CHAPTER XLIV

"How's he doing......? Not too much of a problem, right?" Fiedler looked down at the door and asked the concerned white-coated doctor β€” or engineer β€” "I can tell Ackerman Adams wouldn't have been on his way if he wasn't doing well." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe Department of Defense has invested a lot of budget in their portfolio, and it will be difficult for me to do it if the budget that has worked so hard to get through Congress is wasted. ”

"This kind of joke has put a lot of pressure on my heart, and I beg you not to say it again, Mr. President. If the money alone were going to make it difficult for the president of the United States, I would be very worried about the future of my country. Pulling out a handkerchief and wiping the sweat from his head, the professional cleared his throat, "...... Ackerman is in a bad situation. His brain was alive because of the emergency protection mechanism, but that's the end of it, we have no way to wake him out of his dormant state now. In other words, he's in a lot like ......"

"Vegetative, huh?" Fiedler nodded, frowning, "This cruel fact is a fatal blow to the two women in the room." I hope they can stand it. ”

"With all due respect, Mr. President, I still have faith in Sophia, after all, she has been living in institutions since she was a child. But the other ...... "said this, the white coat hesitated a little," ...... Like an irritable female leopard, it's terrifying. ”

"Maybe I'll feel the same way you do, sir. Smiling and nodding, Fidler reached out and gestured, "Please open the door, I must talk to her face to face." ”

"It's too dangerous, Mr. President. You had no idea how crazy Ackerman was when we told her about her diagnosis, and we'd already lost three bodyguards and millions of dollars in machines. If you insist on being in the same room as her, I recommend following at least fifteen or more gunmen, and you yourself need to ......"

"Yes sir, although she is indeed a monster, the weakness of the monster is in our hands now. At this point, Fidler deliberately raised his voice so that the people in the room could hear, "If you see that I'm threatened by something, stop Ackerman's life support immediately, understand?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Yes, Mr. President!"

Even if Ackerman is a military special agent who can be classified as a superhero, he is not qualified to make the president of a country personally care, even if Fiedler is interested in his experience and intends to use the material to write a novel. Obviously, the only thing that Fidler cares about so much is the other character in the room, or her dual identity.

Time traveler, the flower monster of Gensokyo, the wind is fragrant.

It should be regarded as a coincidence (even if it is a conspiracy, the United States must step into it), whether it is the time machine or Gensokyo's wide-area brainwashing system and the relevant technical information of the brainwashing equipment, the US government obtained the news from the Nazis, and the Christian pulled out of Dr. Allen's mouth were all obtained from the Nazi partner, Yuedu. And now, the identity of Kazami Yuka happens to completely overlap the two. While it is necessary to be skeptical of such self-statements obtained from the person concerned, in the light of all the phenomena that have been shown so far, she should be telling the truthβ€”at least one guarantee that her combat effectiveness is genuine.

"Please don't look like you're wary of me, Miss Kazami. Please don't forget that Mr. Ackerman is now alive because of me and the country behind me, and that I transferred Miss Sophia out, otherwise you would still be staring at her here. Looking at the "female leopard" who protected the injured person in the bed behind her like a cub, Fiedler put a professional smile on his face, "I'm sure you know this very well. ”

"Of course. I am also very clear about the other thing, and that is that he is like this because of you, and the country behind you. This person doesn't look like a ghost or a ghost. Without hiding her hostility in the slightest, Kazami Yuuka said in surprisingly standard English, "You're here to tell me too, can't you wake him up now?"

"You speak really good English. ”

"Of course. I killed him by the country behind you: or rather, he died because of me. At this point, Kazami's expression showed a distinctly pained look, but it quickly disappeared again, "In order to undo it all, I struggled to find a time machine in this filthy land, and within five years I learned Chinese, English, and German. But when I finally came back, it was like this again. Am I supposed to pay some price for the country that deserves to be destroyed?"

"You can't stand up to a nation alone, though you have the intelligence to learn three foreign languages in five years and the strength of a formidable youkai. Shaking his head, Fiedler said, "Working with us is what you should be doing." ”

"I can also choose to cooperate with other people, China, the European Union, Russia, the Nazis, the Yuedu, anywhere will welcome me to join, and maybe maybe the Nazis and the Moon will not be as incompetent as you, and they will not even be able to make him wake up. ”

"But Mr. Ackerman's life is now in our hands, and it will only take me a split second to kill him. You don't want to see this end up burning, do you, and you can't get out of here with a mortally wounded person. Calm down, we can have a good talk. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Mutter. Biting her lower lip, Kazami Yuka lowered her head unwillingly, "What do you want to talk about?"

"It's simple, we take what we need. We need a lot of information," Fiedler nodded as he watched the situation develop in his favor, "The information of the time machine, the information of the next development of the world situation, the intelligence of Gensokyo, especially the information of the wide-area brainwashing system and its location in Gensokyo......"

"I'm really sorry, you should ask the Chinese surnamed Ge about these things, I don't care about this at all. To Fidler's particular disappointment, Kazami Yuuka gave this answer – and worse, he was able to conclude that these words were true, "The only thing I know is that you should have a war next, the Nazis, the European Union, Russia, China, you are fighting a world war." That's it. ”

…… Just now, the intelligence department also sent a report that the agent who went to Japan to find Gensokyo has been found, and for that person, the reason given by the US government to find Gensokyo is to explore the equipment that keeps him hidden. It seems that it is better to get this person back to the United States as soon as possible and arrange another mission.

"It's a shame. In that case, where is the Chinese surnamed Ge in your mouth now?"

"Jerusalem. He must have died. I saw with my own eyes the sight of his tank being wrecked. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Okay, but there's still another way to work together. Feeling really disappointed, Fiedler hung his head, "Do you know anything about the Nazis and the time machine? ”

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…… Okay, Ge Yiwei. The favor you finally gave me was repaid by lying that you were dead to help you get rid of the entanglement of the Americans. From now on, you and I will be completely cleared.

Looking at Fiedler's departing back, Kazami Yuka sighed, closed the door, and sat down in a chair. The Flower Monster may indeed be ruthless, but she will still do the most basic things like coming and going. Otherwise, Kazami Yuka would not have fallen into a century-long bitter love......

Looking at Ackerman, who was still lying on the bed, with no wounds or abnormalities on the outside, Kazami Yuka clearly felt the feeling of heartache, but then the corners of her mouth hooked up a sneer. Time machine? Okay, I'll get over it. But why should I help you at the end? find a way to get the whereabouts of the time machine, and again-

Once again, wouldn't it be nice to let time go back?

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"Well, that's right. No wonder you've been so weird these days. Nodding thoughtfully, Ge Yiwei slapped Marisa on the head, "The only relative in this world, or a blood relative, does think about a lot of things. So, what did you think about along the way?"

"What do you think? That is, what kind of person my brother will be, what he looks like, where he lives, what kind of work he does, and so on. Not minding Ge Yiwei's hand rubbing against his head, Marisa replied, "If I could, I would really like to have a wonderful brother......

"Heh, let's talk about the standard? Eyebrows and eyes, tiger back, bear waist, people love flowers......, flowers bloom, rich and rival the country, IQ is as high as 25, and an all-round talent with 25 doctorates?" Isn't it? So I missed the point? It's just a girl, right?"

"No, it's because I've been thinking about it for so long, but I still haven't been able to grasp a rough idea. Shaking her head, Marisa's expression was slightly confused, "What is my brother supposed to look like?" Reimu, Sanae, do you know?"

"I don't know, I don't have any siblings. Shaking her head regretfully, Sanae took her envious gaze away from Ge Yiwei's hand, "Mr. Ge should know, right? What should my brother look like? Could it be that Mr. Ge's brother is a brother control?"

"What? that playboy, feminist? hahahaha, he's a sister who believes me, even though he doesn't have a sister at all. Smiled and waved his hand, Ge Yiwei had an expression of "what are you talking about", "Because as long as it is a woman, he likes it." He's a younger brother who controls this kind of thing, and the odds are smaller than that of a guy who doesn't have long eyes and has a crush on me, do you understand?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Well, got it. For some reason, with a profound expression, Lingmeng nodded, "It seems that Xiaowei's brother is really a younger brother." But he beat you so badly when he was in Gensokyo......"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Alas, don't mention the events of that time. He was thinking about me, but unfortunately, I really couldn't listen to him at the time. Shaking his head, Ge Yiwei sighed, "Okay, okay, aren't you talking about Marisa's brother?

"That's right, Marisa!" Blinking her eyes as if remembering something, Sanae said excitedly, "No, do you think my brother should be like Mr. Ge?" In other words, Marisa has always regarded Mr. Ge as an older brother, so that's why she ...... Well, yes, yes......"

"What are you muttering excitedly over there, Miss Dongfangu? Snatching his hand back from Marisa's head, Ge Yiwei didn't know why he shivered because of Sanae's performance, "But Comrade Marisa, if you think about it carefully, we are indeed able to call the friendship of brothers, but I don't know which of the two of us is older." If you're willing, take some time, let's burn yellow paper and worship the handle......"

"Well, thank you, Xiaowei, but it's definitely not like that. Shaking her head, Marisa replied with a smile, "My brother is Xiaowei or something, I didn't think about it at all." Because, aren't we comrades-in-arms? ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Well, it's true that sworn brothers and blood relatives are not the same concept at all. There are differences in many senses. Stretching out his fist to Marisa's fist, Ge Yiwei suddenly patted his head, "By the way, Comrade Marisa, we are always monotonous with our fists, I will teach you more tricks." You see, after the fists are matched, they touch up and down respectively, and then they turn into palms together, do you understand? Okay, practice one side, one, two, three, go β€”β€”!."

Flamming fists, top, bottom, high-fives. It wasn't a difficult move, and it was done smoothly.

"Ah~~ Say hello or something, what special posture, sure enough, comradeship is thicker than blood. "The words coming from the side were a little sour. Ge Yiwei turned his head and found that Reimu was playing with the Type 98 pistol in his hand, "But there is no such strong relationship between the boss and the subordinates~~"

"Reimu, you're good enough, Mr. Ge hasn't even called me by my name until now......"

"Stop, I'm a bit of a business, let's talk about this later. "Anyway, aren't these two going to take a shower?" "Boss, where did you pick up that pistol?" and there are still Type 98 soldiers in Jerusalem?"

"Isn't this your handsome? There's your name engraved on it, you see. Pointing to the crooked words "Ge Yiwei" on the handle of the gun, Reimu replied, "Have you forgotten?"

"No, of course I didn't. But at this point in time, my pistol should be this?" pulled out his pistol from his waist, Ge Yiwei looked puzzled, "Those three words should have been engraved before I gave them to you...... In other words, this pistol, like the three of you, has two things at the same time?"

Ge Yiwei's question went unanswered, as it was interrupted by a polite voice: "Excuse me, four...... Is it from Jerusalem? A soldier with three ladies must have been a very arduous journey, right?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Can you speak Chinese?" Standing up and glancing at the visitor suspiciously, Ge Yiwei raised his vigilance, "Who are you?"

"Ah, that's right, my name is Herbert Leonard, and I'm looking for someone who can replace the security guard who died in an accident on his ship, so I saw this military gentleman, who was supposed not to belong to Israel, and came up to talk. He bowed politely, and said, "Ah, by the way, if you will help, I will do my duty to take the three away from this land of right and wrong." The pay is also very good, after all, the goods are valuable, and my time is also tight. Can you think about that?"

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β€œβ€¦β€¦ You're saying they're all dead?"

"yes! All of them were beheaded, six of them. On the other side of the phone, the hooligan's tone was full of fear, "In the future, we will never provoke that woman again! Give money to whomever you want, at least we will never put our lives on the line for money! Even if it is more!"

"I see. Decisively hanging up the phone, Christian looked at the sky of Rio de Janeiro and frowned deeply, but then laughed again, "Mysterious and powerful Miss Beauty? I really didn't expect that my secret agent career would encounter the same thing as in the movie...... At least, it's a lot more fun. ”

According to the information that I had just received from the contacts at the stronghold, in a few days, the other assistant that the state would send to itself would also be a woman. What kind of person would she be?