Sangze tilted his head and looked at Modi, who was lying on the ground with half of his face swollen into a bun. He smiled and shook his head, "Modi, you don't have to come back next time."
"Why don't you thank Mr. Sanze quickly?" Chuansen said looking at Modi on the ground.
"Thank you..." Since the corners of Modi's mouth were swollen and his words were a little slurred, Sangze didn't pay attention and just fell into deep thought.
"The news about the inhibitor being robbed must have been leaked." Sangze raised his eyes and looked at Chuansen, "Are you an undercover agent?"
Chuansen looked at Sangze's sharp eyes, and he did not avoid it. He knew very well that he must not collapse at this time. "What do I want? As a rebel, can I have good food, drink and pick up girls?"
"If being a rebel can lead a happy life, then rebels don't have to be like rats crossing the street and everyone yells and beats them up," Modi said vaguely, standing up while holding on to the table.
Sanze smiled and said, "I have learned about their so-called ideals of the revolutionary army, which pursue the so-called equality of everyone."
"It's ridiculous that everyone is equal. After thousands of years of human civilization, has everyone been equal? In the end, it's not about profit and fighting for living space." Sanze poured himself a glass of whiskey and continued, "There are only so many resources on the Tiangong. One less person, if we want everyone to be equal, the resources will have been used up long ago, and no one will be able to survive."
"The idea of world unity is indeed good, but it is just an unrealistic ideal. Go look at those bugs in the civilian areas. They are sucking up the resources on this ship all the time. They should die and save the resources. Space and resources are reserved for people with high-quality genes.”
"What's funny is that these rebels have made new moves recently. I really think they have a few pounds." As he said, Sanze looked at Chuansen and said, "Chuansen, I heard that you and Thomas' adjutant Jacob "I'm very familiar with it. You need to go over this matter." He said and threw a thumb-sized storage device to Chuansen.
"Sir Sanze, a humble person speaks lightly, General Thomas may not..." Chuansen hesitated.
"Thomas is responsible for the safety and stability of the living area. You just need to give him the information," Sanze said tiredly while lying on the sofa.
Chuansen and Modi saw Mr. Sanze lying on the sofa and closed his eyes. After waiting for a while, they whispered, "Sir Sanze, if there is nothing else, we will leave first."
With that said, Chuansen and Modi slowly bowed and retreated. After the two left the office, Sangze slowly opened his eyes and looked at the disappearing figures of the two men, changing his tired state.
Sangze waved, and the man who had been standing quietly behind him immediately stepped forward.
After Chuansen and Modi came out of the office, they walked to the restaurant downstairs.
"It seems it's not dinner time yet," Chuansen said after looking at the time.
"You helped me, why don't I give you a reward?" Modi happily rubbed his still swollen cheeks, "You are so cruel."
"If you're not cruel, can you fool Sangze?" Chuansen said angrily.
"By the way, why did Mr. Sanze ask you to find General Thomas?" Modi was a little curious. After all, Thomas held a high position. He was not only one of the twelve members of Congress, but also the deputy commander of the garrison, responsible for the security and stability of all living areas.
"Mr. Sanze belongs to the White Faction, and Thomas belongs to the Black Faction. The two factions have been fighting openly and secretly for hundreds of years. This time, matters related to the rebels should have fallen under the jurisdiction of General Thomas. If Mr. Sanze rashly goes to tell General Thomas , Not to mention some falls, and some have crossed the line," Chuansen guessed.
"It makes sense, your brain is better." Modi smiled and said, "I'd better focus on drinking."
The restaurant was relatively deserted, perhaps because it was not time for dinner yet. Modi ordered a bottle of brandy and drank it himself. He knew that Chuansen did not drink during the day.
Chuansen ate the snacks on the table. The snacks were very simple, including French fries, chicken wings, and a
Some synthetic beans.
"By the way, Mr. Sanze asked you to pick up someone in Area A7 before. I see you brought many brothers with you." Chuansen lay on the back of the chair and asked, "Who are you picking up? It's such a big battle." ".
"This is a secret. Mr. Sangze has issued a hush-hush order. If anyone dares to tell it..." As he spoke, Modi cut his chest mysteriously with his hand.
"Don't come here with these useless things. I heard from a brother two days ago that he was a person of great status, which made you nervous the whole time." Chuansen calmly joked, "You are still here with me." Pretend to be mysterious in front of me, and if you do something wrong next time, don’t expect me to help you.”
"Oh, don't, don't, don't, let me tell you, you promise not to tell anyone." Modi's eyes rolled. Anyway, there were about ten brothers when he picked someone up. Who can guarantee that he drank too much and didn't tell anyone? Besides, Okay, the mission has been completed. It's not worth offending Chuansen over this matter.
"Forget it, why don't you stop telling me and just take this secret into the coffin," Chuansen said with a dull and lost interest.
"Tell me about it." Modi looked around subconsciously. When he found that there was no one there, he approached Chuansen and whispered, "It's a historian named Bai Jingjing, and she has a daughter named Bai Zinuo."
"Historian? Are you going to do academic work?" Chuansen was a little surprised.
"I was bored in the car, so I chatted with this Bai Jingjing for a few words. She said that she found a doubt while checking historical documents."
"What's the suspicion?"
"It seems to be called a special service brigade. This special service brigade is composed entirely of people with abilities."
"It seems there is such an organization"
"You know the "Superhuman Restraining Order" right?"
"I know, I'm not illiterate." Chuansen recalled what was said in the textbook when he was in school: "During the military era, in order to restrain people with abilities, the military issued the "Superhuman Restriction Order." At that time, the special service brigade also suppressed some abilities. What about the resistance of those who
"What happens after that?" Modi asked.
"I didn't know about it after that, and it wasn't mentioned in the textbooks," Chuansen said in confusion.
"That's the problem. A powerful team disappeared like this. There is no record of this team in any public documents," Modi said mysteriously.
"Did the military disband them? Or execute them?" Chuansen guessed.
"How is it possible? The command of the special service brigade belongs to the military. How could the military break this sharp knife?" After saying this, Modi looked at Chuansen expectantly.
"You just get to the point, and you're going to whet my appetite with gossip," Chuansen said, pretending to be impatient, as he couldn't guess what Modi was thinking.
"That Bai Jingjing searched for a lot of information and visited many places before she found a clue in a diary of an officer three hundred years ago."
"Diary? What an ancient thing." Chuansen felt a little sad after hearing this.
For people of their time, it was rare to see anything on paper, let alone a handwritten diary.
"Yes, it was mentioned above that after the special service team completed the final suppression mission, they collectively entered the dormant chamber, and the officer was the person responsible for supervising their entry into the dormant chamber." Modi shrugged and said, "Isn't it amazing?"
Hearing this, Chuansen seemed to have caught something. Somehow, he realized that there seemed to be something important hidden in it.
"This happened more than 300 years ago. Why should it be kept secret?" Chuansen frowned. He really didn't know what was worth keeping secret.
"Yes, I asked Bai Jingjing that too, but Bai Jingjing just said..." At this point, Modi hesitated.
"What did she say?" Chuansen felt that the answer he wanted to grasp must be in what Bai Jingjing said.
"She said..." Modi frowned, looked around again and then lowered his voice and said, "She said that the era of the Skull and Bones Society is about to pass, and the Tiangong will return to the military era."
Modi's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Chuansen's head. All the mysteries were finally solved. What he had been trying to grasp just now was like a breeze that suddenly made him enlightened.
Yes, the reason why Sangze controlled Bai Jingjing so carefully was because he didn't want Bai Jingjing to tell the truth about the secret service brigade going into hibernation. If this matter was known to the revolutionary army, the Tiangong would be disrupted.
The Special Service Brigade belongs to the military. Once the Special Service Brigade is awakened and learns that the Skull and Bones Society controls the Tiangong, the strength of the Special Service Brigade will inevitably pose a huge threat to the Skull and Bones Society.
You must know that the predecessors of the Revolutionary Army were soldiers who were loyal to the military. With the addition of people with abilities like the Special Service Brigade, if the Revolutionary Army raises its arms in major civilian areas, the rule of the Skull and Bones Society will collapse in an instant.
Thinking of this, the hairs all over his body stood up and his back was wet with sweat. This information was too important for the revolutionary army.
"Chuan Sen, Chuan Sen." Modi saw sweat on Chuan Sen's forehead and was a little confused.
"What?" Chuansen came back to his senses and looked at Modi.
"I think there's something wrong with you. You're distracted as you listen. There's sweat on your forehead. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No, it's just a little hot." Chuansen raised his hand to wipe his sweat.
"Is it hot?" Modi looked up at the fresh air system on the ceiling, then looked at his own clothes and Chuansen's clothes and asked puzzledly, "Are you suffering from kidney deficiency?"
"Okay, you drink slowly, I'll go to the hospital to get medicine." After saying that, Chuansen walked towards the door.
Modi was the only one left in the restaurant, looking blankly at Chuansen's leaving figure, "Sure enough, he has kidney deficiency."
…
Chuansen sat on a bench in the hospital lobby, waiting for his number to be called. There were not many people in the lobby and it was bustling, but it was not important to him. His mind was still immersed in the secret he just learned from Modi.
An old man slowly walked to the bench next to Chuansen and sat down. He turned on the electronic screen on his palm and looked at the news leisurely, obviously waiting for his number to be called.
"Why didn't you report to me about transporting the inhibitor?" the old man said slowly, as if talking to himself.
The old man's voice brought Chuansen back to reality. He did not turn his head to look at the old man, but looked up at the hurried pedestrians in front of him. The corner of his mouth moved slightly, "My brother is responsible for the transportation."
"Didn't you succeed?" Chuansen murmured.
"So what has Sanze done recently?"
"Sir Sanze learned that the Revolutionary Army will make new moves in the near future and asked me to pass the information to Thomas."
"He is testing you," the old man said after thinking for a while.
Chuansen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Modi picked up a person named Bai Jingjing from Area A7 some time ago. She mastered a secret related to the special service team three hundred years ago."
"Special Service Brigade..." the old man muttered with his eyebrows raised.
"The special service team is very likely to be dormant. The reason why Mr. Sanze controlled Bai Jingjing is because he was afraid that you would awaken those ability users."
A glimmer of light flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he said in a deep voice, "You call him Mr. Sanze... Sen, can I still trust you?"
Chuansen took a deep breath and stood up and walked forward. Chuansen's name was displayed on the screen in front of him.
"Can"