long night fire

The "Hand of Order" member who manipulated the computer replied:

"Not sure, it depends."

He made no promises.

Wall nodded, stood up and said:

"Then I'm going to investigate another line first. The injured person also seemed to have problems."

……

In the evening, at the appointed time, the "old tune team" turned on the radio transceiver and waited for the company's instructions.

But until the end, they did not receive a telegram from "Pangaea".

"Isn't it too long?" Long Yuehong said with a frown.

Normally, the company would reply to the report or request for instructions from the "old tune team" as short as one night or as long as two or three days, but this time, the interval was too long.

This made Long Yuehong couldn't help wondering if the telegram hadn't been sent at all and was hijacked by Wu Meng or a similar strongman.

Of course, this was just a random thought on his part. The "Old Tune Group" had received the confirmation message at the time, and it was based on the code, which is not clear to outsiders. Find out the rules and crack the password.

Jiang Baimian smiled thoughtfully and said:

"It means that the response process has become longer, which means that the importance of the issue has increased."

Bai Chen seemed to understand something and asked:

"Board of Directors?"

Ah, our harvest is on the board of directors this time?Long Yuehong was suddenly a little nervous.

This is an organization that can determine the life and death of every employee of "Pangaea".

Jiang Baimian nodded with a smile:

"It seems that the company also attaches great importance to it.

"It's impossible for the board of directors to convene for us in advance, we have to wait for a while."

1 Chapter Forty

Because "Pangaea" hadn't given any further orders, the "Old Tune Team" could only choose to take a break and take a break from their busy schedule.

They read books, study modules, or pass the time with old-world entertainment until it's dark and quiet outside.

After several members of the "Old Tune Group" returned to their rooms to rest, the living room was completely empty and completely dark.

A little light from outside the window made the things here vaguely visible, highlighting groups of unclear outlines.

While the moon was moving slowly, in the empty living room, the portable cassette player on the table suddenly made a buzzing sound.

It's like someone has timed me to wake up at this moment.

In an instant, the appliance played a stored piece of content by itself:

"So, we have to remember..."

While the slightly magnetic male voice reverberated gently, the buzzing sound in the background sound suddenly became obvious.

It is like noise, overshadowing that paragraph of words, making the corresponding content extremely blurred.

"Shh...

"Shh...

"Shh..."

Amid Zizz's movement, the child's voice gradually became louder.

After a moment, everything returned to calm, and the portable tape recorder was still in place, no different from before.

Early the next morning.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao who was in a daze facing the food, and asked in doubt.

Isn't it the biggest meal in the world?

Shang Jian Yao expressed emotion:

"I dreamed about Xiao Chong.

Without waiting for Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and others to respond, he said to himself:

"That means we have to go find him today and play games with him."

"Hey, your focus is on the last half of the sentence, right?" Jiang Baimian asked angrily and amusedly.

She considered it and made a decision:

"It's okay anyway, let's go."

This is the trump card of the "Old Tune Group" in the initial city, and if there is an opportunity to build a relationship, it must not be let go.

Moreover, Xiao Chong is always a child on the outside, and has no relatives, only a few "followers" left, looking lonely and unattended.

……

Red Giant Wolf District, No. 19 Rosta Street, "Hand of Order" headquarters.

Major Dukas of the city defense army who got the phone call drove through the gate.

He didn't know why he was summoned here, but since his boss had issued an order, he could only choose to obey.

While walking, Dukas looked at the "Hand of Order" members around him, shaking his head from time to time.

"This is too thin."

"The physique is okay, but it doesn't have enough muscle."

"This muscle is dead at first glance, the exercise method is not appropriate, and only pay attention to the appearance..."

While muttering silently, Dukas bypassed the building of "Hand of Order" and came to the back garden.

He just walked through the glass-covered corridor and arrived at a corner where flowers were blooming, when the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

He is no longer in the garden, but has come to a place with many bays.

The decoration here is luxurious and the style is extravagant. It is not a low-end place at first glance.

"The aristocratic box in the highest arena?" Dukas glanced at the left and right, and made a judgment in his heart.

Looking around, he also saw a group of figures.

These figures are well-dressed and accompanied by attendants. They are all nobles with names and surnames in the original city.

They sit or stand, or communicate with each other, or look down, and there is no difference from real people.

At this moment, with Dukas' mentality, he couldn't help but suspect that the "Hand of Order" building, courtyard, and garden he saw before were illusions.

As the figures came and went, Dukas turned his attention to the three men and women in the side bay.

Two of them were aristocrats, and the remaining gray man was both a servant and a bodyguard.

At a glance, Dukas suddenly felt that the two nobles looked familiar:

The male among them has brown hair, deep eye sockets, three-dimensional outline, masculine temperament, and looks pretty good. The female belongs to the Aksenian, with blue eyes, slightly curly long hair, and rough skin.

Just when Dukas recalled where he had seen these two nobles, they communicated with each other.

"Dukas didn't come." It was the male noble who spoke first.

The female nobleman nodded:

"Kasirer didn't come either. They are officers of the city defense army, not Phokas's personal bodyguards, so it is impossible to follow them all the time."

"Why, you want to use your current appearance to wrestle with him once?"

Hearing this, Dukas frowned slightly, remembering something.

In the next second, the male nobleman looked at the arena below and said seriously:

"No, I want him to wrestle with you again.

"If he fails to recognize you, he will feel that he has lost to women twice in a row, and he will definitely be hit hard. He will no longer be superstitious about muscles, and look down on women with less exaggerated muscles."

"..." The blood vessels on Dukas' forehead throbbed uncontrollably.

His face was almost flushed, and he felt like he was about to die socially.

Suddenly, a slightly old male voice sounded in his ear:

"You should know them.

"Tell me their original identities."

……

The "Old Tune Group" took some ingredients and knocked on the door of the apartment that Xiao Chong rented again.

"You guys are here." Xiao Chong greeted happily, but he didn't move his butt, still facing the computer.

His attitude seemed to be closer than before, and it seemed that he took the "Old Tune Group" as his own.

"What are you playing?" Shang Jian Yao looked in while entering the room.

"The one from last time." Xiao Chong yelled, "Didn't you say that you would bring your own computer and play online with me?"

"I can't wait." Shang Jianyao took off his tactical backpack with a smile.

Xiao Chong thought for a while and said:

"Then let me play here first."

Seeing this, Jiang Baimian greeted Long Yuehong and Bai Chen and asked them to prepare lunch for him.

Gnawa had nothing to do, so he leaned in front of Xiao Chong's computer and began to observe.

After a few minutes, he expressed his opinion:

"There is a problem with the intelligence of this game. Several choices are not the best, and there may be flaws in the algorithm...

"You are wrong, there will be problems..."

When Long Yuehong at the edge of the kitchen heard this sentence, her heart skipped a beat:

Old Ge, you are wrong!Aren't you laughing at Xiao Chong who is so addicted to food that even artificial mentally retarded people can play with him back and forth?

Be careful he is angry!

After listening to Gnawa's words, Xiao Chong didn't care about responding, thinking about changing the arrangement.

After a while, he cheered:

"Finally won!"

He quickly turned his head and looked at Gnava:

"You are amazing! You will teach me more later."

"You are cheating!" Shang Jianyao protested, "How can you use real artificial intelligence to assist you in playing games?"

While chatting and laughing, when it was noon, Shang Jianyao and Xiao Chong reluctantly left the computer and sat down at the dining table.

"Where's An Mian Cat?" Shang Jian Yao looked around and asked.

Xiao Chong picked up the chopsticks and replied casually:

"Going to the north bank of the Red River, look for my horse, and take a walk by the way."

Having said that, he seems to have finally remembered something:

"By the way, if you record Wu Meng's voice, you have to pay attention."

"Why?" Long Yuehong suddenly became vigilant.

Xiao Chong swallowed his saliva and said:

"Use electronic products to store the power he left behind. If he detects it, he can sense where it is, and can control it to a certain extent, regardless of distance."

This... Jiang Baimian set his sights on Shang Jianyao.

Shang Jianyao picked up the tactical backpack and took out the portable tape recorder.

"We exist here, is it okay?" Long Yuehong asked before Shang Jianyao.