"The Investigation Bureau has three departments: Investigation, Mystery Analysis, and Security. Could the people wearing blood-red ring communicators belong to some other department?"
Gao Ming had no idea where the General Investigation Bureau had found the three school buses driving into Hande Private Academy. Each one was deeply unsettling to look at, like a hearse that regularly transported corpses to a crematorium.
All three buses stopped near the Office Building, and all their doors opened.
A faint mist drifted out of the empty first bus. Footprints appeared one after another in the puddles on the ground, as though invisible passengers had been sitting inside.
Five minutes later, a raincoat in the second, blood-soaked bus slowly rose from the floor. Flesh and blood surged into it.
Its hood completely concealed its face. The raincoat walked off the bus like a person and entered the Office Building.
Only after the downpour had washed the blood from the second bus did the investigators aboard the third dare get off. The driver, dressed in an East District Investigation Bureau uniform, led the way and escorted everyone into the Office Building.
"What was that flesh-and-blood raincoat that came out of the second bus? The Investigation Bureau's secret weapon? Or a ghost Situ An raised?" Gao Ming desperately wanted to warn the investigators, but there was no way they would believe him.
Compared with Situ An, the Acting Bureau Chief of the East District Investigation Bureau, he looked far more suspicious.
"This should be the first wave of reinforcements, right?" Gao Ming compared it with the rescue effort at Sishui Apartments. "Without the Flesh-and-Blood Immortal, Situ An probably won't sacrifice these investigators. Qin Tian and Bai Xiao should be safe for now."
After twelve hours passed in the real world, if no information emerged from the