Alien Hotel

Li Lin was awakened by a loud cell phone ringing in the depths of his sleep, and along with the ringing, there suddenly appeared a spiritual warning from his heart.

As a well-trained Secret Service agent, he realized what was happening almost instantly, and woke up with a start. He jumped from the bed of the temporary rental house to the ground like a catapult, and then rushed to the window next to him facing the street while grabbing the cell phone on the bedside table.

"I'm Li Lin," he said quickly after answering the phone, and at the same time sat in front of the window, pointing a device with a complex lens group to the street below, "What happened?"

Song Cheng's voice came from the receiver immediately, sounding extremely serious: "Did you observe anything over there?"

While paying attention to the light and shadow reflected in the lens device, Li Lin distractedly glanced at the laptop computer next to him that was automatically monitoring data. He quickly pulled the monitoring log and quickly said: "The monitoring data is normal, only a small-scale energy fluctuation at one o'clock in the morning-it is a very normal periodic "surge" at the junction..."

"...Xu Jiali has already Leave early, he should be at your side soon," Song Cheng said in a deep voice, "You keep monitoring the block, but even if you observe something, don't go out casually, just report it as soon as possible - remember, don't leave the base alone before Xu Jiali arrives!"

"Ah? Oh, okay, got it!" Li Lin was stunned for a moment, and quickly agreed, and then couldn't help asking, "What's going on?"

"...Unexplained large-scale space-time dislocation and reset are happening at the junction, every five to ten minutes."

Song Cheng ignored Li Lin's exclamation, and after hanging up the phone, he took a deep breath and looked up at the huge screen at the end of the command hall.

The screen shows a flat map of the entire "Boundary City", and outside the map, there is a three-dimensional structure constructed by countless curves and identifiers, as well as a large amount of monitoring data and remote monitoring signals that are being refreshed frantically.

The huge command hall was brightly lit. Secret Service employees in black uniforms stared at the screens in front of various terminals. From time to time, people entered and exited the hall from the small door on the side, conveying the situation of other departments or bringing more bad news.

"There have been several small space-time dislocation phenomena in the past two days, but the scale is not so large, and it has not occurred so intensively," a female Secret Service employee in a black professional skirt whispered behind Song Cheng, "The space-time structure of the border is special, and this kind of thing has happened before, so the alarm level reported at that time was not high..."

"Now it seems that this is a test before some large-scale action," another person's voice came from the side, "Now 'they' have officially started... Fuck, we were careless."

Just then, another report came from a terminal somewhere, interrupting the conversation behind Song Cheng: "The formation of a rift has been detected! Pointing to Chavin-12b, the exact location cannot be confirmed... Try to trace the source!"

Song Cheng frowned, said nothing, but silently counted the numbers in his heart.

Ten seconds later, he heard the follow-up report-

"The rift is closed! Tracing the source failed! The space-time structure is restored!"

Such reports have been repeated many times in this hall-every few minutes.

The interval is not very stable, but it is basically within ten minutes. The duration of each time is not so accurate, but it will not exceed thirty seconds. It seems artificial, but...what is the meaning of doing this? And more importantly...who can do such an outrageous thing? !

"The rift is detected! Pointing to Bailong-4c, the exact position cannot be confirmed, try to trace the source..."

"The rift is closed! Tracing the source failed..."

Song Cheng's brows are getting tighter and tighter, and at this moment, a slight buzzing sound suddenly interrupted his thinking. The next second, a screen next to him lit up.

A woman who looks less than thirty years old, with a dignified appearance but a cold temperament, appeared on the screen.

She was wearing a white suit, her gray-white long hair was tied into a loose single ponytail behind her head, and her eyes were gray-white, which was different from ordinary people. The pupil color was very light, and the whole person gave people a feeling of...as if lacking color.

The moment he saw this woman, Song Cheng's back straightened visibly, and a slightly stiff smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Director," Song Cheng greeted, "We are still tracking..."

"What's the situation now?" The gray-haired and gray-eyed woman called the director interrupted Song Cheng, her voice cold and calm.

"The cracks are still being generated and disappearing, and the source is still unknown, but it is basically certain that the phenomenon is harmless to the border itself - the space-time structure has not been destroyed."

"Not destroyed?"

"Yes, although those cracks are temporarily classified as 'space-time dislocation', they are only similar in surface properties. It is hard to say what that thing is exactly," Song Cheng said with a wry smile, "Every time it is generated, it does not really tear the space-time apart, but..."

He held it in for a long time, and finally recalled the description given by the technical expert just now, and then continued: "It feels like that is the original structure of space-time - the moment the crack is generated, it seems that there has been such a stable channel leading to the distance at the border from the beginning, and when the crack disappears, it seems that it has never appeared, there is no impact, no catastrophic collapse, and even no reports of damage have been received so far."

The gray-haired woman listened quietly and didn't speak for a long time.

Song Cheng didn't say anything, just waited patiently.

"Has there been any change in the 'special location' that you sent people to monitor before?"

"No, that place is now the most 'peaceful' place in the entire Boundary City. It's as calm as a black hole." Song Cheng sighed, "This is the most abnormal thing. Now everyone knows that there must be problems over there, but the biggest problem over there is The problem is that I can't see any problems - I have sent the best deep divers from the second team there, and also arranged two additional monitoring teams to approach the street from other directions..."

"What do you think the purpose of those who do these things is?" the gray-haired woman suddenly asked.

"...It's hard to say," Song Cheng thought for a moment and spoke cautiously, "At first I thought it was some kind of attack, but now it seems that he is just opening and closing cracks one after another. It's almost been a night. No one even bothered me..."

"Could it be some new 'dark angel' phenomenon?"

"Probably not. When the Dark Angels appear, they are bound to be accompanied by large-scale out-of-control foreign lands and large-scale damage in this world. There is nothing so 'harmless'." Song Cheng immediately shook his head, "And I haven't received any reports about that gang recently. Report from the angel believers, if a new dark angel really appears, the cultists will not be so quiet."

"It's okay if he's not an angel of darkness."

"Yeah, as long as it's not the Dark Angel," Song Cheng sighed, "But then again, if this is man-made, then... what kind of man does it have to be? What is he trying to do to make such a big move? What are you doing..."

The second half of his sentence was entirely to himself. The gray-haired woman on the other side of the screen broke the silence after thinking for a few seconds——

"This world is very big, and there are still too many ethnic groups and ancient individuals that we have not yet come into contact with," she said softly, her face still very young, but her words inadvertently revealed some vicissitudes, "And our universe He's very young, and many of the 'theorems' and 'laws' haven't even been created yet... Learn to adapt, Xiao Song, our work has never been about dealing with the 'known'."

"……I see."

The gray-haired woman nodded, and then as if she felt something, she suddenly raised her head and looked in a certain direction - those pale, almost colorless eyes froze for a moment, and then she broke the silence softly: "Calm down."

Song Cheng raised his head and looked towards the hall.

There are no new reports of rift formation coming in.

…

A knock at a specific frequency sounded. Li Lin stood at the door and used his spiritual intuition to confirm the smell outside the door. Then he took half a step to the side and opened the door.

A strong man nearly two meters tall squeezed through the door of the rental house with his head lowered, dragging behind him a huge black box that seemed to fit his height and physique.

"Your place is really crowded," the strong man looked back at Li Lin, who was standing next to the door. "It's more crowded than the landing cabin I sat in the day before yesterday."

Li Lin rolled his eyes: "That's roomier than your shabby car - you can drive it from the station, so don't complain about me."

The strong man heyed twice, pushed his heavy box to the wall and sat on the sofa in the living room, minding his own business, and suddenly let out a long sigh of enjoyment.

"Okay, after all, it is a place where people should stay - this sofa is much more comfortable than the hard stones and scalding sand of Aimine-IX."

Li Lin looked at the strong man in front of him with a bit of toothache.

The best and most senior deep diver of the Second Operations Group of the Secret Service—Mr. Xu Jiali.

He was not used to dealing with this tough guy.

The main reason for not adapting was that Li Lin saw the name "Xu Jiali" on the roster on the first day he joined the team and went around asking people about him. Then a strong man who was 1.98 meters tall came over during the orientation meeting. He patted Li Lin on the shoulder and introduced himself as Xu Jiali - that self-introduction was deafening at the time, and even now Li Lin still trembles when he sees the other person.

But Mr. Xu Jiali himself was unaware of this. He had lived with this name for thirty years and had long been used to it...

There is a saying that goes like this - the Second Brigade of the Secret Service is a place where dragons and tigers are hidden...