Zoten helped Lucieu finish her chores, and under the pretext that she had already made an appointment with the others, she left first. As soon as she walked out of the door, she couldn't wait to talk to Mai Trin on the phone.

"I'll just say, this matter has nothing to do with Sister Lucieu."

After repeating Lucieu's words to Mai Trina, Tears immediately rehabilitates her sister. Suspecting Lucieu's involvement in the Absolute Ability Project, the boys didn't choose to meet at Lindbergh's home to discuss tactics these days, and it now seems redundant.

"Misaka, why don't you speak?" Seeing that there was no response on the other end of the phone for a long time, Zuotian asked worriedly.

"No... It's nothing..."Mai Trin's hand shaking as she held her phone, she was only a fourteen-year-old girl after all, and some things were still too heavy for her.

Tear sees Lucieu as her sister, and Mai Trin also treats the clone as her sister.

"I will accept Lucieu's invitation." Mai Trin's voice was a little choked, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted her." ”

"Tears, come over as soon as possible, we've all arrived." Seeing that my sister's emotions were a little out of control, Shirai took the phone, "Tonight will go according to the original plan, this plan must be terminated, and the same tragedy cannot be allowed to happen again!" ”

——————————————

Kicked out of his home and not yet supper, Lindbergh wandered the streets, making earth-shattering complaints. The noise was loud enough to provoke many residents to poke their heads out from behind their windows. When they saw that it was a tall foreigner making the noise, they swallowed the words of the accusation and said to themselves that it was a sign of the enthusiasm of Westerners.

What a Japanese!

As Tears estimated, the homeless Lindbergh did go to his best friend for dinner. His good friend is Lord Aresta, the chairman of the school city.。

Of course, Lao Ya himself does not admit this. He hated Lindbergh very much, and this bastard always liked to cause trouble. But Lao Ya has no choice.,Although he's the chairman of the board.,He has the power to kill and kill the entire school city.。 But fundamentally, Lindbergh was his league colleague – and you can't kill him even if you don't like him.

"Lao Ya, I've come to see you."

Lindbergh walked in, holding two apples from a convenience store down the street.

Even he couldn't be cheeky enough to come to Aresta to eat every day, so visiting the "sick" was a good excuse.

"This is a surgical gown, not a hospital gown." Aresta had corrected him harshly.

"Why, the doctor won't get sick?"

Such a chaotic logic made the chairman speechless for a while.

There are always similar arguments between them, so what Tears said is not wrong, it seems that they are really good friends. This is easy to understand, the big boss behind the scenes is generally very cold, because no one stands on the same height as him, and everything about him is not shared. Aresta has worked for millennia to balance the worlds of magic and technology, mediating between Protestants and Orthodoxy, and holds all the ultimate secrets of this world.

But for Lindbergh, it's all.

"You're just fed up." This is what he said about Aresta's various intrigues and intrigues for thousands of years.

Today, however, Aresta seemed to be in a pretty good mood, and his joy could be felt even through the tube, from his expressionless dead face.

"Mr. Xiaolin, you're here, please take a seat!"

With a few ticks, the robot vacuum cleaner brought over the dining table and chairs, laid out tablecloths, and lit meaningless candles. In a short time, hot steaks were grilled, delicate fruit salads, corn bisque, and croissants were neatly served, and even a bottle of expensive red wine was opened.

"Lao Ya, what kind of trick is this?"

Lindbergh was not flattered, the so-called unusual things must have demons, every time he rubbed rice, Aresta always pushed back, and he could pick the door more.

Is it poisoned in the nutrient solution today?

"I cut a short video, do you want to see it?"

"Heh, you still have this hobby? Hey, the character of a big boss like you behind the scenes will collapse. ”

"Well, that's right." Aresta was reserved for a moment, "Then forget it, the character is very important." ”

"Tsk...... Old Ya, you're not authentic now......" Lindbergh grinned, and the heir himself was whetted up, "Put it away, don't hide it." ”

In Aresta's lair, all the screens switch sources at the same time, and these screens are supposed to monitor the operation of the entire world, and there is no need to be sloppy for a moment. Whatever, though......

In the screen, the cheeks of the petite early spring ornament are red. "Shameless!" , the girl screamed and slapped Lindbergh with a big mouth. "What's wrong with me, why did I hit the teacher!" Lindbergh touched his face, looking confused.

It's really a short video, no more, no less, exactly eight seconds. Aresta clicked on the loop very intimately, and for a while, "Smack!" "Shameless! "What's wrong with me, me! The sound is endless, with a strange sense of rhythm.

Lindbergh's face was gloomy, and his fists were clenched. Aresta didn't care about that, he watched it over and over again, and even couldn't help but laugh at the end.

"Hahaha!" Through the electronic signal, the chairman of the board of directors let out a weird laugh, "Mr. Kobayashi, I have to accept it, you are a good friend!" For over a thousand years, you're the only one who can make me laugh. ”

"That's your laugh that's wrong." Lindbergh picked up the red wine, tilted his head and poured half a bottle, "Okay, damn it, don't let it go!" That's enough! Aresta, your bug with cameras everywhere needs to be fixed! ”

"If I don't install monitoring everywhere, how can I cooperate with your teaching?" Aresta said this, but she also knew that enough was enough. He stopped this small episode, and the monitoring screens returned to their original screens, "Which side to look at first?" ”

"Of course it's my disciple."

"Which disciple?"

"I only have one disciple, Satian Tears!"

——————————————

The Institute of Pathology of the Mizuho Institute is located in the commercial street of the 7th district of the school city, and it looks like a very ordinary ten-story office building.

If there is an unknown tourist who enters rashly, he will be politely sent away by the security guard at the door, and it seems that it is no different from a general research institution.

It is only after going deeper, faced with endless pitfalls and increasingly tight security measures, that people realize that the research institute's project may be much more than "rehabilitation research" as it claims to be.

Stuck in the shadows of the walls, Mikoto evades the patrols of two security guards, and it's easy to get lost in the complicated passages of this lab.

If it was before, facing such a level of security measures, Mai Trin would have to put a lot of effort into it, and sometimes she even had to risk putting down a few people to move forward.

However, she doesn't need to be so embarrassed today, because, she is not alone.

"In the early spring, I have already avoided two security guards, what should I do next?"

Mai Trin pressed down the headset and asked quietly.

"Senior Sister Misaka, you need to keep right now, pay attention, there is a hidden infrared siren at fifteen meters, you need to avoid it."

Chu Chun Zuo Li is not a combatant, but her intelligence processing and command skills have always been affirmed by the 177th branch of the Discipline Inspection Commission. After deciding to participate in the plan to destroy the Absolute, Hatsuharu Sakura hacked into the database of the tree diagram designer and stole a lot of information.

She is now hiding in a safe place, remotely supporting Mai Trito's secret infiltration, and the two have worked together tacitly, and have recently successfully completed several sabotages against the laboratory.

Mai Trin followed the instructions and stopped at the alarm location indicated by Hatsuharu. This corridor doesn't look any different, but if you look closely at the route of the security guards, you will see that the two teams of security guards will turn back here.

On the periphery of the Mizuho Institute of Pathology, such an infrared alarm will be turned on at night, and if the young people rashly touch the infrared rays, the piercing alarm will immediately sound, and then it will be beaten into a sieve by the security guards who rushed to hear the news.

Mai Trin also can't see infrared, but she's an electric power superpower, and sensing electricity happens to be her forte.

She pressed her hand against the cold wall and closed her eyes, and in a few moments, in her perception, in addition to the current in the lighting line, several other faint currents in an unusual direction were also discovered.

"Here."

Following the direction of the current, Misaka found the emitting and receiving points of the infrared source. These emitters, smaller than pinhole cameras, are hidden in the joints between the ceiling and the floor, and it is difficult to spot the slightest reflection of the light-sensitive element in the shimmer unless you are deliberately looking.

Unfortunately, there is not just a pair of these infrared sirens, but a dense net. It seems that the recent attacks on the experimental institutions involved in the Absolute Ability Project have alarmed the Mizuho Research Institute. Such an infrared ray network eliminates the possibility of the enemy using his flexible body to drill through like in a spy war movie.

Luckily, Mai Trin, as an electric powerhouse, made these electronic devices useless to her. She pressed her hand on the wall to control the direction of the current slightly, and half a second later, the alarm circuit was overloaded and burned.

"Misaka-senpai, you move on now." Hatsuharu manipulated the notebook, and on the screen was an enlarged three-dimensional topographic map of the research institute, and the information she hacked from the tree map designer was obviously more than just the purchase list of the research institute, "The third room on the right hand side should be the director's office, you must try to get in." ”

On the door sign of the third room, sure enough, it reads "Director's Office", and the name of the director is "Akira Mizuhoda" underneath.

The door is locked, and an ID card is required to pass through.

Mai Tamin pressed her hand to the swipe area, and there was a soft clang, and the red OFF above jumped into a green ON.

Mai Trin dodged in.

It is a rather sophisticated office, understated and clean, and the details reflect the rigorous academic spirit of the owner. But the thought of such an academic spirit being used in human experimentation makes people shudder.

"According to the security system of the Pathology Research Center of the Mizuho Institution, the security supervisor will open the core area of the institute with a key every morning. His key was carried around 24 hours a day, making it difficult to get hold of. ”

Hatsuharu's voice came at the right time, "But according to the security regulations of the Mizuho Agency, the laboratory director, Mizuhoda Akira, has a spare key. Judging from the disposal records of several minor accidents I have searched, it is very likely that this key was left in his office. ”

"It's not very likely, it's been found."

A precision mechanical key the size of a palm is placed in the first drawer of the desk. It seems that the owner, Mizuhoda Akira, is very relieved about the access control system, according to the authorization level of the ID card, only he himself can open his office, except for the resolution of the shareholders' meeting, no one can bypass this authorization and take the key.

The rigorous scientist apparently did not take into account the fact that the other party did not follow the rules.

Mai Trin gets the key and follows Hatsuharu's instructions to go back the way she came, sneaking in through another passage and coming to an alloy blast door.

Across the door is the core research area of the Shuisui Institute, which stores a large amount of experimental data, semi-finished tissue samples, and expensive experiment-related customized equipment.

Security designers have apparently also considered the possibility of hacking electronic devices, so this last line of defense is thick depleted uranium armor with old-fashioned precision composite mechanical locks.

In addition, after turning the key, it takes two strong men to turn the bearing of the gate and open the door completely. A rehabilitation institute has set up such a door, and Mai Trin is sure that the experimental data and equipment inside are not trivial.

The four-member group of the 177th branch of the Discipline Inspection Commission recently discovered that the progress of the experiment did not seem to be affected much, even though they had carried out intensive attacks on the research institutes of the absolutely capable people. According to the analysis of the intelligence obtained by Chu Chun, it is believed that the entire experiment should have a laboratory as the core, which not only directs the progress of the entire research, but also assumes the function of backing up the progress of all laboratories.

The Pathology Research Center of Shuisui Institution is the one with the most suspicion.

Mai Tamin inserts the key into the door and turns, and the sound of the lock cylinder playing correctly is heard. She pressed her hands against each of the two doors, and the activation power created two electromagnetic fields in opposite directions to the two metal doors.

Under the huge electromagnetic repulsion, the door that requires two strong men to turn quietly opens to both sides, and for superpower holders, the flexible use of their own abilities is an important embodiment of strength.

Call!

Misaka breathed a sigh of relief, such a heavy gate did not squeak and squeak from the friction of the bearings as expected, and it seemed to be a very good high-end product.

She relaxed a little, and it was like getting through the crack in an open door. At this moment, from the crack in the pitch-black door, a white light flashed from the ground!