond my imagination... I must ask for help from the branch!"
Love stepped back quickly.
But suddenly, he lost control of his body.
The scene of the worms climbing up and reorganizing into a brain overturned his normal thinking , making his consciousness gradually become blurred...
