Congratulations to the lazy worm for being a father [Zerg]

Just kidding, Sepers is at the top of the food chain in the spiritual realm. If the intelligent mutant beast dares to make a move, Sugar doesn't mind teaching that beast an unforgettable lesson, so that it will tremble whenever it thinks of the word "Serpers" in the future. trembling.

Sugar is gone.

Victor stood on the tarmac and watched the helicopter carrying Sugar fly towards Fort Remington. The residual body temperature around him drifted away bit by bit and became colder.

Fort Remington—

After going through identity verification and multiple inspections, Sugar walked into the heavily guarded Southwest Fortress, and the head of the intelligence department walked towards him.

"Major Seppers, hello, I am the director of the Intelligence Department at Fort Remington. Professor Noah left a letter a few months ago, saying that if something happens to him, you will take over as the chief. The letter has been approved by the General Command and the Intelligence Department. , effective immediately after his assassination, here is the letter, please sign." The supervisor stepped forward and handed a document to Sugar.

It is in line with Noah's cautious style to think about retreating before the end of the matter.

Sugar opened the document and quickly read it. The content was roughly the same as the supervisor’s description. Noah wrote this letter after talking with Sugar on the training island. At that time, Sugar hadn’t awakened yet, and I don’t know what method he used. Lei Ming It is unbelievable that the Commander-in-Chief and the Intelligence Department of Fortress Dunton agreed to sign.

"Lead the way." Sugar signed his name, and the supervisor scanned it into the file, and then led Sugar to the cell where the correspondent was held.

Here Sugar met his third uncle, another awakened Sepers male.

The third uncle is about a hundred years old, wearing a navy blue woolen coat, short hair without a military cap, fair face, round cheeks, and a smile like an uncle next door, which is easy to attract a good impression.

Only a worm who knows the truth will not be fooled by his appearance.

Sepers of the Glory Empire is not a prince known for his political skills. To use an image metaphor: if the emperor is light, Sepers is the shadow.

It is no exaggeration to say that the male Sepers is the nightmare of all prisoners, and the name alone is enough to scare the worms.

"Fall in the hands of Sepers and end it as soon as possible" is a famous warning written by the intelligence agencies of various countries. The specific reason is inseparable from the second awakening of Sepers' tyranny. After all, the burning of hell is not for every worm I can bear it, even if I can bear it, it is not far from a mental breakdown.

"Huge, huh? You're so tall." The third uncle is away all the year round, and the uncle and nephew can only see each other during the holidays. The third uncle, who has an out-of-the-way personality, likes Huger very much. Hearing that his nephew is awakening continuously, he immediately leaves Officials rushed to the central hospital to help.

Goodbye this time, the little ghost who just reached his nose last year overtook half his head, which made Uncle very uncomfortable. He pinched Sugar's thinner shoulders than before and said: "Not bad, really good, awakened like a big boy Yes, there is no meat, so eat more."

"Third Uncle." Sugar was well-behaved and shy.

The uncle and nephew have the same smile, and they look friendly from a distance. If it weren't for the double black feature, there would be no insects to associate the two harmless and cute males with Sepers.

After a brief greeting, Sugar asked the correspondent: "How is he? Did you get anything?"

"No, at least I didn't find anything suspicious." Uncle San shook his head helplessly, rushed to the prison door and raised his chin and asked Sugar, "You try?"

Sugar quickly refused: "Farewell, I'm afraid of killing him."

Thanks to the continuous awakening, he can't control his mental power flexibly, and accidents will happen if he is not careful, but Sugar has other methods: "Bring it out, I'll ask." He said to the guard.

In just half a day, the correspondent was haggard as if he hadn't slept for several days, and he was even in a trance. When he walked out of the cell door and saw Uncle San outside, his face turned pale and he shook like chaff.

"It's not me! I didn't do it! It's really not me!" The correspondent yelled hoarsely, and the guards dragged him into the interrogation room forcibly and buckled him on a chair. "Let me go, I didn't do it, it wasn't me——!"

Sanbo grinned: "He was like this before I did it."

"You stay away, I'll talk to him alone." Sugar waved away all the bugs, walked to the correspondent at a leisurely pace, straightened the desk lamp, the strong light forced the correspondent to turn his head to avoid, Sugar suppressed his wrist pulse, and spoke softly , "Don't be nervous, relax."

"I didn't do it, why don't you believe me!" The correspondent burst into tears, but it was a pity that his arms were tied to the armrest and he couldn't move.

"I believe you." Sugar supported the table with one hand. The correspondent was very excited, and turned a deaf ear to Sugar's words, as if immersed in his own world, muttering, "It's not me, it's not me, I don't know anything."

Sensing the change in his mood, Sugar bent his index finger and tapped on the metal table, once, twice, three times... slowly, forming a special rhythm, while repeating in a whispering voice: "I believe in you."

In the regular rhythm, the correspondent gradually became quiet.

Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Huge moved his face closer and locked the opponent's eyes. His bright black eyes seemed to be able to see through the heart of the insect. He asked word by word: "I believe you didn't do anything, but you have to tell me what happened at that time?" what happened?"

call……

As soon as Huge spoke, the correspondent involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, his tense body completely relaxed, and the disordered panic on his face was slowly replaced by blankness.

"At that time I..." The correspondent dictated the situation in his memory. As a qualified analyst, Sugar did not show any distrust or interrupt him. On the contrary, he carefully recorded every word.

"Do you remember what it was like before the 'coma'?"

"No, it's too fast, like a sudden power outage." The correspondent answered after concentrating on it for a moment.

"what's your name?"

"Parry."

"How many years have you been in the military?"

"Seven years."

While listening, Sugar carefully observed his micro-expression and heartbeat, without flaws.

The questioning ended quickly, and Sugar left the interrogation room and said to the guards: "He needs to rest, wake him up in an hour."

"Yes." The guard saluted.

"How is it? Did you gain anything?" Sanbo was one of the few people who knew Huge's strength. Seeing him coming out, he couldn't help asking.

"Have."

"What?" Sanbo was curious.

"He didn't lie, assassinating Noah is not his main consciousness, he is just a puppet being temporarily controlled, and he doesn't know anything else." Sugar quickly found the intelligence chief, "I need to visit Noah's office."

The correspondent asked three questions and couldn't find any clues, so Sugar could only start with the documents.

Noah is similar to Sugar, he is used to keeping things in his mind, but since he left a letter for Sugar to take over, theoretically speaking, there should be clues, a secret clue that only Sugar can discover.

"This is Professor Noah's desk. He usually works here." The supervisor led Sugar to the intelligence team. The blood on the ground had been wiped clean, and the intelligence team was still lifeless. Everyone hadn't lost Noah's shock. recovery.

"Thank you." Sugar thanked the supervisor, greeted the intelligence team leader, first circled around Noah's large desk full of documents, sat on the chair with his buttocks, tilted his body and rested his chin on one hand, watching Holding a few stacks of documents so numerous that his scalp tingles at a glance, he was dazed, because he...

I'm a little sleepy.

The worms that the third uncle has examined are not one thousand but eight hundred. His eyes are so vicious. As soon as Huge is in a daze, he knows what is going on in his little nephew's head. The team member said: "Ahem, he is busy with you, let him stay alone."

After speaking, Sanbo couldn't afford to lose this bug, so he took the time to yo-yo.

Where did Noah leave the clues?

Sugar felt his butt hurt for a while, and began to slip down, but the more he slipped, the more uncomfortable he became.

The wool rug below looks so comfy, from Freeman?Huger reached out to touch it curiously, and found that it was fake, and the edges were still a little prickly. Huger opened it and looked, his lazy expression suddenly froze, and a series of numbers were written on the back of the carpet with a black marker: "dsk26, 323 .”

Sugar put down the carpet quietly, lay down on it, his upper body completely got into the table, and groped along the back of the drawer with his hands, there was a very light scratch: 09a-11b-01c

The battlefield in the southern country is in full swing, no matter how the subordinates fight for the territory, the top management of the Blue Star Alliance is still amicable, and the news of the success of the Hui Yao experiment is like a shot in the arm, injecting vitality into the tired heart of the Blue Star.

"Great, we'll do our best to develop it right away." Beiguo and Xiguo wished they could use magic to immediately transform the space stabilization device. They were fed up with the harassment of mutant beasts.

Aub, who obtained the first-hand information without any effort, picked up a big deal, and was so happy that he couldn't hold his mouth together. He didn't want to spread his good words like star coins: "Huiyao is a big country of Blue Star. It has courage and courage. The alliance will remember you for your efforts. The contributions and sacrifices made by Blue Star."

"In the face of a great enemy, we should stand by and help each other." Hui Yao sneered at Aub's petty behavior, but kept a humble face and said diplomatic rhetoric. This is politics.

Regarding the expulsion of mutant beasts, the alliance meeting did not go back and forth as usual, and a consensus was quickly reached. Many countries will send representatives to study the space stabilization device with Professor Wald. Orb has completed the study ahead of others and is stepping up production. It is only one step away from success. .

At the end of the meeting, the Minister of Foreign Affairs just hung up the communication when he heard the Commander-in-Chief of the Military Department snort: "It's all about profit."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs has been used to dealing with these things all year round. He stroked his beard and laughed: "Everyone, each other." Don't talk about anyone in front of interests. Huiyao is adjacent to the southern country, and the resources it plunders are only a lot more than theirs.

The commander-in-chief changed the subject: "They ran to the southwest under the banner of learning, and our project team couldn't move. Your Majesty intends to continue to conduct experiments in the southwest?"

"If there is no further instruction, that's right." The progress of the project was jointly released by the Academy of Sciences and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the minister never heard of the change of location.

"Okay." The commander-in-chief pondered for a while, and asked the adjutant to contact the First Army, "Tell Maduro to send a division to the southwest."

"Huh?" The adjutant frowned.General Maduro is notoriously stingy, and he is reluctant to borrow half a box of ammunition. He is divided into a division to go to the southwest. The commander-in-chief may not be dreaming.

Of course, the adjutant dared not say this. The commander-in-chief gave him a blank look, and said in a deep voice, "Tell that stingy old man that the boy he likes is in Remington."

It took a lot of work to unlock the message left by Noah. It was almost midnight. Two hours ago, Victor sent a message to say good night. At that time, Sugar was busy and didn't pay attention.

The good roommate is probably asleep.

The slender fingers rubbed the communicator, their mind wavering.

In the end, I couldn't resist my eager thoughts: 'Good night. '

Almost the moment the message was sent successfully, the communicator shook.