The time was three hours after Kuro and the others left.

Downtown of Dororo.

The police and the army have surrounded the site of the incident, pulled up a circle of isolation belts, and several ambulances parked beside them, and sent the wounded to a nearby hospital one by one.

Outside the isolation belt, a group of reporters with a sensitive sense of smell arrived here from all directions in just a few hours.

Under the obstruction of the army, holding the camera high and trying his best to try to capture the things inside.

"Major, what's going on inside?"

"According to the surviving eyewitnesses, it seems that it was a biochemical weapon released by a terrorist organization. Is it because they mastered the biochemical technology we don't know?"

"I heard that two mysterious magicians appeared and summoned a storm in an instant. Is this true?"

"Does the military have any comments on this?"

"How many casualties are there?"

The soldier who just got off the helicopter and invited Kuro and Yuko was standing next to the isolation belt, facing a group of reporters who were like wolves and tigers.

This group of reporters who regard news as life asked various questions in a verbal way, squeezing one by one, hoping to stuff the microphone into the soldiers' mouths.

"Come one by one, I will give you an answer, otherwise no one will ask!"

The soldier said with a dark face.

Although he has thick eyebrows and big eyes and looks like a tough guy, he is particularly old-fashioned.

After tying for half an hour, Yangyang said a lot of irrelevant things.

But the real dry goods can be summarized in four words... gas explosion.

If it really is a gas explosion, do you need to use the army?

A group of reporters complained in their hearts and were frantically complaining, and they were eager to learn what happened in the isolation belt like a cat scratching, but unfortunately, the person in front of them obviously would not tell them the truth.

The body of the flame dog was moved to an ambulance parked in the isolation area, and a group of white coats were surrounding the body to study something.

After dealing with these reporters, the soldiers slowly entered the ambulance.

"How is it? Toluf." The soldier said to a middle-aged man in white clothes standing in front of the corpse.

Toruv, the best university in Britania, professor of biology at Lampelushu School, has more than ten years of experience in genetic research and is a good friend of the soldiers.

This is also the reason why he was here so soon.

When Toluf heard the sound, he turned his head and raised his glasses on his nose.

"There is no similar gene comparison. Even if it looks like a canine, it does not have a canine gene. It seems that it does not belong to the life in this world. If it is really genetic technology, it is equivalent to creating life from scratch. IMHO, Mark, no matter which organization can master this technology."

Yes, the soldier's name is Mark, the leader of the Britannia "Light Cavalry" Special Service Team, and the rank of major, specializing in dealing with the increasing number of terrorist attacks recently.

After a pause, Toluf said again.

"I prefer to genetic modification to believe that this thing is an extraterrestrial organism."

Mark's face was serious and hesitated for a moment. He took out a printed photo from his arms and handed it to Toluff.

"This is a photo taken by witnesses from nearby residential buildings. The negatives have been destroyed. This is the only file."

Toluf took the photo in confusion. It was a shooting angle from top to bottom. It seemed that the photographer was a little nervous and the picture was very blurred.

But you can still see a huge hunting dog wrapped in flames in the photo.

"Is this thing burned to death?" Toluf said subconsciously.

Then he turned his head in confusion and looked at the body of the hound.

"But there is no trace of burns on it. The real fatal injury is divided into two by a sharp blade. But thinking about it, it seems that it really emits a certain burning smell. Could it be that its skin can withstand flame burning?"

"Just the opposite." Mark's face became more and more serious.

"According to witnesses, the monster was burning from the beginning, and that was its own power, and the fire nearby was caused by it."

Toluff's pupils narrowed, "This is impossible! How could cellular life contain physical energy?"

Mark's eyes were deep, "Toruf, do you believe in magic?"

Toluf didn't react and asked back: "What?"

Mark was silent for a moment before saying.

"nothing."

This matter is now listed as a first-level secret by his superiors. Even they themselves saw this scene in some sporadic videos. They did not understand the situation and could not be announced to the public for the time being.

Toluf, who just gave the photo to him, was actually considered a transcendence.

Mark looked at the watch on his wrist and said to Toluf.

"It's time to Toruv, and the body must be transported back to District 11 for storage."

Toluf nodded, reluctant to look at the monster.

"What a pity, if it really has the ability to release flames as you said, if it can crack its mystery, humans can at least produce qualitative evolution!"

"It's just a different place to store it. They will definitely invite you to study the biological gene level powers of your level," said Mark.

But Toluf scoffed at this and gave him a blank look.

"I'm not so artificial. You have captured so many alien creatures in District 11. When did you ask me to study them? I asked me to say that you are all sinners of human beings! Hiding all the good things will hinder the development of human civilization!"

Actually, it wasn't. It was the first time we saw such a thing. Mark thought to himself, and wanted to explain it to him like this.

Zone 11 was originally the secret base for the Britannian Empire to study aircraft, namely fighter jets and drones.

However, because the term aircraft has a wide range, it was spread to the UFO research base, which is an alien research base.

And it developed into the Britannians who captured an alien spacecraft and were detained in District 11 to study. It was a serious matter. If Mark hadn't taken office in District 11, he would have almost believed it.

Because of this rumor over the years, people who have been brave enough to break into Zone 11 to find out whether there are really aliens inside, but no one can get in.

The defense is so tight that there must be ulterior motives. According to this logic, the credibility of this rumor is getting higher and higher.

However...even if there are no alien spacecraft, no matter which country, military bases of this level cannot be allowed to enter ordinary people!!

In fact, this is also a bit of a surprise that no one in the upper class of Britania came out to refute the rumors.

They think that such rumors can be mixed with scattered audio and make others really think that they have some unknown core technology.

That is... a shot.

In addition to not refuting the rumors, he also specifically instructed the insider not to tell them and to list this as a military secret.

Even so, only a small number of people believed it, and most of them only played it as a meme.
Chapter completed!