Chapter 130: Cobwebs (I)

The armored car drove for a long time on rainy nights, and lightning in the extreme distance occasionally illuminated the sharply cornered body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 The man's snort was quiet and steady, and his chest rose and fell very slightly, and he kept it that way, continuing to move forward with the armored car. The street lights also became blurred in the rainstorm, and a hazy light appeared in front of me at some point, very many, densely packed together.

"It's finally here. "There was a sound of relief from the cab in front of me, and the speed of the armored car began to slow down. In the darkness of the rainy night, in front of it was a metal door more than ten meters high, which was opened on a huge wall. There are more than a dozen circular lights on the door, illuminating the entire pattern on the metal door.

It was a simple coiled snake, blood-red in color. This is the coat of arms of the Meredith family, a family that specializes in training assassins and agents.

The metal door only opened a gap just enough for the armored car to enter, and then closed again. The identity check was carried out by radio as early as when the armored vehicles entered a certain range of the Meredith family's territory. The vehicle was cleared all the way through without any hindrance, and passed a very large number of follow-up inspections before it was safely parked in the dimly lit parking lot.

When the armored car just stopped in the specified position, the man in the long trench coat stepped out of the car. Nodding his head in thanks to the two drivers, he then kept his upper body straight and firm, but his steps gradually accelerated, and in a few breaths, he was completely dissolved by the dim light in front of him, and disappeared into the building around the corner.

"It's breathless, man. Seeing that the man in the long trench coat finally left, the main driver hurriedly lit a cigarette and took a hard breath, relaxing the tense muscles and nerves in his body. It was not only the pressure that the man invisibly put on the two of them, but also the fatigue accumulated from driving an armored car for a long time. It's on the edge of Manoma, a long way from the bustling centre.

"I'm also a manager, although the level is not very high, but that feeling is of course uncomfortable for those of us who drive. The way we grow and train is completely different, and there are naturally some aspects that are very different from us. The people in the passenger seat also lay on the seat and rubbed their heads, if it weren't for the orders of the family, they would rather pull a cart of corpses back than pull a "manager" cultivated by the family. Because as the sword of the family, they are often sent to various places in the empire to carry out various tasks, helping the family to oversee, govern, and solve some troublesome things that are not easy to deal with. And they feel like walking corpses, cold and ruthless, and then execute every command with the precision of a steam machine.

Holding a record book marked 1024, the man shuttled through the labyrinthine buildings of a giant city. As a child, I had already written down all the map layouts here, and every step was the same even distance. When meeting with other members of the family, he can also calculate the best avoidance route in his head in advance, and he can also have a natural and friendly smile on his face. Methods of controlling facial muscles and simulating the expressions of various normal people used to be a compulsory course for them. As long as they want, they can control their faces to show the corresponding expressions in any situation, and go further, they can also match the corresponding heartbeat, breathing, eye shock, and even the amount of sweat in certain parts of the body. This is one of their most basic and important skills.

After nearly half an hour's walk, the man took the most simple route to the management department of the Meredith family, a pyramid-shaped room separated from the building behind him, with a structure of gray and white stone and concrete, with a lot of dark glass, very high. And under the ground, there is also a basement space to match. It is connected by a 100-meter-long corridor, the ground is a red carpet with gold trim, and a large amount of rain is flowing on the canopy, and the moist water vapor is carried into the corridor by the wind.

The metal door at the end of the hallway was open, and next to it was a row of password card slots. The man took out three different PIN cards from his pocket and inserted them into different card slots.

"Welcome back, Mr. Nichol, Manager 56234. A cordial greeting came from the loudspeaker next to the door, the result of syllables that had been recorded separately beforehand and were now reassembled by a super-analyzer.

"Hello to you, Miss Meredith. "Administrator 56234 Nikkor took out the three passcode cards and said that Meredith was both the last name of all of them and the name of the Meredith family's super-analyzer.

Carrying something on, the long, straight hallway, the gentle and unglare light, the smooth and silent lift, and finally a room on the upper floor of the pyramid building. Nikkor handed over the notebook in his hand, which contained everything that had been unearthed during the six-day investigation.

In the end, after layers of screening and consideration by various personnel, and implementing each decision according to the rules and regulations that have been passed down and improved by the family for thousands of years, the record book numbered 1024 brought back by Nikkor became thicker and thicker, and the various documents attached to it gradually increased.

When this detailed notebook was finally taken to the top room of the building by the staff of the pyramid building, exactly one day later, the amount of documents changed from the original record book to a standard cardboard box to the fullest.

The cardboard box is marked with a priority mark, and as one of the highest heads of the management department, he has now put down the rest of his work and first taken over this headache just by looking at it.

The documents inside are neatly arranged, and each file that is added later has a reason why it was added, as well as the name of the person who handled it and the level of authority. Starting from the reason for the lowest privilege level, and looking at the current highest privilege one by one, the reasons are almost the same -

In the year 1096 of the Holy Calendar, Carla Meredith, a student at the Military School of St. Dorag, attempted to escape from the family upbringing program.

Followed are all the details of Kara so far, starting with the "Creation Project", then being assigned to the "free-range" education in the "Training Program", and finally ending with the first mission at the military school, which spans eighteen years.

On top of these materials, there is also a new password card, which is smaller and more refined than the normal card. At the back of this passcard, there is also a corresponding additional reason and permission level. It is the signature of one of the other of the five supreme leaders in the same capacity as him in the pyramid building.

Without thinking much about it, after reading all the documents in the fastest time, the person in charge rubbed the slightly bulging blood vessels on his head, and finally took out three password cards from his body, inserted them into the corresponding card slot together with the card just now, and finally pressed a few OK buttons, and then exhaled.

"Why do people always think like this, it has lasted for thousands of years. The family has obviously given the greatest degree of freedom. The person in charge muttered to himself, and when the passcard was spit out, the passcard that had been sent to him with the document had been destroyed. The role of that passcard is disposable.

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It was a large, bright space, and the sound of rats eating corpses was heard all the time. The steam gushing, the shaft transmission, the opening and closing of the valve, that is the trivial murmur of countless gears!