Chapter 247: Signal
The silence that followed in the room was something that Xiao Qi had foreseen before he came here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info suddenly received this notice after a meeting, and he was stunned for the first time.
Who is Taranto? Even at this age and stage of surgery, his memory has become extremely amazing, and he searched in his mind for a long time before finding a vague impression.
He didn't rush to Kasia's hospital room right away, he went back to his office, and according to the impression in his mind, he found a copy of the document that he had signed about Kasia's mission, and confirmed his thoughts.
"There's a little bit of detail here, do you want to take a look?" asked Xiao Qi at this time.
"Thank you, coach, no need. Kasia shook his head in refusal, and he sat back on the edge of the bed, his face a little unnatural.
"How he died, coach, just tell me. ā
"Of course, I don't know the exact cause of death, because it was less than an hour before the news reached my ears. It was the people from the logistics department who told me the news, because of your application for damage to your belongings, our military school built him a new communication machine and sent it over. But when the transporter carried the things in the position he had left, there was no one there, and the room was empty. "I heard from the management there that there was a small fire one night not long ago, and the fire burned and extinguished very quickly. Taranto died in the fire because of his mobility inconvenience, as if the wheelchair he used to move was broken or something else, and all the things in the house were burned down, leaving nothing behind. ā
"The specific thing is basically like this, and I don't have detailed information on it for various reasons. There is a slightly more detailed description in the document, you can go and look at it when you have time, you don't need it, just throw it away. He said, glancing at Kasia, "The situation in the empire is basically the way it is now. Not everyone can be like you, and not everyone wants to be pulled into the vortex without being dragged into it, they have no choice. This matter has nothing to do with you directly, I hope you know it. ā
"I know, it's been a while since I've been in school, don't worry about me, coach. ā
"It's good to know, there are more things to accept in the future. Xiao Qi sighed, "I'll go back first, if you have any requirements, just tell the medical staff here, don't be polite or anything." And you don't have to worry about the next tasks, just take care of your body. For those of you who are in the late stages of the first stage of surgery, the task has become much simpler. ā
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Qi's figure disappeared behind the door of the ward. As Kasia watched him leave, she lowered her head to look at the clean ground, on which his own vague shadow was reflected.
In his eyes, there seemed to be the back of him who had been separated from Taranto at the station at that time, and he had blended into the crowd and came out alone. In the past few days, except for herself, Kxan, and Doris, everyone in that mission has died one after another, and has become corpses that can no longer die.
As Xiao Qi said, they have no choice but themselves. The force of the vortex pulling them in was too great for them to resist, and could only watch themselves crushed to pieces in it.
For a long time, the room was so quiet that only the sound of gears remained, and finally a long breath sounded.
The rest of the day still didn't look at the file that he had placed there, and Kasia threw it directly into the garbage basket. Taranto's wheelchair was custom-made for him by Webley, and there are absolutely no problems with the quality, which is completely guaranteed. What the situation of the fire, Kasia understood, and what the specific thing was, he could also guess.
It just made Kasia's mood even heavier. At the same time, it is also a sign that in Kasia's perception of danger, as well as his own keen sense of smell, he has already smelled a hint of the implication. In the same way that a ferocious wolf could smell the smell of blood wafting from the wind from kilometers away, Kasia sensed the unusual nature of the mission early on.
And this time Taranto's death made Cassia pay more attention to the task that had been completed. Moreover, he was also curious in his heart whether the things left behind by Grote were really so precious that they could allow those people in the Holy Emperor Hall to do things like this.
At that time, did Grote also hide something, and did he have anything to say that he had not finished speaking? Kasia didn't know, he couldn't be sure if the only thing Grote left behind was the second-generation holy sword. If it was just a second-generation holy sword, as something made by the scientists of Avalon at that time by imitating the original holy sword itself, its value should not have reached this point.
Because as far as the news of Taranto's death is concerned, it is just a normal fire in the eyes of ordinary people. But for Kasia, and for others, the meaning of what it represents is completely different. To a small group of people, it was a very bright signal, as bright as a large flare in the dark. Far away, you can see the blinding light.
At this time, the light that shredds the darkness completely illuminates a large area of the surrounding scene, and nothing can hide in it. Whether it is the enemy or your own position, all of them are completely exposed in the same time period. The distance between everyone is not far, and you can see each other's faces completely through the light that has not been extinguished for a long time.
Thoughts flew far away, and Kasia thought about several important things during the break, but only a little bit of a clue could not come to the final result.
With a sigh, Kasia felt that her current state was still not suitable for thinking for such a long time. Buried the problem in his heart, stood by the window and listened to the various sounds outside intermittently for a while, and when the time was almost up, he closed the window and devoted himself to the recovery exercise again with a heavy heart.
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When I walked out of the ward, it was already thirteen days before I met him.
When I got out of the building, I could see a part of the military school in front of me, the scenery and the surrounding air seemed a little cold, and there was a little smell of potions from the ward. There weren't many students walking outside, and a few sparse people were in front of Kasia, talking about the theory of books or the relationship between the power and caliber of the platinum bullet as they walked. It's very lively, talking and laughing, but this atmosphere is not enough to infect the entire campus with a cold main style.
They were just struggling in the darkness with the faint candle of fire that would not be extinguished, and this was how Kasia's heart suddenly described their enthusiasm.
The number of people in the various training grounds along the way is only about half of what it usually is. There is no summer vacation, there is not enough rest, and after a few months, everyone still seems to be mentally abundant, but there is also a layer of tiredness accumulated in the body. These people are all from one-star or two-star academies, and the students of three-star academies have already gone out on their second mission seven days ago. (To be continued.) )