The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 138: The Ghost of the Island Country (Part 2)

From the perspective of no identity tag, what happens in the reception room is just one of the many rules of expression in this clearly-ordered world. In other words, some people are praying to each other by kneeling. Some people express their loyalty. If they have to say something peculiar, it is that the person sitting in the swivel chair and accepting worship is a real unknown person,,,, Kosaka, the maintenance worker in the terminal room of the Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Room,

As soon as I saw Kosaka's appearance and opened those moving eyes, Naomi Asada was hit **** the back of the neck, and she fell to the ground with a plop and lost her consciousness. "It's really troublesome." The name is Dewo. Lu's big figure turned back to his seat, playing with the bone china tea cup with an expression hesitantly, "Brother No. 454, if even one of his women can't be disciplined, why should he manage Asmentis?" /

The head of the investigation office, Yi Cun Mu, who was half kneeling on the ground, still had a humble smile on his face, but a cold sweat leaked out of his forehead: "My congressman, I promise this is just an accident. I will handle this woman properly. The operating cabin on the eleventh floor is in need of fresh human body...Is it, brother 768."

"Yes, Sir, a female terminal operator was discovered by me not long ago because she intercepted a piece of code from the Brotherhood. She is now on duty in an operating cabin on the 11th floor and will never do it again. Something has gone wrong." Sweat dripped from the face of the head of the computer data department, Shichibe Ryo, but he remained half-kneeled, not daring to take out a handkerchief to wipe his face,

Dvoru put down his tea cup and looked at the maintenance worker sitting next to him with blue eyes: "Brother No. 81, you see, after this promotion, you are the first representative of the Speaker in East Asia and the entire East Asia. The highest ranked fraternity member in the region, even if the Chief Cabinet Secretary has to obey your instructions, it’s up to you to decide."

Kosaka is also wearing a blue uniform of a mechanic, a peaked cap, a tool box, a rope and an active gas mask hanging around his waist. At this moment, the expression on his face is completely unlike a maintenance worker with a meager salary. , Sitting in the swivel chair with Erlang's legs up high, staring coldly at the two direct leaders who were kneeling on the ground: "No. 454, No. 768, you and I are sincere brothers who exchanged blood, but at this moment our identity There is a decisive difference. Everyone swears to obey authority in front of the two-headed red owl. At this moment, I am a member of the round table and have to make a fair ruling on behalf of the speaker. In order to atone for the crime, increase the pain level of the tattoo. Go to 3."

"Your Honor."

"Kosaka-kun."

The two middle-aged men in suits screamed at the same time, but Kosaka turned his eyes away and held up the tea cup blankly. A few minutes later, Ichinaki and Qibu gave in, and they slowly untied their tie and shirt. , Pressed lightly on the red two-headed bird tattoos located on the chest and abdomen, and the nanomaterials deep into the dermis began to produce tiny electric currents. The electric currents directly act on the nerve endings and turn into severe pain, "Uh ah Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The pain immediately knocked down the two members of the Brotherhood. The normally high-pitched figure fell to the ground and groaned, twitched, twisted, screamed unclearly, saliva flowed from the corners of the mouth, and his pupils Pain and magnification,

"You are a very kind person." Dvoru smiled,

"A small punishment will help them progress, Senator No. 11." Kosaka replied respectfully,

Whether in religious groups or brotherhoods in this ancient and secret organization, pain has been an effective punishment and motivation for thousands of years, from nail boards covered with steel needles, flogging, and penance. The belt, the crown of thorns, and the nano-tattoo ink that obtains electricity through molecular motion. The idea contained in it has never changed. The members of the Red Owl Brotherhood have been spurred by pain all the time. From the moment, the tattoo releases a pain level of 1 to each member, which is equivalent to the sharp and continuous pain of a finger or toe contusion, which helps to eliminate distracting thoughts and think about the true meaning of the world and life. It is said that the speaker will turn on the pain level. At level 9, without showing any painful expressions, the level 9 pain signal emitted by the tattoo is stronger than the tear-like pain of trigeminal neuralgia, one of the most painful diseases of mankind.

Although I have been used to continuous level 1 pain, the sudden increase to level 3 stimulus knocked down two lower-level members of the Brotherhood. After waiting for fifteen minutes, Ichi Cunki and Qibu could barely stand up. After finishing his appearance, he slowly regained his ability to think and talk, "Thank you for your tolerance, Brother No. 81..." The director's words were halfway through, the forced smile on his face suddenly stagnated, his pupils contracted like needles, and his cheeks His muscles began to tremble violently, and it was obvious that another wave of pain penetrated his body like lightning, "...brother." He clenched his teeth hard to complete the sentence, the molars were constantly rubbing due to the pain, making unpleasant squeaks,

"Okay, getting used to it is good for you. After all, one of the necessary conditions for being promoted from a peripheral deacon to an alternate member is to feel the pain level 3. Brother Kosaka is cultivating you." Dvoru stood up and sorted out An impeccable image, "Now let’s take a tour of the life capsule. The Speaker of the Speaker has attached great importance to the two consecutive losses of Asmontis’ defense mechanism. This is also the only purpose of my trip."

A few minutes later, Dvoru and Kosaka walked out of the reception room, Ichi Cunki and Qibu followed with a very strange slow pace, and several men in cleaner uniforms entered the reception room without saying a word and began to deal with it. After the treatment, the unconscious woman was put into a huge trash can and transported to the deep underground world, which is also the high-end terminal room in Naomi Asada’s dream.

Take the special elevator down to the eleventh floor, walk into the empty preparation room, "please put on the gas masks, Mrs. Senator." Kosaka took off the three active gas masks from the wall and handed them to the counterparts. Three men, "The computer room is full of toxic gases, which can harm human respiratory tract and eye mucous membranes."

The blonde Dvoru smiled and said: "I know, no need, thank you."

"That's the chlorine gas, my lord..." Qibuliang dissuaded him intermittently. Obviously he was not comfortable with the constant pain, but Kosaka reflected it all at once, and took a breath: "My lord, is it possible? You are..."

"Yes, yes, no more trouble." Dvoru waved his hand gracefully and walked into the airlock first,

The three men in the intelligence investigation room looked at each other and saw shock and panic in each other's eyes. Wearing gas masks, Kosaka walked to the special agent a little hesitantly and put his fingers on the dna probe. Um, Senator..."

"Some things are different from what you think. I am not a monster, but a little different from you." Dvoru pointed to his head,

"Yes, of course..." Kosaka started the ventilation procedure, the 0.75-meter-thick alloy airtight door slowly closed behind him, the red explosion-proof light began to flash, and three masked men reached out and opened it. The switch of the active ventilation mask, the green light is on, and the tiny fan starts to rotate. Forty air pumps fill the yellow-green gas into the airtight chamber. The heavy gas slowly rises from the ground like a puddle of stagnant water. The individual was completely submerged, the visibility dropped significantly, the airtight door leading to the inside slowly opened, and Kosaka first walked into the misty passage, "Please follow me, let's go to Room 1."

The painful Shichibura limped and walked to the back, looking at Dvoru’s back in fear. This blond man from Europe is a real devil. He cares nothing about the poisonous mixture containing chlorine. While walking in the middle, small blisters continued to appear on the lips, nose and corners of the eyes, but they calmed down immediately, as if countless transparent doctors were repairing his body at any time,

Shichibe Ryo couldn't help thinking of the past ten years ago, when he was still an unknown clerk in the investigation room, living a life of an ordinary office worker from 9 to 5, until the red two-headed bird broke into his world... ...From then on, everything was different. Three thousand six hundred and fifty days like a dream flew by in an instant. He took the position of the head of the computer data department and became the higher-ranking deacon among the tens of thousands of official members of the Brotherhood. But there is no night when he does not wake up in a nightmare. The more contact with this mysterious organization, the more he feels that he is dancing with the devil. Only crazy guys like Kosaka can get the favor of big people. He should choose this path by himself. It was a big mistake...

A group of people walked to the door of room 1, Kosaka opened the alloy side sliding door, and the room with 16 life capsules was displayed in front of everyone. Dvoru walked into the room with his hands behind his back and went straight to room 1. In front of the life capsule in the center, looking at the pretty face of the black girl in the spherical glass cover, "This terminal was the first to be compromised, right." Spread, it sounds a bit weird and dull,

"Yes, my lord, how did you know." Kosaka walked up to him and asked,

"Her brain is more active than every living body in this room, including the three of you." Dvoru said flatly, "Open the life capsule and let me have a look."

Kosaka hesitated: "This...for safety reasons, I suggest..."

The eleventh congressman turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes without emotion set off a icy storm in the heart of the maintenance worker, "Okay, okay." Kosaka pressed it with a stiff motion. Emergency release button,

The yellow-green gas spouted out, the front cover of the life capsule was opened, and the naked woman wrapped in densely packed pipelines and platinum electrodes was exposed in front of the four men. Dvoru stepped forward and stretched out his index finger to press on the operating body. On the chest, the black woman's toned body twitched slightly, and anyone could see that she had multiple bruises on her body. It was obvious that she had been subjected to violence. Kosaka took a step back with a guilty conscience and gave space to the commissioner from Europe. /

At this moment, a disrespectful thought flashed in Qibeliang's mind,,, isn't the name "Dvoru" exactly the Japanese pronunciation of "devil" in English,