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Chapter 117: In the whirlpool

This is a midsummer college. The spire of the building is looming in the fog. The tall stone walls are covered with old vines, and the sparse green leaves are dotted with bright red phoenix flowers.

Clouds fly like waves in the sky. Under the royal blue sundial bell in the center of the square, the shadow shifting with the light and shadow, slanted across this ancient college that stands in the long river of history.

In such a quiet scene, the sound from Fatty Tian suddenly and calmly sounded in the mecha hall located in this academy, the most special castle sub-building in Shangdao District.

But it seems that it can instantly bring people to the scarlet planet storm dozens of light years away.

"Planet No. 2 has always been a small-scale military exercise test site, without large-scale military exercises... and because the supply of the surveillance station was outdated and the maintenance was almost abandoned. So far, the automatic frequency monitoring station set up by the empire is still in use. So in recent years, the atmosphere and even environmental monitoring data of the planet No. 2 have basically been blank. Therefore, there is no data record to monitor the arrival time of the storm... However, in the director plan of this exercise team, the route of the storm has overlapped with the storm's storm's storm."

"Maybe it's just a coincidence." Lin Haidao.

"No one doubted this... At least from the moment of the accident, everyone was mourning the sudden outbreak of this incident, and everyone was lamenting the death of the pilot... The Imperial military was heartbroken by the accident of this exercise, and the people organized memorial activities one after another... But all this was too coincidental. Coincidentally, it was not an unexpected opportunity to live in any doubt. The overwhelming storm, which seemed to be the most brutal and irregular activity in nature, was enough to destroy all living organisms... No one could use the storm out of thin air to achieve their goals... But what if there was an accident above this?

Standing here today, Tian Yinzhi said a lot of the word "accident". However, the deep meaning made Lin Hai very silent.

"Before I came to Milan, I went to Planet No. 2, and with the extremely high authority of the military, I inspected all existing Imperial monitoring stations. Through the data summarized by these monitoring stations, I made a theoretical map of atmospheric data... Then I launched fifty-two probes on the planet, and spent a month collecting data in mountains, rivers and geography to prove my speculation..."

"According to my summary calculations... the storm called "hell" on Planet 52 is not a coincidence... but is based on the changes in the atmosphere, the tides, and the intermittent cross-platform operation of airflow, and has certain rules... In other words, the storm, with periodicity, can be predicted."

"And then, I drove the mecha and caught up with the storm, followed it, felt its power to destroy the world, and came to a conclusion." Fatty Tian laughed, ""Hell" is not hell. And the heart of the human heart is hell."

"The north and south hover every twenty-five years. It starts from the winter gusty air currents and disappears in the summer season. If you encounter planet No. 1, the hurricane will appear in advance. And at an extremely fast speed, it will circumnavigate the southern connection area..." Lin Hai's voice sounded calmly, "Last year, it was the solar term that appeared on the gusty air currents, and then that passage can be said to have become a death channel that the hurricane will surely pass... So, at that time, I was very suspicious that there would be a mecha to go there."

"The exercise plan is decided by the highest defense center and arranged through the defense computer... It is logical that there will be no problems. But I don't know if someone will make some changes from there, so that this group of mechas will appear there."

"And, after you saved that person, you eliminated all clues. So much so that the aftermath accident team failed to find you who participated in the rescue... Why did you hide everything at that time? Why did you hide the traces of your rescue..."

Tian Yinzhi stared at Lin Hai without blinking for a moment, and a deep light shot out from his triangular eyes, "At that time... what happened in the storm that had not been recorded by the recorder?"

A word seemed to have the power to break the sky.

It revealed Lin Hai's disappearance in that accident.

The man in front of him, since he saved the Hongjiu who was in the exercise, disappeared quietly after that. It was not the incompetence of the aftermath treatment team, but the person who saved the people noticed something unusual, spontaneously erased all traces, and disappeared from the vision of all parties.

"You have grown up on garbage stars since you were a child... you have always been in a highly alert environment, because dangers may appear around you at any time. So you are surprisingly keen on the smell of crisis... And it is precisely because of this that he smelled something after the accident, and then out of vigilance to protect himself, he erased all traces... If there is no accident, the mecha you were driving at that time would have been broken down by you and integrated into the surrounding garbage environment. Even those aftermath treatment teams or some people, no matter how clever they are... it is impossible to find the garbage from an environment that is already garbage."

"In that storm..." Faced with Fatty Tian's attention, Lin Hai spoke, "I killed someone."

Lin Hai's eyes seemed to have returned to the storm.

It was in the scene of constant jumping and fierce storm. He controlled his mecha, and stood the Red Nine, crawling hard in the hurricane. Behind them, following a surviving military mecha. Lin Hai seemed to be like a life-saving straw that suddenly appeared, allowing the other party to instinctively seized the last hope of survival. He hung from the mecha and Red Nine mecha driven by Lin Hai, and passed through the death hurricane area composed of scrap metal and dangerous chemical garbage.

Just as he was about to escape from the storm and be safe for the last time, suddenly, the mecha behind them that had been following them and braved the electric flowers appeared behind Lin Hai, and inserted an iron chisel that had been grabbing from the storm from his vest into the cockpit of the trash-picking mecha's chest.

It was originally the cockpit position, but the mecha that Lin Hai was driving was spliced ​​through countless welding points, so the cockpit was not at the original central pivot point. Therefore, the iron rod passed through his mecha but did not nail Lin Hai to the seat.

This was the first time Lin Hai wanted to save someone, but he almost died in the sneak attack behind him.

Lin Hai, who escaped from death, broke the iron rod of his mecha, and then turned around and inserted it into the chest of the military mecha with the tip of the iron rod.

There was bright red blood, and there was a splash of flowers of death color.

Holding the Red Nine Mecha, who was probably unconscious in personnel, escaped from the storm. While the other party woke up, Lin Hai made a decision to stay away from this even more bloody storm, controlling the broken garbage mecha, a guy who picked up garbage disappeared from the sight of all parties.

Listen quietly to Lin Hai’s story from the beginning to the end.

During this process, Fatty Tian smoked five cigarettes. This was the last one in the wrinkled cigarette box in his close-fitting pocket.

He twisted the cigarette in the ashtray and said, "Do you know who the person you saved?"

Lin Hai shook his head.

"Nolan Manchester Norman is the daughter of the thirteenth round table of the Empire, the daughter of the Grand Duke of Norman... and the only female heir of the Norman family. At that time, she was participating in this exercise mission that should have been without any danger. However... she did not expect that this was a murder against her. The power of the murderer seemed to be more complex, more numerous, and more powerful than I thought at the time."

"When the Empire sent a post-care team in that accident, I already realized that it was not just an accident team looking for you... In this open face, at least five groups were secretly searching for your traces."

"It is conceivable that they must be like me, guessing that you must know something... Your disappearance is very wise. Perhaps it is because your decades of survival experience on the planet have keen sense of smell, which saved your life

The Norman family has always been in an extremely special position in the history of the Great Eagle Empire. This family has accumulated many friends and enemies in the history of the empire. Among these enemies, it is hard to say that there are no other twelve round tables. It is precisely because of knowing this possibility that Fatty Tian knew how turbid this matter was... what kind of vortex it involved.

"Everyone wants to find you, because in the eyes of many people, you probably know the truth at that time, or in other words, you have become evidence... Prove that Nolan, the daughter of the Norman Lord at that time... what he suffered was not an accident that was rare in a thousand years that made future generations sigh, but a evidence of murder."

"The Normans want to find you and prove what happened. The murderer wishes to kill you immediately. Those who have ulterior motives will tie you up to achieve certain dark goals."

"You have been involved in this huge wave... and what you have to do is to let anyone know until the truth is revealed. You are the one who saved the heir of the Norman Lord on Planet 52."

A murder involving the heirs of the great nobles on the round table is a whirlpool involving multiple parties, even involving the empire to the top.

Many people saw the key to Lin Hai, so all parties were like Fatty Tian, ​​and they couldn't wait to find him.

The murderer wants to make him close his eyes forever, and the ulterior motives want to use him to achieve some unknown purpose, treat him as a weapon with great destructive power. In the deeper, above the galaxy, the thirteen round tables are ready to move.
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