Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 859: Secret Service Team

The fire escaped and entered Q's monitoring room. The man seemed to have no bones all over, lying on the keyboard softly, surrounded by stacked monitors on all sides. There is no light in this room, and the gleam of the screen is the only bright embellishment here. Just a few steps after the fire escape, he couldn't help but stop, and carefully stepped across several tangled cables and data lines on the ground. Although this messy scene is full of normal atmosphere, it is naturally impossible to be normal as the core department of the advanced monitoring system of the mysterious organization. There are still several members who are as capable as q in the cybersphere, but only q is in charge of this mansion. It is not unimaginable that he has turned this room into a powerful trap-like fortress.

Hidden in the "seemingly normal environment", I don’t know how many fatal traps there are. I know that people like q will never tell others all of their arrangements, even if it’s inside the network ball for a long time. Tried members, such as people like firefighters. However, the cybersphere has never asked people like q to honestly not do unnecessary things. Such requirements are not harsh in normal organizational departments. However, for people in the mystery circle, it is just Feeling disgusted as if forced to wear a dog ring.

Every time he walks into this room, he will try his best to concentrate and follow the route he walked the last time. Even if he knows that q will not maliciously estimate his route, he will set up mischievous traps. For him, q is a trusted colleague, but not the kind of colleague who can completely entrust everything.

q lay motionless on the keyboard, and frowned. However, such a lazy state. It is also a very common situation in q. This is a young man who seems to be introverted and lacks the ability to communicate, but in fact, the young man who is very spirited is a very common type among the technical talents who are immersed in their own fields. Although possessing mystery, the mystery does not affect the habits and temperament that q has already cultivated.

"Hey, q. Is there any good news?" The fire went behind q, but q didn't seem to hear it, still leaning on the keyboard, looking like he was asleep, his body slightly heaving with breathing . After hesitating, he picked out the special pistol with one hand, and patted q on the shoulder with the other.

q remained motionless. An unspecified smell before the fire escape. It finally turned into a lightning bolt in his mind. q Although he is very lazy when he is not working, and sleeps to death after exhaustion, he is not bad at all with the vigilance that professionals in the mystery circle should have. At least, the shoulder being slapped can't immediately wake up from deep sleep. This kind of amateur vigilance definitely shouldn't show up on him.

"q?" Zuohuo said softly, not loudly. He already had a foreboding.

He grabbed q's shoulders and turned his body over. I saw q closed his eyes tightly, except for breathing normally. The detailed responses that represent normal consciousness have become very subtle. The fire lifted Q's eyelids. I observed his pupils, as he thought--

Consciousness is killed!

The enemy broke through to this location? The nerves of the escape are tense, and with that keen sense, gather all the information around him that may be useful. Then, he quickly determined that the enemy did not continue to ambush here. Did you come to this room in person to kill? Or is it to destroy q's consciousness directly through the consciousness channel? He prefers the latter. On the way he came, he did not find any traces of fighting left. If the enemy can leave q with no resistance and completely erase his traces, it would be better than attacking directly from the channel of consciousness. Worse things. The interior and surroundings of this room are not only the layout of q, but also the network ball is set up with heavy defenses to ensure the safety of technicians like q. The passage from the outside to the interior is also very secret.

Break directly into the room and attack and kill without q at all. The difficulty is several times more difficult than sniping through the channel of consciousness. Moreover, if it is really such a one-stop attack, it can basically be considered that the defense system of this mansion has completely failed.

Zhuhuo doesn’t think that this person who killed q’s consciousness possesses such an ability, even if the holder of the **, even Father Xi Sen, is absolutely impossible to be so quietly, physically. Break through the defensive line set by the cyber ball in this mansion.

Considering the attack on the consciousness channel, the person most suspected is undoubtedly the holder of the **. And what is the real identity of this person? There is not enough intelligence for the incident. The other party's appearance is the matter of the past two days. Even the intelligence network of the cyberball cannot respond so quickly. To query the real body of a powerful conscious walker, the difficulty is by no means comparable to the difficulty of finding an ordinary person in the global population.

The fire took back the hand that inspected q’s body, took out the phone from his pocket, and said to that side: "Q was killed, the enemy is probably a conscious walker, I think it is the holder of the **-you What feedback is there?"

There was a stunned answer, and then he answered: "No, there is nothing abnormal on my side. Wait, I'll go down right away."

"No, just stay in the room, don't go anywhere, recheck one side of the defense system." Fire escape categorically refused, and after hanging up the call, he called the other security members: "It's me, Fire escape, a-level situation, immediately distribute weapons, including patrol personnel and left-behind personnel, guard points, and send another detachment to the wheelchair door to guard."

"—It's terrible?" The female voice over there, although hesitated for a moment, was emotionally calm.

"It's not clear yet. A very important technician on my side has died. The murderer may have left." Saihuo said.

"But, I can't confirm it, right?" The calm female voice said: "I will organize a manual investigation immediately. The main work is ten minutes, and all the work takes 20 minutes."

"Okay, trouble you." Fire escape said: "Don't worry too much. Although the enemy killed people, but it seems that he has no intention of making a fuss. This shows that he also has his own concerns. Since there is no such thing as the beginning Be thorough, there shouldn’t be any big moves afterwards. Also, I don’t think the other party has actually come."

"I hope it's the same as your judgment." With that said, the woman hung up the phone. There was no hesitation in the escape. Mr. Q was stripped off, and every part of him was thoroughly searched with the tools he carried. After confirming the safety of his body, he carried his shoulders and left the room.

At this moment, his cell phone rang again.

He put his ear to the receiver, and the voice of the wheelchair man came from inside: "Someone is fighting."

"When?" he asked.

"Just now." The wheelchair man said, "A little coincidence?"

Zhuohuo didn't answer, just asked: "Who is it?"

"The little girl in District 51 and Mr. Gao Chuan who is the whisperer." The wheelchair man paused. Said: "The two seem to know each other."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that I knew each other." The sound of the fire was still steady, "If it is these two people, it is not a big problem, I will go to mediate."

"Then, let me remind you again." The wheelchair man sold off.

"What?" Chao Huo frowned, not for the sake of his partner, but for the other party's words. It made him feel that there must be some strangeness in the scene, and this strangeness is the point.

"The conscious walkers in District 51 were also killed, just like the previous one." said the wheelchair man.

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Easily avoiding the heavy hammer of the Gothic girl, Yitai Gao Chuan jumped onto this heavy weapon, restricting the opponent's further attack. This heavy weapon with sufficient speed will indeed give people a strong sense of oppression. However, for Gao Chuan, attacks and defenses that cannot limit the speed are ineffective. Even if the initial speed of the pseudo-speed sweep is very limited, it is used to cope with the speed of the goth girl swinging the heavy hammer. It's more than enough.

"Really old-fashioned." The Gothic girl was completely unmoved by Gao Chuan's easy response, as if she had known the result a long time ago. She twisted the handle of the hammer abruptly, and the surface of the hammer facing upward immediately revealed numerous small holes, and then the hairy needles splashed out. And Gao Chuan, the prosthetic body, had already jumped into the air first, and bounced off the walls and ceiling like a spider. After landing, he had already opened the distance with the Gothic girl again.

He didn’t mean to fight back. Although this goth girl didn’t answer her question directly, it was enough for him to see the origin of the other party-from the 51st district, probably with the Las Vegas Vale. The hammer goth girl that I met in Puget Night has some weird relationships.

Since he is from the 51st district, he cannot be regarded as an enemy in this mansion, and this battle cannot last too long. The netball player should arrive soon. Moreover, even though it was the one being attacked, Kokawa did not feel that the Gothic girl had the will to kill herself here. This girl didn't give her full strength, which is easy to feel. In this way, the previous raid can be roughly regarded as a kind of hypocritical greeting.

Sure enough, the Gothic girl twisted the handle of the hammer again, and the thin needles that were thrown out seemed to be summoned by a magnet, making a rustling sound, bounced off the walls and ceiling, and returned to the hammer body. She didn't mean to attack again, and she didn't look sorry for destroying the walls of the mansion room.

"Although I have heard about you, I also have a little impression in my mind..." The goth girl carried a heavy hammer on her shoulders very imposingly. It’s very different from what I know. It’s weird. Are you really Gao Chuan? Are you not pretending to be?"

"When I was in Las Vegas, I was a little grown up." Yitai Gaochuan smiled like he had seen a long-lost friend, "It's you, the girl I know, not too big The difference. What is the relationship between you and her?"

"Don't you think I am her?" The goth girl stared at the prosthetic Gao Chuan with interest.

"No, although they are very similar, they are not the same person." Gao Chuan answered without hesitation.

The goth girl seemed to have heard something interesting, she laughed, tilted her head and said to Gao Chuan, "This is the best compliment I have ever heard since I was born. Hey, Gao Chuan, do How about my man? If it's you, I must be able to enjoy it very much." She said so, the golden pupils became viper-like vertical pupils, and the whole body exuded a kind of age that was similar to her appearance. Quite different, delicate and toxic. She licked her lips as if she couldn't wait. Want to taste delicious cakes.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any interest in underage girls." Yitai Gaochuan replied solemnly: "I like mature and gentle. Sister-like women with a bigger body."

"That's it--your sexual orientation really makes people--" The Gothic girl hadn't finished her words, and she had rushed into the defense circle of the prosthetic Gaochuan at a speed several times faster than before. I can't agree!"

The rapid and heavy hammer wind shook Gao Chuan’s forehead bangs. He stepped backwards, and the Gothic girl continued to follow forward. The staggered trajectory of hammer shadows was like drawing a cage out of thin air. , Imprisoned the prosthetic Gao Chuan in it. Although the prosthetic body Gao Chuan did not intend to fight back. But the Gothic girl is like adding fuel to the fire, becoming more aggressive.

"Great escape!" The goth girl shouted in a marvelous tone, her emotions exposed on her face, making her look more and more ferocious, and at the same time releasing a very strong pleasure. Her breathing began to become heavy, but it was not because of long swinging a heavy hammer that she felt strenuous, but more like a physiological reaction when a woman was approaching sex.

The prosthetic body Gao Chuan was less than one meter away from the wall on his back. Finally stopped. Although it is invisible to the naked eye, a large number of dynamic humanoids are approaching quickly within the observation range of the chain determination, which is fast enough for the other party to intervene in the next attack of the Gothic girl. He doesn't doubt whether these people are the people of cyberball. Although the situation has appeared frequently recently, this does not mean that the network ball will be deceived under any circumstances.

The consciousness defense system covering the entire mansion did not detect the death of others in the first place. Considering the power of **, it can be explained. However, if the conflict between himself and the Gothic girl still fails to alarm the people of the cyberball, then, this time the conference, the cyberball will no longer have to play the leading role.

Two staggered arcs shot from the left and right sides behind the prosthetic Gao Chuan, and blocked the prosthetic Gao Chuan before the heavy hammer hit it. They are two curved Japanese-style knives. There is nothing special in the style and no special texture decoration. They are very simple. The holders are two young women dressed as maids—and often seen in and out of this house. Di’s quaint and conservative British maids are different. These maids are obviously leaning toward Japanese-style **** attire, light and fluttering fabrics, miniskirts, black stockings and bows. The bras partly expose the upper half of their plump breasts, seemingly fierce. A little exercise will completely squeeze the clothes.

I have to say that such a dressed maid holding a long knife is indeed enough to attract the attention of most normal men.

But it was these seemingly less serious maids who arrived first in time, and the titanic Gao Chuan blocked the gothic girl's heavy hammer. Regardless of speed, power, or weapon quality, they cannot be described as "normal".

A total of thirteen people came, and they were obviously members of a small team, and the cooperation between them was not enough to describe them. When the two together set up the heavy hammer of the goth girl, the other six people from the top, bottom, left, and rear, put the knife on the key of the goth girl, locking her next move.

"Hey--troublesome guy!" The Gothic girl complained, but her body did not move at all, "You should understand who is your master!"

"It's not you, Miss Alice." said one of the maids, who was more mature than the others, without any hesitation or emotion. She is the only maid here who doesn't wear a headgear, and she wears a "Secret Service" armband on her arm.

"You annoyed me." The Gothic girl's voice fell low.

"I'm sorry, it is now a level alert. We have passed the authority of force suppression." The maid, who is obviously the leader, said, "I believe the 51st District will also forgive me."

The Gothic girl was silent for a while, and took the heavy hammer back. The maids did not stop her, and after confirming that there was no need to fight, all the maids quickly gathered together. The leading maid bowed deeply toward the Gothic girl and Gao Chuan, and the companions behind her also did the same, and the towering **** seemed even more curvy. In the retinal screen of the prosthetic Gao Chuan, their skin exposed to the cloth, like white jade, exudes a warm luster.

These women have good skin and looks, too good to feel natural and normal at all.

"We are the third squad of the special service maid team. We are ordered to deal with the abnormal incident here~ IndoMTL.com~ The leading maid said to the two after the salute: "I am going to arrive soon, but you can Before that, would you please explain to us the situation here? "When she talked, people who listened would think she was looking at herself. However, on the retina screen of the prosthetic Gao Chuan, she could clearly see that her pupils did not move at all, and the line of sight was not focused, as if she had always been All are on the verge of disintegration.

This is not a normal physiological reaction.

"What is there to explain? The crazy woman suddenly ran out of the room. She couldn't even make a scream and was killed." The goth girl said without a good voice: "Look at her face* *'S expression, maybe someone broke through the line of consciousness and killed it when he cared about lewd men."

"When I arrived, she was already dead." Gao Chuan said calmly, "The closest position I leaned to was on the damaged wall. I haven't moved the scene."

The foreman maid nodded, without any more expressions, and said flatly, as if in a routine reply: "Thank you for your cooperation." To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. to read.

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