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The most troublesome aspect of Red Curtain is the hallucinogen it releases.

Even a slight inhalation can cause immediate unconsciousness.

However, this time, they were well-prepared.

“Pa ~ Pa ~ Pa”

Several team members quickly threw a few bionic mechanical grenades at the surrounding walls.

These grenades were specially made, containing not explosives, but nanobots.

Nanobots are the nemesis of Red Curtain.

After the grenades were thrown, they firmly attached to the walls, and then, invisible nanobots swarmed out, continuously spreading outwards.

Red Curtain was rapidly broken down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In addition, to prevent the released hallucinogens from affecting anyone, they had taken central control capsules before departure.

Therefore, this time, Red Curtain did not cause any harm to anyone.

“How could this be?” The imposter was shocked.

This move was supposed to be unstoppable, yet it was so easily defeated.

The team members didn't give him any more chances, immediately using a teleport to stun him.

Bai Liji stubbed out his cigarette and walked to the desk to issue a series of instructions.

The Central Military Region's defenses at the Parliament Building were revoked, and all troops were sent to various residential areas to be responsible for their respective patrols.

The officers in the military region breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving the order, shaking their heads with wry smiles, believing they had overthought things.

The zombies also gradually disappeared and quieted down after this moment.

Zong Zhengyue encountered no obstacles along the way and successfully arrived at the Parliament Building.

“Report, Commander, Southeast Military Region Commander Zong has arrived.” A soldier entered to report.

“Let him in.” Bai Liji said.

“Yes!” The soldier saluted, turned, and left the room.

Shen Wengang and his team of six members were on duty outside, responsible for security.

Ling Zhenhai was still in the office at this moment, talking with Bai Liji.

“Bai Li…” Zong Zhengyue was about to speak but stopped when he saw someone else in the office.

“Haiwang, consider this matter, and give me your reply later.” Bai Liji said.

“Alright, Speaker, then I'll go out first.” Ling Zhenhai stood up, saluted both commanders, and then turned to leave the office.

After Ling Zhenhai left, Zong Zhengyue strode up to Bai Liji and circled him, examining him.

“What are you looking at?” Bai Liji asked with a smile.

“When was the last time you went to our Southeast Military Region?” Zong Zhengyue asked.

“Hehe, Lao Zong, why are you so suspicious!” Bai Liji pointed at him and laughed.

“Answer the question.” Zong Zhengyue was very serious.

“Hmm, let me think. The last time I went should have been in the summer of '53!” Bai Liji leaned back on the sofa, carefully recalling.

“Which month specifically?” Zong Zhengyue was not satisfied with this answer.

“Which month? Let me think. Right, July 20th!” Bai Liji finally remembered, because there was a national holiday afterwards.

“How many days did you stay there?” Zong Zhengyue continued relentlessly, trying to trick him.

“I went and returned on the same day, why, did you want me to stay overnight!” Bai Liji replied.

The answer was flawless, but Zong Zhengyue was still uneasy.

“What did you say to me when you left?” Zong Zhengyue continued to ask.

“Lao Zong, are you done yet? It's been so long, who would remember.” Bai Liji laughed and scolded, truly being bitten by a snake once, he was extremely cautious.

“Think carefully. You were about to board the plane and even gave me something.” Zong Zhengyue prompted.

“I gave you something?” Bai Liji frowned, carefully recalling.

“Pa ~” He slapped his thigh.

“I remember, the 'Huai'an Calligraphy', right? Damn! I forgot if you didn't mention it. Where's the calligraphy? Give it back to me!” Bai Liji remembered.

The 'Huai'an Calligraphy' was a famous ancient calligraphy piece. At the time, Zong Zhengyue pleaded endlessly to borrow it for viewing, and Bai Liji reluctantly agreed to lend it to him for a month. However, he later forgot about it due to being busy.

“Damn! Careless!” Zong Zhengyue regretted it, blaming himself for not changing the reason.

“Who brings a calligraphy piece when carrying out a mission? I'll send it to you later!” Zong Zhengyue prevaricated.

But in his heart, he thought, returning it was impossible.

“Remember, return it to me as soon as possible, otherwise don't even think about borrowing anything from me next time!” Bai Liji warned him.

“Okay, okay, okay!” Zong Zhengyue agreed, finally getting past this matter, truly lifting a stone to drop it on his own foot.

“Brother Bai Li, I have a question that I haven't been able to figure out.” Zong Zhengyue asked.

Now that he had confirmed that the Bai Liji in front of him was real, he could ask about the zombie matter.

“What question?” Bai Liji asked.

“Why can you mobilize the zombies?” Zong Zhengyue asked.

“Mobilize zombies? I can't!” Bai Liji immediately denied.

“Can't? That shouldn't be!” Zong Zhengyue was somewhat surprised to hear this reply.

“What's wrong?” Bai Liji asked.

“After entering Kyoto, I discovered that those zombies seemed to be cooperating with our actions.” Zong Zhengyue said.

“Is that so?” Bai Liji was also somewhat surprised.

“You don't know?” Zong Zhengyue was somewhat confused by Bai Liji's expression.

“I don't know!” Bai Liji replied.

“Then that's strange!” Zong Zhengyue muttered to himself.

“Wait a minute!” Bai Liji also realized the problem and called Ling Zhenhai in from the door.