Chapter 109: Deep Space Program
Solant!
The man in front of him turned out to be Solante, and the other party was dead, his eyes were open, his hands and feet were all broken, his whole body was bruised, and there were two coagulated blood marks in the corners of his eyes. Judging by his appearance, he should have suffered inhuman abuse before his death.
During this period of time, Jiang Lai has been sending people to find Sorant's whereabouts, but unfortunately the other party is very hidden, and even Liu Lao has not found the slightest clue, and he can't imagine that he was actually killed by others.
As a killer, Solant has countless enemies, and it is reasonable to be retaliated against, but he can't understand why the murderer threw Solant's body in front of him.
Could it be...... Warn?
Thinking of this, Jiang Lai's heart was alarmed, observing the surrounding environment.
In the dark of night, except for a wide road, there are old buildings and fences on both sides, and the vegetation is sparse, if someone hides inside, you can see it at a glance.
In the deathly silence, a sound of breaking the sky suddenly came, Jiang Lai's afterglow swept away, his footsteps moved slightly, and a dagger flew in front of him in an instant.
Following the direction of the dagger, he raised his eyes, and a blurred figure immediately appeared in sight. At that moment, he tapped his toes, and his body was like an arrow from the string, and he quickly rushed over.
In the blink of an eye, he followed the other party's trail all the way to the corner. However, there was nothing in the shadow-covered corners, and it was impossible to hide people.
"Slip away so fast!"
Jiang Lai frowned slightly, this person was able to escape from under his nose, it seemed that he had some ability.
Now that he had lost sight of the other party, he didn't want to waste any more time searching, so he turned around and walked towards the place where the Audi sedan was parked. However, the moment he turned around, a strong sense of crisis suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart.
Before he had time to think about it, Jiang Lai's eyes were cold, and the energy of his whole body suddenly exploded, forming a barrier behind him to resist the other party's sneak attack. Immediately after, he twisted on his toes, his body spun in place one hundred and eighty degrees, and his steel fist slammed straight behind him.
"Bang!"
The fierce fist hit the opponent in an instant, and a figure flew straight out, slamming into the wall fiercely, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Because it's shrouded in shadows, it's hard to see the person's face, but the gender can be judged by the thick gasps of the other party.
"Say, who sent you?" Jiang Lai snorted coldly.
The person who came coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood foam and said with a sneer: "Jiang Lai, your death is not far away, His Majesty Andrew asked me to convey his greetings." ”
"Andrew?"
Jiang Lai's face turned cold, and his cold anger instantly filled his black eyes, "Where is he?"
"Don't worry, His Majesty Andrew will be coming to you soon. After saying this, the other party's aura became weaker and weaker, until it disappeared.
Sure that the person was dead, Jiang Lai walked closer and looked at the man in front of him, who was in his thirties, very thin, skinny, and probably weighed not even eighty pounds.
Moreover, this guy seems to be a Chinese.
Thinking of the experience just now, Jiang Lai was very puzzled, he had obviously checked, no one was hiding in the corner, with his strength, no one could escape his perception. However, this person appeared as if out of thin air, without any warning. If it were someone else, I was afraid that he had already been attacked by him.
As far as he knew, there was a kind of blinding method in the Dao Gate Divine Ability, which could hide his body with the help of his surroundings, but this sneak attacker did not look like a Dao Sect person.
Could it be some other secret art that no one knows?
In a flash of thought, he shook his head, leaving all his wild speculations behind.
"Zheng Song, find someone to clean up these two corpses. ”
After finishing the order, Jiang Lai sat back on the Audi car, closed his eyes and recuperated, and muttered: "Andrew, I haven't found you yet, but you have come to the door." Since you want to start a war in China, then I will accompany you to the end. ”
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Back in the apartment of the Huating Imperial Mansion, Jiang Lai told Pilson about Solant's death and what happened to him, and the latter was shocked and asked with a puzzled face: "Young Master, why did Andrew kill Solant?"
"The last time Sorant faked my death, Andrew definitely wouldn't let him go. What I'm interested in now is, what kind of support does Andrew have to rely on to dare to go deep into China, is he not afraid of being besieged by Chinese forces?"
After a pause, Jiang looked at Pilsen, "What news have you heard in the past few days?"
"I learned from the temple that Andrew's trip was very secret, most of the people in the temple didn't know about it, and everything was arranged by Andrew's henchmen, so I don't know exactly where his destination is for the time being. ”
Keep staring. Jiang Lai said slowly: "Those old men probably don't know Andrew's true purpose, so they want to borrow my hand to investigate clearly." ”
As soon as the words fell, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated and it was a text message.
The text message was sent from an unfamiliar number, with only the words 'Project Deep Space' on it, followed by a smiling face.
Seeing the smiling face pattern, Jiang Lai immediately guessed who sent this text message.
Qing Manrong!
"Deep Space Project?" Pilson looked puzzled, "I haven't heard of it. ”
"Of course you haven't heard of it. Jiang Lai said in a deep voice: "Because this plan was conceived fifty years ago, and the previous king of the temple was in charge, but after my teacher took over the temple, this plan was put on hold, on the grounds that it was impractical and cost the temple a lot of money. ”
When he said this, Jiang Lai's eyes were very solemn, as the former king of the temple, he had flipped through the relevant archives and knew all the details of the deep space plan. Like his teacher, he thought the plan was too, and he didn't know why the king had carried it out.
Right now, Qing Manrong suddenly sent a text message reminder, which must have a deep meaning.
"Deep Space Program ......" he muttered to himself, if memory serves, in order to make the Deep Space Program possible, the Temple specially recruited dozens of top scientists to form an experimental team.
According to records, the experimental team lasted for fifteen years, costing the temple hundreds of billions of dollars, until his teacher called it off, the experimental team was disbanded, and all the information about the experiment was sealed in the temple's secret warehouse.
Don't...... Someone secretly restarted the deep space program and recruited those scientists again? However, the deep space program is very expensive, and it costs hundreds of billions of dollars in 15 years, like a bottomless pit that can never be filled. So, this plan is not affordable for the average person.
Who else but the wealthy temple?
Thinking of this, Jiang Lai's heart moved, and faintly, he felt as if he had touched the edge of the truth.