Son of the Tower

Because of this young man named Shinnosuke Hasegawa, the Royalist Party and Northernism established a stable communication channel in Nagano Prefecture, and no one has any objection to this communication channel—after all, the virology experts in southern Thailand led a large team of people. When they rushed over, almost half of the people in the first batch of villages and towns in Nagano Prefecture had lost their lives.

The rest are all serious illnesses, fever, herpes, and all the symptoms that Mars can feel his scalp go numb after looking at the photos.

A legend like Mars can feel his scalp tingle, not to mention the nobles who are close to Nagano Prefecture. They can be said to be happy to see such a communication channel, and they even give money and supplies to the medical team from southern Thailand. I am afraid that the disease will spread to their territory.

And the guerrilla commander who brought Mr. Xiaoxi Changzhi, the owner of Xibinglu, into Nagano County also died of illness. Mr. Changzhi met him before he died. He was already blind at that time, but his long-term combat experience still allowed him to hear footsteps.

"That was a real soldier, he heard my footsteps, smiled and said that it was good to know me, I was the most humane royalist he had ever seen, and it was my intelligence that allowed them to stop the virus in time It’s just that he still has regrets, because he failed to fulfill his ambition to liberate the four islands for the working people... and then he died.” Speaking of this, Mr. Changzhi glanced at Mr. Ishikawa: “Master Ishikawa heard For this matter, I personally went to Nagano County, met the northernist *** in the treatment center established by experts in southern Thailand, discussed and finalized the follow-up actions, including the establishment of the treatment center and treatment team in the area where experts in southern Thailand acted. Safe Mutual Trust Zone.”

"Mr. Changzhi took the risk because of his sense of responsibility, how about you?" Mars was very curious about this answer.

"I want to end the struggle against Northernism. Our four islands have little land, and there is a huge black area in the east, the old Fukushima Prefecture, and in the west, the entire Shikoku Island is also a black area, which belongs to the living place of our four islands. It’s not big, and why do we still have to fight for each other’s beliefs, whether it’s us or them, isn’t it all about getting enough to eat.” At this point, Mr. Ishikawa smiled: “The old secretary refuted My theory, but he also said that as long as the people can eat enough, as long as the children can read books, as long as the blockade can end, we can also have peace, the royalists and the northernists can build their own control areas, and then let the people Choose yourself."

"You agree?"

"Yes, I agree. I believe that the areas controlled by the Royalist Party have better economic strength. Under the control of our generation, suppressing the greed of companies and nobles, we can create a better future than Northernism. "There is enough confidence in Mr. Ishikawa's words.

Mars nodded - indeed, as long as the two sides stop fighting and use economic and development to confront each other, it will be a good thing for the people.

Because of this, Mars nodded: "I am willing to guarantee your oath."

"Then I would like to thank you. You are the first legendary lord who is willing to guarantee our oath. I believe the old secretary will be happy when he finds out. After all, he has praised you and said that you are the best northernist." Good seed."  …

"The old secretary is awesome." Mars smiled, and then he looked at the big screen: "Where is Claude Dauphin now, do you know?"

"I don't know, he probably really is a kind of loach. Our commando attacked all the important strongholds of their church in the west, and their backbones all said that they haven't seen him for a while."

"Then where did their virus come from?" Mars asked curiously.

"Let me take you to have a look." Mr. Konishi Changzhi finished speaking and put on his tower windbreaker. Mr. Mars and Mr. Ishikawa followed him down the stairs, entered the basement of the command center, and passed two scans In the underground prison with a strong tower style, Mars saw a man covered in bruises.

"The person in charge of Xilu Eastern United Pharmaceutical Company in Dongtu, all the church backbones pointed out that he gave the antidote and virus, saying that as long as they operate properly, they can get a large number of high-quality believers. We have confirmed that the medicine is real. efficient."

"So you sent those church members to the gallows?" Mars saw the end of those church members on the tablet.

"Yes, just like what the instructor said, keeping such a villain in the world will only cost you money." Having said that, Mr. Changzhi motioned to open the single-layer glass wall.

Now, the man saw them.

"Have you changed your mind today, Mr. George Dunwich?" asked Mr. Changzhi.

The vermilion lips of Mr. George Dunwich in his mouth parted slightly, and he gave a pooh.

"How did Westland Eastern United Pharmaceutical Company answer." Mars didn't see the content on the tablet.

"They immediately denied George Dunwich's status as a secondary director of the company, but we still maintain our suspicions, but George Dunwich doesn't speak up, and doubts can only be doubts." Mr. Ishikawa said here shaking Shaking his head: "George Dunwich is a tough man. The northernist torture experts have also been here. They and their colleagues can't do anything about him. We broke his bones and then treated him. This kind of broken bones The pain from bone and healing regeneration was enough to open any previous bony bony openings, but this one failed."

"He must be kept alive, right?" Mars swept Mr. George Dunwich's head with psionic energy after speaking.

"Eighteen ideological seals?" Mars looked at Mr. Changzhi.

The latter nodded: "This means that this second-level director may really be a dead chess player. Those who control and control him don't care about his life or death, as long as the secret is not known."

There are eighteen marks on the thought stamp, which means that this Mr. George Dunwich is probably not Mr. George Dunwich.

His memory, his thoughts, everything about him is likely to be transformed.

"We can only hope to find Claude Dauphin, but we can't find him anyway. The only thing that can be confirmed is that we have disembarked at the checkpoints at several major airports, and we have not found the guy who pretended to be. And the North The activists will also conduct inspections in their channels, and no matter what, we can’t let this loach escape again.” After Mr. Changzhi finished speaking, he looked at Mr. Ishikawa: “My lord, please tell us what our next plan is.”

"We are going to conduct a screening of the foreigners and the new arrivals. Considering that we only know that Claude Dauphin entered the four islands through an alias, he is a cunning guy, and we can only be more cunning than him."

"I will preside over this operation and force him out through my existence. After all, if I lead the team, he will die if he doesn't run away." Mars smiled.

Mr. Ishikawa and Mr. Changzhi also laughed: "Yes, and as long as he runs away, we can find clues about him through his previous records. The hidden guy is hard to find, but there is no place to hide." It's much easier to find a lost dog."

Mars approves of this approach: "Then when do we start to act."

"We need two days to fully arrange the surveillance operations for all foreigners. Before that, please invite the chief to witness the prosperity of Kyoto." Mr. Changzhi said here, and recommended a tour guide: "My great-granddaughter is a Kyoto expert. , do you want her to take your girl to play?"

"That's great. Chun said she hasn't been back for a long time, and she almost forgot how to get to her hometown." Mars accepted with a smile.

After all, the girls just sent a text message saying they beat someone up.

Mars would like to see how Miss Xiaoxi from Jingdu Tong will introduce the unlucky guy who was beaten into a pig's head.