In the General Police Station building on the other side, it was already darker and the office windows were covered with colorful lanterns, and the complex colors were reflected on the curtain wall.

In the room, Mandela, who had been urgently promoted to the temporary chief of the police station, suddenly sat up from the chair, held more than a dozen letters from Zou Baba on the table in his hand, and said to the people who had just entered the room: "I can't believe that these aliens are so bold. When we have been vigilant and strengthened our guard, we are planning to launch an assassination operation against middle-level police officers and urban management cadres, and send these threat letters directly..."

Mandela's mouth widened and his tone grew higher and higher: "I really want to say that their behavior is a bit too rampant, but with the previous examples, I have to believe that they have this kind of courage!"

With the rapid waving of his hand, it was easy to see that this poor half-old man was already shocked by what happened in the afternoon, and he didn't want to change people again shortly after he sat in this position.

"So I just want to ask now how likely they will put this idea into action, or how they will act on everyone present after the action!"

In fact, not long ago, when Chen Xi came over with a threat letter, he thought it was the boring bear kid who was joking with them, learning the plot in movies and TV series, and sending threatening letters to those cowardly and incompetent police officers who always help bad people deal with good people.

The fonts above are crooked and like the fonts I just learned are also very similar to this kind of prank.

However, after some of the two, three-bar urban management officers and some middle-level police officers came over and placed the same letters on the table in front of him, Mandela had to believe it. Such a bad thing is likely to come true.

Because in addition to the naughty childish writing style of naughty children, there are also other people who can write this ugly font due to their physical structure. As for not allowing those people to write better on their behalf, it is probably to show their true and unique identity......

Of course, Chen Xi would not tell Mandela. Although the orangutan recruited from the zoo does have the same hand structure as a human, he will only know when he really holds the pen that it is so difficult and painful to be able to write the font clearly. Therefore, he really wants to say to his childhood: "Thank you for your hard work. If someone else hadn't understood your hard work at all."

Omitting the divergent thinking that Chen Xi often has. When hearing the complaints implicitly in Mandela's words, Eusent, who had just arrived, could only be speechless. He must be difficult to answer anything at this time, including Guberna, the same is true when he came, so he could only take the conversation by another three-bar present.

"This is understandable. People with special abilities are usually arrogant and arrogant in their personalities. Not to mention those guys from hell, the natural chaos and impulses make them perform particularly well in this regard, and they should be determined that we cannot retaliate against this behavior, so they will be so unscrupulous..."

This man is also a very analytical wise man, and he explained the reasons in this aspect in a few words: "Well, they take advantage of the loopholes we have to disperse on duty, unless we concentrate our manpower at several points to shrink. Otherwise, they can easily attack most of the targets... However, the key point is that we cannot give up the maintenance and control of the Fieldland order, because this is to hand over the dominant power that determines Fieldland's life and death to the other party!"

"Then... your name is Stanley. I'm a little confused now. I don't know much about these alien situations. I just want to know what the best way is now. How to stop them!" Mandela's tone seemed pessimistic. "I don't want to wait until the end of the music festival, and I was shocked to find that there was no police officer to command me... If I could still live until then!"

Stanley, who has the iconic "smart" characteristics, smiled bitterly: "There is a solution, but it is difficult to implement it effectively... because we are in the light and innately passive position, and they are in the dark, so we can easily make some mobilizations. In fact, we still don't know how these guys smuggled some aliens in. Logically speaking, the gate of Hell in the entire Staple area was confined under Fieldland's city. If the aliens appear in this part, it is impossible to break through the blockade of [God and Purpose Demon] to the ground."

"So, there is only one explanation for this. These guys came from outside the Staple area. According to the situation where aliens will pollute the surrounding environment as long as they come to our world, they cannot be directly coming. They must have been hidden in the body of people with strong willpower in advance, and then use some means in reality to transfer these polluted people in!"

Stanley said that as a person who directly stimulated the energy of the Holy Emblem in an underground prison (appeared in Chapter 57), he had outstanding performance and accepted Gu Berner's personal teaching. From this passage, you can know how much homework he did for this mission is no worse than Chen Xi's knowledge of information about aliens.

"But is this related to what we are talking about now?" asked Mandela, a little confused.

"Of course it's related, and it's a big correlation..."

Stanley explained with a wry smile: "This just shows that for this action, the other party only implemented it after a long-term planning. It may have been prepared for one year, two years, or three to five years in advance, so that this part of the polluted ordinary people can be transferred in without arousing the suspicion of the witch hunter, and at the same time, the invaded people will not know."

"And the same way, this also means that the other party has a huge power in reality. Otherwise, it would be impossible to transfer more than a dozen aliens in without hesitation, or in the same building!"

"What's even more terrifying is that before the deadly means are actually activated, this group of people must be kept in a relatively stable environment. Otherwise, causing some of them to experience a decrease in willpower too early will only expose their existence in advance. Therefore, we are guessing that the power hidden behind is not only directly related to the relocation of residents in this building, but also closely related to their daily lives."

Mandela finally couldn't stand it when he heard Stanley's turn around here.

"Although I know the meaning of each word in these words, I am confused when combined together. And God knows, who did you learn this quick question-by-decision ability? Can you tell me what I said at the beginning?"

But after opening his mouth, he said something for a long time: "Why didn't you tell me about this situation in advance!"

The so-called profession has specialties. To be honest, he feels that he can't even interfere in the current situation. Even the creatures of the aliens belong to, he has not really understood what kind of creatures he has. He rashly exposes his ignorance, isn't he giving his subordinates a chance to underestimate them!

"Mandela, don't get me wrong..." Uscent finally came to rescue the situation at this time. "It's not that we don't want to tell you, but that we suspect that the inside of ZF has been understood by them, otherwise it would not be able to explain that they can know our actions at all. Guberna rushed back immediately to use the power of the church to investigate information in this regard. With the purity and closure of the Anglican, it is much better than using ZF's power."

After being made clear by this, Mandela finally understood: "That means, no matter what arrangement we make, those guys may know, so you said we have a way, but we cannot implement it effectively."

"This is only one reason, but there is actually another reason that is more important..."

After the extremely smart Stanley glanced at everyone present, he said in a deep voice: "In fact, there are still a lot of manpower and material resources available to rely on, and those who have the holy emblem can basically trust them."

"But the problem is that we must send a bait with sufficient attractiveness to force these aliens to act from dark to light, and at the same time make them feel that there will be no danger in the process of action. Therefore, there must be no more helpers in this bait, and unless we are absolutely sure, we must not risk losing any important man to engage in this life-long risky behavior."

This is just a beautified word. Just looking at the performance of the people on site, you can tell how important the reasons are.

Before Stanley finished speaking, most of the people present started to make a look of "The patterns on the ground look so beautiful, I'll count them." "The night over there is so beautiful, I'm fascinated by it." "Somehow, I suddenly want to sleep." "Is anyone right? Why do I feel that the time on my watch is wrong? I haven't walked away after watching it many times."

But an accident happened, and a noble voice suddenly appeared in the crowd.

"I'm willing..."

When everyone looked back in surprise, they realized that Chen Xi was moving forward with an awareness of "I plan to be cannon fodder" and continued the words he had not finished just now.

"I am willing to contribute everything to the cause of the Holy Church!"
Chapter completed!