Volume 2: Scales in the Pond Chapter 331: The Tricky Spy
Things are getting a bit tricky. If every spy's mind cannot be invaded, how can we obtain information?
Maybe I didn't find the right method?
But even if we want to find the right method, we need enough samples, and the biggest problem this time is alerting the enemy.
Originally, BT thought Qiao Ji was the best person to do this because he wouldn't cause any big commotion, but look at it now -
The huge icicles, dozens of meters
It is both ice and energy, and it also contains a powerful mental force. There is no doubt that the person who took this self-destructive measure is a powerful earth-level undead.
"Understood, Pilot. I suggest you leave this matter to professionals. I hope you won't be exposed."
"That's what I mean. Notify them, but you have to supervise ."
Qiao Ji gave a strange order, "The problem now is that he seems to be sure that his companions can get the information he left behind."
Qiao Ji turned invisible and left without touching the body wrapped in ice.
Since the spy felt that the message he left behind could be seen by his companions, Qiao Ji decided to let it go and see who would receive the message. Therefore, he would monitor many people next.
"BT, how much information have you collected on him?"
"Very rarely, Tie Yu. In China, this kind of information gathering work usually relies on police visits and investigations. I cannot replace this process, especially since the other party is in an environment where electronic devices are rarely used."
"I understand. We can only wait and see. We can't catch them all right now, but how many spies like him are there?"
This is something that is difficult for Qiao Ji to judge. If every spy has the means of self-destruction, what should he do then?
If he wanted to peek into the memory, he would have to self-destruct. If it weren’t for Qiao Ji, it would even affect other people. The power is so great, how can others deal with it?
…
Yang Chengrong personally drove to the construction site and asked people to evacuate the crowd. Then he looked at the big popsicle that was still emitting an alarming chill and was frightened.
What a powerful force, is this the power of sublimation?
Many of the attacks of earth-level psychics have an obvious characteristic, which is called the power of sublimation. Simply put, it is both energy and residual mental power, and cannot be touched at will.
A man was sealed at the bottom, and someone next to him was being questioned, saying:
"The one inside was the driver, Xiao Zhou. We heard a loud bang, like thunder, and then it was like a fountain, with ice growing upwards with a creaking sound. In the blink of an eye, it became like this. We came over to take a look and saw a person frozen inside. We didn't know who did it, but we didn't see anyone else."
Yang Chengrong didn't know who did it, he only knew that it was one of his own people who accidentally encountered the undead. After realizing its identity, he wanted to use his mental power to invade the other party's memory to obtain information, which resulted in such a self-explosion.
It seems that he must be a strong man to be able to control such terrifying energy and guide it upwards without affecting the workers around him.
Some old figures emerged in Yang Chengrong's mind.
However, judging from the brief information his superiors gave him, the current situation is very difficult to deal with, as an undead spy actually has the means to self-destruct.
Not to mention that they have not caught an undead spy yet. Even if they did catch one and it caused a self-destruction, the consequences would be...
I'm afraid that ordinary police stations would be completely frozen. Ordinary police officers would not be able to withstand attacks of this level of sublimated power.
But it's not all bad news. At least they got the intelligence in advance and finally had some understanding of the undead spies.
"Headquarters, I need support..."
Yang Chengrong checked the scene and found that he and his people were unable to deal with the big popsicle, and an earth-level psychic must come.
Moreover, these ices also contain the power of sublimation, and have residual powerful mental attack effects. Ordinary people cannot touch them and need to be properly handled.
Soon, three earth-level psychics arrived. They observed the big popsicle for a while, discussed it, and then began to cut it.
The personnel had been evacuated, flames lit up, followed by steam rising into the sky, which was guided high into the sky by telekinesis, forming a white gas column that lasted for quite a while.
…
"Qiao Ji, have you watched the news? I don't know what happened on the construction site. So many police officers came. Could it be related to the undead?"
Yu Luoluo came over just after the get out of class. He had forwarded the video to everyone during class, and they came over to discuss it after class.
But he just guessed it casually and it turned out to be right.
Today, Qiao Ji and Lin Mengfu attended classes as usual. After all, what happened yesterday seemed to be the security team fighting the undead, and they were at most passers-by who lent a hand.
Others, including Lin Mengfu herself, didn't know that those people were there to protect her.
But the holographic projection equipment used by Qiao Ji is real, and Yu Luoluo and the others are all very interested in it.
However, Qiao Ji shut them up with a sentence, "This is still a sample and cannot be disclosed." They didn't ask any more questions. After all, this seemed to be a very confidential business secret, and if they were friends, they shouldn't ask about it.
"Is there a fire?"
Lin Mengfu took a look at the video. She did not take out her mobile phone during class, although Yu Luoluo always felt that her telekinesis was very suitable for secretly playing with the mobile phone during class. She could even play with it with her hands on the table. It was simply a magical skill.
“No, I saw in the comments that it was melting ice.”
"Ice?"
With just that little bit of footage, and the shot was taken very far away and for only a few seconds, Lin Mengfu couldn't make out anything.
"What does ice have to do with the undead?"
"I don't know. I'm just guessing."
Okay.
While they were discussing, the head teacher Qian Bolin suddenly appeared at the classroom door and blocked the students who were about to leave.
"Everyone go back to your seats, I want to tell you something."
Seeing that all the students had returned to their seats, Qian Bolin said, "There will be no physical education class next period."
"ah?"
The students made sounds of disappointment.
Qian Bolin paused deliberately before continuing, "We will be doing a test for supernatural power implantation in the next class."
“Yeah!”
"Wuhu~"
The excited sound almost blew the ceiling off.
After waiting for a long time, I finally got the superpower implant test. That’s great, I can finally have two superpowers!
The excited shouts and clapping of the desks made the classroom extremely noisy.
Qian Bolin also watched with a smile. After all, this was indeed a happy thing for the classmates.
"If you need to use the restroom, go quickly. When the bell rings, everyone should line up and go downstairs in an orderly manner."
