Sinmonger Chapter 9: Whirlpool

Tiandu, HighestLaws, the highest headquarters of the Empire.

With an administrative office covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters, huge facilities deep inside the floating island, the most elite members of HL selected worldwide, the most powerful combatants and armament capabilities, a world that civilians can never reach .

2100, November, fifty-five hours after the gunsmith disappeared.

In a spacious conference room, Joseph Nolan sat alone at a long table, typing on the keyboard of his laptop. He was waiting for someone, but he didn't want to be idle, so he made some written reports. work.

At this time, someone opened the automatic door of the conference room with a magnetic card and walked in. It was a wide and fat man, looking to be in his thirties. Although he was wearing an HL uniform, he was airy. virtue.

As soon as he entered the door, he said: "I said why the eyelids are twitching when we come together today. Isn't this Lord Shishi, why? What wind brought the deputy director of EAS to us?"

When the waiter heard the voice, he knew who it was. He didn't plan to put down what he was doing at all. He stared at the screen intently, and said, "The boss sent you to see me?"

The man's face was obviously displeased: "What? Do you think the rank of this colonel is not enough?"

Shi Shi did not answer this question, but said calmly; "Isn't 'Tea Immortal' not in the headquarters?"

"The Seventh Prince has gone to Australia for business. Besides, in his capacity, can a pariah like you be able to meet him?"

The waiter's tone was still very calm, and he replied as he typed: "Then, Colonel Clays, please go and call someone at the rank of general to speak to me."

Claes stepped forward and grabbed the waiter's collar and lifted it from the back chair: "Bastard, who do you think you're talking to? Don't think you're strong, believe it or not I can kill it now. You!"

Shi Shi answered quickly, decisively, and clearly: "I don't believe it."

"Okay, Master Cleiss, let him go. Since the two of you don't talk opportunistically, just meet less. Let me talk to him." A middle-aged man in his forties and fifties walked into the meeting. In the room, this person has gray hair, a burly body, and an extraordinary aura. Judging from the style of the military uniform, it is known that his rank is higher than that of Clays.

"Hey..." Claes let go of his hand, adjusted his clothes, glared at Shi Shi viciously, and then left angrily.

"Hello, General Ju." Shi Shi returned to his previous position, but did not continue to report.

Ju Shengguan worships the lieutenant general, but is very polite to the time attendant. The two seem to have a good relationship: "That eldest young master seems to have been disliking you all the time, you have to be careful, Marquis Clais. You are very influential in the imperial court, you are still young and have a long career in the future."

"I don't have time to improve my relationship with this crap. His father is old and drunk. I guess his 'time' is running out. As for Colonel Clays himself, the opportunity If appropriate, consider killing him once and for all."

"Hey! Hey! Don't say it in front of me, I didn't hear anything." Ju Sheng said hurriedly. Although he had heard that EAS dared to assassinate anyone, he never wanted to get involved. into it.

So Shi Shi changed the subject: "I heard him say that the tea fairy went to Australia?"

Ju Sheng replied: "Go catch a guy named 'God Key', have you heard of that person?"

Shi Shi said: "No, I'm not interested."

"Hehe... You are good at choking others to death with just one sentence." Ju Sheng smiled and said, "You are here for that weapons consultant, right?"

"Charles Rolle, twenty-seven years old, former arms dealer, excellent scientist and gunslinger, and a person of equal ability, known as the 'Gunsmith', was recruited by the Empire a year ago, and he was pardoned for all his past crimes ." Shishi paused for a second, as he said next to the point: "It has been more than forty-eight hours since I received the news of his disappearance, and I would like to know how the HL search investigation is going."

Ju Sheng did not immediately answer the other party's question, but said, "Is this person important? Do you need the deputy director to come and visit in person?"

Shishi replied: "His value as a weapons advisor is meaningless to me, I think this is something you need to consider, but EAS, including my personal strong recommendation, whether dead or alive, the Empire must master this whereabouts of people.”

Ju Sheng said: "You mean...his abilities are of high value? But he's just a person with equal abilities."

"I know that I have overstepped my authority a bit. Even if you have already started your search, you will not tell me the progress." This time, the waiter answered nonchalantly: "So I am here this time, in fact, just to make suggestions... You better Find him." He closed the laptop on the table, picked it up and left.

"The search and rescue team left ten hours ago." Ju Sheng's voice sounded from behind Shi Shi, causing the latter to stop: "The meaning above is that the search for the gunsmith cannot be left to the local authorities. , it has to be dispatched by the headquarters, so it will take time to rush to South America from Tiandu to investigate when, where, and why the plane he was on fell."

Shi Shi replied, "Thank you." Then he immediately said, "Goodbye."

"Hey! Say hello to your chief for me."

"My vacation is coming soon, and I don't want to see the old man for nearly two months, lest I be seriously injured by his whim." Shi Shi did not shy away from his boss, and then repeated: "Goodbye. "

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Meanwhile, in the South American jungle thousands of kilometers away from them.

The gunsmith's ominous foreboding soon became a reality. When he and John's raft reached the middle of the river, the current suddenly accelerated, and the simple wooden oars in their hands immediately lost their meaning.

They immediately gave up their struggle and let the raft gallop down the river. John looked at the sun behind him gradually sinking into the horizon, and said helplessly: "This kind of resignation feels really bad."

The gunsmith said, "Apparently there's an unknown force that doesn't want us out of this rainforest~IndoMTL.com~ that can handle even rivers?" John asked.

The gunsmith replied, "Who knows... maybe the heavy rain is not a coincidence."

John looked at the sky: "Do you believe in gods?"

The gunsmith smiled and said: "If you believe, please tell the **** you believe in and let him stop." He could only smile bitterly at this moment, because he could see that the river in front of him was getting wider and wider. Farther ahead, in this not-so-deep river, there was a whirlpool.

Naturally, John saw this as well. He picked up the paddle again, "Quick, Charles, we have to get the raft moving, even if it's a few meters more toward the shore."

The gunsmith was indifferent: "I don't think it will work at this speed of water, the centripetal force of the vortex will still draw us in."

John shouted: "Then jump into the river? This distance should be too late."

The gunsmith replied: "In my opinion, there is no difference, such a fast rapid, swimming and rowing are the same results." He suddenly changed the subject: "You don't think there is a whirlpool right now and here. Was something too coincidental on the way our out-of-control raft had to pass?"

John snorted coldly, "Anyway, I've had bad luck this week."

Seeing that the raft was getting closer and closer to the spiral current, the gunsmith not only failed to stabilize his body, but instead stood up, raised his bone gun, and pulled the trigger toward the center of the vortex underwater. God knows what's on his mind.

Soon after the gunshots, an underwater explosion occurred. The huge momentum overturned the raft, and a wave of spreading water passed, and the scope of the vortex became even larger.

On the broad water, both the gunsmith and John disappeared.