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Chapter 1195: The Responsibilities of Bureau 749

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The Responsibilities of Bureau 749

That staff member also hadn't expected that Sun Bumian, who had always been cynical and loved to throw little temper tantrums, would actually be truly serious this time. He watched helplessly as Sun Bumian walked into the depths of the stone corridor, for a moment incredibly anxious.

Sun Bumian, however, didn't care about this, just forcing his way through the corridors like this. His peripheral vision swept over the rooms on both sides one by one. Most of them were narrow small rooms laid with white bedsheets and quilt covers, and some baffling empty rooms. His brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

As he moved forward, the conversing sounds of the guests became increasingly clear. Right at this moment, several figures suddenly ran out from the secret passage at the side!

"Mr. Sun, you must not act recklessly..."

Sun Bumian didn't say a second word, directly stepping out and bumping all those staff members over, then grabbing one of their collars with one hand.

"Where is Sun Zhongliang?"

"Mr. Sun, there might be some misunderstanding between us..."

"If you don't tell me where Sun Zhongliang is, believe it or not I'll demolish this broken place?!"

"Mr. Sun."

A voice came from the depths of the secret passage.

Hearing this voice, Sun Bumian slowly turned his head, only to see Sun Zhongliang currently leading a few people, not knowing when he had already arrived at the entrance of the secret passage, looking over here with complexity...

Sun Bumian let go of that person's collar, allowing him to fall to the ground, then walked toward Sun Zhongliang step by step.

"Sun Zhongliang..."

Sun Bumian spoke coldly. The temples on both sides were still burning with seven-colored flames. Although wearing small Round Sunglasses, his whole person was like a terrifying male lion baring its fangs, approaching its own prey.

"What exactly are you guys doing??"

Under Sun Bumian's oppressive feeling, the staff members and military personnel around Sun Zhongliang immediately wanted to protect Sun Zhongliang behind them, but were stopped by the latter raising his hand.

"Mr. Sun, we are only doing the matters that Bureau 749 ought to do."

Sun Zhongliang was an Ordinary Person, but facing Sun Bumian's Seventh Order oppressive feeling, he still straightened his spine and answered calmly.

"The matters that Bureau 749 ought to do? Are you saying, kidnapping the Nuo Opera inheritor?"

Sun Bumian stopped his footsteps in front of Sun Zhongliang, pulling down the small Round Sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. Those pupils nested with colored rings stared at Sun Zhongliang close at hand. "Where is Shen Nan? What have you done to him?"

"He is just resting here. If you want to see him, I can take you to find him."

Sun Bumian raised an eyebrow.

"Lead the way."

Sun Zhongliang didn't shirk in the slightest, directly waving his hand to signal the surrounding staff members to clear a path, and turned to walk toward the depths of the secret passage.

Sun Bumian looked at Sun Zhongliang's departing back figure, not knowing what he was thinking about. After hesitating for a moment, he still stepped forward to follow behind.

The crowd passed through one intricate and complex stone corridor after another, ultimately arriving at a certain spacious underground space.

This space was about the size of a basketball court. There were four or five staff members busily shuttling through it. Right in the center of the space, densely packed closed-circuit televisions were piled up into a tower. In the different screens, images of different corridors and rooms were currently playing.

At this time, there were about four closed-circuit televisions all playing a certain underground space resembling a conference room. Old desks and chairs one after another were arranged in an arc contour. The hanging incandescent lights illuminated the entire conference room as bright as day. At this time, numerous guests were currently gathered together with faces full of doubt, intensely discussing something. Chancellor Han, Xiao Chunping, Yao Qing and the others were also among them.

Sun Bumian's gaze swept across the televisions, subsequently being attracted to the side by Sun Zhongliang's figure. Only to see Sun Zhongliang stop his footsteps at a room in the corner of the space.

Knock knock knock——

He first raised his hand to gently knock on the door, then pushed the door to enter.

Behind the door was a dim room about ten square meters in size, set with a small single bed. Clean white bedding had already been laid on the bed. A dish of three vegetables and one soup was also placed on the nightstand, only it looked like not a single bite had been moved...

Beside the single bed, a figure with his head lowered down heard the movement and slowly raised his eyes.

"...Sun Bumian?"

Seeing the person coming, Shen Nan's gray and dim eyes lit up slightly.

Seeing the scene here, Sun Bumian's complexion was incredibly gloomy. He backhandedly grabbed Sun Zhongliang's collar beside him. A flash of seven-colored flame passed, and he pressed him against the wall like lightning!

"And you still say it's not a kidnapping?" Sun Bumian spoke coldly.

"I watched with my own eyes as Bureau 749 was established bit by bit from nothing. Although the successive Directors were none of them kind characters, at least they couldn't do such a thing as kidnapping intangible cultural heritage inheritors... You, Sun Zhongliang, have actually opened my eyes.

It seems that today I must properly clean up the sect on behalf of your grandfather."

His speed was too fast, so fast that the other staff members and military figures couldn't react. Just as the crowd immediately wanted to take some action, Sun Zhongliang, who was choked in mid-air, yet again raised his hand to stop them!

"Speak! What exactly is your purpose in specifically setting the conference in Wushan and luring all the inheritors to this underground? And what is the matter with the Death Calamity in Wushan Town?!" Cold gleams flickered in Sun Bumian's eyes.

"Wait!!"

Out of everyone's expectations, Shen Nan suddenly stood up, grabbing Sun Bumian's arm with one hand, as if afraid he would directly instantly kill Sun Zhongliang in the next moment.

Sun Bumian turned his head to look at him, a touch of confusion flashing between his brows.

"The situation is not quite the same as what we anticipated..."

Shen Nan opened his mouth, seemingly just about to say something, when Sun Zhongliang suddenly spoke, "I admit I indeed placed Shen Nan under house arrest, but that was to avoid the news leaking out in advance and causing unnecessary trouble... I, Sun Zhongliang, can guarantee with my life that Bureau 749 has not done anything to harm the various inheritors. We are only fulfilling our own responsibilities."

"Bureau 749's responsibilities?"

"To gather, protect, and pass on all the Divine Path Possessors condensed from culture."

Sun Bumian watched Bureau 749 rise up, so naturally he knew the original intention of its establishment initially. But the color of doubt in his eyes became increasingly dense. "What does this have to do with this underground project?"

"Wushan's 7012 Underground Project is one of the highest-level Shelters left over from the last century. It is sufficient to isolate the lethality of all levels of thermal weapons, and possesses the highest-level toxic gas and biological adhesive filtration systems and ventilation systems. Protecting all inheritors here is the safest..."

"Safe?" Sun Bumian keenly caught the keyword. "What do you mean? What exactly do you guys know?"

"Mr. Sun... a critical juncture concerning the survival of everyone is about to come."

A touch of bitterness surfaced on Sun Zhongliang's face. "Under the surging waves of global turmoil, you, me, and everyone in that conference room are nothing but tiny grains of sand... Sand cannot decide its own destiny. Only by hiding in the deepest part of the rock can it avoid the turmoil brought by the impact of the torrential current."

Sun Bumian was stunned in place.

In the next moment,

An ear-piercing air raid siren, accompanied by flashing red lights, suddenly echoed within the entire underground project!

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