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"You did this?"

Ireland was a little surprised.

Okiya Subaru also faintly showed a dignified look:

"Even the urban transportation system can be controlled at will..."

"Are you from the Japanese police?"

"I'm not." The mechanical male voice replied:

"However, speaking of the Japanese police..."

"Mr. Ireland, please slow down and pass the road ahead, and be careful not to break the law by speeding."

"After arriving at the Mihua Avenue Interchange, turn right to the direction of Cupo and enter the elevated road."

"Huh?" Ireland was slightly taken aback.

Today, when the navigator is far from coming out.

He was still a little unaccustomed to this kind of command and micromanagement.

At this time, only the mechanical male voice explained:

"There are large groups of Japanese public security forces operating in the nearby area."

"If you continue to drive at high speeds, you're just drawing unwanted attention to them."

"And the fastest escape route to avoid them is the elevated road leading to Cuphu."

"This..." Ireland was even more surprised:

This mysterious person... even knows the location of the Japanese police?

Can he even plan the best escape route for him at the right time according to the activity area of ​​the Japanese police?

Who is he, and why is he so powerful?

"Okay... I slow down."

I'm afraid Ireland didn't even notice that the mysterious man had gradually established a reliable image in his heart.

After a brief hesitation, he still chose to obey the other party.

I saw Ireland slowing down slowly.

Disguise yourself as an ordinary vehicle on the road.

Then, almost half a minute later...

A huge convoy of more than a dozen cars suddenly rushed out from the intersection next to it.

Then it drove past Ireland in a mighty way.

Completely ignored him.

"hiss…"

Ireland gasped.

If he didn't follow the suggestion of the mechanical male voice just now, and was still on the road.

Then he has probably exposed his identity in front of these Japanese policemen by now, and was escorted by dozens of guns to eat pork chop rice.

"thanks…"

Ireland thanked the phone.

He felt more and more that the energy in the hands of this mysterious man was really unfathomable.

Such a guy with great supernatural powers, I am afraid that he is really capable of helping him.

"But I still have to ask..."

"who are you?"

Ireland is still very worried.

"It does not matter."

The other party answered mechanically.

"You must at least give me a name."

"I don't want to work with a guy who can't even say his name."

Ireland is making the last insistence:

"The name of your organization—don't tell me, you have such a powerful intelligence capability, and there is no organization behind you."

"And your name."

"I have to know."

"Is the name..."

The mechanical male voice hesitated for a while:

"Our organization has no name."

Is really not.

The "M78" proposed by someone was killed by several other members of the organization early on.

Since then, the organization has never started formal preparations.

Everyone didn't bother to name it.

"I still have a name, though."

Only the mechanical male voice said solemnly:

"Mr. Ireland, you can call me..."

"Noah."

.......................................

a moment ago.

"Noah..."

"Mr. Lin, your proposal is not bad."

On the phone, Noah's Ark gave a satisfactory response:

"Just use 'Noah' as ​​my code name to show people."

"I like it so much."

It was originally called "Noah's Ark".

Of course, I don't hate the code name "Noah".

And Noah, as a legendary hero who could foresee the danger in advance after receiving the oracle, and saved mankind before the flood.

The implication behind this name is also very consistent with the "crime prediction system" it designed.

"Shinichi, I didn't expect you to be able to make serious suggestions~"

Belmode looked over in surprise:

"Noah...that's a good name."

"Although it is directly intercepted from its original name."

"But at least it's not from Ultraman—"

"If you really use this kind of childish thing to replace the members of the organization, I'm afraid no one will join this organization."

Lin Xinyi: "Ah..."

He looked a little embarrassed.

"Haha... yes, that's right..."

"This has absolutely nothing to do with Ultraman."

Good thing...it's still 1996.

Let's talk about it in a few years.

"Xinyi." At this moment, Belmode asked again with great interest: "Why don't you give me a code name too?"

As she spoke, she deliberately emphasized:

"No Ultraman."

"Something like 'Noah'."

"Uh... ok."

Lin Xinyi thought about it seriously:

"Sister, what do you think of this name..."

"Bella?"

"Belia?" Belmode was slightly taken aback:

Su Lian, the spy chief?

"It's not... it's Beria, Belial."

Lin Xinyi corrected his pronunciation.

"The demon king of hell in the Dead Sea documents?"

Belmode thought about it seriously:

"The leader of the treasonous conspiracy..."

"A fallen angel...?"

After thinking about it, she suddenly smiled:

"very good."