Chapter 68 068 First Move
Earlier, inside the Nautilus.
Just as Holmes couldn't "guess" Christie's movements from just a few words, Christie couldn't miraculously deduce Holmes's response from just a little information.
They possess reasoning abilities, intelligence gathering capabilities, and knowledge reserves acquired through superhuman memory and learning efficiency, all of which enable them to deduce conjectures that are infinitely close to the truth with only a very limited amount of information.
But all of this applies to ordinary people.
If your opponent possesses similar talent, you can draw conclusions from the smallest details. So how could an enemy with precise intelligence on your side not draw corresponding conclusions, and how could they not conceal them?
That's why it's called a game of strategy.
You make your own moves, anticipate your opponent's moves, and understand that every move and every position could be a potential destination for the enemy. You must use everything you know to guess the enemy's moves, conceal your own intentions, and hide your true strategy. Then, you must determine how much of the opponent's strategy they've concealed, how much of your guessed moves are deceptive, and how much is the real move...
The essence of game theory lies in observing every detail, eliminating every distraction, and then decisively and cleanly placing your piece at the optimal point.
But now, Christie feels the problem isn't with the opponent's reaction.
Christie remained expressionless as she looked at Vladimir, who was curled up in a ball refusing to get out of bed, and Cervantes, who was clearly still sleepy.
When playing chess, if a piece refuses to move, even the most skilled player can't do anything about it.
There are two suitable times for a raid: one is when the enemy has not had a proper rest for a long time and is demoralized. However, given that the Joint Major Crimes Unit operates in groups, this option is not feasible.
Another option is to strike when people have just started to rest, a time when they have relaxed and taken a break but haven't yet received a proper refreshment. Aside from the difficulty in timing, this is indeed a good opportunity for a surprise attack.
Of course, the problem isn't just that time is hard to manage, but also... most people have the same daily routine.
Choosing a time when one should theoretically have just rested means that one is staying awake during what should be a resting period, which is equivalent to insufficient rest.
The problem isn't serious; it can be solved by adjusting your sleep schedule, but...
I already said I wanted to rest earlier...
Veins were faintly visible on Christie's forehead.
Vladimir did indeed go to bed early, but his biological clock prevented him from waking up at the agreed time; Cervantes also had a problem with his biological clock, but his problem was that he usually went to bed too late, so even though he said he would go to bed early, he couldn't fall asleep.
So both of them seem unprepared right now.
Well, Cervantes is basically like he's on steroids after using his powers, so there's no need to worry; as for Vladimir... put him and Barry together for a bit, and he'll be back to full health in less than three seconds.
Having chosen a way to remedy the situation, Christie looked at the assembled UN members and couldn't help but sigh.
If it weren't for the fact that the clerks in the Joint Major Crimes Unit would be leaving if things didn't speed up, we wouldn't be in such a rush.
The intelligence gap was so severe that Christie had to resort to radical methods to obtain information.
This is why Christie is now thinking about how to launch a surprise attack, while Holmes is thinking about how to intercept them—they both know that this is the simplest and most likely way to obtain sufficient intelligence.
The UN has too little room for error, so they can't choose to slowly gather information along the way—that would be enough time for Holmes to collect all the UN's intelligence, at which point Christie would definitely choose to run away without hesitation.
She was also quite certain that after completing the intelligence war, Holmes would not hesitate to contact the authorities to send another team to hunt him down. Although the number of people was the same on the surface, the Joint Major Crimes Unit, backed by the authorities, had far more manpower than the UN.
Therefore, Christie could not possibly engage in an intelligence war with Holmes, and Holmes, who was equally aware of this, would never provoke it.
Because he also knew that once the situation devolved into an intelligence battle, Christie would immediately lead the UN to evacuate, and this time Holmes would be helpless.
This also corresponds to the manpower advantage of the Joint Major Crimes Unit—the UN has a significant advantage in mobility.
Even Sherlock Holmes couldn't capture the UN members who had turned to flee. While it might be possible to predict their movements, given their speed, by the time he reached a conclusion and sent men, they would already be gone.
Holmes, whose "motor skills" couldn't keep up, had no choice but to abandon the intelligence war that was advantageous to him and accelerate the evacuation of the clerks so that the game with Christie could once again enter a stalemate.
This is the only time the UN has had the opportunity to directly obtain internal intelligence from the Joint Major Crimes Unit.
Therefore, Holmes would be on high alert, while Christie would try every means to break through the defenses.
What if we fail this time?
Of all the possible conclusions, it would mean that she had directly lost "this game of chess".
“Stevenson, Roland, Defoe,” Christie read out the three names, turning to them. “Proceed according to plan.”
Currently, Louise is in charge. Stevenson revealed a sinister smile, Romain Rolland remained alert, his brown pupil turning pale blue, and Defoe looked at the two people beside him and nodded with a similarly excited expression.
Having already scouted the location during several previous attacks with Vladimir, Defoe placed his hands on Stevenson and Romain Rolland's shoulders respectively, and after a brief twist, they appeared in the pre-selected positions.
Standing not far from the Joint Major Crimes Unit's headquarters, Stevenson and Romain Rolland exchanged a glance and nodded.
The next moment, a vast expanse of pale red mist surged from Stevenson's body, and a dust-like curtain once again covered Roman's figure.
The red mist surged forth recklessly, indiscriminately moving about without regard for friend or foe. However, just as the mist was about to reach Roman and Defoe's location, a gust of wind suddenly blew up.
It was a violent, terrifying gale that could make you feel like you were in the eye of a storm, a hurricane strong enough to separate bones from flesh.
At the source of the hurricane, Romain Rolland, now in a changed form, opened his eyes, his pale hair and bloodshot eyes proclaiming his presence.
Percy Bysshe Shelley appears here, accompanied by "Ode to the West Wind".
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