The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

There was no doubt that the voices in the recording were indeed Zheng Si and Ma Bin, and the content almost 100% verified the facts of what was happening. The last doubt in Li Shan's mind was dispelled, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent that was about to overflow.

Li Shan clutched the recording pen and said in a fierce voice: "The patrol room is currently short of manpower, but we cannot let Zheng Si go crazy again. So, what is your plan?"

Ma Bin's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes: "We don't need too many people, because I can find opportunities to transfer everyone out. By then, as long as Captain Li Sheng can ensure that Boss Zheng is dealt with, everything will be settled."

Li Shan glanced at Ma Bin thoughtfully: "Are you sure?"

Ma Bin took a long breath, like a gambler who put all his chips on the table, and said fiercely: "When I take control of the Green Wolf Gang, I promise to hand over 30% of the profits to Captain Li every month."

Li Shan shook his head and stretched out five fingers: "50%, I can let the patrol room suppress this matter and end it with Zheng Si's death."

Ma Bin agreed and made a request: "The body of Boss Zheng after his death must be handed over to me. He is my boss after all, and I have to carry him into the coffin myself."

….

at the same time.

In the western suburbs of District 9, two blocks away from the incineration plant, there is an old and dilapidated community.

The community is not big, and the floors are not high. They are all low-rise tube buildings, about a dozen in number. However, because it is backed by a snack street, the density of people flow is very high.

At this moment, the time is approaching noon, and there are gradually more and more diners on the snack street.

In the room on the top floor of Building No. 14, behind the closed curtains, the police officers were closely monitoring the location on the opposite floor.

Wang Yilin, the director of the patrol room, frowned and said on the phone: "Li Sheng, you are the only deputy team member left in the bureau. You must take good care of your family."

"I don't care what method you use, you must calm down the incident and minimize the impact. Otherwise, you won't be able to count on the selection of the captain at the end of the year. And be careful, I will also peel off the skin of your teammate."

After Wang Yilin finished speaking, he hung up the phone unceremoniously.

"Did something bad happen?" asked the young man with a hooked nose and a stern face on the sofa.

Wang Yilin turned around, half-bowed, and his eyes lingered for a moment on the dark badge embroidered on the opponent's chest.

The pattern of the badge was very abstract, and he couldn't describe it because of his limited knowledge, but he knew that the person who could embroider the badge on the chest must be a family with a high status in the upper city.

What's more, the latter still holds the title of special commissioner. Even if he looks as old as his son, Director Wang must show the most respectful attitude.

He answered truthfully to the young man: "A neighborhood gang in the city was not very obedient and caused a little trouble, which affected the death of several civilians. The deputy captain who stayed at home was not very sensible and asked me to send some people back."

Wang Yilin paused and said solemnly: "Commissioner, don't worry, I sternly refused."

When the special correspondent heard the words gang and blank civilians, he immediately lost interest. He scratched his ears and said in a cold voice:

"That's right, the blank people are like weeds in a wheat field. They grow one after another. If they die here, they will grow again there. You don't need to worry too much about it."

"But [the fate] is different. Even the outermost members are like will-o'-the-wisps with gangrene in their bones. If they are not careful, they will burn large wheat fields to white ground."

Wang Yilin looked serious, but in fact he didn't think so.

He had some doubts in his heart and asked: "I heard that [Destiny] has always only been active in the upper city. Why has it changed its temper and appeared in the lower city? Our ninth district is very barren. Is there anything that can attract it?" What about this extremely evil organization?”

The commissioner's face darkened, and he said: "[Destiny] was attacked by the parliament before, suffered heavy losses, and disappeared for many years."

"Some time ago, a big incident happened out of nowhere. Many big families in the upper city suffered heavy losses, and now people are still in panic."

"Of course, the Council also captured some core members of [Destiny]. Unfortunately, their bones are very hard, and their tongues are imprinted with secret techniques. Almost nothing can be extracted."

"In the end, we dissected their brains alive and got a little bit of useful information."

Wang Yilin was fascinated by what he heard and asked curiously: "What information? If it's not convenient to tell you, forget it, I'm just curious."

The special correspondent didn't feel the need to keep it secret. After all, the news that could be heard at his level was not that secret. What's more, it was just a project code name, and the meaning behind it was not clear at all.

"Eternal hell!" He spit out four words from his mouth.

Wang Yilin was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was doing, so he humbly asked for advice: "What do you mean?"

The commissioner's face turned red imperceptibly, and he replied loudly: "I don't know."

Wang Yilin bit his lips: "..."

The special correspondent said coldly: "Although the meaning is unclear, what is certain is that [Destiny] is gradually expanding its scope of activities to the lower city."

"In short, no matter what [Destiny] is planning secretly, the Uptown Council always adheres to one policy towards [Destiny] - kill them all."

Wang Yilin felt the commissioner's unquestionable attitude, but he was far from understanding how heavy the word "kill them all" really was.

until……

A quarter of an hour later.

During the combat meeting, Wang Yilin marked 11 buildings in red circles on the map.

He said: "After careful monitoring during this period, we have been very sure that this extremely evil group of members is hiding in Room 404 of Building 11."

"We can't wait for the big fish. We will close the net tonight and catch them all, whether they live or die."

A group of fully armed patrol officers took orders.

"Not enough." The special commissioner frowned, snatched the red pen from Wang Yilin's hand, and circled the entire community in red.

Wang Yilin looked at the special commissioner in astonishment, and heard the special commissioner say coldly: "The extremely evil members of [Destiny] are extremely cunning. Their actions generally follow two lines of light and darkness, that is, at least two groups of people cover each other."

"Since 404 in Building 11 is exposed, there may be another group hiding deeper, hiding nearby, and like us, they are always monitoring and paying attention to the dynamics of 404."

"We monitor to arrest, and they monitor for early warning."

Wang Yilin admitted that what the special commissioner said made sense, but so what, they did not find the hiding place of the other group of people.

Wang Yilin asked tentatively: "So, we are going to use this group of people to force the other group to show up?"

The special commissioner realized that Wang Yilin was really a bit stupid, so he said bluntly: "They won't show up. If they show up, won't this group of people on the open line be exposed in vain?"

Wang Yilin seemed to understand, but he was not sure. He looked at the huge red circle on the map, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The special commissioner pointed at the red circle with his finger, and his voice was cold and unsuitable for his age: "Kill them all."

Not only Wang Yilin, but all the police chiefs who heard it stood there in a daze, shuddering in their hearts.

Although they never cared too much about the lives of the empty civilians on weekdays, and they made or arrested many false and wrongful cases, they still dared not think about killing hundreds of lives by just drawing a circle like this...

Seeing Wang Yilin remained silent for a long time, the special commissioner frowned in confusion: "Is there a problem?"

Wang Yilin swallowed his saliva: "There may be thousands of people living in this community?"

The special commissioner nodded seriously: "I know, so what?"

Wang Yilin answered with a stiff upper lip: "Too many people."

The special commissioner sneered: "The people living in the old and dilapidated houses are all empty citizens, right?"

Wang Yilin: "Basically, but there may be a small number of low-level citizens."

Special commissioner: "I am very sorry for the death of low-level citizens, but this is a necessary sacrifice."

Wang Yilin's teeth were trembling. He was afraid that he would never live like this in his life. I have never thought that I would say such humane words from my mouth: "But there are still thousands of white civilians, most of them are innocent, they are also human beings."

The special commissioner's expression gradually became impatient. He patted Wang Yilin's shoulder and said faintly: "What I said to you before, didn't you understand?"

Wang Yilin: "???"

The special commissioner sighed: "The white civilians are like weeds, one after another, so what we should care about is [fate]. They are like will-o'-the-wisp that burns everything into white land. We must kill them all!"

Wang Yilin's head was numb. He looked into the black and white eyes of the special commissioner and finally realized the weight of the other party's words.

He didn't know whether [fate] was a will-o'-the-wisp, but you really would hoe a piece of land until there was no grass growing~

The throats of the surrounding police chiefs were all dry, and Feng Ju, standing in the queue, felt a chill on his back.

As expected, these are the people who came down from the upper city. It really opened their collective eyes.

The special commissioner felt that the atmosphere was a bit depressing, but he didn't care. He habitually stroked the family emblem on his chest with his index finger and thumb, and smiled: "Is Director Wang questioning the policy of the parliament, or sympathizing with... [fate]? Want to let them go?"

Wang Yilin hurriedly shook his head: "No, it's just that the patrol room is short of manpower, I'm afraid..."

The special commissioner shrugged his shoulders and took out a badge from his pocket. The pattern was exactly the same as the one on his chest.

He handed it to Wang Yilin and instructed: "You have someone take this badge and give it to Zhou Yifu of the Survey Corps. He will know what to do."

Wang Yilin took the badge and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Feng Ju, you go." He handed the badge to Feng Ju again and said in a deep voice: "Go quickly and come back quickly."

Feng Ju took the badge with both hands, his face changing from cloudy to bright, and in the end he didn't say a word, just saluted coldly.