In the night, the brightly lit "Diamond Queen" cruise ship pulled its long whistle and slowly sailed into the Port of Auckland, New Zealand. It was like a moving bustling city, and its huge hull, as bright as day, was like a dazzling star. Pearls are embedded into the busy dock.
No one knows that on this world-class luxury cruise ship, just 2 hours ago, a luxurious wedding of the century was staged, and a bloody forced confession and massacre also broke out...
The main characters are the groom and the bride.
After stabbing Renault, Rene rushed to the helipad on the upper deck, where he would work with the cruise ship's medical staff to transport the seriously injured Jenny to the nearby Royal Auckland Hospital.
Jenny on the plane had fallen into a state of waking and falling asleep. The two deep cuts on her left and right cheeks had been tightly wrapped with gauze, leaving only two empty eyes tortured by fatigue and pain, and the The palm pierced by a military dagger has become swollen like a loaf of bread.
Her palms became infected.
At this moment, she was still wearing a blood-stained wedding dress that symbolized their love.
Rene snuggled next to her, stroking her forehead with one hand, pain and guilt hanging on his face. Apart from paying the emergency docking fee of the cruise ship of up to 3.5 million euros, he didn't know how else to make up for Jenny. .
If there was anyone in this world who had to suffer on behalf of her, he would not hesitate to suffer all this on her behalf.
It was already 3 o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the hospital. Jenny was pushed into the operating room, while Rene was huddled in the corridor outside the operating room. He held his head in his hands and kept pacing back and forth...
The door to the corridor was pushed open with a "clang", and several agents pushed the injured Renault hurriedly towards the nurse's workstation...
The moment Rene and Reno's eyes intertwined, Rene looked away. He glanced at his wound, the shoulder where he stabbed himself.
"Man, you should take me with you! I came here in a leaky boat!" Renault said to René in debt.
Rene looked at him hard and kicked the chair in the corridor.
"Hey, I contacted this hospital. If you smash the seat, it will be recorded on my head!" Renault said angrily.
"If I had known I would have stabbed you in the mouth!"
"Is your foot okay?"
Reynold's voice came from afar, and was immediately covered by the sound of the door.
Two hours later, the exhausted Rene did not wait for Jenny to come out. Instead, he saw Renault being pushed out. He was pushed in a wheelchair by two agents. The wound on his shoulder was wrapped with a bandage. His expression was relaxed. The other hand was holding a cup of hot coffee.
"I only took a small sip. If you don't mind, I can give it to you!" Renault raised the coffee in his hand.
"Should you ask Jenny?" Rene said coldly.
"Uh... I think our grudges should end here!" Renault looked at his injured shoulder, "Including the cynicism you just said to me, you know, I am a serious person and only treat my own people. Occasionally humorous, but if it were anyone else, he might not even have the chance to curse!"
"Go back to your security bureau and drink tea there forever! We are no longer our own! I will call Leo and ask him to give you a fat job!"
"You're going to fire me?"
"I don't have that right! The person being fired is not me, but one of your own."
With a "pop", Renault smashed the coffee cup on the ground: "For your damn trip around the world, do you know how much time our country has wasted? How much time have you wasted? Liu Hanyang completely surpassed you during this period, not only It’s just as simple as the number of users and the communication distance. Country Z’s quantum communication satellite has already started to be developed, and they are only one step away from launch! You are still stuck in Jenny’s gentle land and can’t extricate yourself!”
"Jenny is now my beloved wife! During this journey, we completed our engagement and marriage. Don't I have the rights to get engaged and get married like ordinary people?"
René's tit-for-tat confrontation allowed the excited Renault to calm down a little. He paused, took out two banknotes, and motioned to one of the agents to buy two cups of coffee.
The agent left. Renault withdrew his gaze and said in a much calmer tone: "In order to protect you and your research results, I sacrificed eight of my agents who worked with me day and night. Jean Vanderlay, who died during Operation Fog, was the youngest son of Deputy Director Leo. , his real name was Gison Pierre Leo, the whole body was crushed into more than 20 pieces, he was only 21 years old when he died, and his wedding will be next month."
There was a short period of silence in the corridor, with only the hurried footsteps of medical staff going back and forth...
"Does Leo know about this?" Rene rubbed his face with his hands.
"I know. The first lesson I learned when I joined his staff was from him. He told all of us that we must be emotionless people when faced with tasks!"
The agent bought coffee and handed one cup to Reno and one to René.
At this time, the door of the operating room opened, and a doctor came out surrounded by several medical staff. Rene saw this and rushed forward to greet him.
"The two 9-centimeter-long wounds on the patient's face are not serious. Of course, they may leave scars. The penetrating injury on the palm of the hand caused necrosis of some blood vessels and nerves due to infection. The limbs were either amputated or the palm nerve network and nerves were repaired. Vascular reconstruction surgery." The doctor said to René.
"Then let's perform reconstruction surgery. It doesn't matter how much it costs!"
"It's not about money now!"
"That..."
"Neural network and vascular remodeling require donor cultivation in specialized laboratories, and general hospitals do not have this technology."
“Where is this technology available?”
"Mainly concentrated in the military of a few countries in the world!"
"What country?"
The doctor's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he moved his gaze to Renault not far away.
Rene understood that the wound he stabbed on his shoulder was deeper and more traumatic than the penetrating wound on Jenny's palm, and now he was only briefly bandaged and looked like a perfectly fine person.
He must have received the neural network and vascular reconstruction technology provided by the military of country F, otherwise, his facial expression would not be so relaxed and happy.
René "flyed" to Renault with a quick step. Before he could speak, Renault spoke first: "Neural network and vascular reconstruction techniques are only limited to the military, intelligence agencies, government officials and people who have made important contributions to the country. Of course that includes you!”
The technology that Renault mentioned is carried out under extreme confidentiality. Donor tissues such as blood vessels and network nerves are extracted from the protected person and then cultivated in the laboratory. Sometimes even the protected person does not know that he is also It was only after I suffered an injury that I realized I was on this list.
"I beg you, please save Jenny!" Rene begged.
"Jenny should not be on the list." Renault said calmly.
"Give her my spot!"
"Isn't this something I can decide?"
"Who? Leo?"
"Minister of Defense Jacques Francois!"
Rene was instantly discouraged. Francois was a well-known hawk and always presented himself as an iron-faced soldier. Except for people from the military, he would not meddle in other people's business.
Also, given his field and level, it is impossible to have a conversation with him.
"Tell me, what can you do?" Rene sat down on the chair and murmured.
"Save Jenny's hand, I think it's no longer necessary?" Renault leaned back and said.
"What?" Rene grabbed his collar like a roaring lion, "Jenny is my wife! No matter how difficult it is, I will save her!"
"Time will kill everything, and you will slowly forget about her!"
"No! She is the love of my life!"
Rene roared angrily, and suddenly felt that there was something in Reno's words. He slowly let go of his hand and opened his eyes in confusion: "What did you just say? Are you still doubting Jenny now?"
"I only believe in evidence!"
"Didn't you see how the agents of Country Y's Military Intelligence M6 Unit were cruel to Jenny?"
"Come with me!"
After Renault finished speaking, he raised his hands, and the agents pushed him forward.
Rene followed Renault and others back to the cruise ship. They came to the control hall that was converted into a cargo cabin. As a beam of cold light was projected from the top of the hall, a tall man appeared on the chair at the back of the hall. He was backhand He was tied up and had a black mask on his head.
His left and right feet were exposed on the ground, with three toes missing. There was a large pool of blood that had solidified into black around the feet. It was obvious that he had been tortured by Renault to extract a confession.
Renault signaled, and the agent next to him took off his mask, only to see that his face was covered in blood. René vaguely remembered seeing this person elsewhere. Suddenly, he remembered that this person was the person who tortured Jenny and disguised himself. An agent of Country Y's Military Intelligence M6 who became a waiter.
Wasn't he shot by Renault? Were the bodies melted and dumped into the sea? Why are you still alive? A series of questions flashed through René's mind.
Rene looked at Renault in shock, obviously looking for answers.
"You're curious, aren't you?" Renault read his eyes.
Renault took out a cigarette and put it into his mouth. With a "bang" sound, a jumping flame shot up from his face. He lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, then waved his hand and extinguished the flame. He exhaled heavily the smoke mixed with the dust in the hall.
"There is an empty gun in the bathroom that I asked the agents to discharge. I will not let go of any piece of evidence easily!"
"What evidence did you get?" Rene asked suspiciously.
"He is not from Country Y, nor is he an agent of the M6 Service! He is from the Peace V Team!"
"What does this have to do with Jenny?"
"Good question!" Renault clapped his hands and continued, "If anyone suspects that I am a member of the Peace V Team, then I will ask one of my own people to stage a painful trick. Can I get rid of the suspicion quickly?"
"You mean Jenny is from the Peace V Team?"
"Then you have to ask Jenny!" Renault said, pointing to the man at the back of the hall, "Or ask him!"
"I don't believe it!" René stood up with a bang, "Jenny has been disfigured now, and her palms are no longer safe. Can they be so cruel to their own people? I don't believe it!"
"I said, you can ask him!" Renault pointed to the tied man again.
"This is torture to extract a confession! You have 10,000 ways to turn a good man into a criminal! Don't you?"
Renault signaled to the agent, who handed Rene a piece of information with a top secret rating.
"This is a receipt from the M6 Department of Military Intelligence of Country Y. It contains their confirmation letter." Renault said while taking a puff of his cigarette.
René opened the receipt: Thank you for your greetings to (blacked out). On behalf of the scientific community, we would like to express our respect to you. We hate the "Peace V Team"'s behavior of selling false information and did not participate in the purchase.
(Blacked out) was an accident and coincidence, and we will work with you to defeat this organization.
In addition, according to what you pointed out, the agents on the "Diamond Queen" are not our (blacked out) staff, they are fake.
The signature is the Royal Security Bureau of Country Y.
"What does the blacked out area say?" René asked.
"The first two refer to the accident that occurred at Country Y's Hadron Collider, and the latter refers to the Military Intelligence M6 Division." Renault replied.
"It seems that the parameters I modified really caused an accident." Rene murmured.
"What does this mean?" Renault raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at René with an almost provocative expression.
"It means..." Rene said, shaking his head vigorously.
"It means that Jenny is a member of the Flat V Team! Two members of the organization directed and staged a painful plot with her!"
Renault's words faded, and Rene sat down on the chair with a thud. He stared straight ahead, his face ashen. After a moment, he buried his head deeply in his arms and inserted it with both hands. In the hair, pulling hard...
"Tell me you faked this!" After an unknown amount of time, Rene's feeble words came.
"How can I convince you completely?"
"I only believe in the facts in front of me, just like the data derived from my research. I don't believe that a piece of information can draw conclusions and determine a person's life or death."
“Intelligence is also data!”
"There is no formula for intelligence, but there is a formula for data, which is more rigorous!"
"Then how do you want to verify it?"
"Give me a chance to verify it myself!" Rene turned his head to Renault and said firmly.
Renault took a deep breath from the cigarette, then stubbed it out, his fingers twisting violently amid the splashing fireworks...
"Okay! This time I will make an exception and give you a chance to verify!" Renault said, turning his wheelchair and walking towards the door. "Once it is proven that Jenny is a member of the Flat V Team, I will immediately let her be in this world disappear!"
"You don't need to do anything, I'll do it myself!"
After Rene finished speaking, when the agent beside him was not paying attention, he pulled out the gun from his waist, raised the gun and fired. He only heard "bang bang bang..." He fired several times until the sound of the firing pin was heard. .
The bullets were all gone, and they were fired at the tied man. His head tilted, his body twitched violently several times, and he fell in a pool of blood.
"By torturing my women, I learned to kill!"
