Immediately a spot of light lit up on the globe. Zhang Youbin took a closer look and found that the location was Yanjing.
"Young man, you finally can't stand it any longer? Take the initiative and start contacting me. See if I don't find out where you are." Billy danced excitedly.
Zhang Youbin stared at the globe: "Can you trace the origin of the signal?"
Billy was very confident: "No problem, this anti-tracking globe is a combination of the wisdom of me and the little one. Don't worry, we will definitely find SPIDER's home."
Vasily also came up: "Look, look, the place where the light shines has changed. How did it end up in my hometown?"
Sure enough, the flashing location jumped from Yanjing to Russia, and Vasily could tell at a glance that it was Vladivostok, Russia.
Zhang Youbin also frowned: "This signal is very unstable. Why is it always moving?"
The small spot on the globe kept moving, all the way west, past Moscow and to various European countries.
"How cunning." Billy pulled his hair and cursed: "I know, this son of a bitch must have set up personal servers in various countries. There are many detours from the origin of the signal to the final receiving location. The purpose is
It is to reduce the probability of discovering the lair. The signal passes through so many countries, even if it is Interpol, it is not easy to find them one by one, such as here."
As they were talking, the light spot headed west, crossed the Atlantic Ocean to North America, and then flew across the Pacific Ocean and returned to Asia. The current stop happened to be Pyongyang, North Korea.
Vasily couldn't help it anymore: "Damn it, didn't it mean that under the leadership of Kim Sam Pang, North Koreans didn't even have mobile phones fully popularized? How come there is still the Internet?"
Zhang Youbin looked at it slowly and calmly, and said in his mouth: "The enemy we have to deal with is not simple, and it is reasonable to resort to these methods."
Billy was helpless: "There is no other method now. We can only wait slowly. The delay of this equipment is relatively high, but as long as the signal is constant, the source will be traced sooner or later."
This is what we have to do now, otherwise what else can we do?
The six eyes of the three grown men were all staring at the shining globe without blinking.
The small light spot started to move again, now it was not heading west, but starting to go downward. In other words, the signal was moving south and had already entered South Korea.
…
Japan, across the sea from South Korea, is still in an office building in Hiroshima, and now there is only one old man left.
Nistsutsujiro sat awkwardly on the boss's chair, which was his eldest brother's original position. Nistsutsujiro is no longer in the office, which may also mean that the core power in the divine world has changed.
Jiro was lowering his head at the moment, looking at a hanging scroll spread out on the desk. The rice paper with a white background was slightly yellowed, and two crooked Chinese characters were written on it: razor.
According to the writing technique, it is considered vigorous and powerful, but the horizontal strokes are not flat or vertical, and the level is not even as good as that of Chinese primary school students in the third grade or above.
It was such a broken calligraphy, but it was written on expensive rice paper and supported by a hanging scroll made of gold. And at this time, Nistsutsujiro was gently whispering the Chinese characters on the scroll with his hands, his eyes were very respectful, as if looking at
Just like his father.
In fact, he really regarded the two words in front of him as his dead father.
"Father, father, you have traveled westward on a crane for more than sixty years, more than one sixty years." Jiro rambled, his white hair shaking slightly: "Now little Shangwu has gone to accompany you, brother Chongwen
My physical condition is becoming more and more difficult, and I am afraid that I will soon go to serve you, Father."
Jiro wiped his eyes, but there was actually no tear in his eyes, which was enough to show his hypocrisy.
He continued, his tone becoming sharper: "My name is Kuang Fu. Although my name is very grand, I am the son you despise the most. But do you know, father? The one who admires you the most is the one who can best inherit your greatness.
The person who leads the career is actually me, it’s me, it’s me!”
When it came to the last sentence, Nistsutsujiro was already shouting.
"Although I am heartbroken by the death of the third child, it was something he asked for himself. He died decisively to stop his father's razor will. The boss couldn't see clearly, but I deduced it."
Nistsutsujiro covered his face with both hands and blocked his eyes. But his old fingers could not block the cold light shooting out from between his fingers.
The next moment, when he put down his hands, Nistsutsujiro's eyes became the same as before.
He rolled up the scroll slowly: "Having said that, the death of the third child was also a catalyst. If he hadn't died, the boss wouldn't have been able to make up his mind and let me give it a try for him."
He opened the drawer of the work desk and put the scroll in: "Don't worry, Father, I have already started to take action. The Holy War in Greater East Asia that ended hastily will soon be restarted. Soon, pure power will come to the earth. You
The final kingdom with your allies is coming soon!"
Nistsutsujiro's words were extremely crazy and exuded a strong atmosphere of conspiracy.
After putting the scroll in place, just when he was about to close the drawer, a blue light suddenly lit up in the drawer and a rapid 'beep' sound was emitted.
…
Rolls held the phone in one hand and the locator with a flashing blue light in the other, waiting anxiously. This was his last hope. If the locator at the bottom of the box couldn't contact Jason, he might be his only hope.
The bloodline is really in danger.
This locator, like the special phone, was sent by Nisatsutsu Taro, the future His Holiness. At that time, Rolls knew that although this thing could communicate, it could also locate the location, which would easily expose the secrets of their island nation.
secret.
You must know that they have made great efforts to hide themselves from the world. Even the most advanced satellites cannot detect this small island in the South Pacific. Even in the most detailed maps, there is no information about this small island.
Just a few words of information.
But if used improperly, the little glowing thing in front of your eyes may expose their hiding place to the sun. Governments around the world are frantically looking for them, and that will be the day of SPIDER's demise.
But the longing for his son still made him activate this dangerous device. Without Jason, Rauls didn't know what the meaning of his efforts to regain his family name and even his former country would be.
Father's love is great. No matter whether the father is a moral model or a greedy vampire, in the category of family love, a father is always just the father of his son.
Waiting, continuing to wait, Rauls knew that if Jason was still alive, he would definitely send back a signal. Even if his hands were tied and his mouth was blocked, as long as he had a thought and a brain wave, the signal would be sent back.
You can give back.
However, time passed minute by minute, at least two minutes, but there was no feedback. Rolls leaned against the wall, and his back slid down little by little.
Jason is dead, his only son is dead, Eric I? Rothstani's direct great-grandson is dead. The pure bloodline of the great Eric I, the true master of Europa, has been cut off.
Rauls only has one son, Jason, who was born without the ability to have children. So to him, Jason is a treasure sent by God, and the treasure of the entire Rothani family.
But now, everything is over. Even if he, Raules, has all the wealth in the world, he can't save his only son's life. Raulls feels so helpless for the first time, and his world collapses instantly.
At this moment, the phone in his other hand suddenly vibrated, pulling Rolls back to reality from the dark abyss.
Although the phone had no caller ID, Rauls knew it must be calling from the headquarters above the God Realm, because this phone could not receive any other calls at all.
When he thought of the world of gods, Raules thought of Jing. Yes, why didn't Jing keep his son?
The angry Raulers answered the phone and yelled into the phone: "Xitong, you bastard, you lied to me, you said that Jing is the future sage, give me back my son, immediately, or I will let you
You and your organization will pay the price."
The answer on the other end of the phone was very cold, and the tone was very different from the original one, with a clear accent.
"Laors, right? I am the Reverend Now."
Now, His Holiness? Raulers has no time to care about the difference in titles: "Why is it you? Where is your boss? Let him talk to me."
Nistsutsujiro snorted coldly: "I am the boss above the God Realm now, just tell me if you have anything. But before that, I would like to remind you to turn off the locator immediately, otherwise your lair will be exposed immediately. If
If you want SPIDER to be uprooted, or if you want to be the biggest sinner of the Rothani family, you can ignore my words."
Rauls woke up immediately. Yes, he no longer had a son, so he could no longer be a sinner. With just one thought, the light on the locator disappeared, even the red light disappeared.
"Very good." Nistsutsujiro on the other side of the phone obviously knew that the signal was turned off: "Okay, the crisis is temporarily resolved. Through this call, let's get to know each other again. I am the current Venerable, and I am
You call him a bastard, Xi Tong’s second brother.”
For Raulers, he is one of the few people in the world who knows the true identity of the three Xitong brothers, but that's all. What he doesn't know is that there is a bigger secret behind the surname Xitong.
"It turns out it's Your Excellency Jiro. I've heard your brother mention you a long time ago." Rolls tried his best to suppress his sadness.
"Haha, really, that's not like the boss's style." Jiro replied with a sneer.
He knew what Nishitaro was like. His eldest brother, like his father, looked down on him. Even though he had done more things, this concept was already deeply ingrained.
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