Chapter 818: The Eve of the Blizzard (please vote for the big chapter)
"ah?"
The young detective who was looking at He Ao nervously shook his hand holding the coffee.
"Director Gast?"
Lena, who was sitting nearby, reminded her carefully.
"oh,"
Gaster quickly turned around, and then realized that the coffee in the cup in front of Lena had overflowed, "Sorry, sorry."
He immediately lifted the moka pot, and the young agent beside him quickly handed over a towel.
Gaster took the towel, placed the moka pot on the cabinet next to him, and then quickly wiped away the coffee that spilled from Lena's cup on the small coffee table.
"it's okay no problem."
Lena quickly took the towel from his hand, half snatching it, and then stretched out her hand to wipe it herself.
Gaster glanced at his hands, and then at Lena's careful wiping.
The moment Lena took the towel from his hand, he could clearly feel the strong force Lena used subconsciously.
He had never realized before that this redhead with a fiery figure was also a powerful C-level.
He took a few quick deep breaths to suppress the surprise in his heart.
In fact, based on his experience, it would have been impossible for him to lose his composure to such an extent, but what He Ao just said was indeed shocking and made him unable to control his emotions for a moment.
He placed the Moka pot on the cabinet on the induction cooker that had turned off and looked at He Ao with some residual shock. "Mr. Yiluo, thank you for your help the night before yesterday."
"fine,"
He Ao shook his head, "It's not all my fault. The autonomous driving system also helped me a lot."
Gaster's brows twitched.
If He Ao said that there was another person helping to drive, he would still believe it, but didn't he know the mecha's automatic driving system? That thing is an artificial retard!
Moreover, when the signals were blocked that night, the functions of the offline autonomous driving system were greatly weakened.
Soon, he realized that the young boy in front of him saw his surprise and shock just now, so he deliberately weakened his role the night before to give him a step up and make it easier for him to accept.
Originally, he was still doubtful about this matter, but the concession made by this little Mr. Yiluo at this moment dispelled a lot of doubts in his mind.
Long-term experience tells him that there is no shortage of geniuses in this world.
He has also heard that some people who have never been exposed to mechas before operate it like they can control it with their arms.
The young boy in front of me might be that kind of one-of-a-kind mecha genius.
Although this was indeed the case, and he was trying to convince himself to accept it, the shock on his face still could not be completely dissipated.
At this time, after hearing He Ao speak, everyone stared at He Ao in stunned silence. Only the young agent who had just handed over the towel finally plucked up the courage and asked in a low voice, "Was it really you that night?"
?”
Gaster's expression changed, and he was immediately ready to warn his men.
The thoughts of many superiors are unpredictable, and some rash words may anger them and cause disaster.
"If you are talking about the person who pilots the mecha, it is indeed me."
He Ao put the coffee to his mouth, blew in the hot air, and answered with a slight smile.
"You...are you so powerful?"
The young detective looked at He Ao incoherently.
He was not afraid of death and was able to drive his vehicle back to fight alongside Gaster that night even though he knew he would die.
But in that pitch-black night, the pure white mecha that blew up the behemoth in the sky and stood tall in the blazing flames, the majestic God of War that made countless dragon cavalry fighters lose their courage with just one turn and one look.
It was deeply imprinted on his mind.
He had fantasized about meeting the legendary mecha pilot countless times.
I have also imagined countless appearances of the legendary mecha pilot.
But he never imagined that he would be in this situation, that this legendary mecha pilot would be so 'young'.
"It shouldn't be very powerful?"
He Ao took a careful sip of coffee, and the rich aroma of coffee oil exploded in his mouth.
He just did the best he could.
"Isn't this awesome?!"
The young agent's eyes suddenly widened and his whole body tensed upright, "You do this...and then that...and then...it's really..."
He held countless words to his lips, held them in for a long time, and finally said slowly, "That's awesome."
Gaster beside him couldn't help but cover his forehead.
"That... that..."
The young agent hesitated for a moment and then asked, "You are so good. Have you been learning to drive mechas since you were a child?"
"strictly speaking,"
He Ao held the coffee in his hand, and the hot air danced in the dark room, "That night was the first time to fly a mecha."
This is indeed Iroh's first time flying a mecha.
At this moment, everyone present, including Lena and Klin, who couldn't get into the conversation and didn't know what was going on, opened their eyes wide, and their pupils suddenly shrank.
"Your... first time... piloting a mecha..."
This time, it was Lena who stammered and spoke.
"Just blow up the behemoth in the sky?"
Gaster took her words tremblingly.
"Um?"
He Ao looked at them with some confusion, "I told you, I have the help of the autopilot system, and I also read some books about mechas when I was a child."
Iroh has indeed read a lot of books, and his favorite toy is also a mecha toy.
"Yeah, yeah."
Gaster nodded in agreement.
Yes, yes, it’s all done by autonomous driving, you don’t know anything...what kind of monster is this!
Among everyone, except for Klin, it was the young agent who was the most shocked at first and the least shocked when he heard the news.
He has never actually piloted a mecha, and has no idea how difficult it is to get started.
And what He Ao did in his mind was enough to shock him, reaching his shock threshold, so that he felt that if it was He Ao, whatever happened would be very reasonable.
A genius who piloted a mecha for the first time killed a behemoth in the sky. Is there anything wrong with that? It makes sense! This is genius!
He lowered his head and asked cautiously and nervously, "Then, is it difficult to drive a mecha? Can I still learn it if I try to learn it at my age?"
Which boy doesn't have a mecha dream in his heart, especially after seeing that legendary battle.
"As long as you work hard, it shouldn't be difficult?"
He Ao thought for a moment and said carefully.
In Wei An's memory, when he first learned about mecha, it was indeed not difficult.
Although the operation method of the Federation mecha is anti-human joystick control, as long as you understand the functions of each joystick and spend time practicing, you can get started.
"real?"
The young detective's eyes sparkled.
"Ahem,"
Gaster coughed quickly, "It takes a long time to learn how to operate a mecha. Now that the matter is over, I can recommend you to the Federal Military Academy for further training."
"Thank you, Director!"
The young agent immediately saluted excitedly.
"But mecha driving is not an easy task, you have to be mentally prepared."
Gast warned.
This is like a math problem. Some geniuses can figure out the answer at a glance, but ordinary people take half a day to solve it.
There is still a huge gap between the 'simplicity' spoken by geniuses and the real 'simplicity'.
Gaster was afraid that this boy's expectations were too high and that he would suffer a terrible fall when the time came.
However, after listening to Gaster's words, the young agent opened his mouth but hesitated, as if he wanted to refute but did not dare to refute.
"Yes,"
At this time, He Ao on the side laughed and said, "Everyone has a different definition of difficulty, but no matter whether it is difficult or easy, subjectively you must think it is easy, and then use the mental preparation to deal with difficult problems to deal with it."
"good!"
The young detective nodded. He didn't quite understand what he heard, but it was obvious that he heard it.
Gaster's brows twitched.
He felt like stars were shining in the young detective's eyes when he looked at He Ao.
Why did the subordinates he brought out by himself run away with others after just a few words?
but.
He glanced at He Ao, who was holding a cup of coffee.
Although the boy looks very young, he seems to have a maturity that is completely inconsistent with his age.
He was obviously an older young agent, but in front of this young boy, he looked more like a child listening to training.
He didn't doubt there was anything wrong with it.
Geniuses are always precocious.
This is the gift of genius and the suffering of genius.
While Gaster was thinking, He Ao had already turned his head, looked at him, and asked, "Director Gaster, have you contacted Irons?"
"Contacted,"
Hearing this question, Gast's face darkened and he said softly, "The FBI headquarters accepted our information and said they would open a case for investigation. They have already sent an investigation team over."
"Why only send the investigation team here?"
Lena was a little surprised, "Is your FBI now indifferent to the fact that your branch is being kidnapped?"
"Not indifferent..."
Gaster's expression was a little embarrassed.
"How did United Industries defend itself?"
He Ao didn't seem surprised by the result and asked softly.
"That's the problem,"
Someone rescued the siege. Gast breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly, "United Industries said that their security minister secretly colluded with the Eternal Secret Cult and brought their team and the sky beasts they borrowed to besiege us. The night before yesterday
The incident was purely accidental, and they were also victims implicated by the Eternal Secret Cult."
"But this looks like an excuse..."
Lena frowned slightly.
"It is indeed an excuse, but as long as United Industries 'reports' the incident in advance and complies with procedures and procedures, and there is a large consortium helping them operate, it will be difficult for the FBI headquarters to draw direct conclusions."
He Ao answered slowly.
"Report the crime before it happened?"
Lena was stunned.
"Is such that,"
Gaster glanced at He Ao in surprise and continued,
"They bribed the mole in the investigation bureau to 'report the case' when I set out to encircle and suppress the Eternal Secret Cult. The mole suppressed the news and reported it to the headquarters alone, thereby bypassing me. They claimed
The reason is that the problem was discovered only after the sky beast left. They had made all the arrangements before the incident happened,"
Having said this, he sighed, "On the contrary, we were caught off guard."
"Winter is too far from Irons,"
He Ao looked at the burning electronic fireplace, "In addition, Director Gast is not dead, and it does not violate the FBI's taboos, so with a little operation, we can prolong the time and follow the normal investigation process.
, when the time comes, as long as all the blame is thrown to the Eternal Secret Cult, United Industries can stay out of the matter."
"Yes,"
Gaster nodded slightly,
"I originally applied for direct support, but it was not approved. I just organized an elite investigation team to come over. These are the normal investigation procedures within the FBI.
"But Winter City is far away from Irons. At least half a month has passed since the investigation team came to investigate, report, and verify."
"Is this purely a procedure to prolong the time?"
Lena came back to her senses, "United Industries is going to use the Eternal Secret Cult to complete complete control of the entire Winter City? Then backhand, sell the Eternal Secret Cult, use the power of the FBI to clean up the Eternal Secret Cult, and then obtain a complete and clean
Winter City?"
Her face darkened, and she gritted her teeth and said, "The bad things are all done by the Eternal Tantric Cult. They are pure little white flowers. This is a good idea."
Then she thought again, "If they complete the matter, wouldn't all the previous matters be wiped out? And why is the FBI such a bastard, allowing United Industries to deceive?"
Gaster smiled awkwardly beside him.
If the FBI were pure and honest, a C-level officer like him with outstanding military exploits would not be transferred to Winter City, a place so far away from Irons.
Strictly speaking, there is nothing wrong with what the FBI headquarters did. It is a normal procedure.
But the same thing, in the hands of different people and following different procedures, can even produce completely opposite results, and they are all in line with the process.
There are too many factors that can be ‘operated’ here.
He raised his head and looked at He Ao, "Judging from the current situation, the cooperation between Eternal Secret Cult and United Industries does not seem to be monolithic. Perhaps we can make some use of the contradictions between them."
After speaking, his tone gradually became lower.
Eternal Secret Cult and United Industries are obviously old foxes full of bad intentions. The more contradictory they are, the more they will restrain themselves before turning against each other.
Deliberate provocation may be self-defeating.
"Um,"
He Ao nodded gently, looked thoughtfully at Klin, who had been unable to get into the topic, and asked slowly, "Grandpa Klin, do you know what the Eternal Secret Cult has been doing recently?"
“I don’t know much about other areas,”
Klin thought thoughtfully and replied, "There have been more and more 'sermons' in the Storm Zone recently, and more and more people have been selected to enter the Kingdom of God. Some of my old brothers have also been 'sent' to the Kingdom of God.
Many gangsters who originally had nothing to do have been recruited by the Eternal Secret Cult, and they are constantly recruiting new people from their 'believers', and they seem to be expanding on a large scale."
"good,"
He Ao still nodded thoughtfully, turned back and looked at Gast, "When will the investigation team from the FBI headquarters arrive?"
"It should be before tomorrow night."
Gast replied quickly.
"The weather forecast says there will be a snowstorm tonight."
Lena said from the side with some doubts.
"Yes,"
Gaster nodded, "They accelerated here just to avoid this blizzard. They are trying to arrive before the blizzard tomorrow night. The special fighter plane they are flying is faster than an empty boat."
"Is it a snowstorm?"
He Ao raised his head and looked at the character cards floating in his field of vision.
He had some vague inferences, but he always felt that there was still something missing.
