I don’t know if the person who took over the causal calculation program hardware after Black Holy Infant was expelled from the Imperial Building was the virtual squad leader, because the other party has remained silent and will not respond no matter how much I call.

However, judging from the fact that the explosion was stopped, the other party should not be an accomplice of the Black Holy Infant. Perhaps the virtual squad leader was just too tired after repeated battles. At this time, he was integrating the hardware functions and annihilating the remaining Black Holy Infant forces. He had no time to fight with him.

Talk to the outside world.

After taking care of the Black Holy Infant, I turned back to rescue the squad leader, but as soon as Officer Ma and I climbed up to the rooftop of the King's Building, we saw that Huo Jiangdong had already pushed the squad leader onto the police helicopter, while Xiaoqin desperately rushed towards the helicopter that was about to take off.

Jumped over.

"I will never let you take the monitor away! Especially I won't let you take the monitor away! Otherwise, classmate Ye Lin will definitely blame me!"

This is what happened that night in the Imperial Building. With the squad leader as a hostage, Huo Jiangdong and two other fanatics boarded a helicopter and fled, while Xiao Qin, who was eager to save people, became their second hostage.

Later, at the small airport in Jiangbei School District, I proposed to use myself as a hostage in exchange for Xiaoqin, but by some mistake, Xiaoqin jumped back into the cabin again, and I became Huo Jiangdong's third hostage.

Unfortunately, although most of my memory has been restored, the most critical part has not been completed - what happened after the Legacy 650 took off is still like a blur to me. I don't know how I ended up floating drunk and wearing a life jacket.

In the middle of the Pacific Ocean, I don’t know where Xiaoqin and the squad leader were taken after I fell into the water.

The immediate thing to do is to go to the command center of Guantánamo Prison with Dr. Yu to meet with General Mueller, apply for more meeting time from him, and give him Ai Shuqiao's application form for improved accommodation conditions.

Regardless of whether my memory can be fully restored, as long as Ai Shuqiao explains the planned route of Legacy 650, the whereabouts of the squad leader and Xiaoqin should be revealed, right? I decided not to dig out my memory for the time being, but to focus on

Focus on what you need to do in front of you.

Accompanied by Dr. Yu and another US soldier, I walked into the command center of Guantánamo Prison. I felt that the place was much narrower and simpler than I had imagined, and it was not even as good as Amy's principal's office.

Narrow is narrow. It can be seen from the eyes of the soldiers passing by that this command center is the heart of Guantánamo Prison. Any orders issued from here must be executed. In the eyes of the prisoners, General Mueller can not only give them

Take and take away, but still hold the power of life and death.

General Mueller, who has a scar on his square chin, has white eyebrows, prominent forehead bones, and an angular face, which is extremely masculine. He is dressed in a straight military uniform, and his military cap is placed on his desk, next to his weathered right hand—

—I saw a thick callus on the inside of his right index finger, which should have been left by pulling on the trigger all the time.

"Isn't fifteen minutes not enough for you to talk?" General Mueller sat behind his desk and raised his eyes at me. "I saw from the monitor that Ai Shuqiao gave you something. What was it?"

The news that I was bringing simultaneous interpretation equipment had already reached his ears, so he didn't call the translator next to me when he was talking to me.

"It's not something important," I took out the application form from my pocket, "Ai Shuqiao wants to improve the accommodation environment. This is an application form filled out in accordance with prison regulations. She said that she couldn't get it to you before anyway.

.”

General Mueller took the application form folded into a quarter size and did not open it immediately. Instead, he first teased the translator about the weird accent of the smart wristband's synthesized voice, and then said to me:

"I heard that Chinese people respect their parents very much. Why do you always call your mother by her first name? Are my views outdated?"

"It's not important," I replied with a cold face, "not everyone who gives birth to a child is worthy of respect. Please approve Ai Shuqiao's request as soon as possible, otherwise I don't think she will be honest about the flight route.

Say it."

"The dignified U.S. military will actually be coerced by an artificial intelligence, and Kennedy will die with his eyes open..." General Mueller sighed and asked the translator to light a Cuban cigar. Then he held the cigar in his mouth and slowly opened Ai Shuqiao's

After opening the application form and burying his face in it for a few minutes because of the small font size - without warning, the Cuban cigar fell from the corner of his mouth and almost ignited other documents on the desk. The translator was shocked and confused.

He quickly ran over to clean it up.

General Mueller's whole energy seemed to be sucked in by the application form. His eyes glanced at the photo of Ai Shuqiao in the upper left corner several times, and then stared at Ai Shuqiao's handwriting as if he wanted to see through the paper.

Due to the climate in Cuba, the room was indeed hot and stuffy, but no one had sweat dripping from their foreheads like General Mueller, as if he had just come out of a sauna.

"This, this is..."

The rough hands holding the application form were shaking violently uncontrollably, and no one knew what information General Mueller read from it.

No, I glanced at Ai Shuqiao's application form, and I also looked at the translation provided by the smart wristband, and I didn't find anything special! It was just saying over and over again, "My accommodation conditions are too poor, I hope I can

"Change to a better place" - Could it be that Ai Shuqiao used certain metaphors and allusions in English that only people with a strong English background can understand, or only people who know certain things can understand?

I saw General Mueller sitting behind his desk, sweating profusely, and I couldn't help but urge him: "General, I have another fifteen minutes to apply..."

"I won't grant it to you!" General Mueller frowned deeply. He stood up from behind his desk and took out his gun from the drawer. He stuck it on his fat waist like a bandit.

"General, what are you..."

The translator went up to ask without knowing why, but was pushed by General Mueller, causing his back to hit the world map hanging on the wall.

"Why not grant Ye Lin time?" Dr. Yu asked doubtfully, "We will have an agreement tomorrow morning..."

"Any agreement must go to hell!" General Mueller swore. He folded Ai Shuqiao's application form and stuffed it into his uniform pocket. He ignored us and walked straight out of the command center.

"General?" The soldier who accompanied us also showed a dumbfounded expression, but considering that General Mueller often behaved independently, he did not dare to say anything.

"What is going on?" Dr. Yu and I followed General Mueller in confusion. General Mueller took long steps, as if the situation was so endangered that he couldn't waste any more seconds.

"This has nothing to do with you!" General Mueller was obviously very impatient with us. "As for Ai Shuqiao, the cooperation between China and the United States has now officially ended! For the sake of your safety, I advise you to leave Guantanamo immediately!"

"Is it over?" Dr. Yu was shocked. "This matter involves a large area. Senior officials from both sides are involved. It's not something you can decide alone, right?"

I also said from behind: "What did Ai Shuqiao say in her application form? Why did you bring a gun to see her? Did you want to kill her?"

"Kill her?" General Mueller made two puzzling laughs, "This matter cannot be solved by killing her..."

General Mueller's mysterious posture almost drove me crazy, but this was their territory. I was unarmed and could not fight against the many American troops, so I had to follow General Mueller to find out where he went to Ai Shuqiao's cell.

What exactly do you want to do.

It didn't take long for General Mueller to walk outside Ai Shuqiao's cell. The red iron door was firmly closed. Another soldier guarding here was very surprised to see the general coming in person and immediately performed a standard military salute.

"General, come here in person..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Open the cell door quickly!"

This order was almost shouted from the depths of General Mueller's throat. The soldier was so frightened that he trembled all over and quickly took out the key and opened the cell door.

At this moment, Mueller looked less like a U.S. military general and more like a bandit leader who was king of the mountain. As soon as the cell door opened, he impatiently stepped in, and then turned his strange and burning eyes.

He turned to Ai Shuqiao, who was sitting in the center of the cell.

Compared to General Mueller's extremely unstable mood, Ai Shuqiao was calm and composed. She was just like when she was talking to me before, with her hands crossed and flat on the small wooden table in front of her. General Mueller had the pistol inserted in his waist.

It didn't have any impact on her.

After General Mueller rushed into the cell, his breathing rate seemed to be twice as fast as before. In addition to observing Ai Shuqiao, he also observed every corner of the entire cell, as if there was something invisible to others.

of terrifying existence.

At the end, General Mueller turned his eyes back to Ai Shuqiao, and his tone became trembling and confused, which was very inconsistent with his hawkish military appearance.

"How is it possible..."

A slight smile appeared on Ai Shuqiao's lips, but she did not speak.

There were actually a few tears under General Mueller's eyes. I couldn't understand at all what could make this American general with a heavy military force scared to tears.

"How is it possible...I am already 56 years old..."

"This has nothing to do with age." Ai Shuqiao's voice was as calm as water.

"Is this true?" I found that General Mueller's knees were shaking, and he seemed to be gripped by huge fear throughout his body and mind.

Ai Shuqiao gently exhaled forward, slowly and longly, and then she smiled and said: "General, your heart will not lie to you, and it is useless no matter how much you refuse to believe it."
Chapter completed!