Chapter 1629: Self-Righteous

"Bastard, do you know who you are talking to?" Yamamoto Masao was furious. He pointed at the Detective: "I am the biochemical expert. I don't need anyone to help us. Open this up right now."

"I'm sorry, I can't," the Detective said, bowing in fear. "Mr. Chen said that if it is opened, many people will die."

"You can't open it? I'll finish you off right now," Yamamoto Masao roared. "Someone, come here."

Several special agents behind him immediately stepped forward, drew their pistols, and pressed them against the Detective's head.

The Detective felt his scalp tingle. He knew these people had extremely high clearance; they could execute someone on the spot without needing to report it, and they wouldn't even have to write a report afterward.

Moreover, Yamamoto Masao's rank was not low, and more importantly, he was not from the same faction as the Security Department. If he really insisted on being stubborn, he feared he would die without even knowing how.

"Mr. Zhengxiong, I..." The Detective was terrified; he was afraid of death.

"Either get out of the way, or I'll have someone finish you off. Choose one," Yamamoto Masao sneered. "Since when can a lowly Detective ride on my head?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The Detective cowered. He raised his hands and retreated honestly. The current situation was already beyond his capabilities.

Two special agents immediately stepped forward, holding hydraulic cutters to open the container door. Just then, the Detective finally couldn't help but speak up: "Mr. Zhengxiong, the things inside are terrifying... If you insist on opening it, you will have to bear all the responsibility."

"Are you afraid I can't bear the responsibility? Handcuff him for me," Yamamoto Masao waved his hand triumphantly.

*Click*, the Detective was handcuffed. His expression was angry, but he was helpless.

"I will take full responsibility for everything. Open it, now." Yamamoto Masao put on his protective mask and waved his hand.

*Click*, with the fall of the cutters, the container's door lock was broken. Two people opened the container, and a group of people shone their flashlights inside.

But when everyone saw the scene inside, they couldn't help but be stunned. Then, two well-trained special agents turned their heads and ran out, not even having time to take off their gas masks before they began to vomit violently.

Inside the container, there were dozens of people packed densely, or to be precise, dozens of corpses.

These corpses were highly decomposed. It was clear they had already died while drifting at sea, and with the hot weather, the bodies had almost liquefied.

Even through the protective masks, the intense stench could still penetrate their noses.

Strictly speaking, the people inside could no longer even be considered corpses; they were almost a pile of rotting flesh.

"Put on your protective masks and protective suits. You are special agents; can't you even withstand this much difficulty?" Yamamoto Masao frowned and glanced at the two men coldly.

The two special agents hurriedly bowed, stood straight, and found new protective masks to put on.

"Follow me in." Yamamoto Masao had strong mental fortitude; after all, he was the one who dealt with those disgusting things.

Several people suppressed their urge to vomit and followed Yamamoto Masao inside. As they walked, they could even feel slime under their feet.

Looking at one of the corpses that was still relatively intact, this person was kneeling on the ground, eyes rolled back, pupils already gone, and their eyes were covered with bloodshot veins like earthworms.

"Yoshi, a very typical parasitic virus, and a very terrifying one. These people must have been in great pain while dying." Yamamoto Masao still had some skill; he summarized the characteristics of the virus instantly.

"Take samples and bring them back to the laboratory. Heh, I feel like Xingzi is bluffing. These viruses are far less terrifying than we imagined. Everything is within a controllable range." Yamamoto Masao observed the characteristics, straightened his body, and looked confident.

Two assistants stepped forward to take samples, but just then, one of the corpses suddenly stood up violently, desperately grabbing an assistant and biting her protective suit.

"Ah..." The assistant screamed in terror. She was a woman and lacked strength, and was knocked directly to the ground by the corpse.

She kicked and clawed with both hands, trying to kick the corpse away, but was pinned firmly underneath by the other party.

Everyone was shocked, because in this sealed space, a place full of dead people, there shouldn't be any living people.

For a moment, these people were scared silly; not even one person stepped forward to pull them apart.

The corpse gnawed at the assistant's protective suit and finally bit fiercely into her neck. Blood flowed instantly.

"Pull him off, now, quickly! If you have to, finish him off," Yamamoto Masao roared angrily. "You bunch of trash, why are you still standing there?"

Not until Yamamoto Masao shouted did the people on the side react. They raised their guns and fired several shots. *Bang, bang. *

One of the shots hit the corpse's head squarely. Its body stiffened, it fell to the ground with a *thud*, and after twitching a few times, it stopped moving.

"Go, see what the situation is. Send the alcohol to the hospital and isolate it," Yamamoto Masao waved his hand.

"Mr. Zhengxiong, Miss Sakai... she is already dead." An assistant checked the girl who had been attacked, his expression changed, and he said in a trembling voice.

Yamamoto Masao's expression changed. He waved his hand and said: "Carry her away and cremate her. Miss Sakai has served the Emperor faithfully."

Several more men walked up. They said nothing and carried Sakai away.

"Mr. Zhengxiong, this man has been dead for at least seven days." A researcher reached a shocking conclusion while examining the attacker's condition.

"He has been dead for seven days and can still come out to hurt people?" Yamamoto Masao felt it was unbelievable: "Are you sure?"

"I'm not sure. How did he maintain such vitality?" The researcher felt it was unbelievable.

"Take samples quickly. We need to analyze these things immediately." Yamamoto Masao's expression changed; he knew this matter was not that simple.

"We haven't arrived yet, who told you to open it?" Just then, an exasperated voice came from outside. It was Chuan Naizi who had arrived with a group of people.

Chuan Naizi was truly about to explode with anger. She had given instructions repeatedly, used her aunt's warrant to mobilize a group of people, and rushed over in a hurry, but she didn't expect to be a step late. Looking at the opened lock, she almost fainted.

"Stop..." Yamamoto Masao's men walked out and blocked Chuan Naizi.

*Whoosh, whoosh*, Chuan Naizi's people immediately raised their guns. Both sides were suddenly in a state of tension.