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She didn't say the second half of the sentence, but her expression became serious, and there was even a cold killing intent in her eyes.

"In terms of the prototype, it seems to be a normal whale, but after discovering the expedition team, it immediately chose to avoid and detour to avoid tracking, showing extremely high wisdom." The old butler thought for a while. , explained: "And we didn't find that it has a strong desire to attack, and its living habits are almost the same as normal blue whales, so it is more likely to be a purely individual mutant creature."

The expression of the Duchess of Westminster softened a little. She pointed at the armrest, and looked away after a while: "Keep looking, keep monitoring, and don't take the initiative to approach and hurt it."

"Yes... if it is a scientific researcher who applies for research on it, is it allowed?"

"As long as it doesn't hurt it, yes." The Duchess of Westminster raised her hand to support her face, looking at the road view outside the car window: "If the ecological circle of a planet recognizes that there is a special breakthrough For the sake of ecological balance, some individuals will be born normally or mutated to maintain balance. This whale may be such a normal mutated individual, and the research will not be of great significance.”

She clearly believes in the Gaia hypothesis, that the blue star is a self-regulating, living organism.

In fact, in her cognition, although the ecological circle does not have a very complex and exquisite independent consciousness, it has a response similar to the subconscious of the group. Blue Star's Gaia hypothesis was proposed by a British professor in the 60s of the last century , considering her presence in the British region, one can imagine where the professor got the inspiration and support from.

Jiaziyu monitors the atmosphere, polar ice caps, lithosphere and ocean of Blue Star all the year round, spends a lot of money on related scientific research every year, and even promotes the environmental protection movement in the entire western world behind the scenes. All of this is The goal of the continuation of the Westminster family.

No one knows what they are for, but it is clear that they have done a good job so far.

Except for extreme environmentalism or small animal protection, that's not what they expected...

Just when the old butler was about to say something, the car suddenly stopped, and the screeching brakes sounded.

Her car just happened to be at an intersection, and a light van that rushed in diagonally did not know whether it was a breakdown or an accident due to non-compliance with traffic rules, and it crashed into another car in a very exaggerated way. The front of the station wagon passing by was twisted and collapsed, and the two collided cars were pushed away by the huge impact force, and the parts were scattered all over the intersection.

This unfortunate car accident happened next to the Duchess of Westminster's car. The traffic at the intersection came to a standstill. The traffic police who happened to be nearby shouted to save people. Blood dripped down the crack of the car door, and the ground There are dark brown oil stains slowly blooming.

The old butler watched the scene silently, and after a few seconds said softly: "It should be a normal accident."

The eyes of the Duchess of Westminster flickered: "Not necessarily..."

The two vehicles that collided were not large in size, but the goods transported by the van seemed to be some kind of flammable and explosive materials, and the boxes that were overturned on the ground were still labeled with caution and flammable and explosive labels.

The body of the station wagon that was hit on the other side was twisted, emitting a little smoke, sparks sprinkled from the broken part of the bottom of the car, and began to flow along the spreading oil stains.

The driver of the minivan was dragged out covered in blood, and then there was the terrified voice of the traffic police, who kept yelling at the people around to back off—the flames spreading along the oil stains didn’t look real in daytime, they were indistinct , Occasionally, only a certain outline of yellow and blue is glimpsed, but the transpiration and twisted air is actually presented in front of everyone's sight.

Before everyone could react, they had already ignited the van loaded with goods, and the burning flames began to climb up the white truck body.

On the back seat of the station wagon, the cry of a child came from the twisted door, calling for its mother constantly, but the child's mother was still stuck in the driver's seat of the station wagon, with her head down on the steering wheel on, with disheveled hair.

Some people stopped to watch the excitement, and some wanted to save people, but more people who were close started to panic and run out.

A daring street shopkeeper brought a fire extinguisher, trying in vain to extinguish the spreading flames, but more flames climbed up around them, enclosing both cars.

The Duchess of Westminster's car turned its wheels and moved backwards, but it only moved back a little before stopping again.

The car door was opened, and a slender arm with white lace gloves stretched out from the door. It seemed that the people in the car wanted to get out of the car, and the slender feet that were sitting on the side were only showing a little shadow.

At this moment, a stream of light hit, followed by a sharp and ear-piercing "咻——" sound.

The hand with the lace gloves stopped moving, and suddenly made a fist, and the air wave visible to the naked eye shook away from the car door.

The incoming streamer was frozen at the moment it collided with the air wave, as if the flow of time was slowed down.

The slender silver-white bullet collided with the invisible barrier, the sharp bullet rotated but could not advance an inch, a little twisted, deformed, and was flattened by its own powerful impact, and finally looked like a drop of water The flowers are splashed and scattered like that.

At the same time, the child's mournful cries were enveloped by the gradually rising wall of fire, and a red figure walked up from the screaming and running crowd, pulled out a belt from his waist, and wrapped it around the lamppost next to him, Jump over the wall of fire with a gymnast-like jump and crash right next to the station wagon.

A woman with black hair and black eyes grabbed the twisted and deformed station wagon door with her bare hands, and pulled it hard. Accompanied by the creaking sound of twisted metal, the sunken door was pulled open abruptly and flew away, touching the firelight on the ground. It swirled and slid away, making a loud noise.

The innocent mother in the car seemed to be awakened by this, and raised her head with blood on her face. After a little reflection of the current situation, she almost subconsciously begged someone to come, and pointed her other hand at the back seat of the station wagon, hoping that she would put her child rescued.

The girl in the red skirt walked over sideways, smashed the window glass of the rear seat with a punch, and dragged the child who was fixed on the child safety seat inside and the whole fixed safety seat. Her face, but her eyes were as frozen as ice, without any fluctuation.

Just when she was carrying the child and turned around to save someone, the mother's expression suddenly became anxious, and what was reflected in her eyes was the roaring flames from the body of the overturned van next to her.

The girl in the red skirt was suddenly pushed away by a pair of blood-stained hands. The mother's face was about to cry, but it was not fear or pain, but an eagerness that was almost ferocious, shouting at the top of her voice, making her cry. She is farther away from herself.

The fire light came from the other side where the girl in the red skirt was standing, and rushed towards the poor mother who was stuck in the driver's seat. The bright fire light became clear even in daylight, with the bright orange color of black smoke Like a flame giant standing upright, it swelled to a height of three or four meters, and the tongue of flame licked towards the station wagon.

Then, a slender foot wearing white silk pantyhose and black high-heeled shoes protruded from the car not far away and stepped on the ground——At that moment, the whistling fire seemed to be frozen, It only inflated for a while and then dimmed. The shrinking wall of fire only left a circle of rushing airflow. It seemed that the ferocious fire before was an illusion.

The girl in the red skirt looked back slightly. The foot protruding from the car was long and well-proportioned. There were silk pantyhose with delicate lace on the knee.

Slightly lowering her eyes, the girl in the red dress turned her head, put the child on the roof of the car, grabbed the twisted corners of the car with her hand, and forcibly pulled away the part that was depressed by the leg, and immediately pulled off the seat belt, and the child would be stuck in the car. The mother inside pulled it out and held it in her arms.

Blood flowed down the injured mother's thigh, dyeing her red dress dark, sticky like a horror movie, but this did not damage the image of the girl in the red dress. Just like the real Blood Rose, she has a breathtaking charm at the moment, and her heroic appearance is too heroic.

The child was held in the arms of the mother in her hands, and the woman in the red skirt bent her knees slightly, stepped on the wreckage of the car body and jumped out of the fire wall, falling into the crowd on the street in the posture of a superhero landing.

The gradually diminishing flames made many spectators slow down their fleeing pace. Some people turned their heads to see this scene and shouted in surprise, and then there were sparse applause from the onlookers—after a short while, the applause became warm and violent, mixed with Screaming and yelling, most people cheered up, as if what they saw was not the scene of a tragic car accident.

The protruding foot of the Bentley was retracted, the door was closed again, and it slowly backed up and changed a road, driving silently into the distance.

The woman in the red dress who handed over the injured mother and child to the traffic police squinted at the back of the car, thinking.

It was a brown-red Bentley, the model was quite retro, and the car logo on the top was not the Bentley logo, but a shield-shaped stand engraved with the British red dragon flag, and there was a small car logo on the roof. A bump that looks like a small device that can be plugged into something.

If this kind of car is driven in Britain, it should have attracted the attention of countless people—the mounting position on the roof should be used to insert the flag of the British royal family, and a Bentley that can have such a mounting position, the entire blue There are only two stars.

One is the car of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth, which is a special car for the royal family.

The other one is the car of the Duchess of Westminster—the Duke of Vera Grosvenor, a British hereditary nobleman, military officer, honorary president of a university, and the richest man in Britain.

In theory, it is not unusual for the other party to appear in France. After all, the distance between countries in continental Europe is too short. If you put it in the Republic, it is almost like inter-province. Guangxi Province, and France is only as big as Shuchuan, and Germany is only equivalent to Dian Province.

Although the size of the country is not the main factor that determines national strength, in today's general environment, such a little strategic depth is ultimately at a disadvantage, with insufficient development potential and serious constraints in the future.

In contrast, the richest man from Britain at sunset seems to be far less powerful than Bernice Mellon in Millikin. After all, the main assets of the Duke of Westminster's family are actually the four One-third of the London land, not 780 billion properties on the surface.

But the girl in the red skirt knew that this person had a large dark world organization called Jiaziyu, which controlled more unknown assets, and what was exposed was only the tip of the iceberg.

Looking back at the scene of the car accident that started to burn again, and then looking up at the surrounding high-rise buildings, the girl in the red skirt seemed to understand something—the scene of the flames being suppressed before was probably not a so-called illusion.

Just like this seemingly accidental car accident, it was not a complete coincidence.

But so what?It looks like some people today are not getting what they want, and that's enough.

The girl in the red dress covered her blood-soaked skirt, put on the wide-brimmed bohemian hat again, and disappeared into the corner of the street.

And just a few minutes after she left, a lady holding a black cat in her arms appeared on the scene, watching the blazing flames with great interest: "Compared to the previous red dragon queens, she is weaker." Too much... Heh, after all, this is Blue Star, and power that does not belong to this world is like water without roots, and will slowly dry up."

"Meow——" the black cat moved in her arms, echoed softly, and then turned to look at the news in the window on the street——

"The Republic will postpone the launch plan originally scheduled for 8:8 am tomorrow to [-]:[-] am the next day. It was originally planned that they will launch the second space station construction component at the Xiquan Satellite Launch Center. This component is named by the Republic as [Doushi] , is the experimental module of the Republic’s space station, but because of the intermittent eruption of special solar storms, many of the Republic’s satellites deviated from orbit, the state of the space station was unstable, and the launch plan had to be readjusted...』

The lady's ears moved, the impeccable elegance on her face was almost broken, and there seemed to be faintly visible blue veins on her forehead, and her aura became dangerous.

The black cat's eyes widened, looking at the broadcast signal and the content of the script that the host swore to read.

A moment later, there was a follow-up report in the news, and the host flipped through the manuscript expressionlessly: "The spokesperson of the Republic's aerospace department said that in order to ensure that there are enough satellites available, they will adjust the launch plan." , In the next 3 to 6 months, more than 20 satellites will be launched intensively, including the launch method of 5 satellites with one arrow. 』

"..."

"And they also admitted that the unconventional satellite crashes observed by astronomers before are also the property of the Republic. They were three remote sensing satellites originally used to remotely measure agricultural production information. Because they were affected by solar storms, they fell into the atmosphere and were damaged. It makes them feel very sorry..."

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PS: Heavy rain, thunder, Tongtianxiu...cough, it's like thunder and lightning, I was very scared, so I hid under the bed and shivered to sleep, touched...

PS2: continue tomorrow

Chapter 823 It's been 0806-0202 and there's still a power outage, Buddha...

[-]:[-] p.m. Fengjing Hotel Alia's room

"Stay up until three o'clock in the morning every day ~ sleep until four o'clock in the afternoon every day ~ get up to brush your teeth and wash your face when it is getting dark..."

Everyone who has been busy for a long time caught up with the morning sleep and regained their energy.

Alia, who was humming a song, also got up, washed herself in the mirror, and twisted her waist as if she had nothing to do.

"How long has it been since you saw the blue sky~ The person you like always appears in your dreams—"

Xiong Luoli hugged a little bear puppet, and passed behind her with disdain: "Don't watch those weird short videos all day long, okay..."

"Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrdrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr." Alia wiped her mouth: "Don't hear an interesting song all day long and say it's related to short videos, okay? How big is the market and you don’t have a clue?”

Although it looks really rustic, platforms like Doukuai are considered strong all over the world. They have hundreds of millions of active users per day. Aunt Dong's poor way of live broadcasting sells goods every minute. Could it be that Dong Auntie is attractive?

No, this is a real market created by their own user group, with unlimited potential.

Of course, Xiong Luoli is not ignorant of this. Her little head is very clear about these things. It is just that she doesn't care much about her family's industry. After all, the entertainment and cultural industry and her family's heavy industry are two different things. It can even be said that they are parallel lines that do not intersect.

At least for the time being, there is no intersection. Aunt Dong is able to bring goods and sell home appliances on platforms like Doukuai because their home appliances can match up with online sales anyway, and there is a possibility of this product line and limited sales.

How to sell Xiong Loli?Veterans, double-click 666 to see our self-produced super cruise?Want a wild nuclear-powered strategic-level big black fish?Or are you selling a few polished discount coupons for the wide-area silence aircraft carrier parked next to the island of worry-free to bask in the sun?

So Xiong Luoli turned a deaf ear to this, and just glanced at Alia: "Why, you finally started to understand business matters, and you are going to go back and inherit your family's billions of dollars?"

Aliya took out her AR glasses and put them on, feeling the long-lost real vision, and sighed: "What's the use of that money, even if there are hundreds of tons of gold in front of me, I don't have the slightest bit of gold in my heart." Bolan, even a little bit want to laugh."

The corner of Xiong Luoli's mouth twitched: "Even if you have waves, can you take them away?"

"Hey, you kid, why do you keep tearing me down?" Aliya said dissatisfied, "You can do well if you don't tell the truth, and how do you know that I can't take it away? Let me tell you, wait a while Go to Europa to see the Swan Castle or the Roast Duck Castle, I will find that strange ring, not to mention [-] tons of gold, and I will give it to you if you add a zero!"

Lian Hua walked in from the door, hugged Loli Xiong in her arms with a whoosh sound: "Aya, what ring?"

"It's nothing, we can't set up a flag for the time being. If we put it bluntly, the world line may change." Alia raised her hand and pushed the side of her glasses, looking like an old-fashioned teaching director: "Respect the goddess of fate."

Lianhua couldn't laugh or cry: "Aya, you always like to say these weird things."

The khaki wild man poked his head in from outside the door: "Is the eldest lady there?"

"Not here, guna!"

"Message from the National Academy of Sciences."

"Yes, yes, what's the good news?" Aliya hurried out, still wearing a light and cute nightgown: "Did you find something? The technology tree has advanced by leaps and bounds since then? Is the Gundam point out?"

"..." Khaki blinked wildly, and his shoulders slumped: "Miss, you are trying to harm me, why are you doing this?"

Yu Cixin entered the White Tiger Hall by mistake!

Aaliyah's pink nightgown was too cute and light--light to the point of being a little shy.

The outline of the underwear inside could be vaguely seen in the pink nightdress, as if a layer of gauze had been wrapped around her body, which was so alluring.

Ai Xiaoxian followed her khaki-colored wild gaze downwards, and then covered her chest insincerely, "Ah—" and said in a very resembling voice: "You hate! Pervert! H!"

One thing to say, she really didn't notice.

But it's still the same sentence, it's embarrassing whoever counsels at this time, not to mention that she has never counseled this aspect of things.