"How is that possible, you think I'm going to be holding back?"

As if to ease his nerves, Hercule grabbed his firearm and wiped it repeatedly.

He used to be a police officer, but that doesn't mean Hercule is good at fighting, after becoming the rat king's keeper, he rarely goes to such dangerous places, and now he feels his heart beating fast when he is in danger for the first time in a long time.

"No, no, no, I'm not nervous, I really don't, just a little excited, you say. ”

Hercule sat on the shore of the dock, which, according to Haybod, was where the clipper would pick up.

Although he said this, Hercule was already nervous, and he was wet because the impact of the gas explosion not long ago had affected here, although it had been extremely declining, but it still frightened Hercule and fell into the sea.

It was late at night, but probably because of the explosion and chaos, the people who lit the lamps hid in fear, and most of the city was shrouded in darkness, and the fires barely lit up a little, bringing only panic and wailing.

"Phew, as I thought before, I'll wait for Lorenzo and them on the boat, and I can give some fire support if necessary. ”

"Aren't my pistols fire support?"

"You said it got water? damn it!"

It was only then that Hercule realized that his pistol had also entered the water, and he knocked hard, only to see a few more water stains on the ground.

Probably one blow after another, coupled with the psychological tension, Hercule looked a little crazy at the moment.

"Don't say it, bastard! I know! I know!"

Hercule muttered to himself, as if he couldn't take it anymore, and he cursed angrily.

"Shut up, you damn rat, you're annoying!"

Unable to stand the squeaky around him, Hercule turned his head and yelled at Poirot.

"But it's true, you're nervous? Nervous? And Lorenzo's guys are all in your hands, if you don't get them? They will die surrounded by enemies. ”

Poirot said with a blank face...... On the face of this big mouse, exactly? Hercule really couldn't see any expression, it jumped and jumped? Lingering beside Hercule.

"Lorenzo is right, Hercule? You should have just gone then? This situation is not for you, you may have picked up a gun, but you have put it down for too long, so long that it is incredibly strange. ”

"But what can I do now?

Hercule asked? He looked distressed.

"Would you do that?" Poirot asked.

"How is that possible!"

Hercule's rejection of Poirot's words? He couldn't help but clutch his hair, and it was like something was squirming in his head, bringing a faint labor pain.

It's been a terrible trip, a terrible trip.

Hercule wasn't originally out of shape like he is now, in Lorenzo's eyes? He has always been calm, as if everything is under control.

That's right? Is it like this, in Invig? Hercule has an incomparably detailed network of information, countless safe houses and secret passages.

He's like a mouse? Hiding in your own fortress? Hercule believes? Even if Lorenzo wanted to kill himself, it would be difficult for Lorenzo to do all this under his complex tunnels and information interweaving.

But now it was different, he was in this strange Gaulnalo, and Hercule finally found the unease he had always felt, where he had no information network, no safe house, and after Operation Lorenzo began, the whole of Gaulna was his enemy.

The rat is not exposed to the sun, and the fierce light will burn him to ashes.

"Wait...... Poirot, you're talking!"

At this time, Hercule suddenly realized this in amazement, probably too shocked, and he actually forgot the inexplicable depression of his mind for a while.

"Is there anything wrong with rats talking?"

Poirot didn't understand why Hercule's reaction was so big, and he licked his fur as he spoke, and when Hercule fell into the water, a lot of seawater splashed on him.

"Problem? Problem, big problem! You're a mouse! How can a thing like you talk!"

Hercule felt like his brain was going to explode.

"So the question is, can you hear me? Poirot asked.

"Yes!" replied Hercule.

"Then the problem is solved, the rat can talk. Poirot said.

"No, no, no, wait!

Hercule quickly stopped the damn conversation, and he suddenly felt a faint sense of familiarity, a breeze blowing, carrying the scent of the ocean.

For a moment, Hercule remembered the terrible experience of the past.

Shipwreck.

Ever since he came back alive from the sea, Hercule has resisted returning, and now, many years later, thanks to Lorenzo and other reasons, he is once again in the roaring and rolling ocean.

Because of that nightmarish experience, Hercule had a lot of strange after-effects after returning alive, such as a terrifying memory, strange illnesses such as seasickness as soon as he arrived at sea, and of course, talking to Poirot.

"I remember this isn't the first time I've spoken to you. ”

Hercule suddenly calmed down, he had spoken to Poirot in the shipwreck, but it turned out that it was only his imagination, and the mouse had long since sunburned to death in the sea.

"Yes, yes, it's not the first time, but this time it's good. ”

Poirot looked up as he spoke, taking in the slightly chilly night.

"My fur is too thick, and the temperature is just right, and compared to the big sun at that time, it is still more reassuring for rats here. ”

Sitting next to each other, with the burning city behind them and the endless sea of darkness in front of them, the scene feels quite interesting now.

"Funny fart! No...... No, you are the second generation of Poirot, and the first generation of Poirot has long since died. ”

Hercule felt that his mind was starting to mess up, and he remembered that the first Poirot had died at sea a long time ago, so where did the memory of the second Poirot come from.

"Poirot, Poirot is Poirot, Hercule, you're the one with the brain, right?"

Poirot said helplessly.

"My ...... Questions?"

Hercule thought for a moment, and then was actually moved by Poirot's words.

"yes, I'm talking to a mouse, I'm having a problem with my brain......"

A man and a mouse fell silent, and after an unknown amount of time, Poirot suddenly looked at a place on the surface of the sea and said.

"I said, Hercule, is that the boat that came to pick you up?"

Hercule looked up, and saw something wriggling at the end of the pitch-black sea, and judging from the distance, it was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the blurred outline grew larger and larger.

"I guess it'......"

Hercule said with some uncertainty.

"You look like you've changed a lot, Hercule. Poirot said again.

"Why do you say that?" asked Hercule.

"How many years have you finally crawled out of the dark sewers and risked yourself to death," Poirot said, "and it's something you would never have done before, and that shipwreck made you cautious and wanted to hide in the shadows for the rest of your life." ”

"What changed you?"

Faced with this question, Hercule was stunned, he thought about it, and he didn't know what the answer was, and only after a long time did he say slowly.

"I used to crave secrets, all the information, and I had everything in my hands, and although I crave these now, I suddenly felt that the process of discovering secrets was more exciting than knowing them. ”

Hercule's voice grew odd as he spoke.

"A little bit of peeling back the cocoon, a little bit knocking on those dusty doors, sometimes I feel that the secret is not important, and the moment I find it, that is a great pleasure...... It's like this hellish operation. ”

"So you're here and you don't want to leave?"

"Because I want to see it at the end. ”

"Is that so?"

The conversation was interrupted again, and after a long silence of one man and one mouse, the vague outline gradually became clear, it was a strangely shaped ship, mostly hidden in the darkness, and Hercule could not see clearly, but he could clearly see the livery on the ship.

It's a snake, a snake that bites its own tail and loops endlessly.

"So...... Hercule, how do you overcome your fear of the sea?" Poirot finally asked.

"Rely on this!"

Hercule's voice was a little cheerful, and he took out a bottle of seasickness medicine from the doctor, and then took a large handful in one gulp under Poirot's gaze, and because there was no water, he swallowed it stiffly, his saliva splashing and his expression hideous.

"Oh oh oh! Let's get started!"

Hercule screamed.

......

"Who's that guy?"

On the Silverfish, the captain looked at the strange guy on the dock and asked.

He had noticed Hercule's existence early on, because the guy was acting in a very strange way, he was like a patient who had escaped from a mental hospital, holding a mouse and talking to himself, his expression was very rich, as if he were cosplaying.

"Hercule Christie, one of Lorenzo's friends and one of the members of the operation, looks like he's in charge. ”

The sound came from behind the narrow cabin, the design of the Silverfish was different from the regular ships, the overall shape was like a slender sword, and because of this design, its cabin was not narrow, and the capacity was also very small, except for the captain, there was only this accompanying guy behind him.

"Hybord reported to us before, but after leaving Invig, we haven't heard from him again. ”

The guy in the back rolled up his sleeves, sweating, and it was still too difficult for the two of them to start the ship, but in order to meet the evacuated guys, they had to leave a vacant seat.

"Is that so? Then I'm on the shore, hoping they'll be quick, and if we are discovered, we'll have a hard time trying to escape from the Gallo-Nalo seas. ”

The captain said worriedly.

"I know, I know, don't worry, this is the latest creation of the Perpetual Pump, and I have a lot of confidence in it. ”

I only heard a clanging sound, and I didn't know what the guy behind me was doing, and because of the narrow space, the captain looked very difficult to turn around.

"But I didn't expect you to sail a boat, I always thought you were only good at playing cards and robbing and things like that. ”

The guy in the back said.

"There's no way to be a gang boss like that, and as for driving a boat, it's an earlier thing, but it's all bad memories, and I almost died at sea. ”

The captain's voice actually weakened as he spoke, probably because the pressure had been accumulated for too long, and his voice suddenly became angry.

"Fuck! Fuck! What a shit mission, I feel like I'm going to die at sea this time. ”

"Don't worry, it's equipped with our new engines, and it's so fast that the Gallinalo boats won't be able to catch up with us. ”

Nikolai pacified the shrike as much as he could.

"You fart, I almost died in your original sin armor last time!"

Beroe howled, he was really fed up with the perpetual motion pump, not to mention that it was Nikolai who came this time.

To be honest, it is outrageous that Nikolai should join in this kind of deadly work, and the risk of a scientific researcher like him going to the front line is very huge, and if he dies here, it will be a heavy blow to the perpetual motion pump.

At first, when Shrike was appointed to work with Nikolai, he felt that the higher authorities really valued the operation, and sent Nikolai, who was so valuable, but he did not know why until the operation began.

Because the Silverfish was a complete experiment, no one except Nikolai knew about it at all, and Nikolai had been hammering the equipment behind him all the way, and even asked the shrike to hand over the screws.

"Well, well, in the course of science, there will always be some sacrifices. ”

Nikolai continued, but he didn't care about the mood of the victim at all.

The Silverfish slowly approached, but before it could get steady, a black shadow suddenly swooped down on the ship, and Hercule's somewhat panicked face could be seen from behind the glass.

"You ......"

Shrike was about to say something, but was sharply interrupted by Hercule.

"Prepare to evacuate! They're coming here!"

Hercule's eyes were filled with horror, and he heard, just now he heard Lorenzo's voice, the voice that echoed directly in his head.

Perhaps because the information carried by the words was shocking, he didn't even think about why Lorenzo's voice sounded directly in his head for a while, and he rushed directly to the Silverfish without hesitation.

Hercule had known Lorenzo for so long, but he had never heard such a tone, fear, anger, confusion......

He was saying to himself.

"Run!"

The melodious whistle sounded in the night, one after another, like monsters waking up together, and smoke rose from the end of the sea level.