The "Queen of the Night" in the garden is over-blooming, and under the thin light, the color is thick and thick, as if there is blood.
The hanging robotic gardeners are automatically adjusting the soil moisture. When they detect insufficient water content, the gentle irrigation spray guns follow, and if there is a faint piano music around, this corner of the garden is incredibly quiet and beautiful.
Suddenly, the irrigation gun got stuck in the air, and the piano music stopped at some point.
A black shadow flashed, it was about the size of a palm, disc-shaped, thin like a blade, very fast, almost invisible to the naked eye, the "disc" passed through the flowers, easily knocking a "Queen of the Night" "Beheaded, the terrifying aroma burst out, and the flower juice really looked like blood.
The security system in Marshal Woolf's mansion is like the "enchantment" described in fantasy. From the airspace to the underground space, as long as there is an unauthorized object intrusion, the control center will respond within a tenth of a second. —In addition to the patrolling guards, there are three layers of security here. The first layer is the peripheral laser guns and micro-barrels, which can be targeted and attacked remotely. The second layer is the machine guards who can respond quickly. The third layer is similar to Zhanlu mecha. The nuclear deformable material, which is connected to the security system, can reach any place on the Marshal's Mansion in an instant, pass through the floor or among the flowers, and directly remove the intruders.
Three security systems make this mansion as impregnable as a silver fortress, and assassination is almost impossible.
But at this time, the UFO directly ran over the old marshal's most precious flower field, but the security seemed dead.
With a soft sound, the "disc" passing through the flower field was attached to an open glass window, and the room facing the flower field was Marshal Woolf's bedroom.
Woolf was old and deaf, and in his deep sleep, he didn't seem to notice.
After the "disc" was attached to the glass, it also became transparent, and quickly merged with the window, and lines of small characters flashed quickly on it—
"Scanning Genes"
"confirm."
"The scan signs, whether they match their case records."
"Bi, the target sign is 98% consistent with the case record, which is highly consistent, confirming the target."
"The concentration of 'Night Queen' in the target blood is 56mg/100ml"
Immediately after, another ten or so "discs" flew over from all directions, blending into windows, doors, and even passing through walls. Invisible infrared rays were emitted from the middle of the discs and directed towards the person on the bed— If anyone looked through the infrared detector at this time, they could see that Woolf had a large and complicated net tied around him, and he was trapped in the middle like an unbreakable prey.
The bedroom door opened automatically, and a strange man walked in slowly, 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 seemed very dazed, and the soul in his body seemed to have been sucked away by something, leaving only a walking corpse. .
"Marshal Woolf." The uninvited guest nodded politely at him, "Visiting late at night, I'm sorry, it's not difficult to come to kill you, as long as these cute micro-UFO killers can do it, but my master thinks It's such a shame, she thinks you shouldn't have died at the hands of a nobody and wants to talk to you."
Woolf's eyes were a little clearer, but in the face of the stranger who sneaked in late at night, he didn't call for help, and he didn't show any other signs of panic, whether it was really calm or stupid.
The man cleared his throat and spoke again, but it turned into a soft female voice: "Grandpa Woolf, I'm Jing Shu."
Woolf's eyes twitched slightly.
This uninvited guest, a five-generation opium carrier, is almost at the top of the food chain in the Freedom Legion. He personally performed the assassination mission that a robot 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 was using this body to talk to Woolf at this time.
"Father once hung a photo in the study, which was a group photo of my grandfather, you, and Dr. Harden. Later that photo disappeared. I think it was taken by you. But the photo is a dead thing after all, why? Is it comparable to the people around you?" Lin Jingshu's voice came from the tall man's mouth, and it looked very strange, "So I have used 'Queen of the Night' to send them back to the city for more than half a year. By your side, do you like my present?"
Woolf's eyes moved, and he slowly looked at the corner of the bed and out of the window. His brainwaves were clearly scanned on the "discs" that circled him in all directions.
At this moment, the world in Woolf's eyes, illusion and reality overlapped, he saw Ringle leaning against 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 lap, the man was sleeping peacefully, and outside the window, Harden sat on his knees in front of the garden, looking up at the clear night sky—they were still young, and so was he.
At that time they were at the Fortress of Angel City, could the revolutionaries have any good days? They have to be on guard against the pervasive artificial intelligence of the enemy at all times. Woolf can't remember how many times they were almost wiped out, watched a large number of seniors die, and fled in a hurry, can't remember how many times he felt like he was going to die there.
But now that I think about it, the happiest days in his life were actually in those precarious times.
At that time, friends were real friends, and feelings were real feelings. He could see the sunrise in his eyes, and he had sustenance in his heart.
"It seems that you like it, I'm relieved." Lin Jingshu said happily, "Goodbye then, I wish you a good night's sleep, and rest assured to leave the future to me."
She said no more, the uninvited guest with the "fifth generation" chip returned to normal body language, put on gloves methodically, and poked a needle into Woolf's neck: "I won't feel it. Pain, do you have anything else to say?"
Woolf really had no pain. The new hallucinogen Queen of Night had paralyzed his skin, and the pain from the needle entering was negligible. He lay motionless on the execution platform like a poisoned old maniac, the corners of his eyes widening. got up, didn't speak, just blew a staccato little tune—
That minor tune is too old, I'm afraid it's still a folk song from the old ephemeris, no one knows what he's playing, and no one can hear what he's playing.
The wind swept the floral fragrance of the Night Queen into the room, wrapping Woolf.
The whistle stopped.
Marshal Hubert Woolf, died in the middle of the night when the Queen of the Night was blooming.
Died of betrayal and conspiracy.
There are no last words, it 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 of the supply. He was adding ice to the wine. At this moment, the starship suddenly trembled violently, and the high-energy particle stream hit the protective cover of the starship, and the sliding glass was caught. Zhan Lu's manipulator grabbed it, and the ice cube fell to the ground. He suddenly said, "What?"
"Martial law." Li Furan and Lu Bixing got down from above.
Li Furan said quickly: "Suddenly received a notice that the starships behind are no longer allowed to enter, and those who have already entered are required to land in the supply immediately. Everyone get ready, we will dock the orbit immediately."
"It's not blocked out," Bayer said. "The supply environment of the first galaxy is very good, and it doesn't matter if you stay a few days longer."
He thought it was beautiful.
Before Bayer said anything, the starship that was about to dock on the orbit suddenly accelerated and rushed upward. The acceleration obviously exceeded the limit of the unarmed starship. The imitation gravity system temporarily failed, and Lu Bixing grabbed it and slipped out. wheelchair.
Lin Jingheng raised his hand and grabbed Zhan Lu's manipulator, temporarily forgetting that he was a "sick disabled person": "Give me the driver's authority."
The pilot is a veteran of Baiyinyi, and he gave up the driving right of the starship without saying a word. The ship adjusted to the supply track, and passed a high-energy particle cannon with ease.
"Why are people still firing at unarmed starships?"
"It's leaked," Lin Jingheng said. "There is an armed force outside the supply, and it should belong to it according to the number."
"The Central Army of the Third Galaxy." Li Fran said, Bai Yinyi had already collected the information very efficiently, "The commander of the Central Army of the Third Galaxy was personally assigned by the commander, illegally assembled, left on duty, and forced to the first place. Galaxy, the wave of high-energy particle cannons just now should be a demonstration."
"Nonsense." Lin Jingheng frowned and signaled to the other frightened civilian starships around him, signaling them to follow him and slowly descend along the supply track.
The supply atmosphere in the entire border was tense as if it were about to explode. A row of military mechas was ready to go, and guards were waiting in line. The service robots that should be in the sending and receiving of the starship were all turned into security robots, even barrier-free passages. It was not opened, the steep elevator was hundreds of meters long, and the head could not be seen at a glance.
Lin Jingheng gave Li Fran a cool look: "You put me in a wheelchair."
Li Furan didn't dare to argue that the commander-in-chief hand-black smoked it himself, so he had to bow his head.
Lin Jingheng raised his hand impatiently: "Zhan Lu, go to the supply communication center and let them"
He didn't say a word, his feet suddenly became empty, and in the shock of Bayer and Li Fran about to ascend to the sky, Lu Bixing directly took him out of the wheelchair.
Lin Jingheng almost choked in his throat in one breath.
"We came all the way to the First Galaxy to 'cure the disease', not to blow up Votto," Lu Bixing whispered in his ear with a smirk, "Mr. 'Patient', there is an inspection ahead, control yours The expression and the hand that wants to strangle me, okay?"
Lin Jingheng: ""
"Relax, close your eyes, and lean on my shoulders," Lu Bixing took an inch, "Oh, quickly retract your hands, the veins are popping out, how can a weak patient who has been in bed for more than ten years have such a big temper - Dr. Harden didn't say you are a Professional liar, professional quality?"
Bayer stabbed Li Fran with his elbow: "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, and followed up with a serious face comparable to Zhan Lu.
The supply guard swept the documents on the personal terminals of several people, and his eyes stopped on Lin Jingheng. Lin Jingheng's hair was pulled out by them, messily covering most of his face, revealing only a pale chin and bloodless lips , 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?"
"The experts from the Fourth Galaxy have consulted, but there is no other way, so I have to recommend us to try our luck at Votto—this is a letter of recommendation." Li Furan gave him a wry smile, because the smile should come from the heart, so he seemed very sincere. The guards all sympathized.
"Usually 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 lead to the civilian waterway of Votto. It needs to be closed temporarily."
Li Fran and Bayer looked at each other.
At this moment, the musical that was playing on the three-dimensional screen in the center of the supply suddenly paused, and an emergency news came in, and all the people who were dazedly detained in the supply raised their heads together.
"Votto news, early this morning, at 1:15 UTC, there was a sudden power outage at Marshal Woolf's Mansion in the mid-mountain area. Three sets of backup power sources failed at the same time. After a pause, he didn't say a word for ten seconds, and then the door was suddenly raised, "What? Are you sure!"
Most of Votto's Central Continent was at night, with sirens, human voices, and flying robots creating an extremely noisy background sound.
Lu Bixing's hands tightened.
"Everyone, we just got the accurate news from the spokesperson of the Military Commission that Marshal Woolf was assassinated at home early this morning."
A "buzz" sounded in Lin Jingheng's ear.
When the three major pirate legions invaded the alliance, the semi-retired Marshal Woolf came out to turn the tide, and after more than 20 years, he recaptured Votto. In the hearts of the people, he has almost become the guardian of the alliance.
How can the guardian die
Immediately afterwards, the news of "General Duke's assassination", which had been pressed by the Alliance Center for several days, was released together, and gathered at the edge of the first galaxy, and the Central Army, who were ready to ask the Alliance for an explanation for Duke's death, was blinded.
Wang Ailun held a press conference overnight, his face was haggard, barely in front of the camera, and his words were speechless.
The news spread like an explosion. The press conference was crowded with people, and the security check was as quiet as a chicken. No one noticed. Under these equally anxious and dazed faces, more than 50% of the people had been implanted with opium chips and were listening simultaneously. order from a superior.
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