.Tiandu, highestlaws, the highest headquarters of the empire.
With administrative offices covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters, huge facilities deep inside the floating island, the most elite members of HL selected from all over the world, the most powerful combatants, and military capabilities, it is a world that civilians can never touch.
November 2100, fifty-five hours after the gunsmith disappeared.
In a large conference room, Joseph Nolan sat alone at a long table, typing on the keyboard of his laptop. He was waiting for someone, but he didn't want to be idle, so he went to do some written report work.
At this time, someone used a magnetic card to open the automatic door of the conference room and walked in. He was a broad and fat man who looked to be in his late thirties. Although he was wearing a HL uniform, he had a virtuous character.
As soon as he entered the door, he said: "I wonder why my eyelids are twitching today. Isn't this Mr. Attendant? What's the matter? What brought the deputy director of EAs to our place?"
Shishi knew who it was when he heard the voice. He had no intention of putting down what he was doing. He stared at the screen and replied, "The higher ups sent you to see me?"
The man's face clearly showed displeasure: "What? Do you think my rank as colonel is not high enough?"
The waiter did not answer the question, but said calmly, "Isn't the 'Tea Fairy' in the headquarters?"
"The Seventh Prince has gone to Australia on official business. Besides, given his status, is it possible for a person like you, who is from a pariah background, to meet you?"
The waiter's tone was still calm, and he replied while typing: "Then, Colonel Kress, please go and call someone at the general level to talk to me."
Kress stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the waiter and lifted him up from the armchair: "Asshole, who do you think you are talking to? Don't think you are strong, believe it or not, I can kill you right now!"
The waiter answered quickly, decisively and clearly: "I don't believe it."
"Okay, Master Kress, please put him down. Since you two don't agree with each other, just don't see each other less. Let me talk to him." A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties walked into the conference room. He has gray hair on his temples, a tall body, and an extraordinary appearance. Looking at the style of his military uniform, you can tell that he is of a higher rank than Cleese.
"Hum..." Kress let go of his hand, straightened his clothes, glared at the waiter viciously, and then left angrily.
"Hello, General Ju." The attendant sat back to his previous position, but did not continue to report.
Ju Shengguan was a lieutenant general, but he was very polite to his servant. The two of them seemed to have a good relationship: "That young master seems to have always disliked you. You have to be careful. The Marquis of Clais is in the court." But you are very influential. You are still young and have a long career in the future."
"I don't have time to improve the interpersonal relationship with this kind of waste. His father is old and drunk. According to my guess, his 'time' is running out. As for Colonel Clais himself, there is no chance." If appropriate, consider killing him once and for all.”
"Hey! Hey! Don't say it in front of me, I didn't hear anything." Ju Sheng said hurriedly. Although he had heard that eas dared to assassinate anyone, he absolutely did not want to get involved.
So the waiter changed the topic: "I just heard him say that the Tea Fairy went to Australia?"
Ju Sheng replied: "Go and catch a guy named 'Shen Yao'. Have you heard of that guy?"
The waiter said: "No, I'm not interested either."
"Haha... You are so good at choking others to death with just one sentence." Ju Sheng smiled and said, "You are here this time about the weapons consultant, right?"
"Charles Rohr, twenty-seven years old, a former arms dealer, an excellent scientist and gunner, and a person with super abilities, known as the 'Gunsmith." He was recruited by the empire a year ago and pardoned for all his past crimes. "The waiter paused for a second, because what he said next was the key point: "It has been more than forty-eight hours since I received the news of his disappearance. I would like to know the progress of HL's search and investigation. "
Ju Sheng did not answer the other party's question immediately, but said: "Is this person very important? Do you, the deputy director, need to come personally?"
Shi Shi replied: "His value as a weapons consultant is meaningless to me. I think this is an issue that you need to consider, but EAs, including me personally, strongly recommend that, regardless of life or death, the empire must know the whereabouts of this person. .”
Ju Sheng said: "You mean... his ability is of high value? But he is just a parallel ability user."
"I know I have overstepped my authority. Even if you have launched the search, you will not tell me the progress." This time, the waiter responded unexpectedly: "So I came here this time to make suggestions... You'd better find him. "He closed the laptop on the table, picked it up and left.
"The search and rescue team set out ten hours ago." Ju Sheng's voice sounded from behind Shi Shi, causing the latter to stop: "What the boss means is that the search for the gunsmith cannot be left to the local government. The headquarters has sent people to carry out the investigation, so it will take time to rush from Tiandu to South America to investigate when, where and why the plane he was on crashed."
The waiter replied: "Thank you." Then immediately said: "Goodbye."
"Hey! Say hello to your director for me."
"My vacation is coming soon, and I have not wanted to see the old man for the past two months, lest I be seriously injured by his whim." The waiter dismissed his boss without hesitation, and then repeated: "Goodbye" .”
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At the same time, thousands of kilometers away from them in the jungles of South America.
The gunsmith's ominous premonition soon became reality. When he and John's raft reached the middle of the river, the water flow suddenly accelerated, and the simple wooden oars in their hands immediately lost their meaning.
They immediately gave up the struggle and allowed the raft to speed down the river. John looked at the sun gradually sinking into the horizon behind him and said helplessly: "This feeling of resignation is really bad."
The gunsmith said: "Obviously, there is an unknown force that doesn't want us to leave this rainforest."
"That power can even control rivers?" John asked.
The gunsmith replied: "Who knows... maybe the heavy rain is not a coincidence."
John looked at the sky: "Do you believe in the existence of gods?"
The gunsmith smiled and said: "If you believe it, please tell the god you believe in and ask him to stop." He could only smile bitterly at this moment, because he could see that the river in front of him was getting wider and wider, and the farther one was further away. Ahead, in this not-so-deep river, there was a whirlpool.
John naturally saw this scene, and he picked up the oar again, "Quick, Charles, we have to make this raft move, even if it moves a few meters more toward the shore."
The gunsmith was indifferent: "I don't think this will have any effect under the water flow at this speed. The centripetal force of the vortex will still draw us in."
John shouted: "Then jump into the river? This distance should be enough."
The gunsmith replied: "In my opinion, there is no difference. In such a fast rapids, swimming and rowing have the same result." He suddenly changed the topic: "Don't you think that at this time and here, there is a whirlpool that just happened to make us lose control? Is there some coincidence in the way the raft must pass?"
John snorted: "Anyway, I've been having bad luck this week."
Seeing that the raft was getting closer and closer to the spiral current, the gunsmith instead of stabilizing his body, stood up, raised the bone gun, and pulled the trigger toward the center of the whirlpool underwater. God knows what was going on in his mind.
Shortly after the gunfire, an explosion occurred underwater. The huge momentum overturned the raft, and a spreading wave of water passed by, and the scope of the whirlpool actually became even larger.
On the vast water surface, both the gunsmith and John disappeared.