“…… Therefore, in the early days of the alliance, each member country is still using its own ability to resist the ACA's attack, and occasionally there are some regional international aids, which are mostly led by regional powers, in this case, the military intelligence work is still the responsibility of the intelligence agencies of the regional powers, but when the ACA's attacks begin to link up on a global scale, the coordination of military intelligence agencies has become a problem that the alliance must face, and the Secret Service is an organization that came into being in this situation...... However, it has to be admitted that during the reorganization of the intelligence network of the original military intelligence agencies, a large number of excellent undercover agents lost contact with their superiors, and the alliance suffered huge losses in some areas......"

- Shadow Raid: Special Services and Operations Bureau of the Alliance's Military Intelligence, Icarus Press, 2168

***

"I'm sorry, I'll lend it to me first, I don't think you will."

Ling Yu stretched out his hand, pressed the emergency disengagement button on the outside of Helis's metal boots, and slowly took off the boots and looked at them - obviously as he expected, the inner lining of the boots was later transformed, and it can be seen from the new and old materials that the inner lining is built with a skeleton that fits the shape of the child's legs, which should have been transformed by Heris himself.

Moreover, the shoes were supposed to be part of a suit of armor, and Ling Yu's guess was confirmed by the interface on the top edge of the knee.

But when Ling Yu wanted more information, he was disappointed - there was nothing else on the boot that showed the identity of the maker. As a prototype, this is to be expected.

"Uhhh

Helis who was lying on the workbench snorted slightly, Ling Yu put down her boots and looked at the girl with a frowning brow - it was actually a good thing to recover her pain, but it was obvious that she was still in a deep coma and still needed blood substitutes.

Forget it, the good guy will do it to the end, get her back and ask directly.

Ling Yu shook his head, trying not to think about what to do if this little girl was a diehard, and the torture of a child made him feel cruel just thinking about it.

A blanket was pulled from the side and placed over Helis's body. Then turn the lights up to the maximum. Excessive blood loss is usually accompanied by hypothermia, but no one knows whether these things are useful or not.

One last glance at the studio that had been messed up by himself - when Ling Yu first came in, except for the unfinished drone on the workbench. 1. The tools and materials are arranged in an orderly manner. And this was also the reason why Ling Yu was able to find the tool so quickly.

It's still a little obsessive-compulsive. Ling Yu closed the door and shook his head helplessly.

Only one path had been cleared from the ruins, and Ling Yu had no choice. You can only make your way deeper into the ruins, but you haven't gone far before the road is blocked by the collapsed building, and the only option is the electronic door on the left at the end of the stairs.

Without an access card, Ling Yu could only use the shimmering dagger to cut the door lock again and walk into the darkness behind the door.

"Click-"

Fortunately, the lighting equipment did not need to be unlocked, Ling Yu subconsciously groped on the inside of the door, and found the kind of up-and-down flip switch with a retro atmosphere from 20 years ago - this was also used in the old house before Logan.

The dim light made his eyes uncomfortable for a moment, he subconsciously raised his hand to block his eyes, and then slowly opened his squinted eyes.

What caught his eye was a huge metal cylinder supported by a base at a forty-five degree angle to the ground, the paint had almost completely peeled off the cylinder, and in the dim light it exuded a dim yellow like old wood, and the dust scattered in the air surrounded it, and in the same dim yellow light, it was like a wooden box full of memories, exuding the bitter smell of time.

"Cultivation Cabin...... Is it? Ling Yu took a deep breath and looked away from the cylinder and turned around the room.

Plastered all over the walls are paintings.

From the graffiti of a child, to the work of a professional painter; From portraits to natural landscapes; From sketching to sketching, from comics to oil paintings......

Yes, Helis paints, Ling Yu suddenly remembered that when they first met, under the statue of Jesus in Rio, she was holding a huge easel and bottles and cans of paint.

It didn't seem to be a cover for his identity, Ling Yu thought so, and then stepped forward and moved his gaze back to the huge cultivation cabin in the middle of the room.

Could there be any information about Helis's identity on this?

Ling Yu carefully searched the cultivation cabin, but soon, he found traces of human destruction and erasure, in addition to natural rust.

"Interesting...... What exactly are you trying to hide? ”

Ling Yu smiled coldly, although he didn't get the information he wanted, it at least proved that the information he was trying to find really existed.

"No, concentrate, Ling Yu, Shi yàn room, or infirmary, you need plasma."

Shaking his head, Ling Yu, who had regained his concentration, pulled himself back from this room full of mellow and bitter memories, and took a deep breath, Ling Yu looked around the room again.

There are no other exits, and there is no place that looks like things can be kept.

Ideas?

Ling Yu subconsciously took a step back, and suddenly, a slight grinding sound came from under his feet.

A piece of paper.

What's so strange about a piece of paper?

Wrong! Judging from Helis's attention to this place and the meticulous organization of the workshop, there should not be such a piece of paper on the ground.

Ling Yu leaned down and pulled the paper out from under his boots, and then, he was stunned.

“528491。”

There was only a string of numbers on the paper, which was printed, Ling Yu frowned and looked at these six clueless numbers, however, when he raised his head again, he was suddenly stunned.

In front of him was a somewhat peculiar painting.

On the turquoise seashore, a statue of Jesus with his hands outstretched. It seems to be about to embrace the sea and sky in front of him, and in the corner of the painting, next to the pedestal of the statue of Jesus, a father is holding his daughter with long white hair, sitting quietly on the railing.

"Is this the one she painted in Rio?"

Ling Yu stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and gently touched the man on the painting.

No, it shouldn't be a painting, Ling Yu suddenly raised his head. I looked left and right. Then it suddenly dawned on me that the problem was: the piece of paper that had been thrown on the ground was no coincidence. I don't know what the numbers are for, but as long as I go to investigate the cultivation cabin, I will definitely step on this paper and pick it up. I'm sure I'm going to look in that direction. At last. The paintings around this painting are all sketches with a low degree of completion, why is this oil painting placed here? This is not at all in line with Helis's habits!

Carefully reach out and move the painting away. Ling Yu lightly tapped the wall behind the painting, and the sound was hollow that shouldn't have been!

This is empty behind it!

Ling Yu stepped forward and smashed his fist against the metal wall, and the metal plate that had been in disrepair for a long time was smashed open with a punch, revealing a yellow wrench.

Emergency Escape Route!

Ling Yu flipped the wrench, and the floor under his feet quickly cracked, revealing a rusty ladder.

"Who are you...... Why...... How will you guide me? ”

Ling Yu didn't rush down, but leaned down, stretched out his hand and touched the ladder, muttering to himself.

Because he was on the ladder, he saw a footprint.

Clear enough to be a deliberate footprint.

****

Underground, biochemical real yàn room.

Ling Yu, who was holding the gun, held the shimmering dagger in one hand - he pointed the blade at himself because the bottom of the shimmering dagger was a small flashlight, but this posture that once he fell, it was tantamount to suicide, really made Ling Yu very powerless against the designer.

Although he had already arrived at the biochemical room, Ling Yu did not run around, because under the white light of the flashlight, he had been carefully staring at the footprints under his feet, and the footprints were indeed deliberately left, and they had been guiding Ling Yu's direction.

However, for the sake of safety, Ling Yu would still raise his flashlight from time to time to check the sign on the wall, and after making sure that he was walking towards the surgery center, Ling Yu would follow the steps of this prophet with confidence.

After a while, the door of the surgery center appeared in front of Ling Yu, and the footprints became messy after entering the operation center, and Ling Yu gave up following, and he ran directly towards a few places that looked like they would store medicines and plasma, and banged over the cabinets.

But apparently, he was disappointed, although he did not intend to find plasma that could not be preserved for so long from the beginning, but twenty years ago, a rudimentary universal red blood cell had been invented, and that kind of thing could theoretically be stored for more than half a century if stored in good conditions.

Just when Ling Yu was struggling with whether to look elsewhere, suddenly, he noticed that one of the disorganized footprints pointed to the locker room on the side.

What's in there?

Ling Yu followed the footprints into the locker room, this time the footprints did not stop, and walked directly to a locked cabinet.

And what surprised Ling Yu even more was that there was still a light on that lock cabinet!

It is impossible for the entire real room to have any electricity, not to mention that the emergency power has long been consumed, and even if there is none, it is impossible to supply such a meaningless thing as a locker!

Here's the answer!

Ling Yu rushed forward, resisted the urge to smash open the cabinet with a punch, wiped the dust off the keyboard, and typed in the number.

528491.

"Click-" The lock cabinet was unlocked, Ling Yu opened the cabinet door, and what came into view was a liquid explosive!

Ling Yu, who was so frightened that he took a step back, was stunned for a few seconds, then took a closer look and breathed a long sigh of relief - the detonator of the explosives was in the balance column mode, and if someone planned to violently open this locker, it would definitely be blown up into the sky.

While congratulating himself on the rules of the mystery man's game, he gently pulled the balance column out of the explosives - there was no safety device, and apparently he didn't want to embarrass the locker in the normal way. Ling Yu removed the disarmed explosives and placed them on the ground next to him, revealing a suitcase underneath.

Ling Yu frowned, the mark drawn on this metal suitcase was very familiar to him, but it also made him not feel at ease - it was a CIA, that is, the logo of the Central Intelligence Agency, this agency had disappeared from the earth for more than ten years, if this box was really placed here at that time, it was still unknown whether the contents inside could be used.

Ling Yu immediately opened the box quickly, and then he was stunned - what caught his eye was a dense crowd of various medical equipment and spare medicines, most of which were military drugs of the ACA standard, and some of them were even the latest products that had only recently been tested and entered into service with the army!

"...... in the end"

Ling Yu gritted his teeth, but now was not the time to think, he shook his hand and closed the box and buckled it, and then trotted all the way with the box and returned along the way he came.

Anyway, as long as Helis doesn't die, the mystery here will be solved sooner or later.

***

Ling Yu, who hung the artificial red blood cells with a factory date of one month ago on the top of the workbench, turned around and rummaged through the metal box, Ling Yu didn't know how to do it with a dazzling array of medical supplies, and finally he just took out a roll of bandages, re-packed Helis's surgical wound, injected a little overdose of antibiotics, and then took out two special nutrient solutions for trauma and injected them from the forearm of Helis's other hand.

Ling Yu stared at the dripping liquid, put his gaze on Helis's sweaty face, and sighed softly.

You're a test subject, right, like me, no, or ...... More miserable than me.

At least I am following my own will, what about you? Have you ever had a choice?

Ling Yu stretched out his hand and gently helped the girl cut her hair, he suddenly thought of those military academy classmates who had never been able to occupy a place in his memories, how many of them were such girls, and how many of them did not go there by free will at all?

Children should not go to the battlefield, just like Jiesi, Ling Yu also has his own insistence, no matter how gorgeous the excuse, no matter how righteous the reason, he can't let the child go to the battlefield.

Because if even the innocence of children is wiped out by artillery fire, then the loser will be the entire human race.

There is no more future, no more hope, no more possibility of peace......

"But...... Or maybe you're luckier than I am. ”

Ling Yu showed a wry smile, turned his head, and looked at the medicine box that had been turned over by himself, and under the layers of medicines, there was a thick file bag.

"Then let me see what kind of information you have provided me, the mysterious person who has been taking care of Heris."

On the portfolio, an institution that has also disappeared for more than a decade is printed.

Russian Federal Security Service. (To be continued......)