I founded Tantric Buddhism in London

Johnny E. Ochoa: "It was a sunny day on December 3rd. When I got home from work, I found a letter in the mailbox at the door. The sender signed it as an old friend. The content of the letter was to invite me to dinner at Wilton Oyster Restaurant tomorrow night. All my old friends would show up."

"It was the first time I was invited to such a high-end restaurant. If the letter had not stated not to bring family members, I would have brought my wife and daughter to the dinner... Now that I think about it, it's a good thing that I didn't really bring my wife and daughter with me, otherwise they might have stepped into this terrible conspiracy vortex."

"When I arrived at the restaurant on time, I really met many people. Many old friends from the military service period, at first I thought that one of the old friends had made a fortune and wanted to invite us old friends to have a good reunion and recall the long and difficult war years in the past... But I never thought that the host of the banquet was actually planning a revolution!"

"And he used this terrible and terrifying forbidden power to blow the horn of revolution!"

"Nello Bacchus, the damn Nello Bacchus, he was the host of the banquet that night!

"He gave a terrible and dangerous speech at the banquet. His words seemed to contain a strange magic that confused people's hearts, which made others believe it involuntarily.

"Nello Bacchus tempted us to join his revolutionary team and rebuild the glory of Great Britain together!"

"I also proposed to refuse to join at that time, but I still couldn't resist his evil power that bewitched people's minds. I couldn't help but be tempted to boil my blood... Then, my mind became less clear, as if another soul was controlling my body, and I could only watch passively."

"I vaguely remember that the secret headquarters of the cult was an abandoned church in the Upper Norwood area."

"After experiencing that weird and strange dinner, we all gathered there and accepted the brainwashing control of Nello Bacchus, learning the forbidden and dangerous invisible art. After we all mastered the first-level secret teachings, Nello Bacchus began to assign us our respective tasks... Some were responsible for producing firearms in the basement of Bath Arms Company, and I was mainly responsible for this part of the work."

"Some people were responsible for attacking the gang's taverns at night/ Casinos/opium dens, stirring up disputes while also taking the opportunity to collect money... I have only participated in this part once or twice, mainly to practice the code of the blade and absorb the power of the code of disputes to fill the sexual phase. "

"Some people are responsible for transporting and distributing firearms. Although I have never participated in this part of the work, I have also heard that they are mainly transported to the black market for sale, and occasionally packaged and sold to gang members and other radical revolutionaries at a low price. "

"The House of Lords riot? Yes, this is also an order from Nelobacus. He carefully selected seven fatherless, motherless and childless church members, and used false and despicable words to confuse their minds and let them devote their lives to this cause that is destined to have no good results... Nelobacus, this despicable guy is really a crazy and ambitious man! "

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When Johnny woke up, the other cultists also came back to their senses one after another incredibly.

Although they still maintained their hideous and distorted appearance, their minds seemed to have returned to normal - the results of the sanity test were above normal.

More importantly, they were all willing to confess their recent thrilling and wild absurd experiences, and were very willing to cooperate with the Anti-Suppression Bureau to complete their work - this result surprised Holmes and Spencer.

This confession was certainly not completely without cost.

Requests to meet with their families, to cure their current ugly appearance, to rectify the corruption of the military's embezzlement of pensions, to have a full meal before death to relieve their unbearable desires, to not disclose their information and to arrange a good job for their sister... all kinds of requests were made by these 17 cultists.

The Anti-Suppression Bureau also kindly agreed to these reasonable or unreasonable requests, at least on the surface.

After temporarily meeting some of the needs of this group of cultists who had returned to the right path, the fully armed extermination soldiers also entered the interrogation rooms with the mission of interrogation.

The confessions of the seventeen cultists were also delivered to the two special investigators in real time.

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Wim Radner: "On December 5th...it was probably a cloudy day. The messenger knocked on my door early in the morning and said that there was an urgent letter from me. I opened the envelope and saw that it was an unsigned old comrade who invited me to dinner at John S Sweetings Restaurant in North Islington tonight. He said that many old comrades would also participate...I had just lost my job as a porter at the dock at that time, and I was bored. I decided to go to the party without hesitation."

"Who is the host of this banquet?"

"Of course it's Mr. Nelobaks. He got a lot of money from nowhere, and also got the weapons and equipment production license and the qualification certification of the contracting unit. He is planning to set up a weapons production company and invite us old guys to join in and make money together. I just lost my job, and now it is even more impossible to refuse!"

"What? You ask me if I have studied the invisible art???"

"What the hell is invisible art? I've never heard of it! As for why I look like this now???"

"This is all thanks to Mr. Nellobacchus. He is the one who provided us with the magical secret medicine passed down from ancient times. It is said to be able to strengthen the body and strengthen the spirit...not to mention that it really works! Since taking it every day After taking this secret medicine, I feel that my whole body is full of strength, and I can work for three days and three nights without closing my eyes... Hehe, it's because I work overtime so seriously, and Mr. Nerobacks even gives me I paid a lot of overtime."

"Hehe, although my appearance seems a bit strange after taking the medicine, what does it matter if I am ugly and weird as long as I have money?"

"Hey, how long do you want to ask? Let me go quickly. I have never heard of any invisible skills or the riots in the House of Lords. I am just an assembly line worker. Don't stop me from making money, okay!! !”

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Thor H. Payne: "I remember it was December 2nd, and it was snowing lightly. I had just attended my ex-wife's wedding party, and I came home drunk and alone."

"Before I returned to the apartment, I met a little letter boy at the door and delivered me a letter. I was invited to come to the Rules restaurant tomorrow to discuss how to regain our lost honor!"

"You know what happened next, right? We joined Mr. Nello Bacchus' Bass Arms Company, and then studied the knowledge of blades and forging. During this period, everyone was very enthusiastic and rushed to complete various tasks assigned by Mr. Nello. The mission indicators are to produce bombs and firearms, create killings and panic, stir up disputes and unrest..."

"Oh, by the way, one time when we were playing near the East District, Johnny accidentally couldn't control his desire for a blade and tore open a prostitute's belly... This was an unplanned killing. It would be terrible if Mr. Nerobacks were allowed to do so!”

"Fortunately, at that time, there were rumors of prostitutes being ripped open and dumped in the alley near Whitechapel... As soon as we heard about it, we knew it was a case committed by a certain guy, so we just took advantage of the situation and killed the prostitute who Johnny killed. Disemboweled and dumped in the alley... Hehe, I guess many of the victims of the Whitechapel murder case are imitators like us. "

"The riot in the House of Lords? We were indeed responsible for that, or did Mr. Nello have an idea, accurately grasping the panic of the citizens, and instigating such a successful demonstration and riot... But there must be other esoteric cults involved. If you don’t help me, tens of thousands of people can gather easily!”

"Hey, looking back now, maybe Mr. Nero had already had this plan for the demonstration and riot in his mind... When he ordered us to let go of the fire in the South Bank Industrial Zone, it must have been to lay the foundation for this demonstration and riot!"

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Corsay Odulin: "On the early morning of November 30th, I received a letter inviting me to have dinner at the Dorchester Restaurant in the South End in the evening. The letter was signed with the name of the Berkshire Brigade where I served. The flag of the Five Musketeers, I guess it was an old friend summoning us. At that time, I had a hunch that this banquet would not be as simple as catching up on old times. "

"This old friend who doesn't even want to reveal his name must have some trouble and needs our help... so he chose such a remote and unpopular small restaurant."

"I arrived at the Dorchester Restaurant in advance and happened to meet the owner and chef who were packing up and preparing to leave. They said sorry to the guest. Today, our restaurant has let a distinguished guest pay a large sum of money and they are not even allowed to stay in the restaurant. Inside, I can only come back to clean up after the late night banquet.”

"When I heard the boss, chef, and waiters all replied like this, I knew that tonight's dinner would definitely not be that simple... But, I have been very bored since I retired. My daily job is to serve those dishes that taste disgusting as if they were marinated in The rich ladies who spend seven days and seven nights in the pickled cabbage vat like rotten abalone are playing increasingly outrageous and unbearable tricks.”

"I'm tired of this shameful life! I hate this life without any honor!"

"So when everyone started talking about the recent frustration and downfall, I immediately proposed the idea of ​​​​staging a big event... But rather than saying that we are a rebel army dedicated to the revolution, I personally feel that we are more like a group of people being suppressed. The downtrodden people who have been abandoned by society gather together to take revenge on this dark and unfair society.”

"The source of invisible arts? Are you talking about the complicated and obscure weird knowledge?"

"Oh, that knowledge was put in the envelope that each of us received, but the interesting thing is that when we asked at the banquet which old friend wrote the letter inviting us to gather together, no one came forward to admit it. , everyone can even take out their own invitation letter.”

"Is the immediate leader Nello Bacchus?"

"Well... nominally the registrant and chairman of Bass Arms Company is indeed that boy Nero, but in fact we all know that he was just an unlucky guy who was elected because he failed in the lottery."

"Our true leader, the planner of our series of actions, is one and only one person."

"That's the cunning and wise Mr. Jonny E. Ochoa!"

"His words are as powerful as cannonballs, and his actions are as fast as cannonballs. Mr. Jonny E. Ochoa...he is our real leader!"

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Holmes and Spencer carefully reviewed the testimony reported in real time.

The more Spencer read, the more he felt that the content inside was chaotic and disorganized, and they were refuting each other. He couldn't help but look up at the female detective at the opposite table and said: "What kind of cooperative investigation work is this? The whole article is full of bullshit. , no word can be believed!”

"It's okay if there are discrepancies in the details of criminal responsibility. After all, everyone wants to excuse themselves, but they actually have different versions of the dinner time when they first met, and even the location was in a different restaurant. !”

"This interrogation is completely meaningless, and the information produced is completely unreliable... although they also mentioned the origin of the fire in the South Bank Industrial Zone."

"Now I finally understand, Miss Holmes, what you said in the previous action meeting... As expected, you can't even believe a single punctuation mark in what the professor and his subordinates said!"

"Instead of continuing to waste time with them, why not just activate the truth recovery machine in the bureau?"

"Isn't that machine said to be able to directly extract the prisoner's memory and present it as a series of photos?"

Faced with Detective Spencer's proposal, Holmes just shook his head slowly and said:

"The truth restoration machine is still in the experimental stage. Although it can indeed extract the memory of prisoners for screening, it is actually only limited to ordinary people and cultists who are lightly exposed to forbidden knowledge... The higher the level of cultists, the more complex their thinking structure is. The more it is different from ordinary people, the more difficult it is to analyze.”

"The current truth restoration machine has absolutely no substantive effect on these seventeen semi-distorted cultists. The memories extracted are only fragmented audio or uneven images."

"But we are not completely without gains. At least now ten cultists have confirmed that their direct leader is Nello Bacchus, who escaped from the Crossroads cult case."

"Although there are three cultists who say that their direct leader is Johnny E. Ochoa, and two cultists who say that they listen directly to the Golden General... we all know that this is just unbelievable. Crazy talk.”

"And they have also revealed many possible addresses of the secret headquarters of the sect. Following these clues, we may also be able to find out some useful information... If these are all fake news, it proves that the professor is trying to use this To mislead our investigation! The more areas are not mentioned in these seventeen testimonies, the more we need to focus on!"

The female detective stared at the screen on the surveillance equipment with burning eyes. The new interrogation text she had just compiled has been distributed. She only needs to repeatedly interrogate and argue, and she is bound to be able to dig out the truly hidden information in the nonsense.

"Professor, your self-righteous tricks are exactly the flaws you exposed!"

The next second, Holmes, who was staring closely at the screen of the surveillance equipment, showed an extremely solemn expression.

In the scene of seventeen interrogation rooms, the seventeen cultists who were bound in the Wu Zhigang shackles and could not even blink their eyelids suddenly began to twitch violently in unison!

The horrified extermination soldier turned around and tried to escape, but before he could turn around, the hideous and deformed head in front of him exploded with a loud bang, and the hot brains and blood splashed all over them, and the white interrogation room was filled with The rendering is shockingly thick and dark red.

Seventeen loud explosions sounded almost at the same instant, as if they were seventeen carefully planned salutes.

The fireworks of flesh and blood are wonderful and dazzling, celebrating the beginning of the next stage of this game of madness and sanity.