Chapter 300: Gray Disciple Messenger When Old Man Sun heard this, his expression became even more gloomy. He lowered his head and said: "This was indeed my negligence. I am willing to bear all the consequences. No matter what price you offer, I swear to bet this old bone and give everything I have to make up for your losses!" However, at this time, Qin Fu shook his head gently and said: "No need, Mr. Sun. The most important thing for you now is to find out who is behind this! What we need is not compensation, but the truth!" Hearing this, Old Man Sun was startled, and then his knees softened, and he knelt on the cold ground involuntarily. He said: "Director Qin Fu, please believe me, I will investigate this matter thoroughly and will never let anyone tarnish my skills and reputation!" After saying this, he kowtowed respectfully to Qin Fu. "thank you for your trust!" At this time, Sun Wu, who was standing by, was quick-witted and stepped forward, helped Old Man Sun up, and said with concern: "Grandpa Sun, hurry up and get up! We all believe in you!"
Wu Jinqiang's expression eased a lot when he saw this. He sighed and said helplessly: "Oh, forget it! Since Brother Fu has said so, what else can I say? Let's do as Brother Fu says! But Grandpa Sun, you really have to give us an explanation!" At this moment, Old Man Sun's wrinkled face was full of sincerity, and he nodded quickly in response to Qin Fu's words. "Give me a few days, and I will definitely find that cunning thief." Although his voice sounded a little old, it revealed unquestionable determination. Qin Fu nodded after hearing this, and then prepared to leave the [Xia Gang Workshop] to continue his busy official duties. However, at this moment, a sudden noise arose outside the city gate, breaking the original tranquility like a surging wave. The voice was mixed with fear, anxiety and urgency, which made everyone feel a little uneasy. Wu Jinqiang immediately raised his heavy head alertly, frowned and said: "Could it be that an alien race is attacking? But the defensive fortifications outside the city have not been prepared yet..." As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the others suddenly changed, and there was no trace of neglect. Everyone immediately ran towards the city gate. At this time, everyone hurried and finally arrived at the city gate. The scene before them made them stunned - there were crowds of people outside and inside the city gate. Those people did not show any panic expressions. Instead, they showed a strange and gossipy look, as if they had suddenly discovered some new world. Qin Fu and his companions' originally tense nerves gradually relaxed in this sudden strange atmosphere. They put down their nervous expressions and showed doubts and a bit of inquiry on their faces. They slowly walked towards the crowd, trying to find out the reason behind this. Those pioneers who maintained order were dressed in uniform uniforms, with upright postures and sharp eyes. They recognized Qin Fu, who was walking in front, at a glance and immediately saluted him with a standard salute. Afterwards, they quickly and orderly pushed through the dense crowd, clearing a passage for Qin Fu and his party.
Qin Fu and others followed this passage and slowly passed through the crowd. As they walked, they carefully looked at the people around them, their eyes full of inquiry. The people in front of them were whispering and talking among themselves. "Could something big have happened?" "Yes, I heard there were more than a dozen people." "It seems like they all met with misfortune, and no one survived!" When Qin Fu and his group arrived near the city gate, the scene before them made them instantly understand what had happened. A chariot that looked like a huge truck slowly drove into the city gate in the dim light of dawn. Its movements were unusually steady, as if it was carrying an endless amount of weight. Behind the chariot stood a two-story iron frame, on which more than a dozen corpses were neatly arranged, each of which was lightly covered with a white curtain. The guards at the city gate, dressed in iron armor and holding spears, stood upright on both sides, with awe and sadness in their eyes. As the chariot slowly passed by, they all raised their right hands at the same time and saluted silently to the chariot carrying the remains of the heroes. Their movements were uniform and full of respect and mourning for the deceased. Mo Yiyan looked solemn and sighed softly: "Looking at this situation, Zhu Ba and his group must have returned with Lu Ailun and the others." At this time, Qin Fu and his group followed the chariot that was slowly approaching until it steadily drove towards the headquarters building of the Bureau of Superpowers. Qin Fu hesitated for a moment, then said: "Let's go back and take a look." Upon hearing this, everyone nodded and turned around to return to the Superpower Headquarters. As they walked through the busy corridor and passed through one heavy door after another, they finally returned to the third floor below ground of the Supernatural Bureau. This place has been temporarily arranged into a solemn and dignified place. The bodies of Lu Ailan and his companions have been neatly arranged on the cold morgue beds and lightly covered with white cloth. When Qin Fu and the others arrived in front of the morgue, Zhu Ba, with a frown on his face, looked up and saw Qin Fu, with a hint of complex emotions flashing in his eyes. He whispered, as if afraid to disturb the silence: "Director..." Qin Fu didn't say much, but just nodded gently to Zhu Ba, his eyes conveying silent comfort. At this moment, Qin Fu took heavy steps and slowly walked towards the dozen or so corpses lying quietly. As the white cloth was lifted one by one, the scene before them made Wu Jinqiang and others feel even heavier in their hearts. Every corpse looked just as Zhu Ba had described. The organs and muscles in the body seemed to have been ruthlessly hollowed out by some force, leaving only a void. But the tragedy before our eyes was far more than that. The heads of these corpses and the eyeballs that once sparkled with the light of life had all disappeared, leaving only deep holes, telling of endless misery. The skin of the corpses was tightly attached to their bones, and they were as shriveled as puppets that had been drained of water. They lay there dryly. Qin Fu hesitated for a moment, and finally said in a decisive tone: "Undoubtedly, this is indeed an evil deed done by the Gray Emissary!" Hearing Qin Fu's words, Zhu Ba's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, as if they could penetrate all the fog. He suddenly perked up, leaned forward slightly, and asked with a barely perceptible anger in his tone:
"Gray Emissaries? They are the ones who did it?" Qin Fu's eyes were still fixed on the corpse in front of him. He said in a deep voice: "Yes, an extremely dangerous cult or some kind of secret organization. They firmly believe that aliens and humans can coexist. In order to achieve this goal, they will stop at nothing, even at the cost of any life." Hearing this, expressions of disbelief appeared on everyone's faces. (End of this chapter)