On the way to becoming the strongest, I first became a popular person.

You know, during the 300-year eradication of parasitic corpse beasts, some top alphas and omegas died in the operation because their tracks were too hidden. As long as there was a corpse nearby, they would completely blend into the air when not moving, making them almost impossible to guard against.

You need to use your mental strength to protect your body at all times. If you relax a little and it gets close to you, you will die. Its mouthparts are extremely special, and can instantly break through the defense and penetrate the brain. It takes less than one second to complete the sucking, and three seconds to complete the parasitism.

Fortunately, the number of parasitic corpse beasts is extremely small, less than 10,000, and most of them are below C-level. B-level ones are extremely rare, and there has only been one A-level one. It was quickly exterminated under the strong crackdown of the Federation.

However, this long-extinct star beast suddenly reappeared, and it is a rare grade B. Was it obtained by chance by the person behind the scenes, and there is only one? Or was it cultivated in a planned and large-scale manner?

There is a lot of water behind this matter. Bryant had a smile on his face, but his heart sank.

If anyone attempts to betray the Federation, betray humanity, and associate with the star beasts, the sword in his hand will surely cut off that person's head to comfort the souls in heaven of those who died and sacrificed in the thousands of years of confrontation between humans and star beasts.

You can betray the Federation, but you can never betray humanity. This is the bottom line of the Federation and also the bottom line of humanity.

Humans can never associate with star beasts.

Whatever the reason, the fallen must die. The bloodshed and sacrifice of mankind over thousands of years cannot be trampled upon and insulted by such people.

"It's getting late. Thank you for your assistance. Here are my personal contact information. I may need to contact you later regarding this matter." Bryant glanced at the time and said, "Of course, I will inform you in a timely manner if there is any progress."

Both of them are direct victims and have high status, so they certainly have the right to know the truth.

"Let's add a contact number as well." Luo Yanchi suddenly turned to Shi Chu and said.

"Yeah." Shi Chu nodded casually. As a creditor, adding his contact information would make it convenient for him to get things done in the future.

After the three of them exchanged contact information, Shi Chu and Luo Yanchi left.

"Then take care, both of you."

Bryant was the only one left in the room, sitting on the sofa thinking about something.

When retrieving the surveillance footage, it was discovered that all equipment in the area had malfunctioned and data could not be read.

According to their description of the waiter's appearance, the people from the Security Court checked and interrogated all the staff of Wisteria Flower. It was found that such a person did exist. Finally, the Security Court found the waiter in a room in the restaurant, but after confirmation, he was not the suspect. He was knocked unconscious and hidden in the room before the incident.

So someone replaced the waiter's identity and made a series of arrangements. According to the employees who had contact with this person, they did not notice that the other party's behavior was any different from usual.

He vaguely saw the shadows of some familiar people in this matter.

Ghost Organization.

Familiar techniques, sophisticated disguises that are indistinguishable from the real thing, there is no other company like them in the Federation, and they are definitely involved in this matter. So, who could have asked these guys who would not do anything without profit to take action?

He suddenly remembered something and quickly made a phone call.

"Communication is being connected, waiting for the other party to agree."

……

In a luxuriously decorated room,

The floors are covered with thick hand-woven carpets and the furniture in the rooms is made of the finest materials.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, and the dazzling light falls like stars, making the entire space sparkle.

There was a large sofa with a person sitting on it in a loose manner.

"You have a communication request pending, Communications: Hound."

"Connected." A lazy voice sounded.

A large holographic screen was suspended in the air, reflecting Bryant's figure. After a few seconds, a Bryant composed of holographic data appeared in the room.

"Long time no see, Mr. Morsey." Bryant walked to the other side of the sofa and sat down, saying slowly.

"Oh, dear Mr. Hound, we just met at noon today, less than three hours ago, have you forgotten it?" Morsy sat up straight with a casual smile on his face.

"A big event happened in the Federation this afternoon. I think you should know that I now suspect that the woman who was with you at the time might be one of the suspects."

"No wonder you came over all of a sudden. Well, there's no such thing as a visit without a reason. The famous hound is about to start working again. 'Lucy' is preparing love fruit for me. I'll call her up now. To be honest, I believe Lucy. She can't be the suspect."

"There is no full-scale holographic simulation equipment outside, so I'll have to trouble you to wait here for a moment."

As he said that, he stood up, straightened his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

Lucy, each of Morsey's partners was named this. It was rumored that it was the name of his former love. After she died unexpectedly in an accident, Morsey disappeared for several months. When he reappeared in the public eye, he had turned from a loyal person into a playboy.

It's not obvious on the surface, but her private life is extremely chaotic. She changes partners one after another, sometimes in a day or two, sometimes in a few months. Each partner looks different and has a different personality. The only similarity is that they are all called "Lucy".

Bryant sat on the sofa and waited. After a while, Morsi came in with a female omega.

"Lucy, this is Mr. Bryant, the federal adjudicator. Mr. Hound, this is Lucy, she is a little timid, so don't scare her." Morsi took a step to the side to let the person behind him show up.

"Hello, Mr. Arbitrator..." She stammered, avoiding the other person's gaze.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Lucy, do you remember me?"

"You are the gentleman from noon. Sorry, I was so scared by the look in your eyes that I hid myself."

"Then do you know what happened in the Federation at noon today?"

"I know. We were planning to go there for lunch from Golden Age Plaza when we heard the news. We ran into you when we were about to leave."

Bryant watched her reaction carefully and asked a few more questions.

The reactions were all normal, there was nothing wrong with her, but he did feel a strange sense of familiarity with this Miss 'Lucy' this afternoon.

Could it be that Lucy at that time was someone else in disguise? But she looked exactly the same as when they met before, and everything she said matched.

Was it really because I was too suspicious? No, I should go back and investigate their whereabouts carefully to confirm.