Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 631 - 325: Very Strong? Killing from Eight Thousand Miles Away, Words Murder (6700, Two-in-One)_3

Chapter 631: Chapter 325: Very Strong? Killing from Eight Thousand Miles Away, Words Murder (6700, Two-in-One)_3

Speaking of which, he looked up at Brian, "Just like you, Brian Lee."

Brian looked at him.

Old Du met Brian’s gaze with an open and honest air,

"Don’t get me wrong, this is an investigation mission that Dean had entrusted to us before.

The Book Society values you highly, so I just wanted to use this opportunity to tell you that we are trustworthy and have enough ability; you may consider strengthening your cooperation with us, which would be far more meaningful than turning to those rubbish intelligence organizations."

Alright.

Brian had to admit the other party was indeed formidable; they even knew about him using a fake identity to investigate the ’runaways’ with several intelligence organizations.

He nodded, "What about the information I need?"

Old Du pointed to his head,

"It’s all in here. The person you asked us to investigate is dead. He smuggled himself out through the New York gangs to Brazil, but according to our investigation, he and others in that batch of smuggled people disappeared after they arrived in Brazil.

The gang responsible for receiving the smuggled individuals is a local Brazilian gang.

They are mostly responsible for smuggling locals into the United States.

Basically, those who run from here to there are criminals who need to pay protection money to these gangs. Some women might be unluckier, but murder is rare as it would affect the long-term credibility of the smuggling route. It is a self-destructive behavior that would be boycotted by all the gangs who live off this trade.

So this is an abnormal event in itself.

Considering the intelligence organizations you arranged to investigate earlier, everyone who followed the normal investigation routes disappeared.

After receiving your commission, the Book Society directly arranged a Death Soldier to participate in the smuggling.

He had the most advanced tracking device installed inside his body.

His eyes were the latest technology in surveillance prosthetics.

We originally thought that with this, we could investigate the matter clearly, but as soon as our man reached the dock, a group of Asians took him away.

Their car was equipped with a jammer.

In the end, we only received two segments of footage..."

Saying this, he took out a photo from his pocket.

The photo was high-definition but the surrounding environment was dim.

The time seemed to be at night.

A group of people in an unknown valley was surrounded by strangely dressed individuals, huddling together.

There were quite a few people in the photo.

Brazilians, Caucasians, Africans...

These people were photographed from a high vantage point as if the picture was taken with a first person’s perspective, showing panic and numbness on their faces – clearly individuals who had just been transported and were not yet accustomed to the new environment...

The angle of the photo was understandable—it must have been taken by that Death Soldier when he got out of the car.

Brian pushed the photo back, "My commission was to find that person, how did you determine that the target was dead?"

"Take a look at this..."

Old Du pushed another photo toward him.

This photo was quite frightening.

The angle seemed to be from the ground, surrounded by blood-colored human skeletons.

These skeletons appeared as if they had been eaten by some creature and then excreted, with only the flesh digested, leaving skeletons still clinging with streaks of blood...

Since Brian’s Spiritual Strength reached 1.4, he even remembered things from his childhood in a previous life.

This scene was really reminiscent of a gory scene he had seen in a movie, "Deep Freeze," where a group of people were excreted by sea monsters in the kitchen...

Old Du continued to explain:

"Following the automatic positioning sent from the Death Soldier’s body as he got out of the car, we sent quite a few people to infiltrate, and eventually found that place and the Death Soldier’s last remains. Based on the time, he must have been captured and eaten by the monster the next day, then his remains were excreted through some device, straight down to the bottom of a sea cliff.

The creature must have been huge, otherwise, it would have discovered the electronic devices inside the Death Soldier.

The only problem was that our men disturbed the patrolling people there when leaving, and almost all of them perished. Only one was a Mutant with special abilities, who managed to escape into the sea for a distance and sent the information back."

"So that person did not make it back either?"

Old Du shook his head,

"He’s dead.

He was communicating with our base via satellite equipment at the time, and it sounded like he saw something horrifying, screamed, and then went silent.

The only thing we’re sure of is that that group of Asians is Japanese.

They’ve taken over many of Brazil’s gangs, specifically to capture migrants to feed some kind of monster.

Under such circumstances, the target you’re looking for probably died as soon as he disembarked.

We were discontented with the loss of so many lives, so we turned our force against those gangs and found out that gangs in the coastal cities of Brazil are almost all under control.

They also have control over some local police forces.

That’s also the reason those from intelligence organizations disappeared as soon as they went there.

They only have so many investigative methods.

An investigation will expose them."

After listening to Old Du’s narration, Brian was somewhat speechless.

Busiri’s obsession was to find, not to kill.

Otherwise, this obsession is as good as naught.

As for that group of Japanese... he already knew what they were.

The Dark Sect!

Before, when he, Susan, and Susan’s best friend were vacationing on a cruise in the sea, they encountered a few Japanese ninjas, members of the Dark Sect.

There are also a lot of Japanese immigrants in Brazil.

Since being repeatedly exploited by the United States, they have been moving to Brazil on a large scale, buying land and conducting various commercial activities there, even establishing Japanese cities, Japanese communities... The reason, after all, is the fear that Mount Fuji might erupt or the concern of Japan’s sea level continually dropping, the fear of being submerged by seawater, so they’re making some advance planning...