Mediterranean nodded: "Well, the problem is how to aim. The one just now was a precision strike."

"Yes, a very precise surprise attack, I am afraid there will be someone responsible for guiding the scene. However, if it is guided by superpowers, we should be able to catch the fluctuations."

"Check the regular communication monitoring records first. By the way, report to the Greater China Headquarters."

"Okay." The separated man exhaled the tablet's virtual keyboard and started typing, while continuing to say to the Mediterranean, "What do you say this time? The Americans secretly saved the Quetzalcoatl, and then launched a surprise attack from the sea? If it was an American. If an attack is launched in the monitored area, the fluctuating intelligence will definitely be tricky."

"My principle is that there is not enough intelligence to make judgments. This matter is too weird, let it be decided by the above. Seek things in its place, don't worry about too much." The Mediterranean is obviously already an old officialdom, talking and talking. One tune.

Australia, Pine Valley Monitoring Base.

"Wang Defa!" The black director Edward slapped the table hard, "Fluctuation! I want the fluctuation data of this new superpower! Which one of our satellites is in the sky?"

"EB10013 is in the sky," the satellite controller paused and shook his head. "There is no data."

"To contact the Guam base, there should be a patrol plane equipped with airborne monitoring equipment nearby. Monitoring the communications network in Greater China."

The order was executed quickly.

Keith Sinclair, the deputy director sent by the Australian side, came to Edward: "The Greater China region should upload monitored fluctuation data according to regulations."

"Yes, but no data is uploaded right now."

"They know our satellite is in the sky, so they won't hide it on purpose."

"Unless they know that we can't detect it." The black man shook his head. "When I was in Massachusetts, there were a few Chinese classmates. They were all clever and cunning guys. It was a civilization that had played a conspiracy for four thousand years."

As one of the few blacks who can rely on hard power to enter MIT, Edward has unimaginable self-confidence, and he never doubts his own judgment.

The Chinese moved their hands and feet—it must be so.

A newly awakened S-level capable person possesses a rare mass destruction capability, and he will become a coveted sweet potato by various factions of the world government.

If he disappears suddenly, then there must be a faction.

The Chinese who control Greater China are of course the most suspicious.

In Edward's view, this is an unquestionable fact.

The communications officer reported loudly: "The Guam base replied that no fluctuations were detected, and the route of the monitoring aircraft was not disturbed by the Chinese."

"Look," Case said, "if it is deliberately concealed, they will definitely drive away the monitoring machine."

"If the opposite is a Russian, I agree with you. But the opposite is a Chinese. Sun Tzu has a good art of war, and the soldiers are cunning, so they can but they can't. They don't drive people, this is probably a blind trick."

"What?" Case frowned. The Chinese pronunciation that just popped out of Edward's mouth caught her off guard.

"'Blind', and'visual magic' mean the same thing. What we see must be an illusion they deliberately gave. This is my judgment."

Edward turned his head and said to the file analyst: "Retrieve the previous status report of the disappearance of Japanese agents in Greater China."

Immediately, a detailed list of missing Japanese appeared on the screen.

"Release the site survey information we intercepted."

As a result, the list of missing Japanese disappeared, and the on-site analysis report gathered from the scattered information from the communications system in the Greater China Region was placed in the center of the big screen.

"This is the conclusion of the Chinese people's own site survey, and then look at the survey conclusion they submitted to the world government. Our judgment at the time was that they were hiding something."

"If the awakened person who did the complete annihilation of the Japanese has been mastered by the Chinese-this is very likely because he has just killed the'Japanese Devils.' We assume that this awakened person has the ability to avoid fluctuation monitoring. ..."

"Fluctuation monitoring is unavoidable," Case interrupted the black man. "This is something that has been determined. If we can't detect fluctuations, there are only two possibilities. One is that the instrument is broken and the other is concealed. "

"We are fighting against an unknown existence, and no one can guarantee that there will be no exceptions. If the monitoring is no longer 100% reliable, it means that we will lose the early warning of the actions of the Awakened. This is dangerous and we must plan ahead! "

Case stared at the black man for a long time and nodded: "Well, first think that such a superpower does exist. Then?"

"He is in the hands of the Chinese..."

"We are not sure about this."

"But the fact is that a Vietnamese Awakener who is S-class, capable of large-scale destruction and has opinions on the Chinese, has just disappeared. Who is most suspicious, isn't it obvious?"

"Edward, I admire your talent, but you are a guilty inference."

"I am the NSA (National Security Agency) senior special mission expert, not the white left leader in the university, but Pine Valley, I am the supervisor."

As the representative of Australia, Case was hesitant to speak, and finally chose silence.

Edward turned his head and ordered everyone: "Stick up, raise the level of surveillance in Vietnam, and turn all the antennas aimed at secondary directions. I want all official and unofficial communications in Vietnam."

Edward paused, then turned to look at the idle operator sitting in the corner: "Jason, contact Langley and see what they have to say."

Three more! It's six o'clock, just a meal.

Chapter 191 But the romantic French is on holiday (four more)

Paris France.

A large number of people are singing "The Ode to Our Lady", praying that the fire will be extinguished as soon as possible.

But the blazing flames didn't mean to go out at all, instead they wanted to compare themselves with the Tiangong test.

The blond teenager stood in the corner, looking at the burning Notre Dame with melancholy eyes.

"Let's go," his companion whispered, "it's still too dangerous here, now there must be the eyes of the world government everywhere."

"Quasimodo has lost his home and cage," said the blond young man. "It can no longer **** the beloved girl from the execution ground, shouting'refuge' and taking her into the attic of Notre Dame. "

The companion looked at the young man silently.

"Moriarty," the boy looked back at his companion, "this is us..."

"I said, don't call me that. I have no interest in playing the characters in the book."

"Good Moriarty."

The companion frowned, stared at the boy for several seconds, and sighed: "Well, it does need a code name, Quasimodo."

"Moriarty, this is our declaration of war on the old world. History will remember this day."

"If you don't want this day to become the day of our arrest, just leave as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, they are not that strong. Otherwise, they would have caught us long ago. What can a group of uncles who never work overtime and only know about coffee every day?"

"Moriarty" frowned: "Isn't it right not to work overtime? I didn't choose to embrace the new world just to work overtime every day. I didn't even have to work."

"I know, I know." "Quasimodo" stepped forward. "Let's go, go and see the progress on the "Poirot" side. Those who agree with our ideas, see Notre Dame de Paris really like When the trailer is burning, you should be interested in contacting us."

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