"Vaughn, how could you be sure this is a medium-scale paranormal event? You couldn't just say things like that."
Richard's face turned bitter. If it were truly a medium-scale paranormal event, as the director, he would have to bear the responsibility.
"Don't worry, Richard."
Vaughn glanced at Richard and knew what the other was thinking. He explained, "I said it's a medium-scale paranormal event, but it's not as severe as we imagined."
"This apartment building has about twenty households, fifty to sixty people in total. However, according to the data, only two people have been confirmed dead, and they were fugitives."
"Look."
Vaughn pointed to the footprint that Jett had left and said, "This is a human footprint."
Then he pointed to several footprints of monkey monsters and said, "If I'm not mistaken, when these monkey monsters were persecuting humans here, they encountered the owner of this footprint."
"I know monkey monsters well. Ordinary ones only possess the strength of an average martial artist. The person who could chase and kill so many monkey monsters proves that their personal strength is at least at the peak of the martial artist level. Because of his presence, there were very few casualties."
"To put it simply, a medium-scale paranormal event affects between twenty and a hundred people. Although this is considered a medium-scale paranormal event, there were very few casualties. So don't worry, this won't have any impact on you."
Upon hearing this, Richard let out a sigh of relief.
"Richard."
At this moment, a policeman ran over and whispered a few words to Richard.
"We found it!"
"What did you find?"
Richard looked at Vaughn and said happily, "Based on the trail, we've found the final location where the monkey monsters and this mysterious martial artist ended up."
Half an hour later.
Nincipe Park.
"How's the situation?"
Upon arrival, Richard grabbed one of his subordinates and asked.
"The scene might be a bit frightening."
Vaughn ignored them and stepped forward into the isolation area. He couldn't help but shiver.
"Vaughn, what's..."
Before Richard could finish speaking, he was distracted by the environment inside the isolation area.
"This..."
In the middle of the isolation area, the scene was horrendous. The ground was filled with shattered deep pits, and the surrounding cement ground was in disarray. Several thick trees had fallen.
It felt like a small war had been fought here.
"Richard, this is what we found on the scene."
A subordinate from the Security Bureau walked over with a bag.
Vaughn's expression turned serious. He picked up the bag and saw many black powders. After opening the bag and taking a sniff, he froze in place.
"Richard, what's wrong?"
Seeing the situation, the subordinate beside him asked hurriedly.
"Contact the higher-ups immediately. A terrifying figure has appeared here."
...
The incident was quickly investigated and resolved, and all traces were cleaned up. Even the individuals involved were comforted.
It seemed like the matter had passed.
However, in an administrative unit in the Zamnia District, many people gathered together.
"Vaughn, if you have something to say, just say it straightforwardly. Everyone is busy."
The leader leaned back in his chair and rubbed his dark circles.
Johnson, another deputy director of the Zamnia District Security Bureau, was at the same level as Vaughn.
Vaughn looked around and, seeing that everyone was present, turned on the projector.
A document appeared on the large screen in front of everyone.
"Name: Raleigh"
"Age: 84"
"Identity: Evil cultivator of the Taoist magic."
"Abilities: Barrier Master, zombie Commander, Puppet Master."
"Offenses: Sixty years ago, the Desert Town Massacre, killed 249 people. Fifty years ago, the East Sea Family Annihilation, killed 76 people..."
"Strength: Peak Level 3"
"Danger: Level S"
There was a series of offenses listed afterward. In short, this was the profile of a maniac killer.
"Richard, why are you showing us this file? I remember this is already a twenty-year-old archive."
A bespectacled literary girl asked.
Hannah, the head of the Information Department of the Security Bureau.
The others also looked at Vaughn curiously.
"I know you're confused, but there's something I need to tell you. This person has been confirmed to have appeared in the Zamnia District."
As soon as the words were spoken, the chaotic office instantly quieted down.
Everyone looked at Vaughn in unison.
"Hannah, retrieve the data."
"Edward, contact the others and prepare for a thorough search."
"George, go to the research institute and use my identity to retrieve ten anti-evil weapons."
"..."
Johnson's originally lazy attitude vanished instantly, and he issued commands to his subordinates with a serious expression.
The people in the office also stopped joking and began to move.
Upon hearing that such a dangerous person had appeared in their area, no one dared to relax.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Seeing this, Vaughn covered his forehead and shouted loudly.
"We couldn't stop. From his offenses, you could see how terrifying this person is. Wherever he appears, there are usually heavy casualties. If we delay for a second, we don't know how many people will be persecuted."Johnson seriously lectured Vaughn.
"Johnson, listen to me..."
"Don't say anything. I understand what you mean."
"..."
"Enough!"
Vaughn suddenly slammed his hand on the solid wood table, causing it to collapse.
The people busy in the office instinctively stopped what they were doing.
"You understand nothing."
Seeing the silence, Vaughn pointed at Johnson's nose and scolded, "You make decisions without even listening to me. Do you really think you're the director just because the director is in retreat?"
Without waiting for Johnson's response, Vaughn turned back to the others and pointed at the big screen, saying, "I'm telling you seriously now, he's dead."
"Just last night, in Nincipe Park, his head was smashed into his stomach."
Everyone, "..."
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