The Wheel of Chronos

At 12:28 a.m. on December 8, Sharon and Jack Sr. arrived at a high-end apartment building facing the street near the clock tower block in the greater London area. After triple identification of fingerprints, iris and voice, the two passed through the bulletproof glass door and entered In the lobby, press the palm print to call the elevator and go to the top eighteenth floor.

The 10-storey apartment building faces the River Thames south and is only a [-]-minute walk from Big Ben.The building was a military project built by Sharon's father when he was still alive in the early years. It was originally used as a hotel-style apartment for key military figures returning from the front line to stay, so the safety factor is extremely high.But due to some special reasons, more than half of this apartment building is now empty, and the suite on the highest floor is reserved for the Spencer family, which has also become Sharon's current safe house.

Compared with the ancient European architectural style of the Spencer Mansion, the decoration style of the safe house presents two extremes.As soon as you enter the house, you will be greeted with an unparalleled sense of modern technology. Just connect the wristband to the control panel at the door, and you can call up the control panel of the entire suite at will, switch the lights, open or close the windows, and adjust the windows. Transparency and more can be done with a wave of your hand.

After entering the house, Sharon immediately confirmed the safety of the suite. After eliminating the threat of explosives and bugs, she turned the entire floor-to-ceiling windows to be completely transparent. Standing by the window, she could see into the distance at a glance. The view of the Thames, Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament.But she didn't pay too much attention to the view, but observed the nearby buildings.Taller buildings are not allowed near Big Ben, and the [-]-story apartment building is much shorter than Big Ben.There are no taller buildings near the apartment building. Most of them are the same height or one or two floors lower. There are basically no buildings that can pose a threat to the topmost floor.

After confirming, Sharon turned the floor-to-ceiling glass back to a semi-closed state, and only put in the basic lighting, then plunged into the study.When she sat at the fully transparent glass table in the study, the desktop sensor was activated and the holographic screen lit up.Sharon started to work, and her first task at present is to find out two clues: one is the relationship between Cardinal Charles Williams led by Claude and the collapse of the church; In the circumstances she described, she had to recover the lost hard drive to confirm the authenticity of its contents.

Just as she was using the hacker program she wrote to investigate intelligence, old Jack came in with his laptop.

"Miss, I found something."

Sharon nodded, and Old Jack stepped forward and put the laptop on the table.The surveillance video of a street was displayed on the computer screen, and Sharon recognized that this place was just downstairs of the Time watch store on Congress Street.Old Jack pointed to a van lane in the upper left corner of the screen:

"Look, the time display is 26:11:27 on the night of the 50th, and a van is parked here." He pressed the space bar, and the video recording began to play. It only played for a second, and the old Jack quickly pressed the Press the pause button and say, "11:27:51, this van is gone."

Xue Lun frowned, subconsciously about to blurt out the words "this is impossible", but she suddenly thought of something and said:

"Is it time regression, or time suspension? That guy... Taim, he can manipulate time, and he can move freely in the manipulated time. Maybe time has passed on him for several hours, but in our There was only a second in perception. In the process, he loaded the van with everything in the room and drove away."

At that time, Sharon and Old Jack were flustered and didn't realize that a van parked on the side of the street had disappeared. They didn't realize it until now from the surveillance screen.

"Miss, what are you talking about?" Jack was a little puzzled. He didn't go to the Deer Hunter's Bar with Sharon, and he didn't know about Sharon's ability to go back in time.Due to the complicated events from last night to this morning, Sharon herself was a little confused, and she hadn't had time to tell Old Jack about the time regression.

Sharon spent a little time explaining to Old Jack in detail, and Old Jack listened quietly, and then believed what Sharon said without reservation.

Sharon sighed, leaned on the back of the chair and said:

"I just checked the morning news from major media outlets. There was almost no report on what happened at the Deer Hunter's Bar last night. The only news agency that was very close to the Deer Hunter's Bar sent a text message, but It was quickly deleted. This incident should have been suppressed. There are no reports of those who died in the pursuit. I am afraid that some organization has come forward to deal with this matter. The pursuit did not appear along the street. In the surveillance video, the surveillance video at that time was deleted."

"Will it be the NSA?"

"It is possible, but it may not be. If it is not a state agency, then the power of this organization is too great." Xue Lun said.

At this time, Sharon's bracelet rang. It was still the strange call from last night. When Sharon answered, a holographic image of Pistol appeared on the top of the bracelet. I can't see the tiredness of sleep:

"Where are you? Let's meet." She said bluntly, her tone sounded calm, without the annoyance of last night.

"I can't tell you where I am." Sharon said.

"Then... let's meet at Wellington Arch in Hyde Park. Can you be there in half an hour?"

"can."

"Okay, that's it."

After hanging up the phone, Sharon got up, put on her coat, picked up her cane, put on her scarf and hat.Old Jack followed behind her, picked up his coat, and said:

"Miss, the friend of the second lady—Miss Miranda, called me last night and hoped to meet you."

"Let's talk about it in two days." Sharon said hastily.She has too many things to do these two days, and she doesn't have much time to pay attention to the female college students.Although Miranda is Josephine's friend, she can't help Sharon find out about the collapse of the church, and it doesn't do much to her. The meeting between the two is a waste of time apart from reminiscing about the past.For Sharon, time is too precious.

"Oh, by the way, tonight I'm going to go to Williams' house to find out the truth. After meeting with Pistol, we'll go to the dollhouse."

"Understood, miss."

***

Hyde Park is the territory of Westminster Abbey, located on the west side of Buckingham Palace. It was a very luxurious large green space in the city of London where every inch of land was expensive. Now it has been restored one by one according to the original, but the world has changed. Lost the real Hyde Park feel.

The safe house is not too far from Hyde Park. Sharon and Old Jack didn't drive, but took the unmanned rail transit, and it was only two stops away.Enter Hyde Park from the east gate, go all the way south, and soon you will see the Wellington Arch.Whether it is the Marble Triumphal Arch or the Wellington Arch, it is to commemorate George IV leading Britain to victory in the Napoleonic Wars.But now it seems that it is just a very long history. Most of today’s British people can’t empathize with it. The historical buildings scattered in Hyde Park restored on a one-to-one scale are really meaningless. landscape.

When Sharon arrived, she had already seen Pistre leaning against the Wellington Arch and smoking a cigarette.Not far away were four burly men who were her bodyguards.Through the smog in front of his eyes, Pistor watched Sharon walking towards her with slender legs, her long black hair draped over her shoulders fluttering in the wind, her blue eyes were condensed with a cold and alert light, and she couldn't help but whispered. He laughed and cursed:

"What a bastard Earl who emits pheromones all the time."

Sharon walked up to her, took off her hat, bowed, and apologized: "I'm very sorry, Peister, I apologize to you. How much money do you want, I will transfer it to you."

"Come on, a bar was bombed, and I don't feel so bad that you need to pay for it." Pistre waved his hand, "Originally, I just opened the bar for fun. If it blows up, it will blow up, and I will change the industry. Just play around."

For a moment, Sharon couldn't keep up with Peister's change of attitude, so she asked hesitantly, "Did there be any casualties last night?"

Pistre waved his hand: "No, don't worry. The bomb was installed on the gas pipe, which is obviously unsettling and kind. But fortunately, we found out in advance that the bomb was detonated in the elevator shaft, because there is no way to dismantle it." , and the countdown time is running out. We all evacuated the guests in the bar from the safe passage in advance, but even if it was detonated in the elevator shaft, it would be choking, and basically everything that could be broken in the bar was broken. The firefighters and the police have been busy It was not until five o'clock in the morning that the hidden dangers at the scene were eliminated."

"It's really a blessing in misfortune." Sharon breathed a sigh of relief, "If the guests in the bar have an accident, they are all distinguished people, and it may not be possible to hide this matter."

"That's right, this is the luck of misfortune, and that's why our Fox family won't suffer." Pistor said angrily, "I must know who made it this time. Sharon, you put To be clear, what happened last night?"

"Bob, the retired agent of the National Security Bureau, used your bar to pass me a hard drive containing important information, but he was intercepted by a group of unknown gangsters on the way. These people not only stole the hard drive, but also Bob killed people and hunted me down. In order to obliterate his whereabouts, he also planned to completely blow up your bar without leaving a trace."

"You don't know who these people are?"

Sharon shook her head and said, "Now I can only guess that it might be New World religionists, or people from the conservative peace talks group. In short, this group of people should be the same as the spies who sneaked into the National Security Bureau from the Lemurian mainland. of."

"Hiss..." Peister took a breath and said, "This matter is a bit troublesome. How did you get involved with these people? What kind of information is in that hard drive? Why did Bob put Hard drive for you?"

Sharon shook her head and said, "Pister, don't ask any more questions. This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't get involved in it. The less you know, the better. I also risked a lot to meet you today. It's a big risk. Although I am extremely cautious, I still can't say that I am not being followed at all. Maybe the two of us are under the surveillance of a certain pair of eyes. I came to see you today to apologize and compensate you for the loss. The second is to ask about the situation last night, especially the official attitude towards the bar explosion, because all the news is currently blocked, and you are my most direct source of information. This is for you, and we will use this link in the future."

While speaking, Sharon took out an old-fashioned mobile phone from her pocket and stuffed it into Pistre's hand.Pister looked at the old Nokia C7 mobile phone with a look of disgust. The black paint on the outside was all gone, revealing the metal body underneath which was full of scratches and pits.

"Where did you find that old antique?"

"It's anti-eavesdropping, put it away, it contains my contact number, don't touch my bracelet again." Sharon ignored her and said to herself.

"Are you treating me as your offline intelligence agent?" Pistol said angrily.

"That's right, you provide me with the information I want to know, and I'll find out for you the gang of villains who bombed your bar, and vent your anger. You only need to tell me the information about the police investigating the bar bombing. Tat for tat, how is this deal?" Xue Lun said.

"Hmph, it's a deal," Pistre said.She stuffed the old antique cell phone into her pocket, waved to Sharon, then turned and left surrounded by bodyguards, which was quite neat.

About ten steps away, Pister's bracelet suddenly vibrated. She clicked on it and saw that 1000 million imperial coins had been transferred to her account. The remitter was anonymous, and it was a VIP encrypted account of the Imperial Central Bank.This amount is enough for her to buy a bigger venue, decorate a more luxurious bar, and buy more expensive wine.

Pistor suddenly turned around and looked back, but Sharon was no longer there.Near Wellington Arch, there are only pigeons pecking at pine cones.

"It's great to be rich!" Pester cursed loudly, causing the pigeons to fly away.She couldn't help laughing out loud, and her steps became much lighter.

It's really worthy of the Spencer family... The ancestors accumulated wealth for hundreds of years. After the catastrophe, not only did they not lose money, but they became richer. No one knows how much money is in the account of the Spencer family at the Central Bank of the Empire. There is a steady stream of big money coming in.In contrast, the Fox family has worked hard for three generations and is nothing but an upstart.Pistor suddenly felt that it would be good for her to work for the owner of the Earl of Spencer instead of opening a bar.

Being rich is really great.

The author has something to say: the real rich will not appear on the Forbes rich list.The money of the newly-promoted local tyrants is the water in the reservoir, and the gates are opened to prevent water and quickly flow clean.Old noblemen's money is gold in a bottomless mine, which you never seem to exhaust. 【doge】

The new book has just started, and I need encouragement the most. Recently, there are too few comments. I hope to see more of your speeches.Especially with regard to the plot, it has been gradually unfolded, please write down any thoughts, and I will reply to those who can reply.