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Chapter 112: 'Flowing Fire' (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)


"So I'm implicated by you" After a while, Sima Weizhi, who had finished reading the interrogation materials in his hand, raised his head and looked at Zhong Tu on the opposite side and said in a casual voice.

"Didn't you get any benefit from it?"

Zhong Tu asked with a smile unmoved.

Suddenly, Sima Weiwei was speechless, and he could only be silent.

Who asked the Sima family behind her to receive benefits, so as a related person, she couldn't complain about others when she was approached.

"So you are my accomplice, and there is no such thing as implication or implication."

"Besides, my men just saved your life."

Hearing this, Sima Weizhi continued to be silent and did not answer.

"But you don't have to worry too much, since Wuxiang will dare to ignore the warnings and come to me again and again to trouble, then don't blame me for being unkind to them.

Rest at the base for the next few days, and I believe that it will not be a few days before you will be able to return home and live a happy life without disasters and disasters again.

Zhong Tu comforted.

"I hope so."

Sima Weizhi was noncommittal.

He sat down again, hesitated, got up and left Zhong Tu's office.

"Qiwu Xuanzong, let's start with you."

After Sima Weizhi left, Zhong Tu looked at the monitoring screen of Qiwu Xuanzong presented on the visual projection, and secretly sneered in his heart.

Half a day later, inside the Legation.

"What is the loss of contact" Qi Wu Xuanzong frowned, and said with a very ugly bluff.

"Yes, it has been confirmed that the house finch and the owl all lost contact at about 10:20 yesterday night, and it is suspected that they have been killed or captured, please prepare as soon as possible to deal with possible changes."

Qi Wu Xuanzong's secretary, a lean young man, replied in a solemn voice.

"I underestimated this little girl's film, but I didn't expect that there were really two brushes.

In this case, you send a notice to the other party that there is an accident in the Osaka area and that I need to return to the Osaka area immediately to deal with it, and this is the end of this negotiation.

As for the timing of the next meeting, it is yet to be determined, and you can make up any specific excuses.

Qiwu Xuanzong pondered for a moment, his expression was certain, and he commanded the secretary very resolutely.

As for some of the consequences of this action, such as losing face or something, Qi Wu Xuanzong didn't care.

Is that what can you eat compared to it, or is the actual interests and your own safety more important, which is also the fundamental reason why Qiwu Xuanzong has not been welcomed, but he is still alive and kicking until now.

Be cautious and decisive.

Then in the early morning of the same day, Qiwu Xuanzong flew back to Osaka on a low-earth orbiter.

And here, I have to talk about the strange transportation system of the world of pitch black bullets.

Because of the existence of the original intestines, the regional traffic in the world of pitch black bullets has been extremely destroyed, and only two tools are still barely able to use one, the airplane.

However, it is not the kind of flight vehicle currently embodied in the real world, with a maximum flight altitude of no more than 10,000 meters, but an orbiter with near-future technology that can go straight to the sky and almost break through the atmosphere and fly into the earth's orbit.

The reason is very simple, below low earth orbit, within 30,000 meters of altitude area, are the airspace of protozoa, so if you don't want your flight to become a one-way journey to hell, then a special aircraft with extremely high speed and ultra-high altitude flight has become the only choice, otherwise the trip can only be lucky, and it is expected that the flight will not encounter bird-type protosagulars, and protozoa on the ground with similar functions as laser emitters.

However, this is still just a method of blame, and there is no problem in satisfying the use of some high-level and special people, but it is not possible to use it as a means of transportation for materials.

Without him, the cost is too high, and the consumption of one transportation is not enough to not give money.

Therefore, in addition to low-earth orbit vehicles, underground rail transit has become the second choice for inter-regional exchanges.

Of course, just like the aircraft whose flight altitude is infinitely raised, the depth of underground rail transit has also been lowered a lot, from the original ten meters to the extent that it can be done directly to nearly 30 meters, and the whole process needs to use holmium metal for perimeter reinforcement and protection, so as to avoid the destruction of the passage by some protozoa such as rats and earthworms.

Therefore, not only is the cost high, but even the difficulty and speed of construction have become much more difficult and slow.

No, until now, the underground rail transit for the exchange of goods between the Tokyo area and Hokkaido has not been completed, let alone the more difficult cross-sea underground passage, and all international material exchanges can only be provided by low-earth orbiters.

Fortunately, the people who use it are all high-level regional leaders, and they have a strong foundation, and there are dominant forces behind them to pay for it, so they don't have to care too much about the consumption of materials brought by a wave of transportation.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the regions are basically absolutely isolated from each other, and ordinary human beings can no longer realize the ease of traveling between the regions in Tokyo Bay and Makuki in Canada as they did before the outbreak of the Primordial War.

An hour later, the aircraft smoothly entered Osaka's airspace, pressed its nose down, and flew straight towards the airport.

In a matter of moments, it flew near the city, and then a sharp chirp suddenly resounded in the sky, and a group of huge, geese-like creatures suddenly appeared in the air and rushed towards the aircraft at high speed.

But before they could rush in, a dense barrage of bullets appeared in mid-air, attacking the birds and intestines in the sky, providing fire support for the landing of the aircraft.

Obviously, take-off and landing are the fatal flaws of the high-end means of transportation The aircraft quickly moved through the barrage and was about to fly into the airport in Osaka City.

Then at this moment, with a loud "boom", the entire aircraft suddenly ignited a violent fire, and the pitch-black holmium metal fragments flew in all directions, and the entire body shattered in the air, turning into several huge fireballs and crashing to the ground.

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"Boom" A small cloud rose, and the entire aircraft was buried in the explosion along with the pilot and passengers inside.

"Holy Son of Heaven, this is the latest news from Osaka."

Soon after, in Tokyo, a certain secretary handed a piece of information to the Son of Heaven.

The Son of Heaven stretched out his hand to take it, took it in front of him and looked down at it.

"Qi Wu Xuanzong died in a flight accident" The Holy Son of Heaven was stunned, and looked up at his intelligence officer in disbelief, wanting to see from his face that this was not a prank.

You know, that is Qi Wu Xuanzong, known as one of the most difficult villains, the man who has been unharmed by nearly forty assassinations of various kinds, is actually planted on his own flying machine, and he doesn't believe it.

Unless the other party is playing fake death.

"The information about the aircraft accident has been seen by our intelligence officers with their own eyes, and as for whether Qiwu Xuanzong really died, it remains to be confirmed."

The intelligence secretary replied.

"Confirm it as soon as possible, remember to notify me as soon as there is news," the Son of Heaven, who realized the seriousness of the problem, immediately ordered.

"Yes," the intelligence secretary replied, turning and exiting the room.

"Qiwu Xuanzong is actually dead" The Holy Son of Heaven frowned, his eyes full of doubts and incomprehension

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