Chapter 35 Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger Second Squadron
Li Lin was awakened from the depths of his sleep by a loud cell phone ring, and along with the ringing sound suddenly appeared a spiritual warning from the bottom of his heart.
As an excellently trained Secret Service agent, he realized what was happening almost instantly. He woke up with a start and jumped from the bed in the temporary rental house to the ground like a catapult. Then he grabbed the mobile phone on the bedside table and rushed to the window facing the street.
"This is Li Lin," he answered the phone quickly, sitting down by the window and pointing a device with a complex lens system at the street below. "What happened?"
Song Cheng's voice came from the receiver immediately, sounding unusually serious: "Have you observed anything over there?"
While paying attention to the light and shadow reflected in the lens device, Li Lin distractedly glanced at the laptop computer next to him that was automatically monitoring the data. He quickly pulled the monitoring log and said quickly: "The monitoring data is normal. There was only a small-scale energy fluctuation at one o'clock in the morning - it was a very normal periodic 'surge' at the border..."
"...Xu Jiali has already left, and he should be at your side soon," Song Cheng said in a deep voice, "You keep monitoring the block, but even if you observe something, don't go out casually, just report it immediately - remember, before Xu Jiali arrives, never leave the base alone!"
"Ah? Oh, okay, got it!" Li Lin was stunned for a moment, then quickly agreed, and then couldn't help asking, "What happened?"
"…Unexplained large-scale space-time dislocation and resetting are occurring at the junction, every five to ten minutes."
Song Cheng ignored Li Lin's exclamation. After hanging up the phone, he took a deep breath and looked up at the huge screen at the end of the command hall.
The screen displays a flat map of the entire "Boundary City", and outside the map is a three-dimensional structure constructed by countless curves and identifiers, as well as a large amount of monitoring data and remote monitoring signals that are being refreshed frantically.
The huge command hall was brightly lit. Secret Service employees in black uniforms stared at the screens at various terminals. From time to time, people came in and out of the hall from the small doors on the side, reporting on the situations of other departments or bringing more bad news.
"There have been several small space-time dislocations in the past two days, but none of them were this large, nor did they occur so frequently," a female Secret Service employee in a black business suit whispered behind Song Cheng. "The space-time structure of the border is special, so this kind of thing has happened before, so the alarm level reported at the time was not high..."
"Now it seems that this is more like a test before some large-scale action," another person's voice came from the side, "Now that 'they' have officially started... Damn, we were careless."
At this moment, another report came from a terminal somewhere, interrupting the conversation behind Song Cheng: "A rift has been detected! Pointing to Chavin-12b, but the exact location is still unknown... Try to trace the source!"
Song Cheng frowned and said nothing, but just counted numbers silently in his heart.
Ten seconds later, he heard the follow-up report—
"The rift is closed! Tracing the source failed! The space-time structure is restored!"
Such reports have been repeated many times in this hall - happening every few minutes.
The intervals were not very stable, but they were basically within ten minutes. The duration of each time was not very accurate, but it would not exceed thirty seconds. It seemed like it was man-made, but... what was the point of doing this? And more importantly... who could do such an outrageous thing? ! "A rift was detected! Pointing to White Dragon-4c, unable to confirm the exact location, trying to trace the source..."
"The rift is closed! Tracing the source failed..."
Song Cheng's brows furrowed more and more, and at this moment, a slight buzzing sound suddenly interrupted his thoughts, and the next second, a screen next to him lit up.
A woman who looked less than 30 years old, with a dignified appearance but a cold temperament appeared on the screen.
She was wearing a white suit, her long gray hair was tied into a loose ponytail at the back of her head, her eyes were a different grayish white than ordinary people, her pupils were extremely light, and her whole person gave people a feeling of... lack of color.
The moment he saw this woman, Song Cheng's back visibly straightened a little, and a stiff bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Director," Song Cheng greeted, "We are still tracking..."
"What's the situation now?" The gray-haired and gray-eyed woman who was called the director interrupted Song Cheng, her voice cold and calm.
"The cracks are still being created and disappearing, and their source is still unknown, but it is now basically certain that the phenomenon is harmless to the boundary itself - the space-time structure has not been destroyed."
"Not destroyed?"
"Yes, although those cracks are temporarily classified as 'time-space dislocation', they are only similar in surface properties. It is hard to say what that thing is specifically..." Song Cheng smiled bitterly, "Every time it is generated, it does not really tear time and space apart, but..."
He held it in for a long time, and finally recalled the description given by the technical expert, and continued: "It feels as if that is the original structure of space-time. The moment the rift is formed, it is as if there has been such a stable passage leading to the distance at the junction from the beginning. And when the rift disappears, it is as if it has never appeared. There is no impact, no catastrophic collapse, and even no reports of damage have been received so far."
The gray-haired woman listened quietly and did not speak for a long time.
Song Cheng didn't say anything, just waited patiently.
"Has there been any changes to the 'special location' that you sent people to monitor?"
"No, it's the most 'peaceful' place in the entire Jiecheng right now, as peaceful as a black hole," Song Cheng sighed, "This is the most abnormal thing. Now everyone knows that there must be something wrong over there, but the biggest problem there is that no problem can be seen - I have sent the best divers from the second team over there, and also arranged two additional monitoring teams to approach that street from another direction..."
"What do you think is the purpose of those who do these things?" the gray-haired woman suddenly asked.
"...It's hard to say," Song Cheng thought for a moment and spoke cautiously, "At first I thought it was some kind of attack, but now it seems that it is just constantly opening and closing cracks one after another. It's almost a whole night, and no one has even disturbed it..."
"Could this be some new 'Dark Angel' phenomenon?"
"It shouldn't be. When the Dark Angel appears, it is bound to be accompanied by large-scale loss of control of the alien world and large-scale damage to the human world. It is not so 'harmless'." Song Cheng shook his head immediately, "and I haven't received any reports about the angel believers recently. If a new Dark Angel really appears, the cultists will not be so quiet."
"As long as it's not the Dark Angel, it's fine."
"Yeah, as long as it's not the Dark Angel," Song Cheng sighed, "But then again, if this was done by a 'human', then... what kind of 'human' is it? What on earth is he trying to do by making such a big fuss..."
The second half of his sentence was completely a soliloquy, and the gray-haired woman on the other side of the screen broke the silence after thinking for a few seconds.
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"This world is huge, and there are still too many tribes and ancient individuals that we have not yet come into contact with," she said softly. Although her face was still very young, her words inadvertently revealed a certain vicissitudes of life. "And our universe is very young, and even many 'theorems' and 'laws' have not yet been generated... Learn to adapt, Xiao Song, our job has never been to deal with the 'known'."
"……I see."
The gray-haired woman nodded, and then, as if she sensed something, she suddenly raised her head and looked in a certain direction. Her almost colorless eyes froze for a moment, and then she broke the silence with a soft voice: "It's calm."
Song Cheng raised his head and looked towards the hall.
No new rift formation reports have come in.
…
There was a knock on the door of a specific frequency. Li Lin stood at the door and used his spiritual intuition to confirm the atmosphere outside the door. Then he took a half step to the side and opened the door.
A sturdy man nearly two meters tall squeezed into the door of the rental house with his head lowered, dragging behind him a huge black box that seemed to be very suitable for his height and physique.
"This place is really crowded," the sturdy man turned around and glanced at Li Lin who was standing next to the door, "It's even more crowded than the landing capsule I was in the day before yesterday."
Li Lin rolled his eyes. "That's more spacious than your junky car. You can drive it from the bureau, so don't complain about me."
The sturdy man chuckled twice, pushed his heavy box to the wall and sat down on the sofa in the living room, immediately letting out a long sigh of enjoyment.
"Well, it's a place for people after all - this sofa is much more comfortable than the hard stones and scalding sand in Emain-IX."
Li Lin looked at the burly man in front of him with a bit of toothache.
Mr. Xu Jiali, the best and most experienced deep diver of the Second Operations Brigade of the Secret Service.
He was not used to dealing with this hunk.
The main reason for the discomfort was that on the first day Li Lin joined the team, after seeing the name "Xu Jiali" on the personnel roster, he asked people everywhere about the other party. Then at the welcome party, a 1.98-meter-tall strong man came up to him, patted Li Lin on the shoulder and introduced himself as Xu Jiali. The self-introduction was deafening at the time, and even now Li Lin still gets shocked when he sees the other person.
But Mr. Xu Jiali himself was unaware of this. He had lived with this name for thirty years and had long been accustomed to it...
There is a saying that goes - the Second Brigade of the Secret Service is a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are hidden...
(End of this chapter)
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