Cold Star Blade

Denise said that it would take some time for her to study the ingredients of the potion, so Black and the marshal would not stay at Fusha's house.

They have another plan - to sneak into Ming Jin's office to see if they can find some clues.

The marshal had already entered Ming Jin's office once through contact with him in the past few days.Today, it is another night visit for those who are ready to know the way.

However, when they were busy preparing for the infiltration, the Masonic affairs officer contacted them, saying that there was a new assistance task assigned to them, and asked them to go to the office to obtain information.

Black looked at the time and said: "Troublesome things always come to us at the most critical moment of the plan. We still owe a lot of money to the boss of Iron Crocodile. If we don't serve the Freemasons well, I'm afraid his 24K eyes They are always watching whether we are making money to pay off our debts.”

The Marshal slammed the trunk of the rented car shut, threw the keys to Black, and said swiftly, "I'll go to the office to get the documents, and you'll wait for me on 72nd Street."

Blake continued with his preparations.Today they happened to take a break together and didn't have to go to the Colosseum.Originally, the original plan was to investigate the leader that Viking had met, but they figured it out, instead of checking the details, it is better to go straight to Huanglong.

Mingjin may be the old force of the Holder family of Marshal Danteria. The Colosseum of the Sun he was in charge of secretly colluded with Langding to conduct human experiments, and the headhunters of the Colosseum focused on Fusha. The logo is exactly the same as the monogram of the Adventist Church many years ago.

Looking at it now, the Dawn Sect is most likely the master behind the Colosseum, so Ming Jin must have something to do with the Dawn Sect.

As the afterglow gradually fades, the zenith artificial sky panel in the dungeon simultaneously projects the time and weather on the land to the ground.

Blake had a drink in a chic cafe, and planned to pay the bill to meet the Marshal at 72nd Street, but saw a lady pushing the door and alarming the bell, and walked in gracefully.

Blake hadn't seen many beautiful women recently, but this lady had a special aura that caught his attention.

She was wearing a simple and elegant light yellow dress and a burgundy cardigan sweater. Her complexion was snow-white, and her hair was silver-gray like clear water waves, with slightly wavy curls hanging over her shoulders.There is an indescribably gentle and slow walking pace, like a beautiful Persian cat.On her slender wrist was a bracelet of ruby ​​beads.

She asked the clerk if there was any fresh dried rose tea, and the clerk smiled politely: "It will be replenished in two days. If it is convenient for you to leave the address, I can send it to you when the stock is replenished."

The lady said helplessly: "I'll be leaving here in two days, maybe I won't be able to make it in time."

The clerk said earnestly: "We can deliver interstellar delivery, as long as you don't live in a distant galaxy."

The lady smiled faintly: "Then I will leave an address, please send it to that address."

The clerk handed over the pen and paper, and the lady wrote on the counter for a while. The clerk hesitated and said, "This address, I'm afraid I can't deliver it directly from here. I need to switch to another courier company, but if that happens, it may delay the delivery of dried flowers." Freshness."

The lady said: "It doesn't matter, anyway, he doesn't necessarily use it to make tea, it may be used for other purposes."

The clerk put away the pen and paper, smiled and said, "Then we will deliver it for you."

The lady bent her eyes and smiled, "I hope to receive it before his birthday."

"Is it a birthday present?" The clerk continued to recommend enthusiastically: "Do you need to leave a greeting card?"

The lady said, "No, thank you."

The lady was very elegant and assertive, she refused a series of sales promotions offered by the clerk, paid cash, and turned around to leave the store.

Black was curious because of a certain intuition, and waited until the lady was no longer in sight, then looked away and went to the counter to pay.

After driving the car to 72nd Street, Blake was still thinking about that lady's charm and behavior while sitting in the car.

He has a habit, whenever he feels strange, he has to think about it over and over again when he calms down, to deepen the impression and sort out the clues.

At this moment, through the rearview mirror of the car door, he saw the Marshal walking briskly, with a tall and heroic figure, his long hair tied up casually and slung over his shoulders, although he was dressed in women's clothes, he still had his usual sassy and heroic appearance.

The marshal's facial features are stern and elegant, his complexion is extremely white, and he carries an utter arrogance like ice. He probably didn't have the temperament to make friends when he was young. It is something visible to the naked eye.

Such a person would easily prefer not to bend in the turbulent undercurrent, but he has climbed to a high position. If he is not possessed of the most powerful strength, he will hide it deeply.

Blake smiled slightly.The marshal got in and sat in the passenger seat.

"How about it?"

Black didn't ask in detail, but the Marshal knew what he was asking: "It's a construction team of four, responsible for the rearrangement of the security inspection system of a transport garage. Let's go top those two."

Black smiled lightly and said, "It happens to be your field of expertise."

The marshal seemed suspicious, and said: "The key point is that this transportation garage seems to be an industry under the name of Shuguangjiao. It is a free container garage. All vehicles are leased to shop owners for free, and no rent is charged for short-term parking."

"It's more generous than the Freemasonry." Black said with his lazy tone, "Do you think it's too coincidental to assign this kind of task at this time?"

Both of them are shrewd people with flexible brains, and they understand and communicate with each other without too much explanation.

The marshal said seriously: "The Freemasons also have problems."

Black sneered: "To be able to survive and survive must be the benefit of helping each other."

Immediately afterwards, they went to meet with the two members of the construction team.One is Ling Wei, pure oriental blood, black hair and black eyes, tall and thin, not much talk, a bit cold-tempered; the other is Xu Dela, flaxen hair, dark skin, water-colored blue eyes, gazing There is a suspicious and cunning taste, with a face that is very seductive to women, and a cheerful and talkative personality.

This combination seems to be exactly the same as Black and Marshal, so within half a night, Black and Xu Dela chatted together, and Marshal and Ling Wei perfectly became their background boards.

"Currently, we have progressed to the pipeline arrangement in the middle..." Xu Dela explained the progress, and took them around the garage.

There were trucks coming and going in and out of the garage, and Blake noticed that the transport vehicles were all painted in a uniform color, and there was the Aurora Church logo on the side of the front of the car—it was a pattern of praying people holding candles in both hands.The management personnel instructed the small working robots to come and go busy, the transport trucks drove at a slow speed, and several small airships for unloading shuttled back and forth.

Black looked around, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Boss Iron Crocodile.He was at the side of a pickup truck, arguing with the staff unloading the airship with red faces.

Black put his head close to the marshal, and whispered, "Can your mecha external receiver overhear voices from 100 meters away?"

The marshal did not answer, but raised his hand and quickly touched the device on the back of the ear in a gesture of flicking his hair.

He mind-controlled the receiver, so only he knew the result, and Black couldn't hear anything.

And Xu Dela was leading them in the opposite direction away from the iron crocodile boss, and said: "A Ling and I will be in charge of the line inspection, and the two of you will go to the control room to check the system feedback and give us instructions. You will operate the security check." System, right? The main control intelligence here is equipped with voice command settings, as long as you give her orders."

Xu Dela raised his chin intentionally or unintentionally, pointed to the marshal, and said: "Let your partner and the master controller be intelligently connected, is she an Alpha?"

Black carefully observed the distance from the iron crocodile boss, worried that the marshal was beyond the eavesdropping range, turned around and laughed and said, "She, no, no, no, she suffers from 'mentophobia'."

marshal:"……"

Mental phobia - the full name is "spiritual fear of artificial intelligence syndrome". Once people with this disease are connected to AI, they will have adverse reactions of mental panic, emotional disturbance, and even severe hallucinations.Therefore, this kind of people basically cannot do AI spiritual connection, unless with the help of medical aids.

However, most of those suffering from this disease are Omegas with oversensitive nerves, and sometimes it is the sequelae caused by accidents.

With the Marshal's body shape, it is basically impossible to pretend to be an Omega.

Xu Dela said embarrassingly: "No way... Aren't you very active in the Colosseum of the Sun recently? Now the dark martial arts world is discussing you, and your partner is a rising star in the tactician area! I have a friend who is going to Watch her next game."

It seems that the fighting beast competition is still a very popular event in this place.

Blake bit the bullet for telling a not-so-pretty lie: "She can barely use such a low-level device as the guide instrument, hehehe..."

The marshal pretended to be deaf and dumb as always, keeping his eyes fixed.

"You don't know, it's been a long time since the tactician area has such a strong player, and the heavy martial arts area has always dominated the world. She really opened our eyes."

"Then how does the dark martial arts community evaluate my performance?" Black felt itchy.

"You..." Xu Dela smiled without saying a word, and patted Black, "Then please, if you have any questions, please tell us in time."

The control room is on the second floor with a glass wall facing the garage plaza below.There are surveillance probes inside, so they speak very carefully.

The marshal pulled out the slender nerve data transmission line from the console's mental input box, but Black snatched it over: "I'll do it."

The Marshal glanced at him and said, "Impulsive? I am Alpha, and this is the truth."

According to the label, Black operated the adjustment buttons on the console. These buttons are the same as the setting chip of the mech. They only have the authority to enable some of the AI ​​functions, but they cannot fully control the intelligent system here.

The flickering lights of the main engine start interlaced on his vicissitudes of face, only the eyes showed his true colors.He said: "AI, enable spiritual connection!"

"The mental connection is turned on, the output power is 534, the reading intensity of neurons is 12, and the mental wave frequency scan is normal. The safety lock has been released. Now, you can use voice commands." AI's calm and self-made voice flows in the room.

"Display the line distribution map of the security inspection system."

"Scanning……"

A huge light screen was swiped above the console, slowly refreshing the dazzling circuit diagram.

At the same time, Black said: "In case there is a trap, you are the Marshal of the Empire."

The Marshal said nothing.

Black continued: "Have you heard what Boss Iron Crocodile is saying?"

The marshal said: "He should know that Fu Luo's products have caused a lot of trouble recently. He wants to terminate the contract and refuses to accept Fu Luo's products. I hope they will return them intact."

Black thought with his cheeks: "It's strange, the gate of the starry sky has been closed for several days, logically speaking, no foreign goods will be shipped to Greedy Wolf Star at this time, and the goods here can't get out, but he asked to return it... "

A ray of inspiration flashed quickly in his mind.

Why did the "ghost" block this planet and want to destroy traces here?

If it's just for destruction, wouldn't it be easier to attack those mechs during transport?

Black squinted his eyes and muttered to himself: "Could it be that those defective chips are manufactured here? Ah...ah!!"

A sudden burst of debilitating stimulation penetrated the whole body from the nerve connection port in milliseconds. Unexpectedly, Black's tongue was numb, breathing was difficult, and the mental network in his brain was continuously broken with sparks.

The eyes suddenly fell into darkness.

The author has something to say: every chapter has frames. . .Doubt how insincere your own words are. . . . . .