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"Yes." Ghost-faced Fox nodded: "Although there is a possibility that the so-called salvation is not important at all, this possibility can basically be ignored."
Several people fell into deep thought.
"So what's the situation over there?" Jiang Lu asked even though he could guess the result.
"It's not good. Liu Dao and I are in the same situation as yesterday. The situation on the heavy artillery side is more serious. He was ambushed by the prisoners." The Ghost-faced Fox sighed.
"A sneak attack?" Jiang Lu looked at the heavy artillery: "Did you draw a black man too?"
"Not...worse."
"Who is that?"
"The one with the white turban."
"Oh, no wonder... sneak attacks are the custom there. Just be happy that they didn't blow themselves up while holding you."
Heavy Artillery was in no mood to joke at the moment. He just said with some fear: "If I wasn't strong enough, I would have been unconscious when he pounced on me."
"A sneak attack on the supervisor, this is not a good prisoner." Jiang Lu shook his head: "Did you plant a bomb on him?"
"That's not true..."
"pity..."
"Anyway." Heavy Artillery's eyes were filled with worry. "I feel like he's here to kill me. He has a strong killing intent. I don't know how much more it will be tomorrow if this happened on the first day when I dropped 50. You two must be careful tomorrow. If you have any combat skills, it's best to prepare them in advance."
Ghost-faced Fox and Liu Dao nodded solemnly.
Jiang Lu secretly glanced at the heavy artillery.
He remembered that Chongpao said he was good at using guns, so for a gunman, his perception of murderous intent should not be wrong.
He suddenly felt a little doubtful. Was it really just because of the low favorability of the prisoners who tried to kill the supervisor?
"Then you guys should have a good rest first, I'll go try." Jiang Lu suddenly stood up and said.
"Don't let the situation like yesterday happen again." Ghost-faced Fox said with some difficulty: "Now... we can only rely on you to find a way out."
"Don't worry, I know my limits. Don't question me. Just believe me first!"
Jiang Lu smiled confidently, although the three of them felt that this smile was a little unsettling.
But now that things have come to this, there is no other way except to trust Jiang Lu.
This was also the reason why Ghost-Faced Fox felt quite uncomfortable. Although he had tasted failure before, whether it was a successful strategy or the opposite, he had never so passively put his fate in the hands of others.
He could admit that he was incapable, but this situation where he had no clue at all was driving him crazy.
"He has such a high favorability rating, so if we're serious, there shouldn't be any problem..."
Chong Pao didn't know whether he was deceiving Ghost-faced Fox and Liu Dao or deceiving himself.
Liu Dao was quite open-minded. He held the back of his head with both hands and leaned back: "Whether there is a problem or not, we have no choice."
"Ah..." Heavy Artillery rubbed his face uncomfortably: "What is this? How can charm be useful? Damn!"
......
Jiang Lu came to the entrance of the prison valley again.
But he did not enter the archive room immediately, but walked towards the mountain of skulls and flesh.
"Master, are you busy?"
Jiang Lu greeted him with a smile, then handed him a cigarette and lit it in a familiar manner.
"It's you... You're not busy either." As he spoke, the meat mountain took a big sip and said, "I've been thinking about it all day. This taste is really authentic."
"It's quite tasty, I rolled it myself." Jiang Lu smiled proudly.
"Ah... you are so nice. Your companions ignored me when they came in this morning." Roushan felt a little disappointed.
"Maybe they are in awe of you. After all, you are quite big. It's normal for them to be afraid of you."
Jiang Lu was perfunctory in his response, but suddenly changed the subject:
"Master, I want to ask you something."
"What's the matter?" Roushan had been completely bribed by Jiang Lu's hand-rolled cigarette, and said very righteously: "I will tell you everything I know."
"It's not a big deal." Jiang Lu leaned against the window of the stone house, half leaned in, and asked in a low voice: "I remember when we first came here yesterday, you asked, 'Are you the new supervisor?', am I right?"
"Yeah, that's right."
Jiang Lu raised his eyebrows: "So, I want to ask you, have you seen our previous supervisor?"
"I've seen it."
"What about them?"
The head at the front of the meat mountain showed a hint of confusion, as if it was recalling something.
Jiang Lu did not rush and just waited patiently.
Finally, Roushan remembered something: "I... can't remember clearly, it seems to be inside."
"Inside?" Jiang Lu became interested and asked, "Do you mean he went in and didn't come out?"
"It's been so long, I've forgotten." Meat Mountain shook his head.
"Yeah, it's okay, that's enough." Seeing that the meat mountain had been smoked to the bottom, Jiang Lu took out another cigarette: "Do you want to smoke more?"
"smoke!"
After lighting another cigarette for Roushan, he walked quickly towards the archive room.
He now has some guesses in his mind that need to be verified urgently.
The parrot outside the door was still repeating the same words:
"Lost souls... repent and redeem... Lost souls... repent and redeem..."
Jiang Lu stopped and looked a few more times, his face showing a strange expression.
But in the end he ignored it and entered the archive room as planned.
He wanted to compare them one by one according to the number and date marked on the files, but he accidentally discovered through a file in an unmarked cabinet that the archive room already kept records about each file.
"This saves me from looking for them one by one." Jiang Lu breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was not a big surprise, this small surprise that could save him a lot of time was enough to make him happy.
He took out the record file from the cabinet, blew the dust off it, then opened it and spread it on the ground.
At first glance, these unclassified, somewhat messy documents were not as clear and intuitive as the cabinets that had been categorized and labeled with the crimes committed by the prisoners. However, he did not come here to look for prisoners.
All he wanted to see were records of prisoners' files being entered and destroyed.
Jiang Lu looked at the latest records intently.
【7.31; 17:56】【Prisoner No. 09991 is detained】
【7.31; 17:57】【Prisoner No. 07832 enters heaven】
【8.1; 9:28】【Prisoner No. 09992 is detained】
【8.1; 9:29】【Prisoner No. 02307 enters heaven】
......
【8.8; 15:37】【Prisoner No. 09996 is detained】
【8.8; 15:37】【Prisoner No. 00172 enters heaven】
“It’s almost always like this…”
Jiang Lu turned forward a little further, then stroked his chin and smiled:
"Every time a new prisoner is admitted, an old prisoner enters heaven? Is it just a coincidence? It's so interesting."
Chapter 16 is already... hot in heaven! (This chapter only has the beginning and the end and does not affect the plot)
"But speaking of this, time is running out."
Jiang Lu calculated: "A favorability of more than 50 is already full power. No matter how high my favorability is, it will still take three days. After three days, it is hard to say whether they are still alive or not."
He scratched his hair in annoyance: "In this case, I can only take an unconventional approach."
Having made up his mind, Jiang Lu came to the unclassifiable area, found the file of the comprehensive talent, put it into the stone tablet, and then started it.
There was a flash of white light, and in the blink of an eye, he was teleported to the interrogation room.
Like John, the target in front of him was still chained to a stone pillar.
It’s just that because his sins were greater, his appearance was more miserable than John’s.
His skin was torn and there was not a single intact part on his body. Even his face was half peeled off and was hanging by his chin, dangling. The scars were both new and old. The new ones were still bleeding, while the old ones had already rotted and festered, and even showed signs of necrosis.
But strangely, he remained quite energetic at this time, but the pain that could not be concealed on his face made people suspect that this was a trick played by the Black Tower to make him better feel the torture brought by the physical pain.
"Albert Highmore?"
Sitting in the chair, Jiang Lu looked at the file in front of him and called out the man's name.
"It's me." Heimer had a ferocious smile on his face: "This is the first time I've seen a supervisor. It's really new."
"Is this your first time seeing a supervisor?" Jiang Lu smiled with interest: "Then how did you know about the existence of supervisors?"
Heimer's face was gloomy and he smiled without saying a word.
"What a tough guy. I like him." Jiang Lu nodded with satisfaction: "So, what do you think of your failed life in the past?"
"I do not consider my life a failure, Supervisor."
Heimer did not feel guilty about his sins at all, but was rather smug:
“I enjoy it and have fun in it. Perhaps dozens or hundreds of years later, when people mention my name, they will still feel horrified. Do you call this a failure?
The only thing that makes me feel sorry is that I was not able to find as many prey as possible before I died, which makes me destined to be unable to compare with those famous legendary killers. "
“Personally, I don’t quite agree with it.”
Jiang Lu shrugged: "At least I have never heard of your name, but I have heard of Robert Oppenheimer."
Heimer frowned. He had never heard of this person whose name sounded a bit like his own. "Who is Oppenheimer? Is he the famous legendary killer?"
"Oh no, he is the original god."