Chapter 130
Kazami Yuuka was a little surprised that she could remember so clearlyβthe secrets and encryption methods of the damned Freemasons. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoFor her, the humans were just little bugs that didn't deserve to look at, though it would be tricky to become enemies. Perhaps it was this judgment in her subconscious that made her engrave everything related to this organization in her memory?
Perhaps. Writing the two keys she had just solved on the holographic window in front of her, she stretched. "mason", meaning stonemason, is normal to use as a key, but what about using "asintoer" as a second key? I don't quite understand what this means.
Since coming to the chassis of this secretary of state, the burden on Ackerman's shoulders has been much lighter. It's much better to have a blessing than to worry about enemies and food all day long. According to the still suspicious priest, they will have some tasks ahead, but it will take a while. During this time, with the diary that she successfully "hidden", Kazami Yuka can learn more about her enemies. Now, what she wants to crack is the ciphertext on the last page of this picture diary:
β97544800136218845218749194818478006982691860663781407491993849784869826826478745408380βγ That's what ciphertext is all about. And the two key keys to cracking it are the "mason" and "asintoer" that have just been solved through the diagram. It can be seen that the person who wrote this line of numbers in the diary at the end was a little rougher than his predecessors, and from this point of view, this last message may not be good news for the Freemason.
According to another picture, the final content uses the number 3 encryption method, and fortunately, for the free stonemason's simple encryption, Yuka Kazami only remembers the number 1 and 3. One is the simplest one, James Lisan, a former member of the Fourth Free Masons of Jerusalem, and also the liaison they once sent out to contact the Kazumi Yuka, the information on the tombstone is in Simple Encryption One, each of the twenty-six letters corresponds to a special symbol, and that's it. Encryption No. 3 is much more complicated.
βmasonβ¦β¦β
Kazami pulled out a piece of paper - she didn't want the priest to know about the diary when she wrote the decryption process to the holographic window. The next step is to first write the first key on a piece of paper, then arrange the remaining letters in a row of five in alphabetical order, and finally add "/" and "". Two punctuation. Soon, the paper was filled with the arranged letters:
m-a-s-o-n
b-c-d-e-f
g-h-i-j-k
l-p-q-r-t
u-v-w-x-y
z-/-.
After that, it's time to match the numbers with the letters and symbols. At the same time, it is also when the second key comes into play: starting from the first column, from top to bottom, from left to right, in the order of "asintoer", marking a total of eight numbers from 0 to 7. Then, from top to bottom, from left to right, the letters without numbers are marked with numbers 80-99. In this way, each number and symbol will have a corresponding number, and the rules of interpretation in the ciphertext are obvious: if you see "8" or "9", you need to read two digits, and if you see other digits, you can read one. Then the next step is to get to the question of translation......
That being said, even if all the letters are listed, it can be difficult for people who are not native English speakers to pick out useful information from this long list of letters. Frowning and starting to divide the words one by one, Kazami Yuka felt a little disgusted. She even began to admire the weak rival in love, Sophia: it was so troublesome to have the key and decryption method at hand, and that little girl was able to crack the password without knowing anything, which was really a tedious and difficult thing. While thinking about this kind of thing, she separated the last word from the former with a space, and the meaning of the whole sentence was immediately presented to her.
A simple sentence, but it reveals so much information.
"This is really ......" quickly combined the content of this sentence with the things at hand, Kazami Yuka slowly frowned, but there was a sudden sense of enlightenment, "In this way, maybe everything can be explained...... No, the evidence is still not enough, and it is clear that the big fish is still to come. Breakthrough words......"
Turning the piece of paper into a small ball and completely destroying it with the slight heat on her fingers, she slowly narrowed her eyes: "The accident in Research Room 2...... Sure enough, it's best to go back to where you start. If that's the case, we'll have to find a way to get back to the Johnson Space Center......."
However, it is a bit difficult to get back to the Johnson Space Center in this situation. Glancing at the more or less plainclothes guards outside the window, the wind saw Yuxiang thinking. Moreover, it must not threaten ...... His safety. It is important to find the enemy and destroy him, but if he is in danger, it is completely at the expense of the other.
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Shijiazhuang Hades MKIII outbreak in the early morning of the fourth day. Shijiazhuang People's Hospital.
Put the target person out. Ge Wenhao himself knew that this was a very risky move, because after these three people went out, they might bring much damage to Shijiazhuang City. Not long after the curfew was issued, there are still citizens who are unaware of the dangers of the situation and who are not aware of the danger of the situation will continue to go about their ways, and it is impossible to completely eliminate the blind spots of patrols. In fact, even though the hospital is covered by a calm busyness, but the Internet public opinion has already exploded, all kinds of rumors emerge in endlessly, I believe that once what happened in the hospital is known to them, many new tricks will be played again: the overturned armored car is really not small.
But it's worth the risk. In any case, the curfew should always be able to do its job, not to mention the obvious disunity of the three men. Knocking on his temple, he was still a little relieved, and he finally took the initiative to connect the communication of the second lieutenant as the front-line commander. The other party quickly answered: "Everything is normal, Comrade Battalion Commander." Two of the three women appear to be tailgating the man, and your judgment is correct: they are not a gang. β
"Is there any fighting now?" After a brief glance at the time, Ge Wenhao asked, "Or a signal to stop moving?" After a while, it will be dawn, and they will not be able to go around in circles in Shijiazhuang all the time. β
"No, Comrade Battalion Commander. It's like playing hide and seek. Accompanied by the electronic sound of "rustling", the second lieutenant said, "None of them noticed us either. We'll keep track of it until things change. β
ββ¦β¦ Well. Don't take the initiative to shoot, if the situation changes, ...... immediately"
ββ¦β¦ They exchanged fire, comrade battalion commander! The sports ground that started construction in the new! β
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Sometimes the progress of life brought about by technology is really amazing, for example, such a large building in Gensokyo is something that you don't even have to think about, but in this city, it only took three days to erect a rough outline. Silently calming her mood, Marisa, hiding in the shadows, secretly watched the two people who were fighting, and clenched the gossip furnace in her hand, the weapon left behind by her father. This gadget is actually suspended all the time when firing the magic cannon, which is also more convenient and free, but if she wants to increase the power of the magic cannon, she must choose to hold it tightly with her hand.
As for the reason? She didn't know either. Shouldn't this kind of problem be Ge Yiwei's job?
Reimu's strategy isn't too complicated. She herself would act as a decoy, or a meat shield, or whatever it describes. Her fight would weaken the unknown foe and bring him to the spot the two had seen before, and then Marisa's cannon would kill them once and for allβnot just the power of the cannon, but the collapse of the massive arena itself. The effectiveness of this approach has not been verified, but it is the most reliable method they can use now.
"Spirit Rune Dream Bead!"
Lacking the means to track them, Reimu chose to use sound, the most basic method, to transmit her position and attack signals to Marisa. The two of them made an appointment in advance when Reimu used "Dream Born", which is when Marisa was supposed to reveal her body from the hidden spot to deliver the decisive blow. His role is equivalent to that of a sniper...... That used to be Xiaowei's job. And now, I have to rely on myself.
Reimu's roar echoed throughout the gymnasium. It's really no joke to use "Dream Born" as an attack signal, and Marisa is well aware of the severity of the after-effects of using this spell card. If, if his own shot could not make that enemy incapacitated, Reimu would be certain to die.
These four words are quite terrifying facts. Gritting her teeth hard, Marisa continued to huddle in a ball, trying to hide her figure as much as possible from her enemies. Reimu's voice as she shouted out the name of the spell card had already begun to be hoarse, and she hadn't rested for such a long time, her physical strength was completely unsafe, and her concentration had already been severely depleted......
The more delayed, the more dangerous it becomes. Maybe it might be better to finish it sooner.
"Born to Dream !!!!!"
Now is the time!!!!!
"Magic Cannon...... "used almost all the strength of her body, and Marisa roared desperately as if she was about to shout out her heart" - "Final-Master-Spark!!!!! Hit him for me!!!!! β
An unprecedentedly powerful magic cannon shot out of the Bagua Road, firing at the enemy who had been distanced by Reimu with the only strength he had leftβMarisa had the confidence that even Kazami Yuka couldn't easily hit this magic cannon. Soon, the white "pillar of light" completely engulfed the guy's body, and then successfully destroyed the large construction machinery that didn't know what to do with it, and the edge of the gymnasium collapsed greatly, the original load-bearing structure "boomed" and cracked, and countless heavy building materials poured onto the ground under the action of gravity.
"Whew, Whew......" Gasping for breath, Marisa didn't bother to wipe the sweat from her face, and hurriedly rushed to Reimu's side, helping the latter who had collapsed to the ground, "...... Killed? I guess it's gone, right? β
"I don't know." Shaking her head, Reimu's breathing was heavier than Marisa's, "Damn, I had too much stamina, so the final blow didn't hit him...... Maybe you won't be able to, Marisa. But he must have been buried under that pile of garbage. Camera ...... It's already ruined, right? We're going to lose money when we're photographed. β
"Don't think about money at this time." With a wry smile twice, Marisa twitched Reimu's body, "Let's go ahead and have a look...... Okay okay don't look at me, I've put the camera ......"
Lady Luck didn't get on our side this time. Sensing the attack, Marisa pushed Reimu out of the way, feeling the burning pain in her back, but it didn't seem to cause a bleeding wound. Gritting her teeth, she took out the gossip furnace again, she turned around, and locked on to the target's position with her excellent battle awareness: "Magic Cannon" Final ......"
No, it's too close. Sensing that her wrist was clamped by the other party, she wanted to break free, but she was completely powerless when she was approached: "Let go...... Let me go! β
βWhere-did-you-get-this-weaponοΌοΌ This-my-fatherβs-thingοΌ (Where did you get this weapon?) It's my father's stuff! οΌβ
"What are you talking about? Let me go! A kick slammed into the man's stomach, and Marisa finally made him let go. At the same time, the voice of the megaphone suddenly rang out: "Listen inside, you are already surrounded!" Immediately lay down your arms, surrender your guns, and the PLA will give preferential treatment to prisoners! β
βShitοΌβ Cursing to himself, the man turned around and ran away without looking back. Marisa, who wanted to chase after her, but her feet had completely weakened, could only watch as the enemy ran away. However, there was one thing that greatly disturbed her heart:
FatherοΌ β¦β¦ Xiaowei taught me a few English words, which should mean ...... Father, right? He stared at my gossip furnace, but said his father's words?
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"Look, look at the place where we operated this time," the subordinates began to sneer again, "the epidemic area has still been blocked by the Chinese." And because of the damn ***, our weapons almost couldn't get in. β
Hearing these complaints, Green Gloman felt a little irritated, but he didn't want to reprimand the comrade too much. At this time, another person in the car spoke: "Okay Jack, stop complaining. This time it's not for outsiders, this time it's the company's own business. If you mess up, the company may have to endure terrible losses. β
Indeed, if you look at the partners this time, you may be able to understand how important the task really is. Listening to the Chinese driver in front of him say something he didn't understand to the sentry soldier who had stopped the car, Green turned his gaze to the veiled little girl who was dressed mainly in white, and that's all he could call at this time. Green has met him, on Al Jazeera's show, on the hot mission Fatoumah, who appeared as a ****** saint. The company could not easily let such a little girl and an outlaw like itself carry out a mission. There must be something about her when she says that......
Are there some secrets that you shouldn't inquire about as a person? It seems that it is better to let the hands and feet of his subordinates be clean, and not to have any out-of-the-ordinary thoughts.
Thinking so, Green scratched his head and began to remember where the equipment would be handed over later. Glancing out the window, there was already a long queue of vehicles leading to the outside of the city at this highway sentry, and even in the early hours of the morning, the people on the road were still noisy, their faces full of horror and anger, but no one dared to attack the soldiers standing guard with firearms.
The city doesn't look like a place where you can easily go home after a mission, especially when all the information on our side has been robbed by another group. After being kicked out of the car by the soldiers and carefully searched, Green thought silently. β¦β¦ Or should I ask Allah to grant his holy daughter enough good fortune so that I can survive and succeed in it?