Chapter 45: The Sinking Sea (12)

He seemed to have noticed.

The Black Goat was still meticulous as usual, and everything he did was carefully considered. Except for the strange words that day, everything else was the same as before. Dorota glanced away and then looked away, which was easily caught by those who were paying attention.

When he looked back, Dorota was just talking to someone else.

He closed his eyes and continued to explain the arrangements that had not been completed to his subordinates. Dorota stood leisurely on the other side. Instead, Blue Morpho Butterfly leaned over and asked her: "Do you have any differences of opinion?"

Dorota shook her head, "No."

"Why do you ask that?"

"He looks like he's in a bad mood." After saying this, Blue Morpho Butterfly noticed Dorota's unexpected look and waved her hand to quickly distance herself from him. "Don't get me wrong, it's just that there are not many normal people here, so I'm barely familiar with him."

"By the way, Brandy probably doesn't know about this plan yet?"

"Do you want to tell him?"

"That doesn't matter. He won't cooperate anyway, and he will probably stop it. It doesn't matter whether he knows or not." Blue Morpho Butterfly was sincerely distressed by this. "This guy is really a trouble."

She thought for a moment and started to come up with bad ideas: "There are not many people in charge anyway, so just do it secretly and don't let anyone notice. Otherwise, you can think of a way to lock Brandy in the confinement room that day?"

Dorota thought it was good, "That's fine."

The observer who witnessed the whole process: "..."

Are you committing a crime?

After arranging the rest of the matters, Black Goat came over and happened to hear the second half of the suspected criminal conversation. He was silent, his eyes followed something, and he said, "Let me do it."

Dorota was relieved to get rid of this trouble after hearing this, and she didn't intend to ask more specific questions. What he should do was certainly not within her consideration. Black Goat was brought up by her, and he would not fail such a simple task.

It is Dorota's routine principle not to interfere with students and let them fully display their abilities, so she did not intervene.

The observer was a little curious, "You seem to trust Black Goat very much. He is also a student taught by you, but why do you feel that your attitude towards Makisuke is a little different?"

Rather than trusting, she seemed to be letting Makisuke go.

"Really? But you may have some misunderstandings."

"I often go out, and Makisuke is more often trained in the base. The time I spend with him is actually not as much as you think. I don't see him for several days a week."

"Black Goat and Youbai have been following me everywhere. In fact, in a strict sense, I can only be regarded as half a teacher of Makisuke."

The observer's brain was stuck for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he had already taken over the conversation: "But he doesn't seem to be like that. Makisuke relies on you a lot."

"It's like a bird-and-chivalrous relationship." Dorota gave a reasonable explanation, but the observer always felt that something was strange. "After all, I was the one who brought him back to the organization. He was a little uneasy when he first came to Tracing the Source, and I stayed with him for those few months."

Soon after she finished speaking, Black Goat reminded him that it was time to return to Area C. Predators could not stay in other areas for too long. Dorota agreed and then handed over the information naturally, looking casual about the other party's plans.

She seemed to be more accustomed to letting Black Goat make arrangements.

It was the same in Tracing the Source a few years ago. At that time, he had just gotten to know the fresh environment and began to try to integrate into it. At another unknown node, or perhaps just an unintentional concern, he began to try to influence this place.

He has been doing very well, whether it is academic, social or extra targeted training, his performance is quite outstanding and admirable, and then he took the initiative to apply to participate in the mission. There are

many external contacts, aliens, hostile organizations, and the people who are incited. Baihe is generally responsible for it, and it also means that he can continue to learn from Baihe.

It is very hard, but its significance cannot be denied.

During his time outside, he also discovered that Baihe's daily routine is really very chaotic. He stays up all day and goes out at night. It is normal for him to not sleep for several days to deal with things. He also eats a few bites and leaves in a hurry. He is completely relying on the physical fitness of a plunderer.

The only two people who can take care of him, Yu Bufeng and Shouyue, are not around.

There was little he could do. He had to get in touch with the mission target in advance, do relevant analysis and organize it and hand it over to the teacher. He wanted to reduce her pressure as much as possible, but he also happened to help Bai He.

She was used to doing whatever she wanted. Except for some difficult mission targets, there was nothing worth paying too much attention to. Therefore, she would hardly make a detailed plan on purpose, and she just focused on her mood.

Xiao Hei's arrangements were detailed and appropriate. He took care of those troublesome prerequisite steps first and infiltrated in a gentle way.

He was willing to share, and Bai He was happy to be free.

When she came to her senses, she had already adapted to Xiao Hei's comprehensive plan. She still had some nostalgia when she first took office as CEO.

But this is just part of the past.

"I've given the order, and there are no problems in other areas, but... it has to be tomorrow night?"

"Yes."

Dorota deliberately lowered her voice and revealed a mysterious look, "An accident will happen tomorrow night that will facilitate our plan."

This is thanks to the observer's revelation.

He was telling the truth, and her "judgment" was also telling her that she could believe it.

The sea area of ​​the Inspection Institute will undergo changes, giving birth to a new monster - a rare special monster.

Special monsters have thinking abilities that are almost the same as those of adults, with strange structures, and cannot be killed. They can control low-level monsters to launch large-scale raids. The Federation currently knows of only fourteen special monsters, one of which is in the Federation Research Institute.

The birth of a new special-class, such a low-probability event can be called impossible. Dorota thought it was absurd at the time, "This happened as soon as Makisuke came. What did you do?"

"This is none of my business. There is no way. Who made you pick the 'most critical person' that the world cares about the most? Nothing is impossible around him."

The observer changed the subject at the speed of light: "I have been paying attention to the movements of the special-class. You plan to control it as soon as it is born?"

Dorota noticed that the observer's tone changed to seriousness, revealing a tone of rejection. She raised her eyes disapprovingly, "Is there something wrong? Or is this not allowed?"

"I advise you not to. Apart from the natural reasons of the worsening pollution in the sea, this special class exists because of Makisuke. I can't reveal more details. I can only tell you that it will be attracted by Makisuke's special aura and leave the deep sea."

"You will be regarded as an 'obstacle' and will be intercepted before you get close. The world will mobilize all available forces to stop you."

"Okay, I get it." Dorota's point was a little off track, "How special is it... Aren't special class early stage very fragile? They were hooked and couldn't help but run to the shore."

Observer: "Imagine if you just woke up, hungry and weak, but there is a delicious cake not far away that exudes an alluring scent, would you not want to eat it?"

Dorota: "Amazing metaphor."

Dorota: "But predators don't feel hungry."

Observer: "..."

He chose to give up arguing with Dorota. He was really too worried, and often couldn't figure out the other party's brain circuits. He was really afraid of any mistakes. Only this time he absolutely couldn't do that. "Anyway, you must always pay attention to Makisuke's condition."

"Although what I see is only one of the countless possibilities, it will become a reality if you are not careful."

"He will die here."

"Teacher...?"

Black Goat called out several times in succession before calling back the distracted person. Dorota looked at him subconsciously, and the revealed emotion seemed to be just a hasty illusion. She loosened the hand that was unconsciously clenched at her side, "Sorry, I was just thinking about something."

He shook his head, "Teacher, there is no need to apologize."

"Because of tomorrow's things?" Black Goat looked at her quietly, and finally just whispered, "You can rest assured."

"Everything will be as you are satisfied."

-

Administrator's Private Office.

"You've been getting close to that new serious criminal recently."

The cold-tempered administrator casually crossed his fingers, his brown pupils were introverted and reserved, the only thing that could not be associated with warmth, as if the lively inner self had long disappeared, and he just continued to exist, "0492, this is her number."

"It seems so?" Banished consciously grasped a corner of the document, and under the gaze of the person opposite, he let go of his hand as if nothing had happened, and smoothed the page footer by the way, "0492 caused a lot of trouble, so I warned him."

Zui said nothing about this, but picked out a piece of information that the young man had not yet reviewed and examined it carefully.

He didn't need to say anything more. This simple action made Fa confess everything in an instant: "Well, it turns out that I know her. The looters in the tower are very xenophobic, and I want to help."

Zui turned to the next page and didn't even lift his eyelids when he heard this, "More than that, what are the other reasons?"

... He couldn't hide it. Fa had no choice but to think of a few more excuses, and finally gave up. He stood up and walked around behind Zui's seat, reached out and took the document from his hand, "Don't read it. You've dealt with so many things these days. I'll take care of the rest."

"But it's really nothing. If you want to know, just go and see her."

He said, his eyes lowered to the person in front of him, reflecting the deep eyes that had been quiet all night and sank into the cold brown swamp.

There was something fleeting, like the inexplicable hatred and disgust, which deeply stung Sin's nerves. He was attracted, but he couldn't tell what he saw.

It was like this again.

Strange fragments of memory would often appear in his mind suddenly, but he still had no impression when he recalled them later.

In the gaps between those chaotic fragments, he saw Punishment, still the familiar boy, who seemed to smile more.

There was also a white-haired girl whose face could not be seen clearly.

They were wearing the same clothes, which were uniformly distributed in the laboratory.

Laboratory... Federal Central Research Institute...?

But they all looked like minors, and human experiments were prohibited.

Sin suddenly raised his head, "I remember you said before that you stayed in the institute for a while."

"Yes, what's wrong?" Punishment did not feel impatient with his abrupt words but answered as usual. Shengteng's bad premonition made him stop talking immediately. He felt fear, which had troubled him for a long time many years ago. He could not get rid of it and was willing to be trapped.

"You know, I occasionally see those forgotten pasts, which are very vague and only leave a few traces."

"This time I saw you, it seems to be in the institute."

"And there is a girl."

"Do you know who she is?"

He looked back at him in the same way, and the muddy swamp with an ominous breath spread out, as if it was going to climb up to his ankles and drag down the deep forest with night.

Sin even smiled, as if dissatisfied with his absent-mindedness.

"I seem to have a deep connection with the Federal Research Institute. Did I work there before?"

"You will tell me, right?"