The 'cozy' daily work life of a witch lady in a cyberpunk interstellar era, occasionally also a passionate epic.
She is a timid girl growing up in a cyberpunk city.
She is a cry...
Chapter 481 The scene is reversed, and the sword is spinning.
On the stage, Tilan puts her arm around Shui Yanqing, who is in a trance and pale. The crystal barrier in front of her blocks the bullets. Then she takes Shui Yanqing and turns over, directly flying over the heads of the crowd to the auditorium on the third floor on the side of the hall.
Because today is the opening ceremony, except for the seats on the bottom floor of the hall, the auditorium on the upper and side floors is not open, and there are not many people here.
"Over there!"
Someone pointed at the two people who suddenly disappeared and then reappeared, and then several more shots were fired, hitting the side wall, which made many guests who had not yet evacuated below scream in panic.
Stepping on the wall, Tilan took Shui Yanqing to the third floor auditorium opposite the stage. This is usually a VIP seat, and there is also a certain space inside to avoid being directly shot by the guns below.
After putting Shui Yanqing down, Tilan felt a lot more relaxed.
"Stay here and don't move." The girl told Shui Yanqing, and then she simply waved her hand, and a crystal barrier enveloped this place, isolating it from possible attacks from outside.
In the hall below, when the security personnel were about to forcibly arrest Shui Yanqing and shoot, Orles took Blanche to the side. Although she wanted to go up to help, Tilan asked her to take care of Blanche when she left, so she did not leave.
Although not the top, Orles's strength is definitely not bad. It is not a problem to protect Blanche in the chaos, and the various rare props she carries are enough to ensure safety.
On the other side of the stage, looking at the chaotic scene, Flora was also powerless at this time. The people from all parties in the venue were nervous at the moment, and not many people listened to her shouts.
"Can you hear my voice?" Just when she was anxious and somewhat helpless, a voice sounded in her consciousness.
What is this? She was extremely surprised, then looked around, and then felt a hand that seemed to be invisible and transparent gently holding her wrist.
"I'm here, temporarily invisible and virtual. Now it's my illusion that attracts firepower."
The security personnel in the venue shot at the figure that was easily wandering in the air, but most of them missed, and there were all kinds of shouts and screams below.
"Who are you?" Flora also reacted at this time. It seemed that only the singer could do such a thing.
"First, you ask the security personnel on the scene to stop, and then seal off the entire hotel, prohibiting anyone from going out or entering. The court will handle the rest."
"This is... I understand." She hesitated for a moment, and immediately made up her mind.
Then she picked up the communicator at hand and connected the headset of the security personnel on the scene.
"Everyone, cease fire immediately! Maintain order, and seal off the hotel, prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving."
"Everyone, cease fire immediately! Maintain order, and seal off the hotel, prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving."
"I repeat, everyone, cease fire immediately!"
After shouting three times, the excitement of the security personnel on the scene quickly cooled down, and then found that the guns in their hands were automatically locked and could not shoot. This was something that the central control AI in the hotel could do, and the only one who could directly command the control AI was Flora, the 'leader'.
The gunfire stopped, but many security guards still did not react from the tense stress. At this time, a blue flash shot out from the corner of the hall, flew into the middle of the hall and bloomed. Then a cobalt blue star tear logo appeared in the air, and tiny invisible self-discipline units also emerged. The probes below them shot out light and hit the walls on all four sides of the hall, forming a tribunal logo.
"Please stop making noise and wait quietly. The hotel will be taken over by the tribunal soon!"
Cobalt blue logos filled the entire hall, and the corners of the pattern were printed with a temporarily generated key, which confirmed that this was a real tribunal notice.
"What's going on?"
"Did the tribunal's search officer arrive so quickly?"
"Because it's an alien race, this is a highly sensitive matter?"
"I'm still a little scared."
"Is it that big a deal?"
Just as everyone was talking, several tribunal patrol officers who had taken off their plainclothes status and took out their identity accessories temporarily took over the command here and asked the security personnel to urge all guests to return to the hall for the time being.
"Why do we have to go back? Isn't it very dangerous there?"
"We should be let go now." Many people complained, thinking that things should not be handled this way.
"Enough, let us go!"
Although most of the guests were very cooperative, there were still a few people who expressed strong dissatisfaction, thinking that at this time, they should be allowed to leave such a dangerous place.
"I am a member of parliament. If my freedom is imprisoned without asking for reasons, I will protest and hold accountable in parliament." A tall man expressed strong dissatisfaction with the security personnel who maintained order.
Originally, today was just a formality, watching the opening ceremony, and then enjoying the hotel comfortably. Unexpectedly, these things happened, which made him very annoyed, and he also had no good feelings towards the "Four Wind God" family.
Ordinary people may be afraid of giant companies, but he is not afraid. Since the reform of Emuralin, the Federation has enacted a special law to prohibit giant companies from interfering in politics, especially persecuting and threatening government officials. This is a strictly prohibited red line.
"Sir, please be quiet."
When the security personnel could not stop his noise and shouting, a member of the Tribunal came to him with a sword.
"Which department and branch are you from? I need to see your number." Facing this cold and resolute elite of the Inquisition, his voice was a little lower, but still a little unhappy.
"This is my number, please confirm." A line of code and information appeared in front of the other party.
Facing the line of code, the tall man scanned and confirmed it with his personal terminal.
[Second-level Patrol Officer of the Inquisition | Slit Guerrero]
"It's someone from the Inquisition, but it's a Patrol Officer." He muttered, and suddenly got stuck.
Patrol officers and search officers are different. The most common position in the Inquisition is the search officer, because there are the most and most extensive affairs in this area, while patrol officers are much less. They are generally responsible for protecting important people, counter-detection, counter-assassination, and counter-intelligence.
This means that the focus of today's matter is not the appearance of dangerous elements, but that there should be a person who is specially protected by the Tribunal. He
needs so many patrol officers to protect him, so his identity is naturally extraordinary. Thinking of this, the tall man finally calmed down, and even began to feel a little uneasy and panicked. Was his behavior just now too extraordinary?
Seeing that the men with the status of parliamentarians were extremely quiet, other people who wanted to complain also stopped.
Under the maintenance of order by the hotel security personnel, the guests who had left the hall returned here again. What was different from the previous environment was that the cobalt blue star tear logo belonging to the Tribunal kept appearing on the walls on both sides and the central screen.
What was even more disturbing was that as time went by, one after another of the members of the Tribunal in blue uniforms and swords entered the hall. They were divided into two sides of the hall, with their backs to the wall, one every five meters, with serious expressions.
Everyone present knew the style of the Tribunal very well. The higher one's position in the Federation, the more afraid one was of these investigators in dark blue uniforms. Ordinary people, on the contrary, did not need to be afraid of these members of the Tribunal, because their targets were never ordinary residents who abided by the law.
Faced with the behavior of the Tribunal personnel blocking the entire hotel, no one present dared to ask the reason, and could only wait quietly for the result.
20 minutes later, everything in the hall returned to its original state. Except that there was no symphony orchestra on the stage, the guests were sitting in their previous seats, and the managers of the hotel also stood on the side of the stage.
After a quiet exchange, Flora got the information, made some preparations, and walked forward again with the microphone.
"Sorry, there were many accidents just now, and the opening ceremony was resumed here."
What, can this be resumed? The guests present inevitably had various questions, but they did not dare to shout loudly at this time.
"First of all, I would like to thank the orchestra members for their dedicated performance, which made us immersed in the long-lost forest dream for a time." She adjusted her throat and tried to make her voice steady.
"Later, I will also answer questions about Mr. Fleming."
"We have conducted strict identity verification for the hotel staff and the band members who came here to perform. There is no security problem. I don't know why Mr. Fleming falsely accused us?"
Such words simply overturned everything that had just happened, indicating that the previous events were all conspiracies deliberately initiated by Fleming.
Fleming's forehead was slightly sweating.
If it were normal, such arguments and dirty water would be just talk, but the current situation was not a situation that could be easily fooled. If he could not produce strong evidence, he might face extremely severe punishment under the strict questioning of the court.
"Why can Mr. Fleming, as a guest, so confidently specify that there is a problem with the hotel for the first time?"
"Why can Mr. Fleming, sitting in the audience, so far away, say that there is a problem with the band members' genetic map?"
"Why did Mr. Fleming dare to interrupt and question us at the ceremony without communicating with us, without fear of misunderstanding?"
Flora held the microphone and questioned again and again, which made the audience have many thoughts.
Yes, even if a normal person finds out, they usually communicate with the organizer first, and then contact the police and relevant departments. Why is Fleming so bold and deliberately exposes it in front of so many people? It is hard to imagine that he has ulterior motives.
"Can it be said that all this happened with premeditation, so Mr. Fleming is so confident." Flora's words directly blocked the other party's way of evasion. Unless Fleming fully explained the whole process and psychological motivation, there is no way to explain these unreasonable behaviors.
Faced with such questioning, Fleming's back was sweating, but this was not the time to remain silent. His thoughts turned quickly in his mind, and then he slowly spoke.
"First of all, I didn't lie, Miss Flora, don't use this question to cover up the problem."
"As for what you said, why am I so sure." He gritted his teeth.
"I did get the information before coming here today and confirmed it in advance."
"That is to say, you don't deny that today's accusations and sabotage of the ceremony were unintentional, but you did it on purpose, just for business competition, right." Flora pointed out.
Taking a deep breath, Flaming knew that it was meaningless to defend this. Even if someone said that, it was at most a little immoral, not a crime.
"Yes, I can't stand you."
"So I asked my men to sneak into your hotel in advance to find problems and prepare to perform at the opening ceremony."
"Fortunately, we found the water organ lady." He said, searching the side of the stage. Unfortunately, the black-haired and pink-eyed girl was not among the members of the orchestra.
"I was not sure at the time, and later I asked my men to secretly carry a genetic map detector to verify it."
"Yes, I deliberately didn't tell you in advance, just to make you look bad, this is my motivation for my behavior."
Miss Flora shook her head.
"Although what you said is possible, Miss Water Organ does not belong to our hotel, and your identification may not be effective."
"Really?" Seeing that Flora never dared to refute the identity of the girl, Flaming regained some confidence in his heart.
"I dare to make such an accusation because there is evidence that your hotel manager is very close to this girl and has a different relationship with her."
"I wanted to say this at the ceremony just now, but it seems unnecessary, so I didn't say it."
After saying this, he opened his personal terminal, and a projected video appeared in the air. It happened to be the scene in the front desk lobby this morning. At that time, many guests came in and out, and in a corner of the lobby, a young man was walking with the water organ lady, and they talked a lot to each other.
"That young man is a member of your Southern God Family."
"To be so close to the illegal 'new race', can we suspect that your Four Winds God Family has been infiltrated by them? After all, this girl is so beautiful, maybe she is the product of genetic editing and modification." His words caused a buzzing commotion at the scene.
"So that's it." After seeing this video, Flora finally understood why Fleming was so confident.
Thinking about what happened some time ago, it was probably because of Oster's approach that the water organ lady was noticed by Fleming's men.
Perhaps their initial purpose was to use this girl to influence Oster, find loopholes, or seduce him to make mistakes, but later they discovered other secrets.
After sorting out these details and reasons, a voice sounded in Flora's mind.
"Okay, let's stop here."
In response, Flora bowed to the third floor behind the audience, and then withdrew.
"Now, let me explain everything that happened just now."
The side door of the hall opened, and a beautiful elf girl with gorgeous silver hair came on stage with her companion, and beside her was a blue-haired girl who lowered her head and was somewhat silent.
"Isn't this Lady Orles?"
"She actually appeared here."
"'Silver Snow' Orles, it's her."
"The girl next to her?"
"Could it be?"
"Ah, I understand."
"What do you understand?"
"It's already very clear, look at the identical hairstyle, the blue hair and pink eyes, and the genetic problem mentioned earlier."
"The misunderstood girl is the singer 'Wind Calyx Fruit' Shui Yanqing."
"They are now studying at the Golden Flame Flower Academy, and the previous band performance was probably a guest appearance in the school's experience mission."
In an instant, many people figured out the general process.
"Yes, the one next to me is 'Wind Calyx Fruit' Shui Yanqing, who is also my current classmate."
Orles's hand holding Shui Yanqing was a little stiff, but at least she didn't let go like usual, but held her wrist to prevent her from running away or falling.
"Because of your misunderstanding, my friend is very hurt." Orles pretended to be sad and said, these words made many people present fidget.
In fact, they were also accomplices. After all, what happened not long ago was indeed malicious.
"I know that you didn't mean to do this, but since it happened, I don't want my friends to continue to get hurt, so, even if it's for my sake, please don't reveal what happened today."
Until now, Shui Yanqing was still a little autistic because of the stimulation just now. If what happened just now spread to the Internet, it would easily become a topic for some radical elements to laugh at her.
It was precisely because of this that Tilan asked Flora and the staff of the Tribunal to help "invite" these guests back to the hall again.
As for letting Orles go on stage to tell the story instead of herself, it was naturally because Orles had a greater influence in the central star field, and no one dared to offend the elf family group behind her.
"I understand. Actually, we were a little impulsive and not rational enough."
"Yes, we should have thought about it carefully at that time."
"If Fleming hadn't deliberately misled, I think this wouldn't have happened."
Everyone was originally thinking about taking responsibility for the small problem and responding to the singer on the stage. They were feeling a little depressed, but suddenly they found a perfect person to blame, and
they immediately felt relieved. "Fleming is really stupid and bad. It was a good ceremony, but it was all his fault."
"Yes, yes, even I almost got fooled."
In order to clear themselves from the matter and not intentionally offend the multiple singers, the guests present blamed Fleming for offending the singers for nothing.
"Fleming is simply obsessed with profit. For that little bit of business competition, he has no conscience or morality at all!"
"Now it's good, I don't know who will dare to go to Mokodanta in the future."
"Yes, I will never go again."
"Why doesn't Mokodanta immediately fire such people?"
"It's hard to imagine what kind of vicious people the managers of Mokodanta are."
"They are taking advantage of us guests, just to ruin other people's good deeds. They are really unscrupulous."
For a moment, all kinds of pointing fingers and blaming voices flooded the venue, making Flaming experience the scene that Flora and Shui Yanqing had encountered before.
Words were like sharp swords. Although no one hit or attacked him, his face was ashen and his body collapsed in his seat.
He could easily guess what would happen next. In order to protect themselves and avoid suspicion, the group would definitely cut ties with him. It would be extremely difficult for him to find a high-paying job in the future. Who would take such a big risk and offend the popular singer and the guests who appeared today?
The scene reversed, and the sword swirled.
It's over, it's all over. He stared at the ground in a daze, not knowing how to spend his future life.
Isn't she just an ordinary girl in a band? How did she become a singer? How could such a thing as winning the lottery happen?
He couldn't understand why such a thing happened to him. He was just a little bit unlucky. How could these young people from the 'Four Winds God', who knew nothing, find several singing girls to support them? And the staff of the Tribunal arrived so quickly and sealed off the scene.
If he and the guests had left at that time, who would care about their explanations later? Anyway, the identities of the singing girls were not exposed. If they didn't say it themselves, who would care and know.
He couldn't accept such a result. It was so smooth not long ago.
...
Things have been handled here.
After that, Orles took Shui Yanqing off the stage, and the members of the Tribunal present also evacuated and left.
Flora continued the ribbon-cutting session of the opening ceremony. The music and the scene on the scene seemed to be joyful on the surface, but in reality, everyone had not recovered yet.
For a long time in the future, many people present will recall and think of what happened today. Unfortunately, because of Orles's statement and the blockade of the Tribunal, the accident that occurred at the opening ceremony will probably be kept confidential for many years and will not be known to outsiders.
"But it ended peacefully."
Tilan gently stroked the hair of the blue-haired girl beside her in the hovercraft back to school, humming a nursery rhyme to comfort her. In the front seat, Orles and Blanche occasionally looked back at Shui Yanqing who was sobbing quietly in Tilan's arms. This
was the first time they saw Shui Yanqing crying, the three of them thought.
(End of this chapter)