Chapter 277: crowd

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The screen went black and Kemeng ended the high-level meeting of the day.

When I walked out of the temporarily requisitioned office, I saw Captain Luo

approaching, just walking away together.

"Have you ever recorded with a recording device?" Luo Yuan asked.

As the captain of Kemeng, Luo Yuan's internal level has been improved, and he

has the authority to know some incidents of Kemeng, such as the frog sound

suppression method.

Luo Yuan imagined that if the audio file can record the sound, it might

relieve Kemeng's medical pressure.

Just look at Jinlizhou, 27 cities were affected, and more than 8,000 people in

total became frogheads.

The total of 32,000 people who heard the sound but did not drink water

belonged to the people who had been sick but had not yet developed symptoms.

There are 40,000 patients in total, but the most important are 32,000 people

who have not yet drunk water and are in urgent need of treatment.

Of course, even if you drink water and become a froghead, you can be

suppressed by Kemon back to a normal human body.

However, there are two different experiences that have changed and have not

changed. The bureau hopes to arrange treatment for 32,000 people as much as

possible.

"It was recorded just before the meeting." Kemeng shook his head.

The people in the bureau had already recorded with ordinary recording

hardware. When Kemeng opened his mouth, the recording equipment did not record

any sound.

This is a strange sound that normal people can't hear, and the soundtrack of

the recording file does not fluctuate.

The bureau also sent volunteers without frog mutation genes to listen to

Kemeng using the frog sounds, but they could not hear Kemeng's croaking.

The analyst team believes that only the frog-transgenic can hear the croaking

deep into the soul, and normal people cannot hear that sound, and this is the

main reason why ordinary equipment cannot record.

"Have you tried that special recording item?" Luo Yuan's thinking was active

and he jumped to the special item side.

"The station is being dispatched. Unfortunately, the radio contained in our

station cannot be used. It cannot record. No matter what button is pressed, it

will play the sound of the secret existence." Team Luo regretted.

The octopus market also has special items with recording functions, but the

problem is the same as that of the whale market, there are mentally disturbing

sounds.

Once such recording-oriented objects mutate into special objects, they will

more or less have some headaches, and only a few two or three are not

abnormal.

Kemeng walked to the 6th floor underground. In front of it was an open

interior space in which the quarantined patients from the octopus market had

gathered.

At present, the frog patients in the whole country are basically in isolation,

and they are available on call and it is convenient to mobilize them.

Before Kemeng started, the staff stopped Kemeng and gave Kemeng a white mask.

"As required by the bureau, please wear a mask to prevent them from

remembering you." The staff member said softly.

"In addition, the side effect of this mask is to draw energy. Please pay

attention to the time. If you are really sleepy, quit as soon as possible."

The young lady blinked and said.

Kemon took the mask, started softly, and stared at the white mask quietly for

a few seconds, faintly rising a feeling-camouflage props.

Kemeng nodded without leaving a trace and put on the mask. The mask

immediately changed according to Kemeng's face. His face widened, the bridge

of his nose became higher, and his eyes seemed to have an inexplicable look.

What followed was the birth of an inexplicable suction force on the face,

which continuously extracted something from the body. According to the staff's

prompt, what it extracted was energy.

Ke Meng has an item called Huangquan Suliu Whistle, which is also an item that

draws energy, so Ke Meng has quite ample experience in such things as energy

draw.

Suck, keep sucking.

A certain sense of fatigue came, but the power of resistance was weakened in

secret.

In the end, the mask didn't take a lot of energy away, Kemon stood upright and

survived.

The young lady from the staff opened her small mouth in surprise, looked at

Kemeng from start to finish, and sighed that his stamina was really strong.

She doesn't know all the Kemeng's information. Now Kemeng's files are of

special confidentiality. Many people don't have the right to browse Kemeng's

files, including Kemeng's special items files, which are also of special

confidentiality.

So Miss Sister didn't know that Kemeng was quite long-lasting. She just took

out the disguise mask from the inventory according to the instructions above,

and gave it to Kemeng on the 6th floor underground.

According to normal use, this mask changes the face once and requires the user

to sleep for a whole day.

Kemon had nothing to do, so Miss Sister couldn't help but look up.

Many things in the game have side effects, but the above knows that Kemun is a

bit different and believes that he can get the job done.

Of course, you can rest when you are really sleepy.

Indoors, the bandaged man patrolled the crowd, wearing sunglasses and

constantly scanning the top of everyone's head.

Some people have very light black smoke on their heads and need to walk very

close to see the light black smoke.

The bandage man patrolled here after the meeting. All the patients did not

notice the presence of the bandage man, but subconsciously gave way to him.

The bandaged man felt his heart, and when he turned his head he saw a man with

a wide chin and a tall nose.

There is nothing wrong with that familiar feeling, it is Kemon.

Giving a gesture to Kemeng, Kemeng walked over immediately and patrolled with

the bandage man.

Kemon put on the sunglasses specially equipped for him by the General

Administration and looked at them one by one.

There are 134 frog head patients in Octopus City, and 164 people who have not

drunk water. The people gathered here are all thirsty patients and they

urgently need water.

Kemon and the bandage man shuttled through the crowd, examining them one by

one.

Compared with the review by colleagues, it is more comfortable to review by

yourself.

Kemeng walked around, feeling a little, and stopped.

The bandage man also stopped at exactly the same time, and the two were almost

in step, staring at the two men who were connected.

Without seeing the smoke, he took one step closer, and one step closer,

getting closer, and finally saw the faint black tobacco emerging from the top

of their heads. The tobacco was so light that it would be difficult to detect

if they didn't get close.

Kemeng and the bandage man looked at each other. The bandage man nodded and

spoke in a vague manner: "We will settle the account later."

The faint black smoke proves that I have anti-Kin Lei Chau thoughts in my

heart, and I need an appointment after treatment.

After Kemon patrolled ~www.mtlnovel.com~ facing everyone, opened his mouth,

mobilized the spirituality in his body, and rolled his throat.

No sound came out, but the patients at the scene had a splitting headache and

screamed.

The girl hugged herself with her hands, her body trembling, as if great pain

flashed by.

After a short while, the violent pain was over, and the patients broke into a

cold sweat and went to rest in the lounge next door.

The two men with light smoke above their heads were interrogated in the

interrogation room.

"Name."

"Country of Citizenship."

"What are your thoughts on Jinlizhou?"

Kemon listened to the interrogation outside the house, after listening for a

while, he turned and left.

Those two were undercover personnel who had been planted by Crocodile Island,

but after living for a long time, the bad impression of Jinlizhou Island was

no longer as strong as before, which was also the reason for the extremely

faint black smoke.