Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1122: Minte City Federal Bureau of Investigation (Extra Long - , Seeking Monthly Pass)

Chapter 1122: Chapter 1122: Minte City Federal Bureau of Investigation (Extra Long Chapter, Seeking Monthly Pass)

Drip, drip, drip—

The grating sound of the horn blared in the ears of everyone inside the car.

The brown-haired man sitting in the passenger seat looked up at the flashing lights ahead and the congested vehicles, then turned his head to glance at the black van next to him, marked with a Musicnote emblem, his brow slightly furrowed.

"What’s wrong? Director?"

The driver beside the man looked at him with a hint of confusion in his gaze.

"Something’s not right,"

The man rubbed his temples slightly, "Would he really wait for us at the City Defense Army command center, obediently?"

"You mean?"

The driver was slightly startled, asking in a low voice.

"Let’s go back!"

In that moment, it seemed the man had realized something, and immediately spoke, "We’re going back!"

"But we are currently—"

The driver glanced at the congested traffic in front and behind, then hesitated.

"Get out of the car!"

The man immediately shouted, "There’s still a convoy behind us not yet blocked, we’ll get out and have them turn around."

As he spoke, he had already pushed open the door on the passenger side and jumped down from the car.

—

"What’s with that helicopter?"

At the top of the ancient building, a young man dressed in an Olive Shield Badge uniform stood at the edge of the rooftop, lighting a cigarette, watching the helicopter with a roaring noise approaching in the sky.

But before he could react, the helicopter was already hovering above his head, the cabin door opened, and a figure holding a corpse leaped from the sky, with a ’boom—’ the impact sound, landing behind him.

It was only at this moment did he finally react, frantically reaching for his pistol at his waist, aiming it at the shadow, "Who are you? Don’t you know this is the Federal Bureau of Investigation Building? Drop your weapon, raise your hands, right now, immediately!"

The figure glanced at him, took a booklet with an Olive Shield Emblem out of his pocket, and showed it in the young man’s field of view.

Subsequently, a slightly hoarse voice rang in the young man’s ears, "I’m back, open the door."

"Mr... Mr. Suote...?"

Hearing this voice, the young man paused for a moment, then carefully holstered his gun and stuttered to the door of the rooftop, swiped his wristband, and unlocked the door.

Then he looked at He Ao, who was a bit unsteady in his footsteps, and hesitantly asked, "How did you come back from the sky?"

He Ao glanced at the young man by his side, calmly said, "I encountered a little accident."

As he spoke, he walked towards the open rooftop door, looking at the staircase behind the door.

It is at this moment that the young man lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, took out a Gauss Pistol from his pocket, and aimed it at the back of He Ao.

Bang—

The chain shot through the night sky pierced his chest, splashing up a spray of blood.

He Ao raised his hand and absorbed the Chain Hammer.

With one hand holding the Chain Hammer and the other carrying Carlo’s corpse, he slowly walked downwards.

Below, personnel who had just heard the noise were climbing the stairs upward. The moment they saw He Ao, they did not hesitate to pick up their Gauss Pistols and triggered the alarm, shouting loudly,

"Suote! Suote is back!"

He Ao seemed not to hear these sounds, just slowly walking down the stairs.

Only the whirling Chain Hammer occasionally claimed a life.

The information obtained from that Federal Bureau of Investigation squad captain who betrayed ’Suote’ was actually quite simple.

Coordinating with the Church of Chaos, the ambush for ’Suote’ in the wilderness was orchestrated by the head of the Minte City branch of the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

This Director has always had deep connections with the two major financial consortia and cultivated his own loyalists and Legitimate Line within the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

However, after ’Suote’ arrived, he did not show his hand right away; instead, he actively cooperated with ’Suote’ to initiate investigations and suppressions against the two major consortia.

Throughout the process, he even contributed quite a bit of incriminating evidence against the two consortia and was at the forefront during the assaults against the consortia.

Reliant on this kind of ’cooperation,’ he finally established trust with ’Suote.’

Of course, all of this was for the final ’betrayal.’

There were not many people left in the Federal Bureau of Investigation Building, and that ’Branch Director’ was not here either.

He probably won’t have an easy time falling asleep tonight. Right now, he’s most likely taking people to the City Defense Army’s command center to capture Mr. Suote.

After taking care of a few die-hard guards near the rooftop, He Ao descended the empty staircase and quickly reached the penultimate floor of the building.

A silent and desolate corridor stretched out before He Ao.

He walked down the corridor to the second-to-last door and stopped; it was the office prepared by the ’sub-director’ for ’Mr. Suote’, directly opposite of the ’director’s office’.

Perhaps this was to express ’importance’, or maybe it was for better ’surveillance’.

He Ao verified his fingerprint, opened the office door, and stepped inside.

The temporary office was simply furnished, with a desk, a bookshelf leaned against a full-length mirror, a chair, and a computer.

One reason was the lack of time for decoration, and the second was that ’Mr. Suote’ didn’t like those ornate and complicated things.

He Ao approached the desk, pulled open a drawer, and took out an unopened Trison Group wristband.

These were purchased by ’Mr. Suote’ early on.

As a field agent, it was common to have wristbands damaged on duty.

However, wristbands damaged on official business could be reimbursed; thus ’Mr. Suote’ wouldn’t have to pay out of his pocket, even though the reimbursement process took longer.

Quickly unwrapping the package and activating the wristband, He Ao logged onto a pre-set website and entered the password.

Then, he placed the wristband on the desk, took an invisible Bluetooth earpiece from the drawer and wore it, and at the same time, opened the bottom drawer where a set of grey-black stand-collar jacket and pants appeared in his view.

These were spare clothes prepared by ’Mr. Suote’, consisting of a black thick jacket, a pair of dark-colored long sleeves, and sturdy black jeans.

It’s normal for clothes to be damaged on duty, so Mr. Suote usually kept one or two sets of spare clothes in the office and his temporary residence.

These clothes were also reimbursable.

He Ao took out the clothes from the drawer, shook them lightly, tore off his bloody, tattered shirt, and put on the new outfit, covering the bandages recently tied around his body.

He raised his head and glanced at the full-length mirror beside him.

A rugged man, with sharp features, a wide frame, and traces of blood on his forehead and cheeks, came into view.

He Ao picked up the wristband from the desk and put it on his wrist.

"Hello, K."

The familiar gentle female voice sounded in He Ao’s ear.

"Hello, Eve."

He Ao left the office and stopped in front of the opposite ’director’s office’ door.

Boom—

Accompanied by a loud bang, he kicked open the securely locked steel door and marched into the office, stopping in front of the computer in the corner.

The computer screen lit up as he approached, displaying the bright Olive Shield Emblem and the password input interface below.

The default username was that of the ’sub-director’.

He Ao swiftly clicked ’Switch User’ and entered ’Mr. Suote’s’ account and password.

After a brief delay, the computer entered the user interface.

He Ao immediately took the data cable beside the computer, connecting it to his wristband, "Eve, take over this building’s automatic defense system, replacing the building’s AI."

"Taking control,"

Eve’s gentle voice quickly responded, "Control has been taken."

He Ao removed the data cable, looked up, and set his eyes forward.

A series of running figures burst out from the corridor, stopping in front of the door He Ao kicked open, holding guns, cautiously observing He Ao inside the office.

—

Bright lights illuminated the spacious hall.

However, the vast hall was empty; it was so silent that it seemed as if one could hear the sound of the wind beneath the night sky.

Thud thud thud—

A succession of footsteps broke the silence, and several panting figures charged into the hall.

The leader was a brown-haired young man who looked up at the empty hall, "Director, something seems off; I remember there were people on duty on the first floor when we left."

"Go up."

Standing behind the brown-haired young man, a commanding dark-haired man said coldly.

Without waiting for the young man’s response, he walked straight toward the elevators.

Almost at the same time they reached the elevators, accompanied by a ’ding’, the doors of the middle elevator slowly opened.

The elevator seemed to have been waiting for them for a long time, ready to open its doors to welcome them as soon as they arrived.

Seeing this somewhat eerie scene, everyone’s faces changed, and they looked towards the brown-haired man walking at the front.

"Don’t be afraid,"

With a calm expression, the brown-haired man walked straight into the open elevator, "In the face of absolute power, all tricks are in vain."

As he spoke, the confidence of the people around him seemed to be restored, and they quickly followed him into the elevator.

After everyone had entered, the elevator doors closed automatically, and the button for the 28th floor, the penultimate top floor, lit up as well.

The group exchanged looks, but in the end, they glanced at the calm-faced brown-haired man and remained silent.

Soon, the elevator arrived, the doors opened, and a pale, slightly frail man appeared in their field of view.

"Hel?"

The young man standing next to the brown-haired man raised an eyebrow at the frail man before him, "Shouldn’t you be on duty on the first floor? How did you end up here?"

"Director,"

Hel looked up at the brown-haired man and then turned around, "This way, please."

With that, he walked towards the depths of the corridor.

Hearing this, everyone was slightly stunned.

But the brown-haired man’s face did not show any change, he followed Hel towards the depths of the corridor.

Soon, they arrived at a room at the very end of the corridor.

Hel looked up at the sign that read ’Meeting Room’ above the door, raised his hand, and gently knocked.

Thud—Thud—Thud—

With his knocking, the door opened in response, revealing a bright light and a spacious hall.

Thud——

But before the group could react, a fresh red corpse with blades sticking out of it tumbled in front of them.

Hel, who was leading the way, was visibly startled; he glanced at the corpse and sidestepped it.

At that moment, those whose view was blocked saw clearly at the end of their gaze, in front of the expansive floor-to-ceiling window, a man in a black jacket quietly gazing at the city in the night.

"Queke,"

With his back to the group, a husky voice asked, "Do you remember the oath you took under the Olive Shield Emblem?"

"Suote, what do you mean?"

The brown-haired man glanced at the corpse on the ground, clearly recognizing its appearance, and asked coldly and quickly.

"This is the Chaotic Believer that you were in contact with,"

He Ao turned around, his gaze sweeping over the corpse on the ground, watching the brown-haired man calmly, "Now he is here."

As he spoke, the expressions of the few people following the brown-haired man varied.

Those close to the brown-haired man showed surprise, but more at ’Suote’ managing to counterattack the Chaotic Believer.

Those on the outer edges, including Hel who had brought in the brown-haired man, instinctively looked towards the brown-haired man, their faces showing shock.

It was obvious that they were not quite aware of the ’Chaotic Believer’ incident.

In the Federal Bureau of Investigation, colluding with the corporation and with the Evil God are wholly different concepts.

"Evidence must be presented when speaking, Suote,"

The brown-haired man looked at He Ao and said coldly,

"Just because you come from Ains doesn’t mean you can slander me. I understand your mindset of having narrowly escaped an ambush by Chaotic Believers, but you should not malign me without proof.

"During my years of service in Minte City, my achievements are there for all to see. Which eye of yours saw me colluding with the Chaotic Believer?"

He Ao looked at him and asked with a slight laugh, "So when exactly did I mention that I was ambushed by Chaotic Believers?"

Upon hearing this, the brown-haired man’s expression changed.

Following that, He Ao continued, "That storage chip hidden in the secret compartment under your desk surely contains plenty of data, doesn’t it? Do you think I don’t know the password?"

In an instant, without any hesitation, the brown-haired man erupted, shouting, "Take action!"

Everyone hesitated for a moment.

"He’s pretending right now. There’s no way he could escape unscathed from the Chaotic Believers’ encirclement as a C-level. No matter what method he used, there’s always a price to be paid for power in this world. He must be critically injured now,"

the brown-haired man shouted without hesitation, "Think about what you’ve done. Do you think he would let you off?"

Finally, the people following him took a step forward, catching up to his pace.

At this moment, Suote finally showed a smile. He looked at He Ao, hissing with laughter,

"Suote, let me tell you the truth, I have long been promoted to C-level. I’ve worked in the Federal Bureau of Investigation for so many years, done so much, yet not once had the chance for promotion, stuck being a minor branch chief in this god-forsaken city,"

His voice grew louder, "If I don’t do something for myself, I’ll probably never have the chance to be promoted in my lifetime. In this world, only the power held in one’s hands is the most real."

"There’s no need to persuade me,"

He Ao calmly looked at him, "You are only trying to persuade yourself."

The brown-haired man’s expression turned completely dark, "I hope you keep looking like this in hell."

A curved blade appeared in his hand, and his figure vanished in an instant. An invisible terror spread from the depths of He Ao’s heart.

’Terrorist’, huh.

He Ao watched the approaching brown-haired man and the figures following him, and let out a soft sigh.

Bang——

The next second, the swinging Chain Hammer shattered the strong chest, and the twisting chains wrapped around the bodies of the followers, tearing their flesh apart.

The body of the brown-haired man fell backwards, his face still showing the shock of his last moments.

Behind him, the corpses of his followers also lay on the ground, with flowing blood dyeing the ground red.

He Ao looked down at the twitching body that seemed to want to say something but failed to utter a word, letting out another sigh as the life faded from the brown-haired man.

If it weren’t for the terrorist, He Ao would not have been able to ’allocate’ so much power all at once via the ’Distributor’ and resolve all the adversaries in one move.

The huge Chain Hammer with its chains fell to the ground, the ’Grace’ power that lingered over its body finally exhausted.

The accumulated scratches erupted at this moment, forming cracks all over the Chain Hammer, before it burst explosively.

He Ao raised his eyes, looking towards Hel, who stood at the door pale-faced and motionless.

This pale young man leaned back against the door with a jerk, trembling as he said, "I-I-I did-didn’t—"

"Has the call to assemble the other agents of the Federal Bureau of Investigation been issued?"

He Ao asked him calmly.

"Iss-issued."

Hel nodded, "They’ll be here soon."

"Hmm."

He Ao nodded slightly.

In ’Suote’s’ mind, there was not much impression of this ’Hel’.

He was like someone transparent, arriving to work on time, leaving on time, only standing out because he took many night shifts. Suote liked working late, so he would occasionally meet him.

Every time they met, he would tell ’Suote’ to ’be careful’.

But Suote was always in a hurry and didn’t pay much attention to this transparent figure, dismissing it as routine courtesy and concern.

Sometimes Suote would respond, and that was the extent of their interactions.

Earlier, when He Ao was in the chief’s office, this Hel also came up with other patrol personnel, but he didn’t shoot; he just hid in a corner.

These strange actions reminded He Ao of ’Suote’s’ ’interaction’ with this ’Hel’, leading him to mark this ’Hel’.

Then he found out, hmm, this Hel was indeed an ’accident’.

He wasn’t from the chief’s legitimate line. He was here tonight purely because it was his turn to work the night shift, which happened on twenty-five out of thirty days a month.

The reason for night shifts was simple; the chief’s legitimate line bullied him, making him take their night shift duties out of habit.

Of course, because he was always bullied, he witnessed quite a few of the things these ’legitimate lines’ did.

So, the ’be careful’ he said to ’Suote’ was indeed a genuine reminder for Suote to be cautious.

But he didn’t dare say more, fearing being discovered and then not knowing in which alley he’d end up dead.

He even wondered why ’Suote’ never noticed his reminders.

Hmm... maybe after another week of reminding, Suote might have noticed his anomaly.

Unfortunately, that ’branch chief’ didn’t give them more time.

He Ao bowed his head, looking at the corpse of Carlo on the ground, at the blade plunged into Carlo’s body.

This blade was now covered in a red glow.

It had absorbed the Talent Sequences from Carlo’s body, becoming an independent Extraordinary Item.

He Ao reached out and grasped the hilt,