Buck and Jerpo's faces were a little unsightly. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Sevina rested for a long time after dinner, and at that time her spirit was still very quiet and peaceful, which was the normal state of the impatient personality that had been in the mission for the past few days. But the situation has changed dramatically. In the impression of the two of them, Savina had not been in the basement for a long time, and Buck himself had not even finished the cigarette in his hand, let alone the wine in the glass, and had only taken a few sips.

There are obviously many differences in Sevina's body when she comes out, and her spirit is like a volcano in the eruption, spewing out countless energies. Emotions were on the verge of spiraling out of control, and the excitement that emanated from them soon filled the entire spacious hall, and it became impossible for Buck and Jerpo not to feel it.

Sitting back in a chair next to her, Savina recalled in her mind the sensation she had just touched her body, and rubbed her palms to find the heat that had not yet dissipated in her palms. The burning gazes of the two Bucks became completely airy, and she ignored them.

"Because the airport is blocked by the Oria regional defense forces, in order to avoid unnecessary risks, the Holy Emperor's Hall has dispatched a small airship from the surrounding area to pick us up. The arrival time will be in that time slot tomorrow afternoon. At that time, we will disguise ourselves as passengers returning from the trip, and leave on that airship with our luggage. Jerpo said at this point, but obviously to Savina in front of him, "They also reminded us that we must make sure that several people are alive and have the basic ability to think and speak. There was still a warning voice behind the smell of worry.

But Savina's current state didn't allow her to listen to them. She opened her eyes and didn't answer, nor did she nod or glance at Jerbo to show that she understood. She refilled the empty glass with only a small melted ice cube left, and drank it in one gulp, with a cozy tone that was completely out of step with the solemn atmosphere of the hall.

"Mr. Buck," Savina asked, turning to Buck as she put the glass back into her glass, "where did you put the things you found from those two people in the car?" ”

"In the first room upstairs. Buck said, "Savina, what do you want to do? Their stuff is also needed by the person in charge, and there may be information hidden in it." I don't want to be held accountable by the people above because they were broken. ”

"Don't worry, just take something that has nothing to do with it. Savina smiled and stood up, already walking up the stairs to the second floor, "Like tranquilizers or something, I guess the existence or absence of this thing has no real impact on our mission." ”

"It's deadly to come out on a mission without this thing. Buck sneered.

Sevina, who was walking on the stairs, was unimpressed and replied, "I didn't say it was for myself. As the most basic preparation for the mission, I will not make a single mistake on it. ”

"It's just that the people below may need it, and I'm just preparing in advance. Like you, I'm worried about their state of life. But the words did not match the tone in the slightest, but were full of mockery, which was just casual talk after the emotions began to get excited.

Buck, who had heard these words in his ears, turned grim, and he took a sip of the remaining half of the cigarette in his hand, and then snuffed out the cigarette butt in the glass ashtray.

"I'll go down and have a look. Buck stood up and said to Jerbo, anger and helplessness that had nowhere to vent coexisted.

With hurried steps, Buck stepped into the basement. There was a feeling of oppression in the air that was not found in the upper room. As a functional basement for storing things, the temperature also follows the standard of every basement, and the air conditioner is turned on very much, and the temperature is even lower than Buck imagined.

During the day, he was out of line because he was worried that he wouldn't be able to control himself, and he had been here a few times, but the temperature was not like this at that time.

The sound of "da-da" footsteps also seemed to have a different feeling at this time. The basement is already quiet, and the low temperature seems to have an impact on the environment in the basement. There is a feeling of being frozen in the space, and the transmission of footsteps becomes able to strike at the heart, as if the vibration of the sound can be transmitted to Buck's body.

The sound became crisp, as if I was stepping on a piece of hard ice instead of walking on a concrete floor, and the source of the cold was the feet.

There's no mood to bother with that, even if the temperature drops, but it's not something to focus on for Buck right now.

Speeding up to the room where the two surgeons were closed, the passage was dimly lit and there was no temperature in it.

At the same moment, inside the room, Kxan's eyes wandered around a little blindly, and the cracked skin on her wrists had already crusted. From time to time, she would glance at Kasia to see if he had any other changes. It had always been the same body position, and Kasia still buried her head in the same position, not speaking. The only breath that was certain of its survival was abruptly reduced at this point.

There was a look of concern on Kxan's face, because the speed of the change was fast, less than two or three seconds. In the time frame of a normal breath for an ordinary person, the sound of Kasia's original huge breathing has been completely hidden, as if it had never appeared. Only the white water vapor condensed in front of him didn't seem to have any intention of blending into the air around him.

But this has made the buried head of Kasia look like a dead person in custody. The breath was gone, and even the short-distance Kessan couldn't feel the rhythm of the breath at all. Like the heaval on his chest, the unique aura of his body disappeared without Kessan noticing. By the time her brain reacted like an afterthought, she couldn't capture that unique feeling.

Now detained by her side seems to be a corpse named Kasia in front of her.

"Kasia!Kasia!" fear rose in Kessan's heart. She tried to call out to the sidelines for a non-moving Kasia, but the result was obvious, and there was no response.

Her head was in turmoil, and Kthan felt a sense of helplessness growing in her heart. The words that kept shouting became less and less powerful.

Sensing something, Kxan turned her gaze to the iron door of the room, and her voice finally hoarse out of her throat for a moment. The sound of shredded footsteps could be heard again outside the door. (To be continued.) )