When "Mr. Mo" started greeting acquaintances, Captain Jimmy moved back and gave Goto the most forward position. He himself issued a series of instructions through the Deep Blue platform.
On the Sakai side, several instructions were quickly implemented, but the communications sent thousands of kilometers away were still not transferred to the most critical people.
Captain Jimmy was a little annoyed: "You still give the witnesses a lunch break?"
On the other side of Ticheng, Hood, who was also the captain of the operation, said, "Sorry, that's a greedy hyena. He smells the smell of flesh and blood and always wants to get a few more bites. This is his home base, and he swarms at every turn." It’s annoying to form a team...Now that the agreement negotiations are coming to an end, we want to wait for him to sign before connecting to avoid new situations.”
"Sign, haha? Do you want to find a lawyer for him?"
"Prepare your own, and there are two of them. There are almost the same team of witnesses from other associations of ability users and veterans' associations - you said you would make it a solid case."
"..."
Jimmy was choked uncomfortably. He admitted that the purpose of setting this line was to create trouble for Bai Xinyan, the nominal supervisor, so he took the more "correct" path, but now the situation has changed!
"Listen, Hood, don't talk nonsense now, I just want to know how long it will take to sign, be more precise!"
"Well, let me do the math. It's about... soon?"
"...If he talks as much nonsense as you when testifying, I swear I will slit his throat!"
"Hmm, I can do it for you. Anyway, I've had enough of him these days."
The two action captains reached a consensus thousands of kilometers apart.
Captain Jimmy immediately forwarded the information to Goto Yi through the preset channel. The latter had no reaction and seemed to focus all his energy on communicating with "Mr. Mo".
Goto Yi's eyeballs were still interlocked with "Mr. Mo's" gaze behind the monocular lens. The thin skin on the skull's face trembled slightly, maintaining a chatting posture:
"Your lenses are not bad either. They are directly condensed with water molecules, right? As far as I know, the only one in the world that can directly create molecular-level structures is the 'Drip Sword'..."
"To be precise, it's the 'Water Condensing Ring'. The secret technique published by His Majesty the Emperor Wu in Annex 2 of the Federation's RT8313 mission is the 'Drip Sword', yes, but it contains 6 basic structures that truly have the effect of mobilizing water molecules. There is only one type, the 'Condensing Water Ring', and it is also the most valuable one."
The topic suddenly went off the rails.
In this regard, different "observers" at Beishan Lake and beyond have their own judgments.
"Mr. Mo? I've never heard of 'Mr. Mo' in this world."
On the private airship, efficient monitoring methods are transmitting the situation on the lakeside simultaneously.
The audience is small, but they are all very important.
After returning to Sakai, Tamagawa Eisuke, who had been sick all the time, straightened up unconsciously. He was very interested in this character.
Of course, part of the reason why he suddenly cheered up was that His Holiness the Pope had cut off communications and did not suppress him here and now.
"Condensing Water Ring, Mr. Mo...the connection between these two sides is not clear. He seems to be a good teacher..."
Tamagawa Eisuke stared at the surveillance screen, watching the discussion between the two people on the lakeside surrounding the "Condensed Water Ring". The more he listened, the weirder he felt. After more than ten seconds, he moved his eyes to Bai Xinyan's face: "Who is he talking to?"
Bai Xinyan sat on the armrest of the sofa and tilted her head to look at the private projection area. What was shown on it was a conference room in Ticheng thousands of kilometers away. She and Tamagawa Eisuke were not paying attention to the same direction at all, so five seconds passed. Then responded:
"Goto Yoshi, to a certain extent, he can be considered a nemesis... There should be nothing wrong with that."
"I mean just now."
"Old man, you have information in your hand, Morio, nicknamed 'Veteran'..."
"The one he was talking to himself!" Tamagawa Eisuke's face turned blue and his tone became sharper.
Bai Xinyan spread her hands: "How can you guess this out of thin air?"
Tamagawa Eisuke quickly controlled his mood swings, his eyes became sharper, and there was still suspicion in them: "Don't you have any ideas?"
"If you have any opinion, you can tell me." Bai Xinyan pushed the question back.
Tamagawa Eisuke stared at Bai Xinyan and smiled with his teeth cracked: "There are only two directions. One is to find a person for him according to the character setting of 'Mr. Mo'." The Blood Flame Order is qualified to be a 'sister'..."
"uh-huh?"
Bai Xinyan responded casually, her eyes still staying more in the private projection area. In the conference room in Ticheng, two rows of negotiators had already started shaking hands with each other, making it look like a formal business negotiation...
In fact, there is no difference.
Tamagawa Eiji's face turned a little red again, and he unconsciously raised his voice: "The other one is to broaden the scope a little bit, and search for people we know and don't know who have 'sisters' among the strong men in the world. "
"Oh, that would be a lot of trouble."
"Just add a filter condition."
Tamagawa Eisuke's fingers twitched, as if he really wanted to issue the order, but his eyes were still glued to Bai Xinyan's face, and continued to ask: "Of course it would be best if the two directions work together, but if only one condition is met, which one do you choose? ?”
Bai Xinyan looked back and smiled: "Of course I choose the safest one."
"you!"
Bai Xinyan continued to smile: "Now it is inevitable to guess, but our guesses are not counted, why not read on?"
As she spoke, she reached out and swiped to put the private projection screen here into the main projection area of the room, juxtaposing it with the surveillance screen by Beishan Lake.
"Look, although the two are still in conflict at the moment, at a deeper level, there is already an undercurrent of communication, just waiting to break through the information barrier... Aren't you curious about what will happen then?"
Tamagawa Eisuke was very annoyed by Bai Xinyan's roundabout tone: "What's the point of finding a witness for identification? Is the identity of 'Mr. Mo' true or false? Is his relationship with the Blood Flame Cult shallow or deep? Who cares? Even if Ticheng successfully transfers the call and identifies it successfully, can you still expect this person to be captured without mercy? Instead of playing this kind of detective game, it is better to let your team of men take action directly. Goto Yi can see more Something!”
"Captain Jimmy needs a 'key' to open his weapon box and always stand on a moral stand - this is a rare quality for front-line personnel."
Bai Xinyan seemed to be completely unaware of the twists and turns inside, showing the magnanimity of a superior, but the conversation soon changed: "Mr. Tamagawa, you made your contempt for the Blood Flame Order so obvious. Is it really good?"
Tamagawa Eisuke sneered: "A bereaved dog, a rootless Ping, even if I want to take it seriously, it still depends on whether they can handle it!"
Bai Xinyan had no position to defend the Blood Flame Order. She just shrugged: "We still have to respect the judgment of front-line operators. Even if there is really a problem, this is not an intercontinental airship. It is so close. Are you afraid that you will not have time to react? ?”
"..."
Tamagawa Eisuke's slightly flushed face turned pale at this moment, and his straight back also slumped, and the scene fell into a state of stagnation, embarrassment, and some incomplete doubts.
In this atmosphere, changes finally occurred at the passenger terminal. Goto Yi broke away from the weird state of looking at the "monocle mirror" and chatting around the "condensing ring" and got to the point:
"Mr. Mo from the Blood Flame Order..."
"You can call me that."
"What's your full name? Your position in the Blood Flame Order?"
Goto Yoshi gradually increased the pressure and also paid close attention to the reaction of "Mr. Mo". Relying on the special eye structure, he is equivalent to a humanoid lie detector, able to grasp the breathing, pulse, skin moisture, etc. of the monitored subject in detail...
However, Mr. Mo’s cooperation was obviously not enough:
"Is this an interrogation?"
"If you can't find a more suitable term, you can temporarily express it like this. I think it still has the corresponding qualifications."
While speaking, Goto Yi returned to his arms, took out a retro wallet, and took out a beautifully designed business card: "There are a lot of titles on it, but there is a greater chance of finding the position corresponding to the interrogation. , Sakag City Official, the Association of Ability Users, or anything else...are all areas I am good at."
Mr. Mo had no intention of picking it up. He just squinted his eyes and raised his head slightly to see the still dazzling light in the gap between the thick clouds of fish scales.
"Mr. Mo?"
"No matter how dazzling your name is, it can't compare to today's sun. I don't like the weather, and I don't like you either... It's just that these eyes are more interesting."
Goto Yi was stunned for half a second and laughed out loud.
No matter how much he smiled, the surrounding atmosphere quickly became cold and stiff. At this time, Captain Jimmy, who was half-hidden behind him, coughed slightly and gave the "everything is ready" signal.
"Some things are not up to anyone at all."
Goto Yi's "interesting" dim eyes were locked on Mr. Mo's face, and he chewed out syllables like ice in the gap between his lips and teeth.
As he spoke, he shook his wrist, and his fingertips flickered across the faces of Ezuka and Okuhira Yoshizo on the periphery, and finally landed on the "veteran": "This person..."
"I'm the one who protects him, so he's right to come to me if he needs anything."
"..."
Goto Yi choked slightly, and he shook the wrinkled flesh at the corners of his mouth. He wanted to laugh but felt extremely weird. Subconsciously, I glanced back at the "veteran", only to see that the latter also looked confused and had even forgotten how moved he was.
"A frank answer!"
Although it was somewhat unexpected, Goto Yi made up his mind as quickly as possible. His dim eyes moved slightly in his orbits and refocused on Mr. Mo's face: "So, you have admitted your connection with the Soul Cult?"
Mr. Mo sighed: "So?"
"So you admit the collusion between the Blood Flame Order and the Soul Order..."
"Damn you! This is the most despicable slander!"
Scoops suddenly sounded on the dock. The strong Western accent and the ambient sound seemed out of place with the lakeside pier.
On the dock side, most people were startled by the voice. They turned their eyes to follow the sound, but what they saw was a rippling halo of light - this is the projection area, in order to have a good view on a sunny day. The effect has also been somewhat processed, so that the figures and background inside are more or less color distorted, but the clarity is above the standard.
Everyone recognized it. What was shown in the projection area was a conference room space. There were about ten people in it, divided into two groups, sitting facing each other across a long table. They had various hair colors, eye colors, and skin colors. Body language is uniformly relaxed.
There was only one person who had just stood up from the main seat at the conference table. His face was sullen, and he waved his arms so much that he lifted up the corners of his suit. It felt like he was walking in the wind, and he came towards the camera.
"The judgment is rash and the charges are ridiculous. Are you connected remotely just to let me see this?"
The shot of the angry man is very good, and the final stop position is just right, which not only gives the "audience" here a sense of oppression, but does not deform the face and figure. It is said that he has a great figure. He wears a casual suit, has a deep and upright face, and a slightly slovenly brown beard. He has a star-like look and is a character that is easy to make a deep impression on people.
Being scolded by such a person, Goto Yi's tolerance seemed to have increased. His expression barely changed, and his eyes were still fixed on Mr. Mo's face without blinking.
Mr. Mo, on the other hand, was a little curious about the newly-appeared projected figure, so he shifted his gaze, moved around the projection area, and met the eyes of the "angry man" opposite.
The "Angry Man" reacted immediately. He leaned forward slightly, further increasing the pressure: "The reputation of the Blood Flame Order cannot be controlled by some shameless bugs..."
"Who are you?" Mr. Mo asked curiously.
"What?"
The person on the other side was obviously stunned for a moment, and his instant real reaction made his "angry" expression break through many cracks, and then the smile caused by the absurdity overwhelmed him.
"you do not know me?"
Mr. Mo leaned back in his wheelchair, tilted his head slightly, curled his lips, and his posture was childlike and innocent. Even though he did not speak anymore, he did not hide his true thoughts:
Should I get to know you?
The "Angry Man" completely defeated the attack. He laughed out loud, turned half around, tapped his chest with his right hand, and showed his incredible emotions to other people in the conference room:
"Look, he said he doesn't know me!"
At least half of the people in the conference room laughed out loud, while the other half seemed dumbfounded as if they were watching an absurd play.
Gathering the cognitive resonance in the entire conference room, the "angry man" turned back, his deep-set eyes, gray-green pupils overflowing with joyful emotions: "This, um, I don't know what to call him. But there is one thing, since you don’t know me, then in the Blood Flame Order..."
"Cadman, stop being rude!"
A sharp voice cut across and forcibly interrupted the speech over there. And on the route that the electric wheelchair had just crossed, Yin Le, dressed in a professional suit, walked through the crowd and approached quickly.
Well?
Goto Yoshi, who has entered the theater mode since the remote projection appeared, suddenly felt the blood vessels in the corners of his eyes, watching Yin Le receive the treatment of the electric wheelchair before: the "Celestial People" gathered at the pier, dozens and hundreds of social violence The people stood in a huddle, all glaring fiercely, but doing nothing substantial.
This isn't right!
Goto Yoshi never restrained his men, and his "Celestial People" were not the righteous teachers of Qiu Wufu, but a bunch of violent scum who were afraid of the world being in chaos.
So, what is the meaning of two consecutive "welcoming greetings"?
Gotogi pursed his lips, and his dim pupils shifted in his eye sockets. His gaze moved from far to near, scanning several key locations on the pier, passing Yin Le, pausing for a moment, and finally falling on Mr. Mo's face again.
"Sir, are you okay?"
Yin Le finally arrived at the area where the situation was most tense. She saw the changes at the dock on the boat and rushed over as quickly as possible.
Before disembarking, her main targets were the addict-looking Gotou Yoshi and Captain Jimmy who was retreating further back. The two appeared at the same time, proving that the two groups of people who were hostile in Sakajo had completed the merger. .
She thought this was all the challenge. Unexpectedly, new variables appeared midway that should not have appeared!
Ticheng, which was supposed to be the rear area, actually stabbed him through the air... For Yin Le, who was temporarily in charge of teaching affairs during Mrs. Halder's retreat, this was an unforgivable mistake!
Especially after that incredible experience.
Yin Le came here with poison in his heart, and he even ignored the ubiquitous sunshine and the accompanying spiritual pressure on the way... As for the socially violent people on the dock, they really didn't count.
Mr. Mo was noncommittal about her arrival.
This made Yin Le feel more and more uneasy, but she could not let her anxiety destroy her demeanor, otherwise she would only embarrass her boss.
She could only take the opportunity to bow to Mr. Mo, adjust her breathing, consciously stand behind the wheelchair, gently hold the handles on both sides, and clarify her position. Then her eyes pointed to the projection area on the pier, pointing to the place thousands of miles away. An acquaintance from abroad.
"Cadman, Mr. Mo, you are too presumptuous now!"
Cadman's beard and white teeth combined to create a bright smile: "Mr. Mo, is this the Mr. Mo who doesn't know me and I don't know him either?"
At this time, Goto Yi should have spoken out to cooperate, but for some reason, the man who was staring at Mr. Mo was distracted.
Captain Jimmy tried to remind him to no avail, so he rolled his eyes and said, "As a senior leader of the Blood Flame Order, Cadman does not know Mr. Mo, who claims to be a member of the Blood Flame Order, and is the deputy chief priest of the order." If you hold a completely contradictory position, what does that mean?”
Yin Le's face was expressionless, but the flames in his eyes seemed to penetrate the projection and burn to Ticheng, which was halfway across the Pacific Ocean: "As the deputy chief priest..."
Goto Yi's hoarse voice seemed to be full of phlegm, and he cut across at the right time: "Deputy Priest Yin, at this time, the hierarchy within the Blood Flame Order is only part of the evidence at most, and it is by no means suitable as a tool to deny evidence.
"It is said that Mr. Cadman has voluntarily signed the relevant witness agreement, and it has been notarized by the legal authorities with senior third-party personnel such as the City's Abilities Association, the Veterans Association, and the Mercenary Service Agency. In terms of the priority of legally admissible evidence, , Mr. Cadman has already surpassed you...it complements his status as a senior member of the Blood Flame Order."
This is a premeditated siege!
Yin Le felt even worse. If possible, she would push Cadman into the lava lake at the bottom of the Blood Soul Temple, roll him over hundreds of times, cook him thoroughly and fry him thoroughly to relieve his anger.
But now, the distance of thousands of miles has eliminated all possible weapons, leaving only the least lethal words...
"Higher management?" Mr. Mo's whisper seemed to be talking to himself, with a tone of doubt.
Captain Jimmy defended his first statement: "There are only nine members of the Order's discussion group in the entire Blood Flame Order. Of course they are high-level members."
Cadman bowed cooperatively and showed a reserved smile.
On the dock side, Mr. Mo shook his head slightly: "I have limited energy, and I don't know much about the current governance structure of the Blood Flame Order. I only know that the order has 127 fanatic believers and 1,540 devout believers. The 127,000 light believers are barely enough. Recognizable... you are not one of them."
Without waiting for anyone else to respond, he tilted his head back slightly, as if he was talking to Yin Le, and seemed to sigh spontaneously: "As a sect, the number of devout believers and fanatic believers is honestly a bit small, and they are not enough to support The Blood Soul Temple is operating at full capacity—is it because of the Idea Sect?”
Yin Le: "..."
Cadman was stunned for a second, and then showed a bright smile like a star: "Well, this Mr. Mo, are you prepared to deny that Mrs. Halder, including Ms. Yin Le behind you, has any influence on the selection and appointment of believers in the sect? You know, I respect the trust placed in me by the sect very much, and I also have a good collection of letters of appointment and authority certifications issued. There is also more practical evidence..."
Cadman stretched out his hand. Under the bronze skin, there was clearly a layer of dark light that was almost blood-colored flowing, and the air around his arm seemed to be roasted by high temperature, forming obvious distortions. However, the shirt and suit sleeves above the wrist showed no signs of scorching or burning.
Seal of violent fire.
This is one of the high-end physical skills of the Blood Flame Order. For someone like Cadman, who can do it just as he says, with almost no need to adjust his energy concentration, he is already a master of martial arts and is definitely a B-level combat power.
The most important thing is that using physical skills to form a supernatural power that is close to flames definitely requires powerful interference. As a physical-side ability user, Cadman can only achieve this effect with the help of the Blood Soul Temple!
"I can call upon the power of blood and fire at any time. I always thought this was the recognition given to me by the will of the blood flames. Now... Mr. Mo, are you ready to deny all this?"
In just a few words, Cadman found the feeling of "anger" again, managed it with a skillful expression, and successfully transformed it: "Deputy Priest Yin, don't you give the devout believers a doctrinal explanation?"
Yin Le did not respond.
Mr. Mo scratched his chin: "Well, in this case, even if the factors of philosophy and methods are excluded, there is indeed something unreasonable in the Blood Soul Temple system itself."
Cadman almost lost his temper again: "The way you speak does not sound like our original sect, but a bit like... the Binding Control Sect?"
The so-called "Control Sect" is the branch of the Blood Flame Religion where Tian Bang, who is known as "the first person below the extraordinary", belongs. It was this military strongman and his forces who drove Mrs. Halder's family from Xia City to Ti City.
Cadman's statement is full of malicious irony.
Unfortunately, Mr. Mo is completely indifferent to this: "The teachings of the Blood Flame Order are actually mediocre. It is better to study them seriously with reference to the actual objects... It is not convenient for me to go there now, why don't you come over?"
In the conference room over in Ticheng, someone laughed muffledly.
The situation is slipping towards an even more absurd level,
Cadman spread his hands and almost ran out of words to say to this sometimes mysterious and sometimes nervous Mr. Mo: "What a good proposal... I think I have enough time to consider it."
As the body moves, the arms spread and swing, bringing up the hot wind of flames. The power of the fire seal still affects the surrounding area.
Huh?
Cadman subconsciously waved his hand again, and the blood-dark light was disturbed by the airflow, like a flame blowing again from a half-extinguished embers pile, and the brightness suddenly turned brighter.
There are real flames, bloody flames burning!
Cadman's expression changed.
