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Thirty minutes had passed since the death of the head of the base, and the top leaders of the organization gathered again in the meeting room where they had held the previous meeting. However, this time, the atmosphere was so heavy that it was hard to breathe.
"Bang——"
The boss who sat at the first seat and never showed his emotions slammed his fist on the metal table, as if to wake up the silence, but no one around the table spoke.
Of the seventy-three persons in charge, only six survived, and four of them are still being rescued, and it is hard to say whether they can survive. Then Rum was killed in one blow in front of everyone, and Gin was seriously injured and lying in bed. Now all the people sitting in the conference room are the only remaining senior executives of the organization.
As if he had thought of the same thing, the first BOSS slammed his fist on the table again, then scanned the people present and directly called out their names:
"Jager, tell me the situation."
Originally, Jäger was an important code name member who had been sent abroad to various countries to investigate intelligence. At this time, he took over the investigation of this incident. Since Gin was not there, others naturally had no objections.
"What we can confirm now is that it was Grappa who did it." Jäger, who has a neat short crew cut, has a voice as rough as his appearance. However, as a person in charge of the investigation, this appearance can only be said to be extremely deceptive. He only said in an orderly manner:
"Of the six people still alive, only two are still barely conscious. Although they were frightened by Grappa, they can still piece together the situation after comparison."
"Both parties mentioned that after the door was closed, Canack MacKenzie ambushed Grappa and injected him with an unknown drug, after which Grappa began his senseless murderous behavior."
Out of the seventy-three persons in charge, only six were left. For Jäger, who had been away for a long time and was not very familiar with the headquarters' Grappa, this record was horrifying. Therefore, he believed that there must be stimulants or other special ingredients in the drug, which led to this extremely horrifying result.
"Grappa was attacked?"
Belmode repeated this sentence slowly with a hint of mockery in his tone. The others present had all witnessed Grappa's strength with their own eyes and were skeptical about the credibility of this statement.
Jägermeister was quick to notice the change in atmosphere and stopped listening for a moment, but was glanced at by the first boss and told to continue.
Jager nodded, and after reviewing his words in his mind to make sure there were no loopholes, he spoke the rest of the information more carefully:
"And the two daggers used by Grappa were definitely brought in by Canak Mackenzie and hidden in the plaster layer on the leg that pretended to be injured. The plaster was mixed with special isolation equipment and therefore could not be detected. The syringe should have been brought in in the same way."
Speaking of this, Jäger sighed slightly in his heart. He had some friendship with the person in charge in Bangkok. Carrying weapons was indeed something the other party could do, but injecting Grappa with drugs was something he couldn't understand.
"And then, Grappa just stood there motionless and was injected with a tube of medicine." Vermodes did not hide her doubts about the report. The smile of the past was restrained in her aqua-green pupils, which were full of undisguised sharpness.
"And Mackenzie went to such lengths to do this in order to bring down all those responsible?"
This statement was tacitly approved by the BOSS, and the Thousand-Faced Witch was obviously speaking for the BOSS at this time.
"Regarding that drug, the ingredients are being tested in the laboratory now, and the results will be out soon." Silvani was wearing a white lab coat, and his blue eyes were invisible behind the glasses. He said slowly:
"As for Grappa being attacked, I'm not surprised. According to the latest physical examination, his perception of pain is now very weak."
At this point, Silvani took out a stack of data and handed it to Bermode, who was originally sitting in the position closest to the BOSS. After taking it, he put it at hand for the BOSS to read at any time. Of course, no one present doubted that the data was false, and Silvani would not make such a stupid mistake.
But no one noticed that Bourbon, who had not said a word until now, clenched his fists tightly in a corner where no one could see him. He could only lower his head slightly as if pretending to think, letting his hair cover his gray-purple eyes.
Hold back...
Toru Amuro is warning himself.
Be patient and don't let everything that Norf has worked so hard to achieve be destroyed...
"As for the medication, I can only say that Grappa's physical condition is very complicated. He underwent many drug experiments in his early years. Even I can only barely control the effects on his body. The effects of drugs generally used on ordinary people on him are likely to be greatly deviated."
"You mean that Kanak might have just wanted Grappa to have some minor problems, but because he didn't understand Grappa's physical condition, this accident occurred?" Bermode emphasized the pronunciation of "accident". Even on a global scale, the casualties of nearly seventy people made this accident a disaster.
Silvani sighed imperceptibly, as if expressing regret for the dead, but also nodded in agreement with Bermode's words.
These explanations made sense. Considering Grappa's previous conflict with Ka, and Jäger's understanding of this man, he could not find any fault with Silvani's statement. All he had to do was wait for Silvani to provide a detailed drug analysis.
It is not the style of the organization to simply call this incident an accident, but since the culprit is already dead, there is not much left to do, and the key points are:
"What about Grappa?"
This question asked by Bourbon instantly froze the slightly relaxed atmosphere. Obviously, this was a question that everyone wanted to ask but didn't ask.
"He has been locked in the interrogation room and is in a coma. I think we should..."
"Boss, Grappa's health is very important right now, and I think the specific effects of those drugs also require multiple practical applications..." Silvani's voice interrupted Jäger's words eagerly, and the enthusiasm in it was not concealed at all, making everyone present feel a little physically uncomfortable.
“Isn’t the effect of practical application obvious yet?!”
Angry rebukes came from the chief seat. The boss, who had been silent for a long time, obviously had not yet recovered from his rage. His angry eyes looked coldly at Silvani, causing the latter to retreat step by step and stop making a sound.
The atmosphere fell into silence again.
"Boss, that Grapa..."
Bourbon spoke again under the shocked gazes of the crowd, but the man in the first seat snorted coldly and said in a slightly softer tone: "Put your thoughts aside, Bourbon."
"Even so, I can't throw Grappa to you as a toy."
This statement once again shocked everyone, and was mixed with admiring glances. Bourbon had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept it, saying, "I understand."
The corners of Bermode's mouth, which were straight and pretending to be serious, froze for a moment and then curled up into a small arc. Her previous guesses reappeared in her mind, and her thoughts became complicated for a moment. Compared with those responsible people, this matter seemed to make her more interesting.
"Silvani, Grappa will be handed over to you. You stay here first. The others should quickly follow the instructions and take control of the situation. The meeting is adjourned!"
Silvani nodded as expected, then sat there and watched the others leave. Amuro Toru, who left home last, glanced at Silvani without disguising. The other smiled back, looking quite happy, as if he was showing off that he was the final winner of the prey.
Something is wrong...
The blond man tried to detect Silvani's thoughts through the lens at that moment.
Or there are too many things wrong.
He thought.
Silvani's explanation was very reasonable, and every doubt was supported by actual evidence, as if... Kanak MacKenzie had really prepared a stupid revenge, but it led to an even stupider result. If Toru Amuro hadn't known that Noel really wanted to wipe out all the responsible persons in the room, he would have believed it.
He already knew most of what Noel did from Hiro, and these things were enough for him to guess Noel's style of doing things, so the so-called drugs, rather than being injected by others, were probably... injected by himself.
Thinking of this, Toru Amuro clenched his teeth tightly, trying to vent all his strength into it so as not to do anything irrational. Then he pushed away his emotions and pieced everything together in his mind.
Where did he get the drugs, and why did Silvani give such a fitting explanation.
Two questions will ultimately lead to only one answer, which is the collaboration of two people.
Therefore, the subsequent drug report will only present the analysis that best fits Silvani's explanation, because he made the drugs, and therefore Silvani can give a suitable answer other than "Noel wanted to do it on his own initiative" because he knows all the details.
Why?
Amuro Toru felt his whole body stiff, and even the warm autumn sun could not relieve him at all, until the slight vibration of his cell phone made him realize that he had walked out of the yard, into the sunlight, and into an area where the signal was not blocked.
/Noel sent all the information about the organization's bases and set up special units in all the bases he visited./
In the private chat of the White Alliance, Jinpei Matsuda described the current situation concisely and gave the most reasonable answer.
Because Grappa could only have done these things irrationally under control, and not on his own initiative to the point of being suspected of having connections with official organizations. Otherwise, all the intelligence that Grappa had previously accessed would need to be transferred and modified, even if only in part. The deviation could also result in casualties among the police.
So you'd go to such lengths?
Amuro Toru stood there for a moment, then asked a question:
/Under what pretext did Noel use to pass on this information? /
The other party quickly replied:
/Ikaros, and it was preserved by Noah's Ark. /
Seeing the expected news, Toru Amuro did not respond, and Jinpei Matsuda, who was unsure about Toru Amuro's current situation, did not ask any further questions, although he was a little confused about this issue.
There are many, many things waiting for me to do now, Amuro Toru thought, but he must calm down and let himself digest this cruel reality that he has just realized.
When did Noel start to attribute all his achievements to the identity of Ikaros and let Noah's Ark gradually inherit it in the name of help? When did the traces of Xiachuan Kong's identity gradually disappear, leaving only the elusive memories? The original body named Noel tightly embraced Grappa, who was made up of sin and blood, and personally distorted the opponent's final struggle into an accident caused by manipulation?
It was like a bad joke that in the end, they wanted to prove that someone had tried their best to save the past, but they couldn't produce the slightest proof.
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