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"Surprise! Mr. 7, the live broadcast has started ahead of schedule, and the countdown for you is over." In front of the camera, Alexander made an exaggerated gesture of fireworks blooming, his gaze paused to the side, and he said, "Our Mr. 7 responded very quickly and came to contact you immediately." However, he did not connect the call, and emphasized, "But Mr. 7, there is no room for negotiation between us, I have made my request very clear , other than that, I don’t accept it at all. Don’t blame us for not keeping our promises. More important than human lives—two human lives." He spread his fingers and pointed at the pregnant woman.

Mr. 7's call rang again stubbornly. Alexander made a helpless gesture and connected the call: "Come on, defend yourself."

Mr. 7’s voice came out with anger: “Doesn’t it take time for the drone to fly over? Check your entrance, the drone will arrive within 3 minutes, with the information you requested on it. The information is written in On traditional paper, it will not be destroyed automatically, and all hostages will be released immediately after receiving the information.”

Alexander tilted his head, and after listening to Mr. Seven's words, he said suspiciously: "Then how can I distinguish the authenticity of the information?"

Mr. 7: "Then I will exchange myself for the hostage until you finish identifying the information."

Alexander laughed loudly: "You are so humorous, Mr. 7, how could we lure wolves into the house." He turned the walking stick slightly: "I have a good idea, after we receive the information, we will return this woman Here you are. After we have verified the authenticity of the information and left Rhea safely," his voice became mysterious, deliberately implying that there was a secret between him and the government, "I will return this to you."

He took out a mechanical eyeball from his pocket and showed it to the camera.

Internet public opinion exploded again. The anger shown by Mr. 7 aroused the feeling of hatred among the masses. Most of the people were praying for the pregnant woman, and half of them were worried about the loss of important military materials.Unsurprisingly, however, some people began to blame Mr. Seven for not being able to withstand the pressure, and to exchange the safety of the planet for his reputation.All in all, Mr. 7 has saved most of the people's hearts.

The mechanical eye also caused various speculations, but none of them were correct.The very few who know the truth will not reveal half of it.

The wealthy district at night is as quiet as usual.Esgarda and Ivano meet unexpectedly at Tazito's doorstep.Esgarda wasn't terribly surprised to see her friend there.

"I saw the damn live broadcast," she said, "it seems to have something to do with him, but I can't contact him, so I went to his house to see." I should keep an eye out for his AI defenses. Damn it!"

"Me too." Ivano said, another head appeared from behind, smiling at Esgarda, it was Aman.

After ringing the doorbell but getting no response, Esgarda tried to blackout the surveillance at Zito's house, and found that it would not be resolved in a short while.Ivano and Aman walked around Tazito's extravagant house, trying to spy through the window to see if he was at home—but the security measures were so good that sometimes they would prevent their own people.They finally met again in front of Tazito's house, and Ivano saw Esgarda busy on the terminal.

"Is there any progress?" he asked.Esgarda casually threw a light screen at him, and the data on it looked particularly complicated.Aman beside him understood the thing: "Who are you talking to?"

"Mr. 11's personal contact code is very complicated to use, but it is safe." Esgarda said, his fingers twitching.

"How did you have this?" Ivano asked.

Esgarda gave him a meaningful look: "Mr. 11 said that you can contact him when you need his help. When you want to pursue someone, it is never wrong to start the strategy from that person's side."

Ivano suddenly understood what she meant: "Ah... you, Mr. 11..."

Esgarda's face was illuminated by the whitened screen, and she said in a deep voice, "It's connected."

Mr. Eleven stared coldly at the eyeball.He is the person in the world who knows best what this eyeball represents.It is also clear who this eyeball wants to threaten.This means that the enemy has learned that the owner of this eyeball can threaten a number, such a fact.

Another screen is broadcasting live footage of drones handing over information to terrorists.A few minutes ago, some bold media rushed to the Habib spaceship and followed the whole process live.In one or two minutes, the drone will be in contact with the opponent's spacecraft.

At this time, Mr. 11 received an unsigned communication.He connected to the communication, and it was the voice of Mr. 7.

"On the 11th," Mr. 7 said arrogantly, "I don't need to inform you of my plan, but someone told me that there are your friends on board."

He paused, did not get a response from Mr. 11, and continued as usual: "The result of this campaign is already obvious. When the planet is in trouble, I am the one who solves it all. Although you have not shirked your responsibilities, you are not in Switzerland right now. Ya, this is also an objective fact. In order for you to work faithfully under my command in the future, I hope you accept my decision."

Mr. 11 asked, "What did you put on the drone?"

Mr. 7: "It's a real blueprint. I can't let that woman be held hostage. She's too weak. If she dies, my situation will be very disadvantageous. But I can't let the information fall into their hands. This is related to the safety of the entire galaxy." , the lives of tens of billions of people, this secret can only be burned before it is leaked, you understand."

Mr. Eleven clenched his fists. Mr. 11 will not explain further, numbers understand the plan of numbers.

Mr. 7's words meant that as soon as the terrorist handed over the woman hostage, he would immediately order the spaceship to be blasted to pieces.Whether Charles Tazito is on it or not.At present, the terrorists have not officially announced that there is a third hostage on board, as long as the public does not know that there are hostages inside, they can deny it.

Judging by numbers, this is the most economical and reasonable approach.They only sacrificed an invisible hostage to rescue the more vulnerable pregnant women and avoid the leakage of weapons of mass destruction.It is much easier to just seal the mouths of those involved afterwards than to bear the moral judgment.

Mr. 11 glanced at his position again, and there were still 10 minutes before entering Rhea's atmosphere.

"What if they told about Tazito being on the boat," he said.

Mr. 7: "So we will start the attack program immediately after picking up Natalie, and launch the attack within 20 seconds." Natalie is the name of the pregnant woman.

"Twenty seconds is enough to reveal that there are still hostages on board."

Mr. 7 took it for granted, "At that point, we can only regret to reveal Tazito's true identity," adding a subtle accent to the word "true," "that is, he was in the same league as the Harpy Yes. He signed an agreement to sell Habib weapons when he was in the magic eye star, you mentioned it in the report."

Mr. 11's stern face remained motionless, and his cold gray pupils became colder during this shameless conversation.

He didn't need to defend Tazito. Mr. 7 will not admit the truth at all.

Mr. 11 said: "3 minutes."

Mr. 7: "On the 11th, can you make it back? A 3-minute delay won't make your friend feel much better. He may be suffering from their torture and waiting for relief."

"Give me 3 minutes." Mr. 11 repeated, and after a pause, he said in a deep voice, "Please."

This unexpected request made Mr. 7 unable to answer for a while, and made him pause for a few seconds.He might hear threats, arguments, scorn from a digital colleague, but never a plea.Especially this one who thinks he has won the favor of the mastermind, holding number 11 of the White Legion.The request almost made him want to laugh out loud.

"Number 11, you don't think you have become friends with humans, do you?" Mr. 7 said with a smile.

Mr. 11 did not answer. Mr. 7 said: "I don't understand why I should give you this favor. Unless you announce your withdrawal from the race after the fact, 11th. How about this deal? And I will submit your report of your severe human influence to the mastermind for it to Reevaluate your position. You will destroy yourself for a human being."

Mr. 11 said: "I promise you."

Mr. 7 couldn't believe it. If he was breathing, he probably took a deep breath at this time.

"Okay," he finally agreed, "Since you've said that, I'll sell you. The attack will be postponed for 3 minutes, not more than a second."

Mr. 11 said thank you to him.

Communication is lost. Mr. 7 stood up, sneered and said to himself: "What 3 minutes, a fool will listen to you. You are no longer qualified to be a number."