In a strange room filled with yellow-green gas on the eleventh floor underground of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department building, three native Japanese stood aside from a distance. They looked at the mysterious special correspondent from Europe with awe in their gas masks. His name was Devoru... that must be just a pseudonym. Shichibu Ryo thought tremblingly... The blond man pressed a finger on the chest of the operating body, just below the left breast. It is not difficult to guess. Under the elastic Underneath the skin and tough bones is the black girl's constantly beating heart.
Small sparks of electric sparks kept popping out between Devoru's fingertips and the skin of the operating body. The woman's body was twitching violently and unconsciously, as if dancing a funny dance. Shichibu Ryo's active anti-virus A warning light lights up on the inside of the mask. The red symbol of "HCL" lights up. This means that the component of hydrogen chloride gas is detected in the air. The chlorine in the mixed gas reacts with trace amounts of hydrogen under the electric spark, resulting in this corrosive Sexual gas. Kosaka quickly walked to the control panel and pressed a button. "Pfft..." Forty micro-nozzles on the ceiling began to sprinkle water mist. The "HCL" warning light went out almost immediately. The irritant is easily soluble in water. The sexual gas, together with the chlorine in the air, turns into light yellow dilute hydrochloric acid, which gurgls away from the drain.
Devereux retracted his finger. The arc disappeared. The black woman covered in electrodes collapsed weakly in the operating cabin. Her dilated brown pupils looked at the cold alloy ceiling. "Sir, she..." Kosaka turned off the water spray. Device. He took two steps forward and asked nervously.
"She's not dead." The commissioner turned around and walked out. A slight tremor surged through his muscular body wrapped in a tight suit. Small droplets of water could be seen bouncing off the surface of his blond hair and elegant suit. Waru took one step out of the sliding door of Room 1, leaving behind him a human-shaped silhouette made of water mist. The next second, water droplets scattered on the ground, making small splashes on the floor.
Kosaka pressed the green button. The upper cover of the operating cabin slowly closed. The three wet Japanese walked out of the room. Devereux was standing quietly in the passage waiting for them. The suit was as dry as if it had just been taken out of the laundry. ."Where is the other operating body that was attacked?" He glanced across the silent and dark passage. A small blister appeared in the corner of his eye. It disappeared without a trace immediately.
"The second door on the right in front. Congressman." Kosaka replied respectfully. "Room 3. Operator numbered 3-11."
The sliding door of Room 1 closed silently. The door of Room 3 quietly opened. As soon as the door opened, the director of the intelligence investigation room, Ichinmu Zhongshi, and the director of the Computer Information Department, Shichibu Ryoichi, exclaimed. They took two steps back and covered their hands with their hands. Wearing a gas mask and making vomiting movements, Kosaka seemed very calm. "After the accident, the deacon requested that the scene remain as it is. We did not send anyone to deal with it. Please understand, Congressman."
"Of course." Devereux said calmly. He walked calmly into Room 3. 16 operating cabins were placed against the wall. The upper cover of the cabin marked with numbers 3-11 was opened. The red light for emergency failure was on. Tangled in the cabin's densely packed electrodes and pipelines was a woman's body that was beginning to decay.
Because the mixed gas contains oxygen, saprophytic bacteria grow rapidly on the corpse. However, the body fluids of the corpse react with chlorine to produce hydrochloric acid and hypochlorous acid, which kill the bacteria in batches. This war of reproduction and destruction is ongoing. It happened repeatedly within ten hours, leaving behind a swollen and shiny body and a strong rancid smell in the air. The active ventilation gas mask automatically detected the components in the air and removed harmless trace amounts of 1,5- Pentamethylenediamine and butylenediamine are ignored. These two stinking chemicals are commonly known as cadaverine and putrescine. They are the main source of the smell of rotten corpses.
Shichibu Liang bent down and retched twice. He suppressed the strong nausea. He knew that vomiting in the gas mask was not a good idea. Yinchunmu got used to the pungent smell before he did. He slowly approached Room 3. He got behind Devereux and Kosaka. Two fraternity members were observing the corpse. "This operator died due to increased intracranial pressure caused by subdural hematoma." Kosaka bent down and pulled out two obstructing catheters. . introduced: "Hematoma compresses venous return, causing a sharp increase in intracranial pressure. This situation has occurred in previous experiments. However, there has never been a case of death of the operator." He picked up a round object. There are also long fibers connected to the back of the sphere. "Look, the cranial pressure squeezed the eyeball out. If the eyestalk hadn't been pulling behind it, it might have broken the glass of the hatch."
Shichibu Liang, who had just walked over, turned around and retched again. Devoru glanced at him and stretched out his fingers to gently touch the cheek of the female corpse. A tiny arc flashed because the subcutaneous tissue had been decomposed by bacteria. The entire face of the corpse, together with the shaved scalp, slid off the skull, revealing the bloody skull. The brain slowly flowed out from the eye sockets and nostrils. The viscous tissue fluid emitted white smoke in the chlorine gas.
"Ugh..." The director of the computer information department finally couldn't suppress the convulsions in his stomach and vomited out in the gas mask. The exhaust fan was immediately blocked by vomit. Didi's alarm sounded. "Kosaka, take him out. "Devereux said calmly.
"Sir, Congressman. I, I. Why don't you let Yinchunmu send him out? I can explain it to you..." The maintenance man's eyes widened in surprise.
The European correspondent turned to look at him. Kosaka immediately swallowed the rest of his words. He turned around and picked up Shichibu Ryo's armpit and walked outside. "You useless waste...Mr. Minister." He looked at him and breathed fiercely. The troubled middle-aged man glanced at him and pulled him towards the long passage.
The sliding door was closed. Yinchengzhong approached Devoru with excitement. "What do you need me to do? Mr. Congressman."
The special correspondent retracted his finger and shook his head: "This operating body is no longer useful. If the brain is damaged, no data can be retrieved. Let's go find a quiet place to sit. I have some questions to ask you."
"Of course. Congressman, rooms 14 and 15 are empty. They have independent ventilation rooms and necessary comfortable equipment. They were originally used as rest rooms for duty officers. They have not been used since the 11th underground floor was isolated. Trouble. Please follow me. This way please." Yinchunmu bowed slightly and then walked outside first.
Walking along the yellow-green mist-filled passage to the end, the director of the investigation room opened the airtight door of Room 14. The two people approached the small preparation room. The ventilation fan removed the toxic mixed gas and replaced it with clean air. The green light Shining. The air-tight door leading to the inside slowly opened. Yicun Muzhong took off his gas mask and let out a long breath: "Ah, fresh air is indeed the best. Do you think so, Mr. Congressman?" "
"Probably." Devoru looked around the 30-square-meter rest room. He walked to a leather sofa and sat down. "I'm going to make tea right now. Congressman," Yinchunmu said diligently. He walked over and sat down. On the console, an electric kettle was used to fill a pot of tap water. Two more teacups were prepared. The sealed tin box was opened and the tea leaves were taken out.
"Have you adapted to level 3 pain?" Seeing that his hands holding two teacups filled with boiling water were still stable, Devoru asked in surprise.
"You know, Mr. Congressman." Yi Cunmu put down the tea cup and smiled: "My identity used to be... I won't mention it. But a few years ago, I was the master of level 5 pain."
The special correspondent showed an expression of "I see." "It turns out that you are also a member of the descended class. No wonder you have such a high political status. But you only have the humble status of a peripheral deacon. You have very good acting skills. Brother No. 454. Your testing period How many years?"
"Thirteen years, Congressman." The head of the Intelligence Investigation Office lowered his eyebrows. "Half of it has passed. I am very grateful to the Speaker for his kindness. I am grateful to the Knights of the Thorn Cross of the Temple for their magnanimity..."
"Okay, okay." Devoru waved his hand. "Let's talk about business. How is the tracking of the intruder going?"
Yinchunmu pushed a ceramic tea cup to the big man opposite and made a "tea please" gesture. "Asmodeus used all the resources at his disposal. He bet on the timing of the edge of the safety range and backtracked. Two attacks. The location of the attacker has been basically locked. The backtrace is hosted by Shichibu Ryo. Let him give you a detailed report later. But things seem a bit complicated. I need to take a moment to report to you. Detailed description."
Devoru picked up the tea cup and smelled it. He gently blew open the green leaves and took a sip. He nodded.
Yinchun pushed aside the clutter on the coffee table. He opened a box of colored toothpicks and took out a red toothpick and placed it on the black carbonized wood table: "First, the IPU terrorists destroyed the quantum network's East Asia core routing. Asmon Tis fell into a terrible information night. The Speaker was very angry. He instructed us to resume work as quickly as possible through space-based routing. Find the culprits and punish them. There are clues to prove that the operation was carried out by the IPU militant organization 'Shiva' Balvendra. But the GTC lost his trace in Belarus. But at this moment, the deputy director of the intelligence investigation room, Taro Deki, whom you met earlier, found some clues. IPU Hasegawa Bensaka, the leader of the organization 'One Hundred Million Jade Broken', was originally a high-ranking official of the Japanese Police Department. For many years, Izuki has been tracking down this traitor to Japan. According to the intelligence he received, 'Crazy' Hasegawa was in Europe The appearance must be related to the feint attack at the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant. Therefore, under the instruction of the Prime Minister, we led the foreign Rangers to Belarus through diplomatic channels. Of course, this information is also very important to us. About one-third of the Rangers The manpower belongs to Asmodeus. Hasegawa is a common goal for us, GTC and Deki Ike Taro."
Three green toothpicks appeared on the table, pointing to the lone red toothpick. "Then what." Devoru looked at this unique display with interest.