The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 68: Into the underground (top)

Sometimes a conversation can determine a person’s fate. It is not limited to conversations between big people. The little people who sharpen their knives are more likely to influence the future of the parties. They happily drink Japanese sake in front of the restaurant counter in the "toro". The two executives were completely unaware that the back chef was having a very serious conversation,

"I can hijack him on the way from get off work, find a blind spot in the camera, and make sure that no evidence is left." Asada Yuyama made a slashing motion with his long arm,

Gu Tie shook his head: "The risk is too high. He is not an ordinary intelligence investigation office official, but a member of that huge organization. If he is correct, he is still a relatively high-level figure."

"So what." The Ryukyu man said with a sullen face: "I have a lead-coated restraint bag in my equipment. As long as I put it on, it can block all signal transmission."

"Lao Qian ah Lao Qian, if you really regard the enemy so mentally, why can't you find a way to get in after walking around the door for two weeks." The Chinese sighed, "First, let's not talk about anything else." If the signal of long-term monitoring is suddenly interrupted, think with your toes to know that it was an accident; second, your torture may not be effective. As I said, this person has been suffering from pain for a long time, and he is resistant to pain. The force must be amazing, and there must be special means of anti-torture; third, even if the torture is completed, we cannot detain him for a long time, we must erase the memory and then put him back, how to explain this disappearing time, and what about him Facing the disappearing memory, unlike the little one, this guy will not treat the anomaly as a hangover."

Asada was stunned, "Then you mean..."

"Not only can't move him, but also serve him well." Gu Tie raised his eyebrows and said, "Once Chibu Ryo's vigilance is aroused, our glimmer of hope will completely disappear, and the breakthrough will be the day after tomorrow's opening to the outside world."

Asada Yuyama clenched his fists and relaxed again, forcing himself to suppress his emotions, "...Do you already have a plan."

"Of course." Gu Tie said with a charming smile, "There will be plans, trust me."

At this time, Maruyama opened the curtain and probed and came in: "The shop manager, Mr. Celebrity, there are more and more customers waiting, do you want to continue cooking."

The two men looked at each other, tidyed up their clothes and moved forward, continuing to play the hippie smiley shop owner and the celebrity celebrity chef. This kind of life will not last too long. They each thought of it in their hearts, and must hurry This chance for the white horse to pass the gap, even if there is only a slim hope,

Two days later, at 9:30 in the morning, the opening day of the Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Office officially came. Fifty teachers and students from Chiyoda District Tachibancho Elementary School were invited to visit the departments on the b1 floor of the investigation room. The team is the 62-year-old primary school principal Toru Yoshiyama. Forty-five students and five teachers from two classes were selected through the Internet. The group boarded the yellow bus at 8:40 in the morning. Fifteen minutes later, they arrived in front of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Building at Kasumigaseki 2-chome. The two female staff who were waiting at the door picked up their tablets to verify the identity of the visitors, and led everyone to pass the security check and came to the northeast corner of the lobby. In front of the three elevators,

"Hello everyone, this is Takamasa Ono of the General Affairs Department of the Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Office. Please take care of me." A black-haired man of about 30 years old bowed to everyone. "Next, please divide into three groups and take the rightmost The elevator descends to the b1 floor, Mr. Fangshan, please trouble you."

"Of course, thank you, Mr. Ono." The white-haired principal instructed the four teachers to divide the students into three teams and enter the elevator in order.

At this time, a student wearing a little yellow hat looked at Takamasa Ono: "Uncle, there are obviously three elevators, why can I only take the one on the far right?"

The staff of the General Affairs Department squatted down and smiled and replied: "Because the three elevators do not reach the same place, you have to go to the basement floor and take the one on the right."

"Where can I go to the two parts on the left." The pupil curiously asked,

"I really want to tell you, but I don't know all of them." Xiao Ye smiled, "My permission can only reach the b3 floor, let us think of it this way: In fact, there are a group of brave people hiding in the deep underground base. The mecha fighters of China, they are always on standby in the dark, ready to fight to the death with bad guys and cosmic monsters who are trying to subvert the world, let us not disturb their work, okay, after all, the peace that surrounds the earth depends on them."

"Oh." The elementary school student responded with a confused look on his face, "You mean this is the secret base of superheroes. This is too bragging. There is no real superhero in the world."

"Why do you think this way, when I was young... forget it." Ono Takamasa stood up, walked into the elevator with the first group of pupils, and stood in the corner of the elevator. He secretly took out a handkerchief and wiped it. The sweat on the neck, the child is really difficult to deal with, now he feels very nervous,

The director of the Intelligence Investigation Office, Ichaki, has only one task for him: take these visitors to the b1 floor, watch an introduction video, send them away, don’t cause any trouble, don’t let anyone reach deeper floors Although the building has the most stringent security measures, as the country’s highest intelligence agency, any minor omissions may lead to serious consequences. If there is a problem, all the responsible persons will be punished as espionage.

With a soft "ding", the elevator door opened, and the pupils rushed out noisily. The teacher hurriedly maintained order. Ono asked them to wait for a while in the b1 hall, and then began to visit together after gathering, while pulling out The phone dialed a call: "Visitors are here, please prepare."

Hang up the phone, he raised his head and looked at the ceiling. The visiting elementary school teachers and students were selected through the most stringent procedures. It can be said that they are the least threatening group of people in Japan. He knows that whether it is in an underground building At any place in, there are more than three cameras included in the monitoring range. There are countless sound, light, and electrical sensors all over the surrounding area. The possibility of being invaded is very small, but for some reason, there is a faint anxiety in my heart. He saw a black cat when he went out this morning. It was definitely a bad sign. Ono wiped the sweat from his neck again, straightened his tie, and took a deep breath.

"Chairman, what's the matter with you." The female staff member of the General Affairs Department next to me said with concern,

"I'm fine." He forced a smile,

At this time, the elevator door opened again, and the second group of elementary school students walked out under the leadership of the principal. Ono's heart was a little settled, watching the children in yellow hats pouring out of the elevator, picking up the phone and preparing to notify the above Colleagues and the rest of the visitors came down together. At this moment, the pupils suddenly exclaimed in confusion: "Mr. Principal." "Mr. Fangshan." "Come on and help, Mr. Principal has a heart attack." "Hold him." , Hold him on."

Ono Takamasa "cocked" in his heart, knowing that something happened, he pressed the shortcut dial key with his right hand, dialed the emergency number, and then separated the crowd and walked over. The old man with silver hair fell to the ground, suffering He covered his chest, his lips and fingertips were blue-purple, he panted shortly, and his eyes looked around blankly. It was indeed a sign of a heart attack.

Ono has increased his vigilance. The timing of this attack is too accurate. If you want to take the opportunity to create chaos, you must kill all possibilities in the bud. "Call more colleagues to help. Call the doctor on duty in the infirmary Come, don’t let the children run around.” He issued the instruction, kneeling down and holding the head of the old man, reaching out to fumble for the medicine box in Fangshan Tetsu’s arms. The medicine box was written with the instructions for taking the medicine and the emergency contact number, Ono. He took out a capsule and stuffed it into the old man’s mouth, took the water bottle in the female staff’s hand, and filled it with him,

"Mr. Principal has not had an attack for a long time. The doctor once said that this attack is very dangerous. Mr. Ono, he used a pacemaker and replaced the artificial sinus node of his heart a few years ago. The doctor said that this technique is still immature, and there is a small chance that it will cause a heart rhythm disorder. If this happens, you must use an artificial heart and lungs immediately.” The teacher next to him shouted anxiously,

Ono Takamasa frowned and said: "The nearest hospital is two blocks away. If you drive past..."

"It's too late, Mr. Ono, where is your infirmary here? Do you have relevant equipment? Let's take Mr. Principal over there." The teacher hurriedly said,

Ono glanced at him deeply. This teacher is about forty years old. He is the kind of cowardly office worker who doesn’t attend much in Japan, but his over-anxious attitude makes people feel suspicious. "The infirmary of the Metropolitan Police Department Building is on the seventh floor, but I am not sure that there is suitable equipment in it." He replied, "It would be better to send it to the hospital. I have asked my colleague to call an ambulance."

"Stop kidding, Mr. Ono, the principal won't hold on to that time." The teacher roared, tears rolling in his eyes, "Look at his face, he can't wait any longer."

Ono does feel that the principal’s carotid pulse is becoming weak. The old man is indeed knocked down by a heart attack. This cannot be disguised, but he does not know how to make a decision at this time. Any decision carries hidden dangers. He can't take risks,

Primary school students and teachers were surrounded in noisy surroundings, and many investigative office staff stood beside them at a loss. At this moment, the elevator door opened and more students rushed out, making the scene even more chaotic, just as Takamasa Ono felt very confused. At a moment of stress, a familiar face appeared in front of my eyes,

"Let me take him down. There are these equipment on the b10 floor." Said Ryo Shichibe, the director of the computer data department of the Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Office. "Come and help with two or three people. The highest authority of your General Affairs Department is the underground floors. "

"Mr. Qibu." Ono exclaimed in surprise, "Our minister is not here today, and his identification card has b10 permission, I will go to the vault to borrow it immediately, thank you."