I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 277: Crowd

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The screen went black and Kemeng ended the high-level meeting of the day.

Walking out of the temporarily requisitioned office, he saw Captain Luo approaching and just left together.

"Have you ever recorded with a recording device?" Luo Yuan asked.

Luo Yuan is the captain of Kemeng, and his internal level has been improved. He has the authority to know some incidents of Kemeng, such as the frog sound suppression method.

Luo Yuan imagined that if the audio file can record the sound, it may alleviate the pressure of treatment on Kemeng.

Just look at Jinlizhou, 27 cities were affected, and more than 8,000 people in total became frogheads.

The number of people who heard the sound but did not drink water totaled 32,000, and they belonged to those who had been sick but had not yet developed symptoms.

There are 40,000 patients in total, but the most important are 32,000 people who have not drunk water and are in urgent need of treatment.

Of course, even if you drink water and become a froghead, you can be suppressed by Kemon back to a normal human body

But there are two different experiences that have changed and have not changed. The bureau hopes to arrange treatment for 32,000 people as much as possible.

"It was recorded just before the meeting." Kemon shook his head.

The people in the bureau have already recorded with ordinary recording hardware. When Kemeng opened his mouth, the recording equipment did not record any sound.

This is a strange sound that normal people can't hear, and the soundtrack of the recording file does not fluctuate.

The bureau also sent volunteers without the frog gene to listen to Kemeng using the frog sounds, but they could not hear Kemeng’s croaking.

People on the analysis team believe that only the frogs who have changed genes can hear the croaking deep into the soul, and normal people cannot hear that sound, and this is the main reason why ordinary equipment cannot record.

"Have you tried that special recording item?" Luo Yuan's thinking was active, and he jumped to the special item side.

"The station is being dispatched. Unfortunately, the radio contained in our station cannot be used. It cannot record. No matter what button is pressed, it will play the sound of the secret existence." Team Luo regretted.

The octopus market also has special items with a recording function, but the problem is the same as that of the whale market, there are mentally disturbing sounds.

Once such recording-oriented items mutate into special items, there are more or less headaches, and only a few of them are normal.

Kemeng walked to the 6th floor underground. In front of it was an open interior space in which the quarantined patients from the octopus market had gathered.

Currently, frog mutation patients across the country are basically in isolation, and they are available on call, making it easy to mobilize.

Before Kemeng started, the staff stopped Kemeng and gave Kemeng a white mask.

"As required by the bureau, please wear a mask to prevent them from remembering you." The staff member said softly.

"In addition, the side effect of this mask is to draw energy. Please pay attention to the time. If you are really sleepy, quit as soon as possible." The young lady blinked and said.

Kemeng took the mask, started softly, and stared at the white mask quietly for a few seconds, a feeling faintly raised—a camouflage prop.

Kemeng nodded without leaving a trace and put on the mask. The mask immediately changed according to Kemeng's face. The face widened, the bridge of the nose became higher, and his eyes seemed to have an inexplicable look.

What followed was the birth of an inexplicable suction force on the face, constantly extracting something from the body. According to the staff's prompt, what it extracts is energy.

Kemeng has an item called Huangquan Suliu Whistle, which is also an item that draws energy, so Ke Meng has quite ample experience in such things as energy draw.

Suck, keep sucking.

A certain sense of fatigue came, but the power of resistance was secretly weakened.

In the end, the mask didn't take a lot of energy away, and Kemon stood upright and survived.

The young lady from the staff opened her small mouth in surprise, looked at Kemeng from start to finish, and sighed that his stamina was really strong.

She doesn’t know all the Kemeng’s information. Now Kemeng’s files are of special confidentiality. Many people do not have the right to browse Kemeng’s files, including Kemeng’s special item files, which are also of special confidentiality.

So Miss Sister didn't know that Kemeng was quite long-lasting. She just took out the disguise mask from the inventory according to the instructions above, and gave it to Kemeng on the 6th floor underground.

According to normal use, this mask changes its face once and requires the user to sleep for a whole day.

Kemeng had nothing to do, so the young lady couldn't help but look up.

A lot of things in the bureau have side effects, but the above knows that Kemon is a bit different and believes that he can get the job done.

Of course, you can rest if you are really sleepy.

In the room, the bandaged man patrolled the crowd, wearing sunglasses and constantly scanning the tops of everyone's heads.

Some people have very light black smoke on their heads, and they need to walk very close to see the light black smoke.

The bandage man patrolled here after the meeting ended. All the patients did not notice the presence of the bandage man, but subconsciously gave way to him.

The bandage man felt a little bit. He just turned his head and saw a man with a wide chin and a tall nose.

The familiar feeling can't be wrong, it's Kemun.

Giving a gesture to Kemun, Kemun immediately walked over and patrolled with the bandage man.

Kemon put on the sunglasses specially equipped for him by the General Administration, and looked at them one by one.

There are 134 froghead patients in the Octopus Market, and 164 people who have not drunk water. The people gathered here are all thirsty patients and they urgently need water.

Kemon and the bandage man shuttled through the crowd, examining one by one.

Compared with the review by colleagues, it is more comfortable to review by yourself.

Kemon walked around, feeling a little, and stopped.

The bandage man also stopped at the same time, and the two were almost in step, staring at the two men who were connected.

I didn't see the smoke, so I took a step closer, and got closer, and finally saw the faint black smoke emerging from the top of their heads. The tobacco was very light, and it was difficult to detect it without getting close.

Kemon and the bandage man looked at each other, the bandage man nodded, and said in a vague way: "The accounts will be settled later."

The faint black smoke proves that I have anti-Kin Lei Chau thoughts in my heart, and I need an appointment after treatment.

After Kemon's patrol was completed~IndoMTL.com~, facing everyone, opened his mouth, mobilized the spirituality in the body, and rolled his throat.

No sound came out, but the patients at the scene had a splitting headache and screamed.

The girl hugged herself with her hands, her body trembling, as if great pain flashed by.

In a moment, the violent pain was over, and the patients broke into a cold sweat and went to the rest room next door to rest.

The two men with light smoke above their heads were taken to the interrogation room for a special interrogation.

"Name."

"Nationality."

"What are your thoughts on Jinlizhou?"

Kemeng listened to the interrogation outside the house, after listening for a while, he turned and left.

The two were undercover personnel who had been planted in by Crocodile Island, but after living for a long time, the bad impression of Jinlizhou Island was no longer as strong as before. This is also the reason for the extremely faint black smoke.