"I'll take this lobster!"
Caesar grabbed the five- or six-pound blue lobster from the hold and held it high.
"Chu Zihang, take the biggest king crab, Fingel, just put your knife on the head of the tuna! Xia Mi, you are too short, stand in front... Chopper, you didn't bring one Is it a camera? Can the flash of your mobile phone illuminate you clearly?"
"Hey, you guys have gone back to your normal names, why am I still Chopper?"
Yuan Zhisheng held the phone and said angrily.
"Then let's all continue to use fake names," Caesar said. "Mihawk, can you have some expression on your face? You want to feel great when you come back from fishing, bear! Don't hold the tuna, you look like you are knocking down a woman. You look like a bastard! I told Perona not to squeeze in with Mihawk, that fish is blocking you!"
Chu Zihang kept his face paralyzed, raised the king crab in his hand a little higher, slightly showing that he was proud of this harvest, and smoothly pulled Xia Mi, who was baring his teeth at Caesar, in front of him.
Fingel got up again from the writhing tuna. This fish was too lively. He had just been slapped hard on the face by the tuna's tail, and his resistance was far from being humiliated. Women can compare.
The background is the legendary "Drieste" deep submersible. The characters in the picture are three BTs wearing black tights and a beautiful girl. The BTs are holding fish and smiling brightly, while the beautiful girl is chatting with the fish. Surrounded by them together, it was like the opening of some kind of action movie with one woman and many men... Then the unruly tuna tail swept violently. Chu Zihang and Caesar were swept at the same time, losing their balance. Blue Lobster and Emperor A crab hit him.
"Kacha" was heard, and the moment when the performance failed was recorded by the camera.
Caesar touched his sore head and stood up, waving to Yuan Zhisheng, "Does your phone have a selfie function? Set a selfie, and Chopper will come with you."
"Yes, Chopper, come together and take a group photo." Xia Mi was the only one not wearing tight-fitting combat uniforms. She wiped the foam on Chu Zihang's face with her sleeves, which was vomited by the king crab just now. "By the way, help me. Hold this fish down."
After hesitating for a moment, Yuan Zhisheng simply made some settings on his phone, placed it on the side of the boat, fished out a two-foot long gargi fish from the fish hold, held it and ran to squat in front of Xia Mi and Tuna. Down.
Before he could get into his position, another "Kacha" sound was heard, and the white light flashed out. This time, the faces of these tight-fitting BTs were finally clearly captured.
In the last row are Caesar, Fingel, and Chu Zihang, three big men in tights. Fingel is carrying a lively tuna. Xia Mi in front of Chu Zihang is looking at the fish with a very unhappy look. Below Natsuya and Yu is Minamoto Chisei in a squatting posture.
"I'll take a picture too!" The equipment department technician eagerly tore off his coat, wet his hands in the bucket and combed his hair.
"You are on a mission!" Manstein suddenly appeared on the Monyach. "Hurry up and do your warm-up exercises. Next, you will dive into the deep sea! Are you going to Japan to play beach volleyball?"
The jubilant scene on the deck froze instantly, and within a short while, Caesar's big face appeared on the big screen at the Cassell College command center in Chicago.
His eyes widened curiously, looking left and right.
"What is he looking at?" Manstein was stunned.
"They don't know that we installed a surveillance camera. That camera is hidden, and they can't see what's going on here. They can only have voice calls with us through their mobile phones." Schneider said, "Now you are exposed."
Manstein's face looked a little ugly.
"Hi! Hi! Can you see me waving?" Caesar's palm almost covered the entire screen. "Professor Manstein? I recognize your voice."
"He's testing us," Schneider whispered.
"Oh! Are they stealing from us?" Fingel also came over enthusiastically and simply pressed his hand on the pinhole camera, and the screen went dark.
Manstein covered his face, this is "surveillance", okay? It is a completely different concept from "stealing kui".
The former is the professional quality of the FBI and CIA, and the latter is a salty old man hiding in a dark room...
Then the screen got wet.
Chu Zihang brought a small swordfish over and was using the swordfish's spikes to poke the camera. The camera was probably hidden in some hole. He found this tool and tried to dig it out.
"Hey!" Fingel's voice came from the red receiver.
"Caesar, no one is talking over there. Have they gone to have midnight snacks?" Then Fingel was talking to Caesar, "Is there a camera in that hole?"
Schneider and Manstein looked at each other, and Schneider took the phone: "I am Schneider from the Executive Department. Executive specialists, are you ready to dive?"
After a brief chatter, the portrait reappeared on the screen.
Manstein was stunned for a few seconds, not knowing what expression to put on.
In just the blink of an eye, the invincible professional atmosphere was restored on the Monyach.
Caesar and the people from the equipment department were doing the final inspection of the submersible; Yuan Zhisheng was lying on his laptop recording sonar data; Fingel was installing a lifeline on the submersible; Xia Mi looked very professional. Chu Zihang checked the zipper of the diving suit...
These people were wearing tight-fitting combat uniforms just now!
It only took them a few seconds to put on their wetsuits! ?
Chu Zihang was sternly wiping his knife. He was meticulous and serious. There was nothing "unprofessional" about him. He was solemn and solemn, as if he was about to commit seppuku.
Manstein didn't want to watch anymore. These guys probably thought that the range of the camera was limited, and the headquarters didn't see clearly what they had just done...
"I was just waiting for the order from the headquarters," Yuan Zhisheng's voice was solemn and deep, "I made some preparations, and now I can dive at any time."
Pretending to be professional has to have a logic... What kind of preparation does cleaning your knife professionally do for a deep dive mission?
"Confirm the dive team list again," Schneider said, "Caesar Gattuso."
"arrive!"
"Chu Zihang."
"arrive!"
"Fingal."
"Why... your stomach suddenly hurts?" Fingel immediately bent over.
"Fingel!" Schneider suddenly raised his voice with great intimidation.
"To..." Fingel answered listlessly.
Schneider didn't bother to dig into the reason. He was the only one among everyone present who knew Fingal's identity, so he naturally knew that Fingal was acting.
But that's not important.
"Question: Who is that girl?"
Schneider's serious voice came out of the speakers, like the sound of a dull saw rubbing against rotten wood.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this question.
The command post can see here!
They all looked at Xia Mi.
Xia Mi walked out cheerfully: "Second year preparatory student at Peking University in Kassel, Xia Mi, hello, Professor Schneider."
Both the Monyach and the Kassel headquarters fell into an eerie silence.
After an unknown amount of time, Schneider's broken bellows-like voice sounded again: "Who took you aboard?"
Xia Mi didn't speak. Everyone else whistled and looked around. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
"Very good," Schneider's voice was emotionless, "Xia Mi, your status as a preparatory student has been revoked..."
"Professor," Chu Zihang came out, "I brought her on board."
"What is your relationship?"
Chu Zihang didn't care about other people's eyes. He looked at Xia Mi and said firmly, "Xia Mi is my girlfriend."
Silence, oppressive silence.
Schneider's voice sounded again.
"good very good."
"Chu Zihang, you are the only person appointed by the principal. You should know the confidentiality of this mission.
grade! Your mission is to assist in slaying the dragon, not to fall in love! What you did is a serious violation of the discipline of the Executive Department! "
As he spoke, he actually shouted in that hoarse voice, which sounded like the cry of a sea monster to everyone's ears.
Chu Zihang lowered his head, but he didn't seem to want to admit his mistake.
He has always been a good boy in the eyes of the teacher. He can do everything perfectly and has never done anything wrong... But everyone seems to have ignored that it is not that Chu Zihang will never do wrong things, but that he never does anything wrong. "What he thinks is wrong." When he thinks something is right, he will complete it unswervingly.
Schneider was furious, and more people thought that Professor Manstein, as the disciplinary committee member, was the most abiding by the rules, but in fact, Schneider, the director of the execution department who often broke the rules, was the most abiding by the rules, but he always followed the rules. The iron law of the execution department.
Chu Zihang violated the rules of the Execution Department. If he was punished according to the provisions of the Execution Department, leaking the contents of the confidential mission would be punished as a crime of betrayal of the secret party.
Xia Mi rushed forward and stood in front of Chu Zihang: "I want to get on the ship myself, so you should revoke my qualification as a preparatory student! I will drop out of school!"
To be honest, there is no use for her to have this thing now.
But what Chu Zihang was thinking about was another point: "No, if you drop out of school, your memory will be erased. You can't drop out."
Caesar also advised on the side: "Professor Schneider, sooner or later, Xia Mi will be one of our own. This shouldn't be considered a leak of secrets. At most, it is a violation of the rules for a couple to perform a mission together. It's not a big problem. How about you be accommodating?" "
Fingel also interjected: "That's right, Xia Mi's bloodline is also the top of the A-level. She is fully qualified to participate in this mission. The only problem is that she is not an official student yet. What a problem it is. It’s time to gain experience in advance.”
These people were yelling at each other, which made Schneider even more angry. Just when he was about to punish each of them, a phone call came in.
The number that can be directly connected to the Kassel command center is very high-level.
After Schneider got through, he hung up after a few words, and then looked at the scene on the Monyach again: "Shut up, everyone, is the head of the Japanese branch Yuan Zhisheng here?"
Yuan Zhisheng raised his hand: "I am."
"Keep an eye on that preparatory student and prohibit her from contacting anything related to the mission, including Chu Zihang."
"yes!"
Chu Zihang couldn't help but said: "Professor..."
"I said shut up," Schneider said, "Chu Zihang, your punishment will be notified to you at the end of the mission. Now, carry out the mission."
"yes!"
"Caesar, Chu Zihang, Fingel."
"arrive!"
"The order is given now, dive in five minutes."
"clear!"
Everyone was busy, while Xia Mi looked at the camera with an annoyed look on his face, seeming to be thinking about how to dismantle this thing.
Schneider leaned weakly in his wheelchair and sighed.
Manstein patted him on the shoulder: "Who called just now?"
"S-level."
Manstein was stunned: "Principal?"
"No, Gu Bei."
"Does he have the authority to command you?"
"The principal gave him temporary command authority. He is on the same level as the principal." Schneider lit another cigarette, feeling inexplicably tired. "He was the one who put Chu Zihang into the dive team... that girl should be It was also with his tacit approval.”
When Manstein thought of Gu Bei's crazy style and how this lunatic still held the power of the principal, he suddenly shuddered: "I always feel that Gu Bei might let them capture dragons alive..."
Schneider pinched his eyebrows with a headache: "It's not impossible."
"Alas~"
The two people in the command room sighed in unison.
——
Osaka, Kukakukan.
When Sakurai Kogure returned to the reception room, it was hard to accept what she saw.
The scene before.
The room was bare, the black crystal on the wall and the white porcelain bottle in the corner were all missing!
The most important thing is, why is the ceiling in this room missing?
The ceiling of the reception room was originally a whole piece of ukiyo-e, which was extremely expensive and could not be bought even if you had money.
Now, gone!
She's only been out for half an hour!
Half an hour!
In half an hour, some persistent men can’t even finish!
What on earth can be done to turn this room into a war-damaged version of Syria within half an hour? ?
Did you throw a thermobaric grenade into the center of the room?
Sakurai Kogure gritted her teeth and looked at the man in the room. The man was reclining on the sofa in the room in a comfortable posture, with a pair of soft white radishes pillowed under his head. The table was filled with various kinds of things. fruits.
The girl who was supposed to be receiving guests in the lobby took out a bunch of grapes from the fruit plate, then peeled them off one by one and handed them to the man's mouth.
The man was eating grapes while making a phone call: "Xia Mi is one of our own, don't make it too difficult for her. Chu Zihang will be your right-hand man in the future...Eh? Why did you die?"
This treatment is almost the same as that of an emperor.
Sakurai Kogure held back her anger: This is the Dragon King's guest, this is the Dragon King's guest...
Recite it silently a few times to calm down.
"Sir, Master Kazama is already waiting for you."
The man clapped his hands, walked away from the white radish, and kneaded it. It was indeed soft and smooth.
"I'll come and play with you next time."
After joking with the girl, the man came to Sakurai Kogure.
"lead the way."
Under the admiration of thousands of people, the man followed Sakurai Kogure into the elevator in the middle of the casino that no one except Sakurai Kogure himself had ever taken, and then went all the way to the top floor.
The door of the Japanese house is open, and you can directly see the scene inside the room when you step out of the elevator.
At this time, Kazama Ruri was kneeling in the middle of the Japanese room, and her Aoihime costume was replaced by a moon-white kimono.
He has been waiting here for a long time.
"Xiaomu, you go down first. "
"yes."
Sakurai Kogure turned around and left. It wasn't that she wasn't worried about Kazama Ruri, but she always only obeyed Kazama Ruri's orders.
Sakurai Kogure left, and only the man and Kazama Ruri were left on the entire top floor.
The man sat cross-legged across from Kazama: "It's not easy to see you once."
"Actually, you have a more direct method," Kazama Liuli said, "I know you can travel through space, and it only takes a moment to come to my place."
The man smiled and said, "That would be rude."
"You are also very rude now." Kazama Ruri spoke rudely.
He just has this kind of temperament, he speaks out when he has something to say, which is completely different from Yuan Jingmei who keeps everything in her heart.
But the man didn't care.
He snapped his fingers, set up an illusion barrier around him, and then stretched out his hand to wipe it on his face: "Oh, it's so awkward, but my face is still comfortable. I will never have to change my head like this again... I have to find time to develop a skill." Disguise technique, I remember that Yu Hua Po should be able to disguise himself, I will see if I can restore his technique another day..."
The man was chattering and rubbing his face. After a while, his face turned into that of a young man - it was Gu Bei!
Kazama Liuli said: "The plan has already started according to your arrangement, and now you suddenly come to me again. Do you have any new arrangements?"
Gu Bei nodded: "I want to ask you something."
Kazama Ruri: "What do you want to ask?"
"How much do you know about the emperor's blood?"
