Civilization Guardian Front

"Anyone can see the current predicament of the Blue Gang, but the top executives of the Blue Gang seem to be able to calm down, as if they know that our purpose is not to really hurt them."

Hearing this, the young man raised his glass to his lips for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully, and continued to ask:

"What caused you to think about this?"

"It has been more than two months since the incident happened, and it is close to the first quarter of punitive measures. It stands to reason that normal companies will prepare to launch or formulate emergency plans. If the funds are tight, they will directly seek help from the state.. "

After taking a sip of coffee, and sorting out her thoughts by the way, Iberita expressed her own analysis:

"However, the Blue Gang did not do this. Even under tremendous pressure, they still maintained the original state as much as possible. It would be too far-fetched if it was just for the sake of face project. A group of people who have been able to go through a long history until now, if It's really so stupid that it has no way of surviving into the 21st century."

With millions of non-combatant members, coupled with countless corporate employees under his command, the Blue Gang has a pivotal influence in East Asia.

However, since the country it belongs to is still in a period of rapid development, most of the industries are assembly and OEM, and there are few irreplaceable high-tech products.

For this reason, even though most of the companies affiliated to the gang are leading manufacturers, once a large order is transferred to other competitors, they will easily fall into trouble without unique competitive capital.

In this country alone, there are countless people coveting the profits of the Blue Gang, waiting for an opportunity to share this cake.

In such a dire situation, it is really abnormal not to seek a solution.

It is naturally impossible for Chios, who is the driving force behind everything, to be unaware of these inside facts...

"Heh, it looks like our plan was indeed guessed by a smart person..." Tilting the mug, drinking the remaining espresso, a faint smile appeared on the young man's face.

"However, from my personal point of view, this is not necessarily a bad thing, but it is sending us a good signal."

Who is that "smart man"? He already has the answer in his heart.

Seeing Chios' calm and relaxed look, the blond woman who knew that the other party was definitely not pretending to be calm thought for a while,

"So that's how it is..." She quickly understood the meaning behind the young man's words, and said with a smile:

"If that person can deduce our intentions, but doesn't fight back, or even simply give up the countermeasures, it's to show that he doesn't want to be our enemy."

"That's right, since the Blue Gang doesn't intend to hold back and makes a wise choice, we can also retain their dignity..."

The young man leaning against the workbench nodded lightly, let go of his hands propped on the edge of the table, got up and walked towards the gate of the hangar.

"In my name, inform the Blue Gang... "As long as they sincerely join our alliance and strive for a common goal, Yiyou can become a reliable ally of the Blue Gang.""

After walking a few steps, he turned around as if remembering something.

"By the way, don't forget to send the most sincere greetings to Mr. Zhuge, and make sure he understands that I appreciate his wisdom very much."

Looking at the leaving figure of the young man, Iberita pointed her right hand together to form a knife, with the tip touching the brim of the general's hat.

"As you order, Lord Chios."

...

As the Earl of Pembroke, his sensitive status could easily attract suspicion, and it was difficult for Chios to leave Tokyo for too long without a reason.

After confirming the progress of the sky burial plan, he planned to leave the Vostok and return to the hotel in the port area.

To his surprise...

When the young man walked into the submarine hall, he found a figure he hadn't seen for a long time.

The retro [-]th century British style suit, worn on this person, looks like a gentleman from the British Empire from the old days.

With a cane in one hand and a pipe in the other, he waited gracefully by the bronze door where the elevator was.

Gray smoke spit out from the corner of his mouth, forming a ring of smoke rings.

Just standing there exudes an unparalleled sense of presence.

Yiyou's leader, "Professor" Sherlock Holmes...

"Long time no see, Earl..."

As if he had calculated it in advance, Sherlock spoke one step ahead of Chios in a leisurely tone.

As he spoke, the old detective, who was almost at the pinnacle of reasoning, reached into his pocket, took out an old-fashioned pocket watch from his inner pocket, and opened the case to check the time.

"There are still 27 minutes and 49 seconds until the Japanese government agents notice your unusual whereabouts..."

"Would you mind taking a few minutes to chat with me?"

The other party said so, of course Chios would not refuse.

"Of course, with pleasure."

Chapter 340 Seven? Sherlock's Old Friend

"I'm running out of time..."

The old detective's emotional words came to his ears, and Chios, who had just taken out a cigarillo from the cigarette case and lit it, paused for half a second.

"The days when I can continue to hold the Scarlet Bullet, check and balance the conflicts in this world, and spend the retirement life of the elderly leisurely are gradually coming to an end. An invisible force lurks, and it will become stronger every day, driving me To a turbulent future."

From the moment Sherlock spoke the opening words, the young man secretly speculated in his heart, but he was not really sure until the other party said this sentence...

The hundred-year-old detective in front of him, as a character in the plot, actually has such a precise concept of the interference of the will of the world.

Without waiting for Chios to reply, Holmes continued directly:

"My great-granddaughter, Aria, is the most suitable candidate to inherit Scarlet Ball, but her mind is far from mature. No one knows this better than me, but I have no choice but to choose the most inappropriate Time entrusted that responsibility to her."

"Can you understand...the feeling of being unable to resist a certain invisible existence, even the reasoning begins to be distorted, as if facing the huge gravity of the whole world, it is impossible for a small person to resist."

"..." Chios took a deep breath on his cigar.

He is very clear that the other party will say these words specifically, just to believe that he is not ignorant of this...

In front of a detective whose reasoning ability is comparable to prescience, it is meaningless to pretend to be stupid.

The fire at the front of the cigarette devoured the tobacco leaves and turned into gray-brown smoke, accompanied by a word from the young man's mouth:

"destiny."

Quite a simple answer, but Sherlock nodded lightly as if realizing something.

"Sure enough, you have some understanding of the nature of this power..." The words paused for a moment, and he closed his already blind eyes.

""Fate" is really a reasonable and ironic title. For most people who don't know, maybe it really is fate.Although in my opinion, all this is just a bad farce. "

Rather than talking to young people, it is better to say something to himself, and the exhaustion and helplessness contained in his tone are fully revealed.

Witnessing the old detective's expression at this moment, Chios couldn't help feeling a little suspicious.

Based on his past experience, the will of the world interferes subtly by strengthening and weakening specific thoughts of the human mind.If the subject has an obvious conflict in his heart; or if he is stimulated by an external force and doubts about this, the effect will be greatly reduced.

"You are all aware of the existence of fate, but still can't resist it to a certain extent?"

Hearing this, Sherlock suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the young man in front of him as if he had discovered something new.

"I see, in your impression, once people's thinking is out of tune with "fate", they have a chance to break through the shackles. "

"Unfortunately, at least as far as my case is concerned, it can't be done..." He lowered his hand holding the pipe, thought for a few seconds, recalled the situation he had faced so far, and finally replied with regret:

"In the near future that I foresee, my cognition will even be completely distorted, until I hand the scarlet bullet to Aria, it is impossible to break free from the shackles of "fate". "

It was the first time Chios had heard of such an unimaginable interference in the world.

He is still young as an executor, and he can only say that he has a preliminary understanding of the will of the world.Exactly what kind of changes will occur according to the different world strengths... are still being explored.

Thinking of this, the young man's eyes flashed a bit dignified, and he had a deeper understanding of the urgency of turning his fate around.

"That's why you count on me and Tifa..." Remembering what Sherlock said earlier, Chios spoke again:

"Two people who appeared outside the original reasoning, can lever this strong cog, can't you?"

Snapped!Snapped!

"Exactly..." Sherlock clapped his hands in relief.

"At that time, I was relatively free, and I could give you the stage of "Yiyou", and try not to intervene, so as not to become your resistance in turn. "

"And you have indeed done it. The trajectory of the future has been changed, and even the power that binds me has been slightly shaken."

(It has come to this point, is it still just wavering?)

"As time goes by, the fate imposed on me will reach the critical point of my load sooner or later..." Seemingly seeing Chios' doubts, the old detective explained:

"If you don't want us to turn against each other in the future, before April next year, you should try your best to change the future trajectory."

After taking the last puff of his cigarette, he took out his ash bag from his coat and poured the burnt grass ash in the bowl into it.

It also implies that the conversation between the two is coming to an end.

"Finally, to remind you of one thing..."

Exhaling a smoke ring, Sherlock's voice was slightly low:

"Watch out my old friend."

There are very few people who are qualified to be called "old friends" by Sherlock Holmes, and all of them are rivals who can compete with him, and almost all of them are influential figures who were active in the same era.

Except for the long-dead Phantom Thief Arsen Robin, the only person who comes to Chios' mind...

"You mean...Professor Moriarty?"

"That's right..." Nodding his head in affirmation, Sherlock looked more serious than ever.

"His ambitions...or 'ideals' are real. "

"Even though it's difficult to accurately deduce his movements, as far as I understand this old friend, he should have been eyeing you."

Leaving behind his earnest advice, the old detective turned around and left the hall slowly.

...

15:35

Tokyo, Minato, Roppongi...

In the past, it was the site of the Mori family residence of the Chofu Clan, and it is now a park in Roppongi Hills.

On the bench by the garden pool, Chios and Tifa sat side by side, looking at the towering and majestic Mori Building.

This building, which was hijacked by terrorists half a year ago, has now fully restored its due glory. There are endless crowds of people on holidays, and it is a dating place for many families and couples.

"Tell me to be careful, but the problem is..." Unwrapping the wrapping paper of the burger, Chios took a bite of the beef cheeseburger.

"In the absence of information, it is completely impossible to proceed."

Moriarty, the leader of the criminal organization N... "Nautilus", which is comparable to Yiyou, has erratic whereabouts, hiding in the dark and quietly affecting the trend of the world situation.

In the archives of the intelligence agencies of various countries, the information about N is extremely scarce, and the degree of mystery is far higher than that of Yiyou.

If the members of N don't take the initiative to show up, they can't be found with just a few clues.

While young people contemplating...

The black-haired girl cupped San Mingzhi with both hands to cover her mouth, and suggested in a low voice:

"Toyama Kincha and N's Ito Suezan have some intersections. It may be a way to cut in from the Toyama family."

Chapter 340: GIII Defects

On Christmas Eve 2008, Dr. Sarah, who was in charge of the artificial human project at the Los Alamos Institute, died in an accident during a training.

Due to the confidential research involved, the family members of the deceased had already signed a non-disclosure agreement beforehand, so the incident did not cause any disturbance.

Although the United States regretted the death of an outstanding researcher, after all, the deceased is dead, and the work of the research institute still needs to continue. After paying a large amount of compensation and honoring the national flag, the artificial human project quickly transferred a new team. responsible person.

However, what the U.S. officials, including the intelligence and governance units of various countries, never thought of was...

The pinnacle product of the android, G-Series No. [-], suddenly rebelled one month after the incident, wounded the armed soldiers of the Protection Research Institute, and fled Los Alamos Research Institute with G-Series No. [-].

At the moment of defection, GIII hijacked the next-generation infiltration, bombing, and troop transport trinity prototype "Galio" that was being tested in the research base, including high-tech equipment in the confidential research of countless research institutes.

For the United States, the loss of a few researchers or artificial humans is not a big problem.

Vacancies will always be filled by new talented people...

However, the crystallization that countless top scientists have devoted their lives to and spend a lot of money on research is taken away, and it is unknown which hostile forces will flow into it. That is the worst situation.

The new president, who just took office in late January, was even more anxious about this. Regardless of the unfinished work of his handover from the old to the old, he quickly dispatched elites from the Delta Special Forces, Navy Seals, and CIA to hunt him down. .

As a result, these top personnel in special operations either couldn't find the GIII's hiding place, or were attracted by the opponent's personality charm and transferred to its command.

The White House is in a state of desperation, but at a loss what to do...