The villain knight doesn't want to be a hero

"But wouldn't it be too arbitrary to say so? Compared to Tendo Kiku no Cheng, based solely on the benefits gained after the death of the Holy Emperor, Qiwu Xuanzong is more likely."

After breaking the rules for Tendo Kikunoshi who was far away abroad, Lin Qiao sold out his good teammate Qi Wu Xuanzong without hesitation.

"It's also..."

The obvious disappointment on her face made Sima Weiwei, who was watching, raise his eyebrows.

"But is BloodRiot also related to Qi Wu Xuanzong? Isn't he a member of Kikuchi Cheng?"

"I'm afraid only he himself knows this." His words revealed an extremely irresponsible casualness.

Just give this amount of prompts, any more will be boring.

"Humph! It's obviously just a security mission, why is it so troublesome!"

After thinking alone for a while, she felt that her CPU was about to burn out, so she simply gave up thinking, followed Lin Qiao's example, lay down on the table, and then started making trouble unreasonably.

Can't you just stand there and show your appearance like before?

It's impossible for two old enemies who have been fighting against each other all their lives to suddenly decide to team up for something big, right?

Chapter 228 About whether it is possible to create a second rider

As for whether the two old men will join forces, they have been fighting for their whole lives, so it should be impossible, right?

perhaps.....

Well, it’s hard to say.

Even his own son and daughter-in-law can kill each other, so it seems that it is not unacceptable to join forces with an old enemy for some unknown interests.

I told the other two my thoughts...

But the expected scene of the two showing admiration for her wit did not come.

"So? So what?"

The old enemy Sima Weizhi's rhetorical question made the expression on Mu Geng's face stiffen.

"Besides, isn't that natural? Normal people should think of it, right?" Sima Weizhi opened his fan and covered his mouth, scorning and ridiculing her fiercely.

"Or Kisara, did your brain shrink because your chest absorbed too much nutrients?"

"..."

A huge tic-tac-toe appeared on Mu Geng's forehead. Very good, Sima Weizhi, I think you have a way to die!

Instead of playing Nine Clans Xiaoxiaole, Miss Geng now wants to play the familiar ninja game - click, the kind that cuts in half!

"Be good, calm down!"

Fortunately, Lin Qiao caught her in time and prevented Mu Geng from doing anything irrational.

I secretly made up my mind that if it was not necessary in the future, it would be better not to let these two people meet.

"In general. Kisara, you still got the key point wrong."

"key point?"

"Yes."

Like coaxing an angry child, he rubbed the other person's head: "After all, even if we guess the truth about this matter, it's useless because there is no evidence."

What is evidence?

To put it simply, there are two points: witnesses and evidence.

It's a bit difficult to get evidence, but BloodRiot and the sniper are the biggest and best witnesses - provided they can be caught.

"But even if there is evidence, after all, the opponents are two old men with high positions. Although I don't know why they chose to join forces, I'm afraid no one can say what effect it may have."

"Not to mention the possibility of frame-up."

Lin Qiao stood up and explained to Mu Geng in detail.

"Anyway, we'll talk about catching the murderer behind the scenes later. The focus of the issue right now is how to protect the Holy Emperor during the next trip."

To catch the killer, he had to fight BloodRiot first, but the fighting time with BloodRiot was enough for the other party to escape.

.....So the problem is back to the beginning.

How can I bypass or solve the problem of BloodRiot?

"Mr. Lin, can you copy another building driver?" Sima Weiwei put forward a very constructive suggestion.

Since one knight is not enough, let's get two more and rely on numbers to overwhelm them... This is probably what she thought.

I have to say that if this can be achieved, all problems will be solved.

It's hard to say whether there is any personal thought on her part... Of course there is.

After all, if this process is done properly, then Sima Heavy Industries can also obtain the method of making the knight system, even if it is just a step back transformation method of the slammer, then they can completely secure their title as the world's number one arms dealer.

.....The only premise for all the above is that Lin Qiao is willing to make it happen.

But he was very reluctant.

"I know what you want to say. Simply copying the drive is not a big problem for me. What is really difficult is the transformation of the transformer."

"Not to mention that Knight Transformers have a strong demand for the genes of those being transformed. The organization has only created one Knight Transformer in Kisara for such a long time, which already explains most of the problem."

"It is difficult to achieve even a step back slammer. The thing called nebula gas in the transformation process, I still haven't figured it out until now..."

After a pause, Lin Qiao pretended to be unwilling and added.

"And it actually has the same name as my Nebula Coffee...don't they even pay royalties?"

"...Isn't this the time to talk about this?"

For someone who still hasn't forgotten about her bad coffee, Miss Geng just helplessly raised her forehead.

Even though she had complained about this before.

"Can't we reversely extract the nebula gas through a full bottle?" Sima Weiwei continued to ask.

"It's hard to say about the future, but there is really nothing we can do at the moment."

Lin Qiao shook his head in denial, paused and continued to add: "As a metaphor, people only need to inhale oxygen to exhale carbon dioxide, but it takes a lot of effort to change carbon dioxide into oxygen again."

But having said all that, he can indeed do it,

But anyway, the final power of interpretation is in his hands. As long as it is logically reasonable, why is it not a matter of his mouth?

Whether it is Sima Heavy Industries' internal research or the scientific researchers in the Tokyo area, a group of people can't even understand it, and they can't refute it even if they want to.

The shattering of hope caused the atmosphere on the field to fall into silence again.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Lin, how much do you know about Baowei Zhuoren?"

Sima Weizhi asked after pondering for a moment.

"Let me think about it, the former captain of the Holy Emperor Guards, his parents are high-ranking officials in the Self-Defense Forces, and they proposed a build plan... That's probably it. What's wrong?"

"No, I'm just a little curious as to why the former captain served Tendo Kikunochori, who was suspected of killing his parents, so I wanted to try to get some information from Mr. Lin." Sima Weizhi took back his fan and said with a wry smile.

"Emmm, even if you say that, I can't help it. After all, I haven't even met him in person."

BloodRiot's true identity is most likely that of former guard captain Howaki Takuto... Although it is not completely certain, various signs make this possibility very high.

But despite this, whether you can find someone is another matter.

Unfortunately, until now, they have not found any trace of each other.

And the ability to just smoke and run away is too troublesome... Even if there are relevant clues, it is not that difficult to catch him.

"So, in the end, we can only start the investigation from the identity of the sniper?"

Kisara was a little irritated, and then looked at the sniper bomb photos on the table.

The second meeting will be held the day after tomorrow, and there is really not much time left for them.

The room became somewhat quiet.

Lin Qiao looked down at the time on her phone, stretched out and got up from her seat.

"It's getting late, let's go back first."

"That's right." Mu Geng nodded and stood up as well.

"See you next time, Mr. Lin." Sima Weizhi waved the fan in his hand and walked up with a smile.

"But if you can, don't bring Ki Geng here next time. The chest is so big that the air is squeezed out. It's really hard to breathe."

"..." The gorgeous kimono slipped slightly, and even Miss Ge's head felt a little heavier.

"Oh, by the way, if you change your mind, the position of Minister of Weapons Development Department can also be held at any time..."

"unnecessary!"

Miss Ge, who couldn't bear it any longer, slapped Sima Weiwei on the buttocks of Sima Weiwei who was trying to get closer.

......

In the end, Lin Qiao walked out of the door of Sima Heavy Industry alone.

As for Ki Geng and Sima Weizhi, they stayed inside... and had a friendly exchange of childhood feelings.

Continuous gunshots came from inside.

"Sima Weizhi..."

An interesting person in every sense of the word.

The corner of his mouth curled up, shook his head, and left.

It's just that the direction he is heading is not the Bandai Civilian Security Company.

Chapter 229 Life is meaningless

When the long-range shooting of Sheng Tianzi failed, Tina's nominal promoter Ayn Rand called immediately to express concern and send heartfelt encouragement to the little girl...what? of.

That is of course impossible.

"Tina Sprunt, I am very disappointed with your failure."

Cold words without any emotion came from the other end of the phone.

There were no words of concern, no condolences, and no so-called encouragement.

Some are just harsh criticism and questioning of subordinates who are not doing things well.

After all, if Ayn Rand was really such a caring and good man, he would not have modified the Cursed Child in the first place.

Due to the regenerative abilities of the Cursed Child, the wounds usually heal halfway through the transformation surgery.

Therefore, one can only use hammered metal tools to cut open the flesh and inhibit regeneration.

——Not to mention that due to their physical constitution, most of the Cursed Children are somewhat resistant to anesthetics.

How many children have gone on the operating table and never come off, and how many have woken up in the middle of the operation. Just thinking about it makes my scalp numb.

"...I'm sorry, Master."

"And remember, your body is the crystallization of my technology. If there is a possibility of being captured by others, you must kill yourself before that."

To him, the young girl named Tina Sprunt was just a handy tool.

Are you worried about tool loss?

The answer is of course no.

Not to mention that if this tool becomes less useful, it may even expose your craftsmanship to others.

Timely destruction is naturally the best choice.

After saying this, Ayn Rand hung up the phone without any hesitation.

"Hi, hello!"

In the old apartment, a strange sound suddenly sounded from the entrance.

"Mr. BloodRiot, please remain quiet."

Even without looking back, Tina knew who the person who appeared behind her was.