Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 411 - 245: The Exaggeratedly Powerful Old Deng, The Truth About the Doomsday Sect (Combined Two-in-One, Extra) _2

Chapter 411: Chapter 245: The Exaggeratedly Powerful Old Deng, The Truth About the Doomsday Sect (Combined Two-in-One, Extra) _2

This scene left Brian dumbfounded.

What the hell? That’s possible?

...

When it comes to showing off, Dean, old man, taught young Brian a profound lesson.

Dean was enjoying the expression on Brian’s face at the moment.

This bastard had been pissing him off since their last encounter.

If he wasn’t worried about Susan turning against him, he would have scattered this pretty boy’s ashes long ago.

Ah, it’s hard to keep a grown woman...

With mixed feelings,

Dean finished his handmade cigarette in one breath and, with utter disregard for public decency, flicked away the butt before squinting and feeling the drag for three or four seconds; then he exhaled a long smoke dragon.

Brian noticed that after smoking that handmade cigarette, some of Dean’s leaking aura was no longer as sharp as before.

He tentatively asked, "Those cigarettes seem to be special, don’t they?"

Dean nodded,

"These are the Doomsday Sect’s special hallucinogenic cigarettes, usually used to slow down the emotional outbursts of those high-ranking Mutants in the sect.

These things pack a punch.

Whenever I’m conflicted about whether to kill someone or not, I’ll have one.

Can’t help it, I’m getting on in years.

Besides when I can’t reason with someone, and I have to resolve it with my fists, I’m pretty reasonable at other times."

Listening to the other party’s shameless remarks, Brian smartly shut his mouth.

Wasn’t this a threat not to try reasoning with him!

This old man felt even more shameless than himself.

If he wasn’t born a cross-world traveler, he would have doubted if he was an illegitimate seed Dean sowed in his youth.

Their rascal stances had some similarities, but Dean’s was seasoned with more trials and tribulations and was much more direct.

Probably for that reason, Susan was so easily won over by Brian.

Seeing Brian was now silent,

Dean thought for a moment, then said softly, "What Benjamin said must be true. Major organizations around the world have been researching the deep sea Blood Moon clan, but they’re very cunning, hiding in the deep sea, their home turf, so over all these years, we’ve understood very little about them."

"And what about Benjamin’s limb transplants?"

Brian knew this was an opportunity to learn secrets and quickly asked.

Dean shook his head,

"They must have all tried, at least the NW organization has.

All failed.

The genes of Deep Sea Divers are very special, with strong self-awareness, especially those maternal Big Octopuses.

Every part of them has an independent consciousness, true independence, and once transplanted, the end result is assimilation.

Actually, this is also one of the octopuses’ tricks; they actively control some marine creatures for assimilation to form a clan, restricting human maritime activities.

Now, the only puzzle is Benjamin.

We’ve searched all the areas he operated in, but we have no idea how he managed to retain his consciousness for so long after transplantation.

He definitely hid some secrets!"

At this, Brian’s mind stirred.

He remembered something he hadn’t mentioned:

Before his death, Benjamin said he had a secret; the reason he selected that particular research institute was because it was developing a special weapon against the Deep Sea Divers.

From the way Benjamin spoke, he was very confident in that weapon, even referring to it as a Biological Nuclear Weapon, claiming that with such power, he could overturn the power of human technology and become the leader of the era.

Such a statement was both arrogant and confident.

Perhaps this was the reason for Benjamin’s outrageous obsession.

Could the fact that he could resist the erosion of the transplanted organs be due to that weapon?

After thinking for a while,

Brian didn’t tell Dean about it.

He was also an ambitious man.

This secret might not be useful to him, but if it were useful to the NW organization, allowing them to artificially cultivate powerful Beastification People, it might become a competitor in the future.

Why bother.

After all, he was human.

Him having this secret was nearly equivalent to humanity having it.

It was better to keep control of the Biological Nuclear Weapons in his own hands.

...

Dean wasn’t someone who liked to think.

He considered for less than a few seconds before shaking his head, "Forget it, let it be what it is. In the face of modern technology, even if those octopuses have a civilization, they’re no match for us."

Saying this,

He looked at Brian:

"I took on this NW mission voluntarily because I didn’t want the NW people to make things difficult for you, otherwise you wouldn’t be standing outside talking about it now.

As Susan’s father, I want to learn more.

So, what was your situation tonight?"

This was very face-saving for Brian.

The subtext was that he took on the mission out of respect for Susan, looking after him, as if to tell everyone he was protecting him, so he’d better be sensible and speak up, without hiding anything.

Brian:...

What could he do when his father-in-law said as much?

With no choice, Brian could only reveal what he had done in Florida for the NW organization and his accidental discovery of the Doomsday Sect’s human experiments.

As for his action tonight, it was simple.

A robed man pleaded with him to kill the person who had delivered him before he died.

After investigating and finding the man didn’t lie to him, and in order for justice to prevail, he became the Bloodthirsty Autopsy Officer and slaughtered those beasts.

In telling the story, he naturally painted himself in a noble and brilliant light.

The truth was indeed so.

Dean listened and sneered with disdain, "You do have a sense of justice. Those cases you’ve handled before, those death cases, seem to be your handiwork."