Silent Killing

“Except the nickname, the Bluewater Port’s naval base was attacked by an unknown person.

“Give me a newspaper.”

“Yes, sir.”

When Zuo Qingcang took the newspaper, the first thing he saw was the blue water port explosion on the front page. It also printed a picture of the port before.

Of course, what exactly the military port became yesterday, I am afraid no one knows better than Zuo Qingcang. He almost destroyed the entire port and 18 warships.

However, the newspaper said it very euphemistically. There was no mention of monsters or attacks. It was only said that the explosives put in the weapon stockpiles exploded unexpectedly without much loss.

‘Official and cliché official tone, concealing facts in order to reduce panic. ‘

The content of the report was similar to what Zuo Qingcang had expected. After glancing a little over the rest of the newspaper, a young maid had come to his table: “Sir, this is the hot milk and bread you want.”

“Um.” Zuo Qingcang nodded, suddenly put down the newspaper, and saw that he still did not leave, but the blushing maid said, “Is something wrong?”

“Well, can you tell me the news, I can’t read.”

Zuo Qingcang asked: “Great Qi people?”

“No, I’m Atlantis,” said the girl proudly.

During the period of Zuo Zhicheng, most of the old people in the colonies still regarded themselves as Great Qi people, but since the establishment of Atlantis, especially the young people born after the beginning of the First World War, they were often Atlantis Self-righteousness.

Zuo Qingcang nodded, and read the contents of the newspaper to the young girl. The young girl happily said, “It’s great, these foreign devils finally came to retribution. It is best to blow them all up.”

When she lowered her head, she found milk and bread. And Zuo Qingcang has disappeared.

“Mr?”

……

Zuo Qingcang has already set off on his way to Beihuang, where he will contact the old ministry and decide on the next development direction.

On the third day that Zuo Qingcang left Blue Water Port. Special agents from the Ministry of Magic have arrived before the ruins of the military harbor.

Du Wen, City Lord of Blue Water City, stood with sweat on his side, and his fat and fat head kept looking at the ground. It seems that there is the center of the world.

“No clues?”

A soft voice sounded in Du Wen’s ear, and he reluctantly raised his head, looking at the fire red silhouette in front of him, and said, “Sorry, sir, the time is too short, we have no time to …

The silhouette of fire red interrupted him: “Don’t tell me what time, I’m coming all the way from Imperial Capital and not listening to you. Give me all the housing records for this month, the alien registration, and let all the police give their full names Troubleshoot. I know everything that happened in the past three days. “

“I see, sir.”

Looking at the red coat of arms behind the other person, Du Wen buried his head deeply, because that coat of arms and the person it represented.

The Red Sage Hussein, one of the five sages of the Empire.

‘The blue water port is indeed very bad in the world. It can be said to be the worst terrorist attack in five years, but it has sent out five sage-level mages. Why? ‘The more Du Wen thought the more sweat on his head:’ Is it … the Great Qi’s hand? Are you going to fight again? ‘

Hussein in a scarlet robe walked into the ruins, squatted down under a huge piece of broken rock, watching the burning traces in front of him, and he cautiously touched his hands.

“At least 3000 degrees or more.” Hussein frowned: “Is it Sun Feibai? But he should not have such a large-scale blasting ability.”

“Maybe there are firemen,” said Richard, a Level 2 special agent from the Ministry of Magic.

Hussein touched his chin and said, “Is it the Fire Palace? If they both came, what would they do? It was so disruptive. I’m afraid they wouldn’t be able to recover for a few months. Norman They are leading a squad to suppress the Northern Rebels. What do they mean by this time? “

Richard speculated: “Maybe, want us to take our attention away?”

“Then they have miscalculated it.” Hussein stood up. “Send someone to protect the scene. Let the police gather evidence to inform me of any small possibility.”

“Yes!”

“Sir!” Just then, a blond man gasping for breath ran over: “Sir, Earl Hotel found it.”

Half an hour later, the Earl Hotel is on the third floor, in a luxurious suite.

Hussein’s fingers stroked the bed sheet in front of him. Behind him, Level 2 special agent Richard reported: “The woman’s psychoanalysis has come out, acute mild schizophrenia. We suspect that he has suffered A mind attack by a martial artist above Mortal Manifestation. “

“Is the mind attacking? It’s a dirty way.” Hussein smiled dismissively. “Can you ask anything?”

“The guy in the interrogation department asked me to ask you, Lord, can they get started? Ordinary means may not restore his memory.”

Hussein frowned: “Don’t move this woman. It doesn’t make sense.”

“Why?” Richard puzzled: “Sir, if you are afraid to be inspected and reported by them. I can do this privately …”

“Do you think I would be afraid of those crap reports?” Hussein walked into the study, glanced over the neat, almost spotless study, and said, “This person will not let you ask clues. That woman knows absolutely nothing. “

Hussein took a deep breath: “Can’t you feel it? This guy is calm, cunning, cautiously excessive.”

He got down and sniffed the carpet: “Even he didn’t leave any footprints. If he hadn’t cleaned it up too much, or even he didn’t agree with the usual habits of the cleaners, he had few weak spots in this regard.

If it weren’t for the heat flow meter, we would have lost him. “

“We met our opponent, Richard.” Hussein pulled the sheets apart, as he expected, without even a strand of hair on the bed: “He was very careful, very careful, he was familiar with the state of the hunt. I’m afraid he left. No one in the entire hotel can see it. “

“Yes,” Richard said dumbly, “but we haven’t visited the visitor yet, maybe someone saw it.”

“It’s just a waste of time. This guy is professional. Those civilian answers will only mislead us in our search.” Hussein went to the bathroom and looked at the bathtub in front of him, his brows frowned.

“What’s wrong, sir?”

“Did you not feel it?” Hussein looked at Richard in surprise, turned his head and looked towards the bathtub: “The smell of evil, and the smell of death and blood, this guy absolutely killed a lot of people.”

Richard looked at the bathtub in front of him strangely, and he could feel nothing.

“Putting the main search power on levels and traffic, I’m afraid he has left Blue Water Port.”