Volume 2: Scales in the Pond Chapter 240: The Warden is Saving Himself
A psychic was investigating, but when he used his psychic power to see the situation in the warden's office, his face turned pale. He said in a hoarse voice: "The warden is still alive , but he is being trampled underfoot. I don't recommend that we rescue him."
The dying Earth-level Psychic Warden could only maintain his own body functions. One of their colleagues was standing next to him. He was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he dared not move.
Because there sat a blood-robed priest, stepping on the head of their warden and interrogating him:
"Since these people were sent to your prison, then you are also involved, right?"
Qiao Ji broke his spine and most of the bones in his body, but the powerful vitality of the earth-level mutant kept him alive.
The warden has tried to energize himself as a way to escape the shackles of the physical body.
But Qiao Ji stepped on his head, and his energy absorption ability was activated, absorbing all of his energy power into his own body. The warden's energy power only lasted for a moment, and he had to withdraw due to exhaustion of energy.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand." The warden was still stubborn.
"So you want to keep this secret?"
Jin Laobiao can read memories, and there is no doubt that the warden is involved, otherwise those captured members of the Antiquity Appraisal Society would not be detained in the police station but specifically here.
Qiao Ji can ask Jin Laobiao to read his memory, but then wouldn’t the Holy City Project be exposed to him?
A Philadelphia police chief was not qualified to know about the Holy City Project , but he only knew that the Philadelphia Undead Plague was deliberately caused.
But the prison warden under his feet is an earth-level mutant and should be a member of the Holy City Project.
If the warden's memory is read, the Holy City Project will be leaked and may have to be abandoned.
After all, if everyone knows about it, there will be no chance of success, so what is the point of them implementing it.
Perhaps, it would be better for them not to know that Qiao Ji already knew about this matter.
When they actually implement it, Qiao Ji will give them another surprise.
"Are you still unwilling to admit who is the culprit of the undead disaster?"
Hearing Qiao Ji's question, the warden's mind was in circles.
It seems that the Black Emperor is only seeking revenge on us for throwing mud at him during the Undead Calamity. He probably doesn't know about the Holy City Project.
Thinking of this, the warden said, "I'm sorry for doing that. In fact, this has nothing to do with me. I'm just helping to look after some criminals. If I've offended you before, I'm willing to apologize to you. I can also help you clarify the slander against you and find out the truth of the matter ."
"That's it?"
"In fact, our people have proposed a peace plan to you before. As long as you agree, everything will be fine."
Seeing that things seemed to be going well, the warden immediately said at Qiao Ji's feet: "Disaster of the Undead? This was caused by the Death Clan. They are the culprits. As far as I know, you are the chief priest of the Jealous Clan. This is the mistake of the police. They said this on purpose. They are in collusion with the Death Clan."
"Ha." Qiao Ji did not comment.
The prison guard in the warden's office was stunned. Is there such an inside story?
The prison guards outside the building were also listening attentively. Is there such a thing?
"You are obviously the hero who saved the people. We have a lot of video footage that can prove this. It was you who defeated the undead. You are the hero. As long as those videos controlled by them appear on the Internet, everyone will understand the truth. This happened only out of the selfish desires of some people, because you brought the six negotiators to Buckingham Palace." Everyone's eyes widened when the warden said this.
"Did I invite them?"
"Well, this one certainly isn't."
"You said they were negotiators. Did any of them come to negotiate with weapons?"
"That's how they are. Please forgive me. But if we continue to hurt each other, it will not be good for us. I hope we can live in peace. Amei is a country of immigrants. We welcome capable people like you to join us."
"But I think I have killed some of your people."
"No, no one will remember it. Who can prove it? Public opinion can be guided. Please believe us. We will handle this little thing beautifully."
Prison guard in the office: ...
It’s dark, so dark!
Outside, the psychic who was carefully using his mental power to peek and eavesdrop shared the sound and images with his teammates through mental sharing.
They were also speechless. Did this blood-robed high priest have saved someone before?
My goodness, we thought he was the culprit and cursed him in our hearts for a long time, but now we realize that we are all clowns!
"Do we still need to rescue the warden?"
"No need, the warden will rescue himself soon." The captain said unhappily.
He is under someone else's shoes and is almost winning them over with the name of the country and various promises. Is it our turn to worry?
What's more, even if we go up there, we wouldn't be able to defeat them with just one hand.
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Suddenly, the accumulated energy was released, and the head under his feet instantly turned into meat paste, and the warden died on the spot.
[Sublimated Soul +1]
“Poor language skills.”
Qiao Ji stepped on the blood of the prison warden, a ground-level supernatural being, and walked towards the frightened prison guard: "Tell Charlie Walker for me that I have reserved his soul."
He walked to the hole in the wall and jumped down.
The psychics around couldn't help but tense up and sweat rolled down their cheeks.
A line of bloody footprints slowly approached. Qiao Ji didn't even look at them. "Tell this country for me that I will make it pay a heavy price."
That would be a very painful price to pay, because the next place Qiao Ji would go would be their military base.
He had long wanted to collect some big toys.
Looking at the burning Soul-Eating Blood Robe, the psychics present all put their fingers on the triggers of their guns, but ultimately did not dare to pull the trigger.
Several high-level Xuan-level psychics have been making gestures, telling everyone not to act rashly.
Because of one person's impulse, it may lead to the death of everyone here.
Qiao Ji's figure quickly disappeared from sight. The prison guards relaxed and walked around the gate of hell.
The world of people with special abilities is truly cruel. Faced with earth-level people with special abilities, they don't even have the courage to take action.
After all, because of the shared mental ability, they had just witnessed the death of the warden, a noble and powerful earth-level psychic, who died after trying every possible way to survive, and was trampled to death like an ant.
And this was after revealing the dirty truth.
This is nothing for the old-timers, but for some passionate young people, what happened today undoubtedly dealt them a heavy blow.
