"This is Chu Zihang. The mission has been completed. The members of the relevant organizations found are now ready to be taken into custody."
"Chu Zihang, you lost contact for half a day and there was an accident in the mission?"
"No accidents, just necessary infiltration."
"I asked Lin Nian to assist you. Have you already met?"
"He has left."
"he left?"
"Professor, is there anything I need to inform him about?"
"I will contact his school management department myself. They are already on the way. Just wait where you are."
Click beep beep, the phone was hung up.
The sky in the distance is vast and beautiful, with golden clouds scattered in red velvet on the sky. The setting sun shines on the corners of the abandoned building. The exposed steel bars and mottled floors are bright and dark. The west side reflects like fire, and the east side
Hidden in the dark, the huge building shadow hides people in the desolate atmosphere and looks at the sunset that is about to end.
Chu Zihang put away the phone and sat at the door of the abandoned hospital looking at the bullet in his hand. The evening sunlight shone on the surface of the bullet in his hand like water waves. He had been sitting here staring at the bullet for half a month.
For an hour, my thoughts continued to circle farther and farther along the spiral pattern on the bullet.
This bullet is a standard Magnum .44 bullet. It has a double-layer structure. The outer steel is wrapped with mercury and the inner copper is wrapped with mercury. It is sealed with molten metal. The warhead is marked with a cross knife. It requires a large-charge bullet to carry it, so that silver
Magnum revolvers are the best choice.
If the craftsmanship of this bullet only stopped here, Chu Zihang would not hold it in his hands and play with it, because normal mercury core bullets are actually just rumors from TV series and movies.
He got an 'A' in his alchemy class for two semesters. His excellent alchemical theoretical foundation made him understand that mercury bullets are basically impossible to use in reality, because no matter whether the bullet casing is copper or iron, it cannot contain mercury. Liquid mercury
At the moment when the primer is triggered in the bullet core, the high temperature is enough to evaporate the highly toxic liquid mercury. Of course, some people will say to use amalgam, that is, amalgam, but unfortunately, amalgam is non-toxic, and it is not difficult to become a bullet with added toxicity.
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The only thing that can break the limitations of mercury core bullet technology is unconventional means, which is the alchemy of the dragon civilization.
There is no doubt that the production process of this bullet involves alchemy, and it is a very sophisticated and sophisticated alchemical technique. The threads of the bullet that Chu Zihang now lightly traces with his fingers are miniature alchemical patterns.
He has seen and used this type of bullet. Those truly effective mercury cores all have the same properties as this bullet without exception. The entire metal of the bullet body has been 'killed' by alchemy.
When the primer is triggered, the temperature and pressure of gunpowder burning and breaking the sound barrier will not be transmitted along the 'killed' metal into the interior and affect the liquid mercury. Only after the warhead is impacted and comes into contact with the iron-containing blood, the internal structure of the bullet will change.
It will cause stress collapse, and a large amount of highly toxic mercury will be injected into the wound, causing serious injury.
This supernatural craft is enough to affect the rules of chemistry and physics to a certain extent. Many people often link alchemy to the 'formation' on the Internet. The professor has repeatedly emphasized that alchemy is closer to modern circuit diagrams than to fantasy.
But the students are still happily discussing whether the Dragon King's alchemy can move mountains and seas, fly up in the daytime, etc.
However, when alchemy is actually used in reality, the most common ones are the antiquities excavated from ancient tombs and ruins that have already been engraved with alchemy, that is, alchemical items. Modern mixed-races have the greatest understanding of alchemy.
Just stay in the textbook.
If you want to truly understand alchemy and turn it into a technology that can be mastered in your hands, it is almost rare. The difficulty is almost the same as rubbing a photolithography machine by hand. Those who can do it are like Einstein.
He was gathered and protected by the forces just like he was alive.
In any case, this kind of technology is quite cutting-edge in the hybrid world. Only a few top forces are capable of producing it, and the Secret Party is one of them.
Although the Equipment Department has declared to the outside world that its works will never be traded for external arms, both Chu Zihang and Lin Nian have seen mass-produced works of the Equipment Department that have been wandering away during missions more than once. The explanation given by the latter is
The goods warehouse was robbed, but the truth is unknown.
A series of braking sounds interrupted Chu Zihang's thinking. He raised his head and glanced at the street outside. Several black business cars stopped suddenly at the gate of the abandoned hospital. Dozens of muscle knots were violently pulled apart in the car.
The big man who couldn't even be restrained by the explosion-proof suit rushed down, and the people leading the team stepped towards Chu Zihang on the steps.
"School Engineering Department, we have reorganized 15 people to report to you." The leader of the school engineering team stood in front of Chu Zihang and saluted. This group of retired Navy SEAL men were neatly lined up in the open space and fully armed. The Executive Department today
After the order was given in the morning, this group of professional personnel rushed to the scene across the ocean in the evening, but the captain glanced at the deserted open space around him and knew that his mission was almost over before it even started.
"Can you tell me what's going on at the scene?" the captain asked.
"On the third underground floor, the prisoner has been arrested, two victims survived, and the bodies of the two victims have not been cleaned up."
"Detailed information about the prisoner?"
"Ordinary people are suspected of being instructed by unknown forces to complete this crime, but he is not the key target of this mission and is just an incidental result." Chu Zihang said, "The victims are divided into one male and one female, and the female is the one we are looking for.
She has the person we want, has the commissioner of the Intelligence and Psychology Department arrived?"
"I have contacted the nearest psychology department teacher," the captain said.
"Also, help me check this." Chu Zihang put the warhead in the captain's hand, "Let Norma find out his origin. There may be some clues hidden behind it."
"Alchemy bullet?" The captain of the school engineering team was no stranger to the vine-like threads on the warhead. After rolling the warhead in his glove and looking at it carefully, he carefully put it into the evidence bag and handed it to the men behind him.
"The warhead is complete."
"The last bullet was intercepted when it was fired. The sample is very complete. Try not to lose it." Chu Zihang explained.
"Stopped?" The captain didn't quite understand.
"Lin Nian." Chu Zihang spoke concisely and to the point.
The captain's face immediately showed an expression of sudden realization. The school engineering department had collaborated with Lin Nian many times on tasks, and he was quite familiar with this 'S' level specialist. Naturally, he knew what he could do.
"The prisoner looks unlucky," the captain said sympathetically.
"But at least there is still one life left."
"Can you survive after passing through Commissioner Lin Nian's hands?" The captain was stunned for a moment. According to his understanding, if he was on the opposite side of the 'S' class during the tasks of the execution department, the consequences of using a knife or a gun would inevitably be
Divided into several pieces, they have seen this happen too many times.
"Is it possible that the prisoner threw himself into the trap for more?" the captain asked after hesitation.
"It's unlikely. The reason why there are people alive is that the suicide was prevented." Chu Zihang took out a piece of toilet paper wrapped in a roll from his pocket. After opening it, there was a molar inside, which could be seen on the tooth surface.
Smooth soft capsule surface with prominent horizontal lines.
"Poison sac?" The captain took it with a stern expression and looked at it with his teeth.
"It's most likely cyanide toxin." Chu Zihang said, "It was torn off before I could bite it."
"Did ACE do it?"
"ACE?" Chu Zihang raised his head.
"I mean Commissioner Lin Nian." The captain immediately changed his mind and explained, "Everyone in the team is used to calling him that. Isn't he the ace of the execution department?"
"Yes." Chu Zihang nodded.
"Weird things happen every year. Can a prisoner who has been dealt with by ACE still be alive? And he was shot." The captain touched the back of his head. Does the 'S' class think this prisoner is worthy of interrogation? Or is it just today?
'S' class in a good mood?
He wasn't sure and didn't ask any questions. He looked back at his team members and waved his hands to give tactical instructions for action. The strong men in explosion-proof suits rushed into the abandoned hospital building, all covered in bulletproof armor.
The weight of uniforms and equipment made the footsteps sound dull.
"The elevators and the stairs in the elevator shaft have been damaged. There is a sufficient amount of TNT explosives hidden in the basement walls. The detonators have been removed, but it is not ruled out that there are other hidden detonation devices."
"Everyone in our team has rich experience in defusing bombs." The captain gave a thumbs up.
"In addition, when dealing with the two victims underground, you must be more careful than dealing with the prisoners. They are both mixed races and will be relatively resistant to drugs. Double the dose and monitor the heart rate. Once there are signs of recovery, even if there are signs of recovery, control and do not do anything.
Accident." Chu Zihang further reminded.
"What about you, Commissioner Chu? Are there any other tasks that need to be investigated later and do you need our help?"
"Now that you have intervened, the mission can come to an end here. I will write a detailed mission report before twelve o'clock in accordance with ministry regulations, and then go to the indoor basketball court of the city gymnasium."
"Indoor basketball court?" The captain was stunned for a moment.
What kind of mentality is this, so that after completing a thrilling mission, you still have enough energy to go to the gym to play basketball? Is the energy of the 'Super A' grade hybrid already so strong?
"I told others that I will be at the basketball court all day today and I have to take a walk." Chu Zihang explained looking at the captain's strange expression.
"Where should we go to find you for reporting after we finish processing here?"
"Remote communication is enough. There is no need to meet in person if it is not particularly urgent."
"Copy that." The captain saluted and glanced at Chu Zihang, then turned around and prepared to follow the team members and rush into the hospital building.
"By the way, wait, there is one more thing." Chu Zihang suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand as if he remembered something. The captain immediately stopped and turned to look at him.
"Help me make an appointment with the psychology department teacher, preferably tomorrow." Chu Zihang said.
The captain was startled for a moment, then suppressed his desire to raise his eyebrows.
They know who Chu Zihang is better than anyone else. He is second only to Lin Nian in the execution department and is the only student of the head of the execution department. He is also recognized as the second generation 'ACE' in handling field tasks.
Ace Commissioners, like this kind of ace, generally have a pedigree that is difficult for ordinary people to match, but also possess extremely strong resilience and ability to withstand pressure.
In the executive department, even the school workers of the SEAL team are forced to undergo regular psychological consultations because they are on the field from time to time, and are completed by the teachers of the psychology department. For the school workers, this is simply like going to jail or for any other reason.
Field specialists are in jail, and no one likes to face a psychiatrist who can figure out the last time you wet the bed in a few minutes.
But now Chu Zihang actually asked to make an appointment with the psychology department teacher. This was as abnormal as a sick child asking to take medicine.
"Commissioner Chu, are you sure you're fine?" The captain hesitated and asked, "Did something happen during the mission?"
"Everything went smoothly and has nothing to do with the mission." Chu Zihang shook his head slightly.
"Okay, I will contact the nearest psychology teacher to make an appointment for tomorrow, right? There should be no problem. When we informed her before, she said that she has been free during this period." After seeing Chu Zihang, he was confused.
Not wanting to be cared about, the captain said no more, then turned and left.
"The nearest psychology teacher is always available." Just when Chu Zihang was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to remember something and stood there chewing on the captain's words.
It can't be such a coincidence, right?
He glanced at the red sun falling over the residential area outside the abandoned hospital and thought to himself.
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Manstein pushed open the door to the central command room and hurried toward the large-screen console at the front with the nods of commissioners on both sides.
It is now eight o'clock in the morning, Chicago time. He is the professor on duty in the central control room for the next round. According to the college's rules, the professor is required to be on duty in the control room at all times, in case of sudden lapses. The on-site specialist does not have enough authority level to deal with it.
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When he came to the blue projection of the earth, Manstein looked up and saw Schneider standing motionless like a statue below. The oxygen bottle on the trolley on the ground sent oxygen into the broken lungs along the oxygen tube.
, making a horrifying sound of tearing breathing.
"It's time to change classes, Professor von Schneider, you can go and have a rest." Manstein tried his best to keep things more business-like. Even if both of their students were in the Lion Heart Club and had a close relationship, this did not mean that
As student tutors, they also get along well with each other. On the contrary, they don't like each other in private.
"Professor Manstein, I just have something to ask you." Schneider looked back at Manstein and said in a gentle tone.
Manstein suddenly raised his eyebrows and took a step back. He looked at the man in front of him as if he were seeing him for the first time. He was just a little short of shouting out whether the head of the executive department in front of Norma's application for iris scanning was an unknown force infiltrated.
The suffix of the executive department director he pretended to know within the college was always 'coldly', indifferently and lightly'. How could such a tone as 'mildly' appear?
Damn it, he really heard the gentleness in Schneider's tone.
"Be normal." Manstein's expression changed a few times before he finally decided to show off, "What trouble did you get into while I was away and you want me to help you with it? Let me make an agreement first. No matter what it is, I will follow the truth."
Report to Norma. The central control room is monitored 24 hours a day. I tried to help you but couldn’t. Did you just command what mission failed?"
"That mission has been successfully completed." Schneider glanced at the 3D projection of the earth where the pulsating red dot had disappeared.
"Then why are you talking to me like that?" Manstein spoke a little awkwardly, probably quietly hinting that Schneider was just as awkward as he was.
Schneider looked at Manstein expressionlessly. At this moment, the gentleness that originally rose disappeared in an instant, and what appeared instead was the cold war-damaged version of the robot he was familiar with, "I just have something to tell you.
discuss."
"What's going on?" Manstein paused, wondering if that moment of "gentleness" was Schneider's demanding attitude? That was really disgusting (hands), no, it was scary.
"Before you came to hand over the shift, in the last ten minutes there was a task that jumped directly from the central control room to the execution department. Based on the content of this task, I considered that the execution department might need some external help this time." Schneider said.
"External help? The college never hires outsiders. This is an iron rule of the executive department. Otherwise, why would we train our own students?" Manstein frowned subconsciously, "And if you need external help, why do you need to discuss it with me? This is because
For your own affairs, Minister, I am affiliated with the Discipline Committee and cannot help you with any field tasks."
"The so-called external force has many interpretations in the context. It is often used as an external force, that is, a force outside the executive department. School students who have not been recruited by the executive department are considered 'external forces.'" Schneider said lightly.
"You talk very convolutedly, and usually it's not a good thing if you are so convoluted." Manstein whispered, "What exactly do you want to do? How can I help you."
"There is a task that I need trustworthy and reliable people to complete." Schneider bowed his head and said.
""
Hearing his words, Manstein fell silent and understood what the other party meant, and then said, "Lin Nian is still on vacation and will not accept any transfer from the executive department. This is the intention of the school board. You have forgotten
What?"
"He is not convinced by the management of the school board."
"So you can find any reason to contact him, and then make your requests and so on. You have already asked him privately once, but was rejected, so you came to me?" Manstein suddenly reacted.
"Yes." Schneider nodded silently.
"What is the specific task?"
"Protecting the shipment of a document."
"What document is worth the risk of offending the school board?" Manstein was a little surprised. He thought it was another bloody trick that required absolute force.
"No one needs to know and no one should know the contents of the document," Schneider said.
"Why did he reject you? The price you gave is not appropriate?" Manstein raised his eyebrows. He understood his students well enough. In the boy's eyes, the school board's ban was far less than the white flowers issued by the executive department.
The field subsidy was effective, and Schneider often used this trick to deceive Lin Nian through life and death.
"No, he said he had more important things to do during this time," Schneider explained.
"What's going on?" Manstein paused and asked.
Then he found that Schneider opened his mouth several times but fell silent in the end. This made him even more suspicious. Is there anything that even the head of the execution department couldn't say? Is Lin Nian doing something particularly dangerous?
Manstein thought for a moment, glanced around, then took a few steps forward and approached Schneider.
"What do you mean by meeting 'mother-in-law'?"
Ten seconds later, the German-born professor asked a question about an unfamiliar Chinese word. Perhaps his voice was a little loud. Several commissioners passing by below immediately looked at Mansch with strange eyes.
Stein and Schneider.
Judging from the gossip and weird expressions on their faces when they left, strange rumors may soon spread in the academy.