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"Dimitri, that kid is quite thoughtful. If he had planned to target us from the beginning, he might have already prepared a plan from the beginning of his contact with us."

Wait, is this something we can talk about now?

Talking bad about them on their territory is obviously not a wise move, right?

"Don't worry, no listening equipment has been found yet, unless of course they use old tape equipment that produces almost no stray electromagnetic interference."

Kalinin, who saw me looking around, waved his hand and told me not to be nervous. Perhaps he had already verified the safety of the current environment in some way?

"He has been searching for information on me related to naval deployment, but I think you should also feel it..."

"I have some arrangements. We need to act separately when necessary, and we must consider being able to cover each other..."

Kalinin seemed to have thought of something, talking about some arrangements intermittently. Judging from the order of his words, he should be constantly changing his thoughts.

"Of course, you don't need to deliberately suspect anything. It's possible that I'm just being selfish, but you..."

"We must respond flexibly at critical moments..."

"Gerdivia, Gerdivia!"

I thought about what it was that made me feel strange. I passed a bar before and there was a promotional leaflet for a company on it.

Neatly stacked together, it looks like they were placed there temporarily to prepare for some activity.

"Gerdivia?"

"Why are you so nagging all of a sudden?"

Kalinin raised his eyebrows, appearing unprepared for my sudden attack, and stared at me with a disgusted expression.

What does it seem to be called, Gerdivia Royal Car?

Such a leaflet, placed on the dining table in the reception area of ​​a military unit, does not make people think about whether the two are related or not. The style alone cannot be consistent.

"Do you know the company Gerdivia Royal Automobile?"

"Royal Vehicle Manufacturing of Gerdivia."

"Yes, yes, yes, that's the name."

Kalinin suddenly put down the spoon in his hand, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little solid.

"You, where did you see this name?"

"On the bar outside, there is a stack of promotional posters arranged neatly."

"What's wrong?"

Did I say something wrong?

Or is there something wrong with this company?

This pastry is not delicious, it is hard, and the filling inside is not as delicious as the ice lumps just now.

"I didn't tell you before that the source of the leak of the batch of power armors that caused the campus attack was this Gerdivia Royal Vehicle Manufacturing Storage Factory."

"Wha...what?"

In other words... maybe this place is related to this company, and this company is directly related to the attack on campus?

Then... wait!

"One of the important purposes of our coming here this time is to investigate the factories of this industry and the warehouse where the incident occurred."

"According to intelligence, Gerdivia Royal Vehicle Manufacturing is jointly controlled by Gerdivia Royal Group and Gear Interstellar Metal. Among them, Gerdivia Royal Holdings and the remnants of the former Federation are inextricably linked."

That's right, even the name is called Gerdivia Royal or something. After all, it is the former administrative capital of the federation. It is to be expected that the behemoth will die but not freeze.

"Since you see this here, it means that we came at the right time this time, but we came a little too fiercely and rushed directly into the depths."

Kalinin continued to type something on the terminal, but he did not activate the holographic projection, and I had no way of knowing its contents.

"Now that we're deeply involved, it's better to discover it sooner or to take countermeasures earlier."

"Now I have to think about how to deal with the relationship with Dimitri. I don't know if this guy is involved in it, and in what capacity... Also, remember you..."

"Crack!"

The sound of the door opening blocked Kalinin's words and my thoughts at the same time. The army-looking man who had guided us before slowly came in pushing a dining cart.

"I wonder if tonight's meal is still suitable for the two distinguished guests?"

Calm down, calm down, don't be scared by him, keep your face and breathing consistent, don't inhale too hard...

"Fortunately, the nut risotto is a bit too salty. Maybe the soup base is boiled too hard."

Kalinin didn't show any signs. Instead, he grabbed the spoon he had just put down, calmly scooped up another spoonful of risotto and pretended to eat it.

"It's really, really bad hospitality."

"Now I'm pouring wine for you two. Bristaro in the 11 Rainy Season, a gold label from the collection, please enjoy it."

The hands holding the bottle were handed to us as a signal, and the bright golden label reflected the three-color light under the light.

"Oh, Gold Label, Dimitri really spent a lot of money."

"Try it. The small glass of wine in your hand is the closest you will ever get to the aristocracy."

It's sour and bitter. Do nobles drink this stuff?

I think I am more suitable for drinking cheap fruit wine and sweet wine. This type of red wine labeled with any label and only poured a little at a time may be a bit too advanced for me.

"After dinner later, we have arranged accommodation for you two. I wonder how many days you two will need to stay here temporarily?"

While helping Kalinin refill the wine, he removed our finished dinner plates from the table to the dining car.

This guy acted more like a professional bartender than a person with some functional job. Everything he did was impeccable, at least as a qualified sommelier.

But there is no problem. Isn’t that a problem in itself?

Although I admit that there are some elements of looking for trouble in it, this look must be the traces of relevant training in this area.

For example, his right hand is always lower than his left hand. Whether he is pouring wine or arranging plates, I have never seen his right hand raised high.

Even when exchanging hands, the right hand will be lowered first to avoid violating the rule I just summarized.

There is some higher-level logic that instinctively restricts his behavior, and the person involved has no awareness or feeling about it.

"What's wrong? Did you get something on my clothes?"

After noticing my gaze, the person in front of me seemed a little surprised. I should pay more attention. At least when I think about it in the future, I should divert my attention to other places, or make up a topic to deal with it first, right?

"Well, no, I was wondering how much the wine just now was worth."

Money is always a good excuse to use some sensational words to improve the atmosphere and use your own playfulness to avoid arousing unnecessary suspicion.

"It tastes sour, but the teacher told me that this is the closest I've ever been to a noble. I'm very suspicious..."

"Haha, so you kid can't be a noble."

Kalinin was very cooperative and started to fight with me, and the people in army uniforms had no choice but to laugh together and start working again.

But this guy's reaction seemed a bit too intense. A normal person would not look at me with a straight face and wait for my answer after asking what was going on. Nor would the atmosphere between him and the distinguished guest become tense because of such a small episode. stiff.

Only when you are really wrong will you react violently when you are suspected.

In other words, there is something hidden in that position of this guy’s waist!

"Alas, your distinguished guest is too anxious."

No matter what, he was still paying attention to me with his peripheral vision, but the stiff sneer just now had actually revealed it.

Kalinin glanced at me, his eyes twitching slightly with hints:

He's going to take action!

"Staring at me all the time will make you feel a little shy..."

枪！

He lifted up his coat, grasped the dangerous weapon clipped to his belt, and smiled at us.

Therefore, this guy is the one who is here to execute us!

"It's a pity. I originally wanted to communicate with you two, but your adjutant is obviously a little too anxious."

"Is it Dimitri?"

"I'm afraid you guessed it wrong, but it doesn't matter. Whether you know it or not will not affect the current outcome."

I leaned towards Kalinin, but the gun in front of me was pointed at me, as if it would fire at any time.

Damn it, it's all my fault, if only I could be more restrained, if only my movements weren't so obvious.

If I didn't rush to force him just now, damn it, I didn't even think about forcing him, why did it end up like this!

"Didn't you say that they don't dare to attack us directly?"

I can only move closer to Kalinin when he pays attention to him. Being closer is always more promising!

"It's meaningless to say this now. I'll attract his attention later. You..."

"Oops, what are you two whispering about? If you don't mind, why don't you tell us and we can refer to it together?"

Gotta find a way, he's staring at Kalinin, right now!

"It's a pity that we have to say goodbye just after we met..."

First think of a way to pin his hand, and then think of a way to control the gun...

"cut!"

I just learned it, but I didn’t expect to use it now!

No, this guy is stronger than me and can't hold it down!

"Hit my waist, pry my hands off, hold my gun down, but have you considered dealing with my knees?"

Finished!

"Ahem!"

The violent shaking caused severe pain in my chest, and the strong sense of displacement made me unable to resist.

There was no blow to the head and he could barely stay awake. He probably hit me in the chest with his knee and kicked me away...

"Oh...ahem!"

The naval cadets and the army engage in hand-to-hand combat... I thought it was a bit too simple...

"After eating, let's consider getting on the road!"

No, wait, if you get shot here, you will really die this time!

"Oh...ahem!"

Kalinin, you...

If you don't do anything anymore, if you don't do anything anymore...

"Snapped!"

Happy New Year to everyone~