imperfections

The "Queen of the Night" in the garden is overblown, and under the thin light, the color is thick and thick, as if there is blood.

The hanging robot gardeners are automatically adjusting the soil moisture. When the water content is detected to be insufficient, the soft irrigation spray guns will follow up, and the faint piano music will sound around. This corner of the garden is unbelievably quiet and beautiful.

Suddenly, the irrigation gun got stuck in the air, and the piano music stopped at some point.

A black shadow flashed past. It was about the size of a palm, disc-shaped, and as thin as a blade. It was so fast that it could hardly be caught by the naked eye. "After beheading, a frightening aroma burst out, and the juice of the flower really looked like blood.

The security system in Marshal Woolf's mansion is just like the "enchantment" described in fantasy novels. From the airspace to the underground space, as long as there is an unauthorized object intruding, the control center will respond within one-tenth of a second. Response——In addition to the patrolling guards, there are three layers of security here. The first layer is the peripheral laser guns and micro-cannon barrels, which can be aimed at and attacked from a long distance. The second layer is the machine guards who can respond quickly. The deformable material of the mecha core, which is connected to the security system, can reach any place on the Marshal's Mansion in an instant, pass through the floor or the flowers, and directly remove the intruders.

Three security systems made this mansion as impenetrable as the Silver Fortress, making assassination almost impossible.

But at this time, the UFO directly ran over the old marshal's most precious flower field, but An Bao seemed to be dead.

With a soft sound, the "disc" passing through the flower field was attached to an open glass window, facing the room of the flower field, which was the bedroom of Marshal Woolf.

Woolf was too old and deaf, and in a deep sleep, he didn't seem to notice it at all.

After the "disc" was attached to the glass, it also became transparent, and quickly merged with the window, and rows of small characters flashed on it——

"Scanning genes..."

"confirm."

"Scan signs, whether they match their case records."

"Complete, the target signs match the case records at a rate of 98%, highly consistent, confirm the target."

"The target blood concentration of 'Queen of the Night' is 56mg/100mL..."

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen "discs" flew over from all directions, merged into windows, doors, and even passed through walls. Invisible infrared rays emitted from the middle of the discs, all pointing at the person on the bed— —If anyone glanced through the infrared detector at this time, they could see that Woolf was entangled in a complicated web, and he was trapped in the middle like a prey that could not break free.

The bedroom door opened automatically, and a strange man walked in slowly and came straight to Woolf's bedside.

Woolf was finally startled by the footsteps and woke up. His pupils seemed to be out of focus, his cloudy eyes looked very dazed, and the soul in his body seemed to have been sucked away by something, leaving only a walking dead .

"Marshal Woolf." The uninvited guest nodded politely at him, "Visit late at night, excuse me, it is not difficult to kill you, as long as these cute miniature flying saucer killers can be done, but my master thinks It's such a pity, she thinks you shouldn't die at the hands of an unknown person, and she still wants to talk to you."

Woolf's eyes were a little clearer, but facing the stranger sneaking in late at night, he didn't call for help, nor did he show any other signs of panic. He didn't know whether he was really calm or just stupid.

The man cleared his throat and spoke again, but it turned into a soft female voice: "Grandpa Woolf, I'm Jingshu."

Woolf's eyes twitched slightly.

This uninvited guest is a five-generation opium carrier, and in the Freedom Legion, he is almost at the top of the food chain.He personally carried out the assassination mission that robots can do, and the assassin gave Woolf a very high courtesy.

But the top layer is also a chip man, and any part of the body can be requisitioned by their master at any time.Lin Jingshu is using this body to talk to Woolf at this time.

"Father once hung a photo in the study. It was a group photo of my grandfather, you and Dr. Harden. Later, the photo disappeared. I think it should be taken by you. But the photo is a dead thing after all, why? Can it be compared to the real people around you?" Lin Jingshu's voice came from the mouth of the tall and burly man, which seemed very strange, "So I have used the 'Queen of the Night' to send them back to the world for more than half a year. By your side, do you like my gift?"

Woolf's gaze moved, and he slowly looked towards the corner of the bed and out of the window. His brain waves were clearly scanned on the "discs" that revolved around him in all directions.

At this time, the world in Woolf's eyes, hallucinations and reality are overlapping. He saw Lingle leaning on the corner of the bed, sharing half of his blanket, and the open book in the personal terminal forgot to close, still floating. On his knees, the man was sleeping peacefully. Outside the window, Harden was sitting in front of the garden with his knees crossed, looking up at the clear night sky—they were all still young, and so was he.

Was there a good time for the revolutionaries when they were in the Fortress of Angeles City?They must be on guard against the enemy's pervasive artificial intelligence at any time, ready to fight, covered with blood and fire, and want to earn a future for the world.Woolf couldn't remember how many times they were almost wiped out, watched a large number of seniors die, and fled in a hurry, and couldn't remember how many times he felt that he might die there...

But thinking about it now, the happiest days of his life were actually in those precarious times.

At that time, friends were true friends, and feelings were true feelings. He could see the sunrise in his eyes, and he had sustenance in his heart.

"It seems that you like it, so I'm relieved." Lin Jingshu said happily, "Then goodbye, I wish you a good night's sleep, and rest assured to leave the future to me."

After she finished speaking, the uninvited guest who carried the "fifth generation" chip returned to normal body language, put on gloves methodically, and poked a needle into Woolf's neck: "I don't feel Do you have anything else to say about the pain?"

Woolf really had no pain. The new hallucinogen Queen of the Night paralyzed his skin, and the pain from the needle was negligible. He was lying motionless on the execution table like an old lunatic who had been deeply poisoned, with the corners of his eyes stretched and curved. Got up, didn't speak, just played a broken little tune--

That ditty was too old, probably it was some remote folk song in the old ephemeris era, no one could hear what he was playing.

The wind swept the floral fragrance of Queen of the Night into the room, enveloping Wulf.

...the whistling stopped.

Marshal Hubert Woolf, died in the middle of a night when the queen of nights was blooming.

Died of betrayal and conspiracy.

There is no last word, which seems to indicate that his body is dead, but he has not left the scene——

Lin Jingheng and their starship had just passed the border inspection at the supply station. He was adding ice to the wine. At this moment, the starship trembled violently. The high-energy particle stream hit the starship's protective cover, and the glass slipped away Caught by Zhanlu's mechanical hand, the ice cube fell to the ground, and he felt a sudden in his heart: "What?"

"Martial law is enforced." Li Fulan and Lu Bixing came down from above.

Li Fulan said quickly: "I suddenly received a notice that the starships behind are no longer allowed to enter, and those who have already entered are required to land at the supply station immediately. Everyone, get ready, we will dock in orbit immediately."

"At least it wasn't blocked outside," Bayer said. "The supply station in the first galaxy has a very good environment, and it doesn't matter if you stay for a few more days..."

He thought it was beautiful.

Before Bayer finished speaking, the starship that was about to dock into the orbit suddenly accelerated suddenly and rushed upwards. The acceleration obviously exceeded the limit of an unarmed starship. The imitation gravity system failed briefly, and Lu Bixing grabbed it and slid out. wheelchair.

As soon as Lin Jingheng raised her hand and grabbed Zhanlu's mechanical hand, she temporarily forgot that she was a "sick and disabled person": "Give me the driver's authority."

The pilot is a veteran of Baiyinyi. Without a word, he gave up the piloting right of the starship. The handover between the two was completed in the blink of an eye. The ship adjusted to the orbit of the supply station, and easily passed a high-energy particle cannon.

"Why are there still people firing at unarmed starships?"

"I missed it," Lin Jingheng said, "There is an armed weapon outside the supply station, and the designation should belong to..."

"The Central Army of the Third Galaxy." Li Fulan continued, Bai Yinyi had already collected the information very efficiently, "The commander of the Central Army of the Third Galaxy was handed down by the commander in person. Galaxies, the wave of high-energy particle cannon just now should be a demonstration."

"Nonsense." Lin Jingheng frowned, and sent a signal to other frightened civilian starships around, signaling them to follow him, and slowly descended along the track of the supply station.

The atmosphere of the entire border supply station was tense as if it was about to explode. A row of military mechas was ready to go, and guards who were ready to fight were standing next to them. All the service robots in the starship transceiver station had become security robots. The obstacle course was not opened, and the steep elevator was hundreds of meters long, with no end in sight.

Lin Jingheng glanced at Li Fulan coolly: "You put me in a wheelchair."

Li Fulan didn't dare to argue that it was the commander-in-chief's blackmail, so he lowered his head.

Lin Jingheng raised her hand impatiently: "Zhanlu, contact the communication center of the supply station and let them..."

Before he finished speaking, his feet suddenly became empty. In the shock of Bayer and Li Fulan's imminent ascension, Lu Bixing directly carried him out of the wheelchair.

Lin Jingheng almost choked in her throat.

"We came all the way to the first galaxy to 'cure', not to blow up Votto," Lu Bixing whispered in his ear with a smirk, "Mr. 'Patient', there is an inspection ahead, control your The expression and the hand trying to strangle me?"

Lin Jingheng: "..."

"Relax, close your eyes, and lean on my shoulder." Lu Bixing made an inch of it, "Oh, I quickly retracted my hand, and the veins jumped out. How can a weak patient who has been bedridden for more than ten years have such a temper-Dr. Harden didn't mean you Is he a professional liar, what about his business quality?"

Bayer elbowed Li Fulan once: "Brother Li, will I receive an order to assassinate the chief?"

Li Fulan pretended to be deaf and dumb, feeling that Bai Yinyi's future was bleak, so he followed without regard for injustice, with a serious face comparable to Zhanlu.

The guards at the supply station scanned the IDs on the personal terminals of several people, and their eyes stopped on Lin Jingheng. They took out a section of Lin Jingheng's hair, which covered most of his face in a mess, revealing only a pale chin and bloodless cheeks. Lips remained motionless as if unconscious.

The first galaxy has always paid attention to humanistic care, and the guards are very polite: "From the fourth galaxy? It's a long way, can the patient bear it?"

"Experts from the fourth galaxy have consulted. There is no other way. We have to recommend us to try our luck in Votto—this is a letter of recommendation." Li Fulan gave him a wry smile, because the wry smile came from the heart, so it seemed very sincere. The guards felt sympathetic.

"In this case, we will give priority to the passage, and there will be special passages in the galaxy, so that you can go to Votto for medical treatment as soon as possible," the guard said with some embarrassment, "But we have just received an order to go to Votto's civilian waterway It needs to be temporarily closed."

Li Fulan and Bayer looked at each other.

At this moment, the musical being played on the three-dimensional screen in the center of the supply station suddenly paused, and an urgent news came in, and all the people who were detained at the supply station in a daze raised their heads together.

"...Wotto news, early this morning, at [-]:[-] Wotto standard time, Marshal Woolf's mansion in the mid-level area suddenly lost power. Three sets of backup energy sources failed at the same time, and the security system was shut down. It is suspected of man-made sabotage. At present..." The host's voice was interrupted for a full ten seconds, and then the tone suddenly increased, "What? Are you sure!"

Most of the Central Continent of Votto is at night at this time, sirens, human voices, and flying robots weave an extremely noisy background sound.

Lu Bixing's hands tightened.

"...Everyone, we have just received accurate information from the spokesperson of the Military Commission that Marshal Woolf was assassinated at home early this morning..."

There was a "hum" in Lin Jingheng's ear.

When the three major pirate legions invaded the Alliance, the semi-retired Marshal Woolf stood up to turn the tide. After dealing with it for more than 20 years, he regained Votto. In the hearts of the people, he has almost become the patron saint of the Alliance.

How did the Patronus die?

Immediately afterwards, the news of "General Duke's assassination" that had been suppressed by the alliance center for several days was released together. The central army gathered at the edge of the first galaxy and was about to ask the alliance for an explanation for Duke's death.

Wang Ailun held a press conference overnight, his face was haggard, and he barely stood in front of the camera, unable to speak.

The news spread like an explosion. The press conference was crowded with people, and the security machine was as quiet as a chicken. No one noticed. Under these equally anxious and dazed faces, more than [-]% of the people had been implanted with opium chips and were listening simultaneously. or orders from superiors.