Chapter 123 Succession 2
At the energy gate at the entrance of the broadcasting room, every entrant needs to swipe their biometric information card and undergo iris verification.
After being disguised, Ye Heng was now wearing a dark gray technical maintenance suit, carrying a tool bag with the logo of the Imperial Palace Technical Department, and standing in front of the gate communicating with the guard on duty.
"The inspection list says they're checking the broadcast equipment circuits. Why are you only here now?"
The security guard stared at Ye Heng's biometric information card, frowning slightly.
Ye Heng adjusted his posture slightly, inadvertently revealing the maintenance instruction sheet in the side pocket of the tool kit.
That was the palace system permissions cracked by Bian Miao, and then the technical department rushed to generate it overnight. The electronic signature on it was exactly the same as that of the head of the technical department.
"I was just dealing with an energy line failure in the West District, which delayed me a bit." Ye Heng's voice was deliberately low, with a hint of fatigue.
At the same time, the micro jammer on the toolkit was quietly activated, causing the guard's verification terminal to briefly skip frames.
"The broadcast of the coronation ceremony cannot go wrong. I need to rush to the control console. Please be flexible."
The guard glanced at the instruction sheet, then glanced at the number on Ye Heng's uniform, and finally stepped aside:
"Hurry up, the inspection must be completed before the three o'clock ceremony begins. Don't wander around in there."
Ye Heng nodded in agreement and walked quickly into the broadcast room.
When he pushed open the alloy door of the broadcasting technology room, the hum of machinery and the light of the screen inside came at him.
Three side-by-side consoles took up most of the room, and they were densely packed with fiber optic lines.
The light blue data stream scrolled rapidly on the screen, making the profiles of the two technicians glow with a cold light.
As soon as he stepped through the door, the technician on his left suddenly looked up and looked at him warily:
"Which team are you from? It's almost two o'clock now. Shouldn't the inspection be completed in the morning?"
Another technician in charge of debugging the broadcast screen also turned his head, his eyes falling on Ye Heng's uniform number, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the edge of the console.
Obviously, the sudden appearance of a "colleague" made them more wary.
Ye Heng did not panic, but slowed down his pace.
He pulled a folded electronic inspection checklist from the side pocket of his tool kit and handed it over, carefully positioning the electronic signature on the checklist facing the two men.
"The West District line just had some frame skipping, so the technical department temporarily transferred me over to check the broadcast line here. They're worried that the public channel signal will be unstable when the ceremony starts."
His voice was calm, with a hint of fatigue typical of a technician, and the electronic signature in his hand showed that he had really come here on orders.
The technician on the left took the list and ran his finger over it to confirm that the encryption pattern of the electronic signature was correct.
He glanced at the note on the list, "Focus on checking the line interface of the broadcast console," and then breathed a sigh of relief and handed the list back.
"Okay, hurry up and get it done before the ceremony starts at three o'clock.
When I was debugging the public channel just now, I did feel that the signals on two interfaces were a bit weak. Please check them carefully.
"Okay." Ye Heng took the list and walked to the circuit cabinet in the corner of the room.
This place is just diagonally opposite the broadcasting console on the north side, but it does not appear to be deliberately close.
He put down the tool bag and deliberately opened it in front of the two of them.
Revealing the multimeter, fiber optic tester, and spare lines wrapped around the tool clip, he looked like he was ready to get down to work.
Starting with checking the backup line in the cabinet, Ye Heng squatted down, placed the tester in his hand against the line interface, and a stable green signal bar popped up on the screen.
He occasionally looked up, pretending to check a list, but his eyes quickly scanned the north console.
The two technicians there had returned to work, one staring at the broadcast screen to adjust the focus, and the other was recording the signal parameters. No one paid any attention to him anymore.
The opportunity came. Ye Heng pretended to stand up and take the spare connector from the tool kit, and with his left hand he quietly took out the quantum signal converter from the secret pocket inside the tool kit.
It was a black square about the size of a fingernail, with an invisible magnetic disk attached to its surface that could adhere to metal.
With it, Bian Miao's work will be more convenient.
When he stood up, he deliberately took a half step towards the control console, blocking the view of the technicians on his right. He waved the spare connector in his right hand to attract their attention.
"Do you have a D-type connector that matches the specifications? The one I'm wearing seems a bit loose."
"It's in the second drawer, take it yourself." The technician in charge of debugging the screen responded casually without even looking up.
Ye Heng responded and walked to the console. The moment he bent down to open the drawer, his left hand quickly placed the signal converter in the circuit groove at the bottom of the console.
It was blocked by a thick optical fiber and was completely invisible.
After sticking it on, he pressed it with his fingertips to make sure the magnetic sheet was firmly attached before taking the interface out of the drawer.
As he stood up, he wiped the edge of the console with his sleeve, pretending to tidy up the wiring, but actually making sure there were no flaws in the converter.
"Found it, thanks." Ye Heng raised the interface to signal them, but the two of them just took a look and continued with their work.
Ye Heng turned around and walked back to the cabinet, continuing to pretend to check the circuits.
His fingertips touched the mini communicator in his pocket and pressed a hidden button.
There was a slight vibration from the communicator, indicating that the signal converter had been successfully activated and was synchronously transmitting the line signal from the console to Bian Miao on the periphery.
The room resumed its previous mechanical hum, with only occasional discussions about the parameters of the broadcast image.
Ye Heng squatted beside the cabinet, still working diligently on the circuit with the tester in his hand.
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In the Star Dome Banquet Hall of the Central Star Palace, the dome projects a dynamic holographic image of the imperial star map, and the pale golden starlight flows on the ground with the footsteps of the guests.
This was a reception for the nobility as a warm-up for the coronation ceremony, and there were only two hours left before the formal ceremony at 3 p.m.
Lin Yao was holding a silver tray embedded with an anti-gravity module, on which were suspended three cups of nebula sparkling drinks.
Tiny fluorescent particles float in the lavender liquid, which is the most popular drink among the aristocratic circles.
His waiter uniform has been specially modified by the Red Shadow Technical Department:
A micro biometric camouflage chip is sewn on the inside of the cuffs, which can simulate the iris fluctuations of the palace attendant in real time;
The Royal Service Badge pinned to the collar is a replica, and the holographic logo is identical to the original under energy scanning;
Even the soles of the shoes were embedded with sound-absorbing modules. When one stepped on the transparent energy floor of the banquet hall, only a very faint trace of light was left, which disappeared in an instant.
"Another cup of Stardust Condensate, please, with double the ice crystals."
A middle-aged man in a gold-rimmed interstellar aristocratic robe waved at him, the family crest ring on his finger gleaming coldly under the holographic starlight.
Lin Yao recognized that this was the patriarch of the mining family. He had been neutral before, but now he took the initiative to chat and laugh with Karen's confidants, and it was obvious that he had turned to the new emperor.
Lin Yao bowed slightly, and gently turned the tray in his palm. A sealed ice crystal capsule automatically fell into the bottom of the cup.
The pale purple stardust condensed dew instantly turned into a white mist. "Please wait, I'll bring it to you right away."
As he turned and walked towards the dining table, his fingertips lightly pressed the edge of the tray.
The miniature scanner hidden at the bottom of the tray had silently read the noble's identity authorization code and simultaneously transmitted it to Ye Heng's communicator.
Except for those big families who planned to arrive at the appointed time, most of the Central Star Empire families had already gathered in the banquet hall.
Next to the floating dining table and in front of the holographic projection screen, people were talking in low voices everywhere.
Lin Yao glanced at the countdown projection on the wall: 118 minutes.
He noticed that there were two members of the Royal Guard standing in each of the four corners of the banquet hall, with energy symbols of level one alert pinned on their shoulder armor.
"Mumu, there's a public channel interface behind the third pillar on the west side. I've activated it with technical authorization. Find an opportunity to connect to the signal transmitter."
Ye Heng's voice came through the micro-communicator in the ear canal, carrying with it the slight sound of electricity from the equipment in the broadcast area.
Lin Yao walked towards the head of the mining family with the newly prepared stardust condensate. When passing by the west pillar, he deliberately slowed down his pace.
Behind the pillar is an inconspicuous circuit interface, covered by a holographic baffle for equipment maintenance.
He pretended to tidy up the cups on the tray, and his fingertips quickly passed by the interface.
The miniature signal transmitter hidden in the cuff has been docked with the interface, and the indicator light on the inside of the cuff flashed a light green light.
"Your drink." Lin Yao handed over the cup, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over the captain of the royal guard not far away.
The other party was staring at a waiter who was behaving in a panic and questioning him, obviously checking for suspicious persons.
Lin Yao knew that his disguise was flawless, so he shifted his gaze calmly. When he passed by the waiter's lounge,
I also chatted with two real waiters and asked them whether they could leave work early after the afternoon ceremony, and I integrated into the environment perfectly.
After saying goodbye to his two colleagues, Lin Yao took the opportunity to retreat behind the dining table and replied to Ye Heng: "The signal has been connected, everything is normal."
"Very good." Ye Heng's voice was steady. "Now we just have to wait for the ceremony to begin."
Lin Yao put away the communicator, picked up the tray again and walked towards another guest.
The holographic star map in the banquet hall was still rotating, and the nobles' conversations and the footsteps of the guards formed a seemingly peaceful picture.
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At the same time, Ye Mang and three members of the Chiying team arrived at the temporary storage place of the old emperor's body.
The Shenghui-III life support chamber, along with the old emperor's 'body', was moved out of the original bedroom.
The cabin is now covered by a thin, transparent energy shield, and the screen displays a report: [Organ failure, vital signs zero],
But only a few people know that all this was the work of Lin Ruheng.
The chief physician of the White Tower used his authority to quietly adjust the nerve suppression parameters of the maintenance cabin.
The old emperor's vital signs were suppressed to the threshold of suspended animation, which was concealed from everyone, and the public was simply told that the rescue efforts were ineffective.
"Mr. Lin Ruheng's information is that the Third Prince has withdrawn most of the security personnel from the medical area.
Only two basic posts remained, and he was anxious to prepare for the coronation, feeling that the 'corpse' wouldn't be able to do anything special.
Ye Mang stared at the two security guards at the door of the intensive care unit and spoke to the team members in a low voice.
The surveillance cameras in the corridor are still running, but according to the information provided by Bian Miao,
He had secretly switched the real-time transmission of these devices to loop playback mode, so the monitoring room could not see the real images at all.
A team member took out two miniature electromagnetic jammers and gently attached them to the monitoring base on the wall.
After the green light flashes twice, the probe's scanning line stops completely to prevent sudden permission checks.
"Let's do the preliminary processing of the remains and check the cabin parameters according to the process." Ye Mang and his men in protective suits stepped forward.
Place the card close to the access control terminal, and a green prompt "Authorization approved" will pop up on the screen instantly.
The security guard at the door glanced at the card and then at the white protective suits on the people.
No further questioning.
After all, Karen had already ordered to [simplify the procedures for handling the remains and give priority to the coronation ceremony], so there was no need for them to cause trouble for themselves.
As soon as the alloy door of the intensive care unit slid open a crack, the two Red Shadow team members behind Ye Mang rushed out like cheetahs.
The anesthetic energy needles in their hands were precisely placed against the sides of the two guards' necks. The moment the needles pierced the fabric of their uniforms, the guards' eyelids drooped heavily before they even had time to raise their hands to touch their guns.
Ye Mang stepped forward and supported the fallen guard. Together with his team members, he dragged the two men into the depths of the intensive care unit. His movements were so gentle that no sound was made.
"Tie it up tight and change clothes." Ye Mang whispered, and the team members immediately took out high-strength fiber restraints from the tool bag and tied the guard's hands and feet tightly.
They sealed their mouths with sound-deadening tape and stuffed them into the medical locker in the corner.
Then the two of them quickly stripped off the guard's black security uniform and put it on neatly.
The metal logo on the shoulder straps and the position of the energy gun on the waist all correspond to each other, and even the standing posture deliberately imitates the relaxed posture of the guards.
They pushed the door open and stood on both sides of the ICU door, looking straight at the corridor, forming a silent echo with the security drones patrolling in the distance, and perfectly integrated into the defense system of this medical area.
After confirming that the perimeter was safe, Ye Mang walked towards the Shenghui-III maintenance cabin in the center of the room.
The transparent energy shield of the cabin glowed with a cold light. The old emperor's eyes were closed and his face was pale. The red words "vital signs returned to zero" on the screen were still flashing in a loop.
He called up the wake-up program that Lin Ruheng had encrypted and sent him in advance, and his fingertips flew across the control panel.
A string of light blue code flowed into the system like water, and the energy shield emitted a low humming sound and slowly landed on the ground.
"Prepare the first potion." Ye Mang stepped aside.
A team member immediately handed over a nerve awakening agent containing light green liquid, and the needle accurately inserted into the intravenous catheter interface of the maintenance cabin.
The medicine flowed into the old emperor's body through the catheter, and the originally flat heart rate curve on the screen began to show slight fluctuations.
His breathing rate also changed, and a hint of color gradually appeared on his cheeks.
"The vital signs have returned to normal and the consciousness module is being activated." The team member reported while staring at the monitoring screen.
Ye Mang took out a silver-gray syringe from the tool kit, which contained Lin Ruheng's special nerve blocker, which formed a precise combination with the awakening agent.
"Inject this." He handed the syringe to the team member, his voice very low.
This potion will make Your Majesty conscious, able to see and hear, but your body will be unable to move or make any sound.
He had to see with his own eyes how Karen stepped on him to seize the throne.
The moment the needle was pushed into the medicine, the old emperor's fingers curled slightly and his eyelids trembled slightly.
Ye Mang moved closer to the cabin and could clearly see the clarity gradually gathering in the old emperor's opened eyes.
That was a signal of consciousness awakening, but the body's movements were firmly locked by the drugs.
The consciousness activity value on the monitoring screen quickly climbed to 80%, while the limb control authority remained at 0%, perfectly achieving the effect of conscious witnessing.
Ye Mang raised his hand and pressed the control panel, and the energy shield rose again, completely covering up the subtle changes in the cabin.
He walked to the locker in the corner, confirmed that the tied guard was still unconscious, and sent a "safe" signal to the team member who was standing guard outside the door.
"The old emperor is awake and his vital signs are under control." Ye Mang reported to Ye Heng through the encrypted communicator, his eyes sweeping over the old emperor's moving eyeballs in the maintenance cabin.
"We will definitely complete the mission and give His Majesty the Emperor a good show."
Ye Heng's calm response came from the other end of the communicator: "Okay."
When Ye Mang put away the communicator, he caught a glimpse of bloodshot eyes in the old emperor's maintenance cabin, which was a sign of anger.
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