[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

At this time, the world has long been engulfed by the smoke of war.

For ordinary people, they can't even try hard to survive. When food, clothing, housing and transportation become problems, no one will have the mood to go online.

As expected, after the video was uploaded to the Internet, it did not receive as many views as before.

There were only a few comments under the video, some of them were cursing Taguchi Rokuzo for being boring, while others were cursing that the devil Jie Shuyi could really die.

Obviously no one believed that the murderer who killed so many people would die so easily.

Taguchi Rokuzo was not in a hurry. He gave the video enough time to ferment. Half an hour later, he lifted the blanket and dragged his chair back to sit in front of the computer.

He looked up at the screen, and even though the video didn't have many views, he knew it was enough.

His fingertips tapped quickly on the keyboard, complex codes were reflected in Taguchi Rokuzo's pupils, and countless pop-up windows appeared layered on the screen.

In just a few tens of seconds, Taguchi Rokuzo had completed everything he had to do, with only the last step left. He raised his right hand high and pressed the enter key.

The code on the screen began to run quickly, and the programmed program invaded the networks of various countries in an extremely aggressive manner according to the owner's demands.

Taguchi Rokuzo raised his eyes, his grey pupils quietly watching the code running on the screen, but he fiddled with the mouse, hiding the server in the background. His attitude seemed to show that he had no intention of confirming whether the attack was successful.

With his strength, he can usually enter and exit the network security systems of various countries at will.

What's more, at a time when the superpowers are rioting, no government would have the energy or mood to deal with a hacker invasion.

Rokuzo Taguchi slid his wrist slightly, and the mouse touched the video folder on the desktop again.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he wanted to double-click the video to open it, but his index finger seemed to be out of control. The finger that used to be flexible was now as stiff as a piece of wood.

Taguchi Rokuzo licked his dry lips, raised his right hand, pressed his middle finger on the mouse, and clicked twice quickly.

The next second, the video he had carefully edited began to play.

Taguchi Rokuzo knew very well why Jie Shuyi needed this video, not only to be the lead to the end of the war, but also because...

——He wants to whitewash the Armed Detective Agency and establish its prestige.

The first thing that was triggered by Jie Shuyi's death was the faith of the rioting supernatural beings.

They regard the powerful, invincible and pure Jie Shuyi as a god. When the temple collapses, even the gods will die. How much hatred and courage will be left in their hearts?

Maybe someone wants to become the second God.

But they also have to think carefully, do they want to become gods? Or do they want to become the second superpower to die at the hands of the Armed Detective Agency?

For these people with special abilities whose emotions were originally moved by Jie Shuyi, should they choose to fight to the death or turn back?

As for the remaining small number of purely evil mutants, their proportion is not large, and even though the subsequent cleanup process will be troublesome, they will not cause any trouble.

As long as the video is spread widely enough, the defeat of the psychics in this war will be inevitable.

After this incident, the Armed Detective Agency will not only become famous all over the world for killing the devil, but will also become the object of public worship and admiration.

The fact that Xie Shuyi was once a member of their group, would not be brought up for trouble again.

Taguchi Rokuzo curled the corners of his mouth and looked at the young man on the screen. Even though the video footage had been edited by him, he could still see the confusion and despair in Jie Shuyi's eyes from an operatic perspective.

That was the look on his face when the brim of his hat was knocked off.

Taguchi Rokuzo stared at it in a daze. He leaned forward and put his hand on the screen.

Seeing those beautiful eyes losing their former luster, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He knows...

He knew that Xie Shuyi did not want to appear in front of the world in such an ugly posture, nor did he want to die like that, so Taguchi Rokuzo cut out all the shots that exposed the back of Xie Shuyi's head.

"You should have told me earlier." You are clearly in so much pain, so much fear and despair.

He murmured softly, but his eyes were full of self-mockery.

"I'm one of the first guys to be kicked out... What right do I have to say such things?"

Taguchi Rokuzo lowered his head, his hair falling naturally, covering his eyes. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it skillfully.

Only after the thick smoke came out of his mouth did he speak solemnly as if he was swearing an oath.

"Don't worry, if you don't want others to know, I will definitely keep it a secret for you."

At this moment, the computer prompt sounded. Taguchi Rokuzo raised his head slightly, and tears flashed in his eyes hidden in his messy hair.

All the world can see is what Taguchi Rokuzo wants them to see.

Or rather...it's what Jie Shuyi wanted them to see.

Taguchi Rokuzo brought the cigarette to his lips and took another deep puff.

As he exhaled, the video on the computer was played simultaneously on all powered electronic devices around the world.

Whether it is a large electronic screen in a store, a mobile phone, or a screen window on the street.

Even in a ruined area, as long as there is electricity and internet, videos can be played smoothly.

The news of Xie Shuyi's death spread as fast as a plague.

Some people didn’t believe it at first, but people in desperate situations will desperately grasp at even the slightest bit of hope, and then continue to magnify it.

Especially after confirming the death of Jie Shuyi, the war seemed to have just begun, and each country sent out unprecedentedly powerful forces.

By the second week after the news spread, most of the psychics had lost their arrogance, and only a small number of them put up a stubborn resistance.

In just one week, not only was the revolution a huge success, but many rioting psychics even spontaneously rebelled and joined the cleanup team, and psychics and humans achieved an unprecedented unity.

They all seemed to want to protect the hard-earned peace.

Maybe there really is a silver lining after a dark cloud.

Good things always happen one after another.

On the night of Jie Shuyi's death, his human companion who had been killed by him, and whose body had been skinned, stewed and thrown away, actually came back to life.

Starting from the first one, no one paid attention at the beginning, but later on, more and more people were resurrected.

Most of them were humans or people with special abilities who were killed on the eve of the war. They were not only the targets of Jie Shuyi's massacre, but some even died tragically in other accidents.

Like an illusion, these people whose bodies were clearly gone suddenly appeared outside their homes or in places they were familiar with when they were alive.

When discovered by others, the memories of the resurrected people all remained at the moment before their death. They had no idea what had happened in the past month, and it was as if they had just had a good sleep.

Even the clothes are intact.

On the eve of victory in the war, some politicians speculated whether these resurrected people were another conspiracy of supernatural beings. Perhaps all these resurrected people should be executed.

But when the people found out that those who came back were their real relatives, they were filled with joy.

And this joy also became the motivation to stop the rioting superpowers during the war.

Afterwards, people tried to find out the truth behind the resurrection of the dead, but they were unwilling to attribute it to some illusory god.

After all, at the moment of death, countless people prayed for God's help, but in the end it was clearly the Armed Detective Agency and their own efforts that ended the war.

They would rather believe that it was done by a powerful, unknown psychic with compassion for the world.

Unable to find the psychic, the world attributed the credit to the Armed Detective Agency.

It was the Armed Detective Agency who got rid of the villain.

Gave them peace and justice.

Let them be reborn.