"The patrols will arrive at the test subject warehouse in five minutes. They may not be able to distinguish the real Haneda Danya, but the audience at the opera house will definitely be able to."
Suddenly, a childish voice came to Yu Jiang's ears, and his eyes drifted subconsciously.
This voice came from the communication channel between him and Bourbon, but obviously unless Bourbon took APTX-4869 and was very lucky to "win the lottery," his voice would never be like this.
Yu Jiang paused and spit out a name: "Hongshu, who asked you to come?"
"No." The boy's voice was clear and clean, but calm without any emotion, "I am Noah's Ark, you can call me Noah."
Although he just heard the sound, Yu Jiang felt as if a young boy was bowing politely to him: "Brother Hongshu asked me to help you."
"I don't need..."
As soon as Yu Jiang finished speaking, a dazzling white light suddenly hit him, and then someone yelled: "Who is there?!"
he:"……"
The slap in the face came so fast, like a tornado.
"Bearing 322, you can reach the ventilation shaft within three seconds at the maximum speed and head to the second underground deck." Noah's voice whispered rapidly in his ears.
Yu Jiang didn't have time to judge whether this sentence was correct or not. He acted quickly according to Noah's instructions. He had changed his position almost as soon as the searchlight came on. The next second, he had fallen into the ventilation shaft smoothly.
Disappeared without a trace.
The guards couldn't help but have doubts about their own eyes. They rushed to where Yu Jiang was just now and looked at each other.
Finally someone spoke up: "Should we report it?"
If something goes wrong, they will be punished in the end.
Another guard hesitated for a while and said, "Let's go to the test cabin first to check the situation."
No matter who sneaks into the underground, their goal is obviously the experimental cabin. As long as the experimental body is intact, maybe the figure just seen is really an illusion?
Noah passed the guard's conversation to Ikue intact, and said: "According to the calculation results, the probability of the patrol discovering that Haneda Danya is fake is 23.7%, the probability of the guard discovering it is 46.2%, and the probability of the theater audience discovering it is 23.7%.
79%, you have 3 minutes and 47 seconds to copy the data and evacuate the Amoros."
He paused very humanely and said, "The probability of achieving this goal is 0."
"Ha," Yu Jiang breathed out, "didn't your creator tell you that there is no absolute zero probability in the human world."
Noah was silent for a moment in confusion: "It has been recorded. I will remember to replace it with infinitely close to zero in the future."
But he still couldn't help but ask: "What's the difference? Your physical data tells me that you actually don't have the confidence, because you have been given up by your teammates, right?"
Although Yujie has never revealed his relationship with Bourbon and Scotland to anyone, after all, with his identity, he has always done whatever he thinks of and does not need to worry about anyone. However, Hiroki Sawada was still vague in his contact with Sister Shirley.
Found some clues.
At such an important moment now, Bourbon and Scotland still haven’t provided help. Doesn’t it mean that they are betraying the enemy?
Therefore, Yu Jiang just curled his lips and did not directly answer Noah's question.
He may never understand the justice of those guys, and he doesn't need to.
What he has to do now is to sneak into the intelligence center, copy all the data of the Amoros Project, and then send those high-level officials to hell to atone for his unfortunate past seventeen years.
…
Amoros Theater
A broad palm placed on Kuroda's shoulder, and then, a voice with a fake smile sounded: "Officer Kuroda, you have worked hard today. I heard that you were planning to take a vacation, right?"
Kuroda Biewei avoided the contact of the man without leaving a trace, turned around and put on a fake smile: "This ship is of great importance. It is our duty as a public security officer to protect the security and interests of the country. It is not worth mentioning."
The bright crystal lanterns hung high on the top of the theater. The lights reflected the faces of the guests in an extremely strange way, and also made the scars and one eye on Kuroda's face extremely terrifying.
The man didn't even dare to look at him for a second, and left quickly after chatting for a few words, muttering things like "It's really scary" and "These maned dogs are just dogs after all" when leaving.
Kurodabei's expression did not change. He withdrew his gaze and took out a mobile phone from his pocket.
On the screen was an email from a strange mailbox, and the content inside was very simple. There was only one report - a DNA comparison report.
His eyes flickered, and his eyes stayed at the conclusion of the report for a long time, without saying a word or any emotion.
"I found him."
This is the only text on the email. It has no beginning and no end, like a silly prank by a stranger.
But Kuroda Hei held on to the phone bit by bit, even if the sharp edge of the tempered film scratched his fingertips without noticing.
Found him.
But the kid wouldn't accept him.
Because he even regarded him as someone with malicious intentions. After he finally gained a new family and felt the long-lost family affection, he criticized him mercilessly and despised him as a judge.
What exactly did he do?
Guests continued to walk into the theater from Kuroda Hei. This area had been sealed off to guests on the ship, so those who could come in were all VIPs specially invited by the Japanese government. They talked freely about what the Amoros Project could bring to them.
He talks about the benefits that come with it, talks about the "small" costs that "have" to be sacrificed in the plan, and laughs lightly from time to time.
Their tone was condescending and their expressions were contemptuous and indifferent - just like him at that time.
"Officer Kuroda?"
Someone called his name.
Kuroda Hei turned his head and looked over, his expression as calm and steady as ever. It was very reassuring to see him: "Mr. Furitani."
The middle-aged man smiled and narrowed his eyes. He seemed to be in a good mood: "That boy has caused you a lot of trouble, hasn't he? Young people lack training, so you need to bear more responsibility."
Kuroda Biewei bowed slightly humbly: "Some things can only be understood when you reach a certain position. He will always understand."
The middle-aged man nodded: "I'm relieved to leave him to you. So I'm sorry to bother you today."
"certainly."
Watching the man enter the theater, Kuroda Hei said in his heart: This is also a father, an arrogant and arrogant father.
Those children have already been very good, and have even made greater achievements than their father at the same age. Today's Amoros should be their stage.
Kuroda Hei turned off his cell phone, turned around and left the theater.
In the corner behind him, a dark, round head shook slightly.