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"To be honest, besides being an art form that I enjoy, the double-color bomb is also a kind of ritual."
"I yearn for those magical powers, but I have never received a response."
Lin Che remained silent.
indeed.
Although the number of magicians is small, it is by no means so small that they are almost invisible.
If Japan alone has such a complete tradition, then there must be many similar magicians around the world.
As a Russian, Lissal might have even had dealings with shamans or similar entities.
After completing the main storyline, I'll probably have a lot of free time.
Will I directly embark on the path of cultivation in the future?
Lin Che suddenly thought of this.
Should I go back to China to learn "orthodox" cultivation techniques then?
However, he has already entered the realm of dark magic, and if he goes back to learn, he will probably only learn the Human Emperor Banner technique, and in the end, he will still be a heretical cultivator.
As for whether or not to try to guide Lisael to learn the basics, that depends on the specific circumstances.
Speaking of this, Lin Che couldn't help but think of Koizumi Akako again.
This witch is probably still happily preparing for her wedding. Does she really intend to go back and get married right away after finishing her own business?
I was really not prepared!
Forget it.
These things seem both distant and near.
Let's get the organization completely under control first before thinking about this.
The fighter jet sped along.
Noah's Ark provides a hint that the destination is near and also shows the fuel consumption status throughout the journey—the data is not accurate, it's just an extrapolation.
Lin Che glanced casually at the sea and suddenly spotted a huge, dark figure.
"submarine?!"
Lin Che quickly pulled out his sniper scope and looked in that direction. The enhanced vision provided by the scope immediately came into play, working in conjunction with [Detective Instinct] to completely outline the submarine's silhouette.
Yes.
There were indeed submarines in the clips of the theatrical version I watched in my previous life.
Even the movie's title is "Submarine".
It seems that Gin is currently inside this submarine.
"Where's the submarine?" Lissal looked around curiously upon hearing the voice. "I can't see it."
Lin Che focused on navigating and thinking of a solution. "Of course you can't see it from the sea. This seems a bit troublesome. This submarine will most likely attack my destination."
If Gin were to blow up the Pacific buoy, wouldn't he lose both himself and the cross-age recognition system?
Lin Che quickly increased the flight altitude to avoid being detected by the submarine's radar.
The submarine had been in position and ready for a long time, so its delay in making a move meant it was definitely waiting for him to arrive.
But how can I effectively attack a submarine? These things are hidden in the sea, not on the surface.
Or it could attract Gin's attention and make him attack you with all his might, but Gin is obviously not that stupid.
If he takes the bait like that, then Ireland won't be the only country launching terrorist attacks.
The sunset over the sea is beautiful.
The sunset glow was dazzling, and the azure sea shimmered.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Che quickly and completely described the current situation to Noah's Ark, and then let the artificial intelligence give him advice.
Noah's Ark, after careful consideration, concluded that:
"It is recommended to first assist Curaçao and others to escape the Pacific buoy by boat, and then rely on their personal bravery to dive into the submarine."
"Or we could hover at the current altitude and wait for the submarine to surface, but that option is very risky."
I'm going to venture into the sea on my own merits.
I can't even dive!
You still can't breathe underwater!
Is it possible...
Eh?
What if we had diving equipment?
It's impossible for a Pacific buoy to be without diving equipment.
At this moment, Noah's Ark spoke again:
"The current global network synchronization is complete. Should we contact Curaçao and the others on the Pacific buoy?"
Chapter 195 Killing Binga
In the Pacific Ocean buoy.
Kaito Kuroba was sweating profusely with anxiety!
He had to be on guard against someone coming at any time, but he couldn't get in touch with Lin Che no matter what he did.
The phone calls went unanswered, and the messages sent received no reply.
Considering Binga's terrifying fighting prowess, he also had to worry about the safety of his two older sisters.
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over!
It was at this moment that a message suddenly popped up on his phone.
[How's the situation over there? A submarine is targeting a buoy in the Pacific Ocean. Regardless of whether the mission is accomplished, retreat immediately and get away by boat as soon as possible.]
submarine?!
Does it have a core?!
Kaito Kuroba's tailbone was completely limp.
He never imagined that coming out would involve the risk of being attacked by a submarine.
What's going on? !
He quickly replied, and without waiting, he rushed to the agreed-upon location to see if he could get the two older women away as soon as possible.
the other side.
The sounds of struggling and whimpering continued in the cold room.
"Asshole woman!"
Enraged, Binga raised his hand and slapped Naomi Algent hard across the face.
The other party was extremely uncooperative, to the point that he had absolutely no chance of succeeding.
You can't pry open their legs unless you untie the rope.
Once the rope was untied, his legs would kick and thrash wildly, which annoyed him terribly.
Binga is now considering whether he should just knock Naomi Algent unconscious.
Not only will it make things easier for me to get things done, but it will also save me some trouble when I take her away from here later.
But it was precisely because of the commotion he caused that Curaçao and Vermouth, who had been searching for their target for a long time, came closer.
The two stood quietly outside the door, listening intently to the sounds coming from inside.
They exchanged a glance and nodded, basically confirming that Binga was inside, and if nothing unexpected happened, Naomi Algent, whom they were looking for, should also be there.
Curaçao reached out to try and quietly open the door, but Vermouth quietly stopped her.
"The door was most likely locked from the inside, which might have attracted his attention."
Vermouth stared at the lock for a long time, then pulled out a thin, hooked, portable iron lock-picking tool from somewhere.
As one of the organization's top agents, she is also quite skilled at lock picking.
Now we're just opening ordinary door locks, and the success rate is almost 100%.
However, she did not rush to take action, but instructed: "Open the door and we will open fire immediately. Naomi Algent should be lying on the ground now."
Both women heard the commotion inside and could guess what was happening.
As women themselves, the two women couldn't help but feel sympathy for Naomi Algent.
Fortunately, they don't let their emotions control their actions.
Curaçao pulled out his gun, inspected it, and nodded firmly.
Vermouth also began to unlock the door after hearing violent noises from the room once again.
A true master.
It looked like he just casually poked the door twice, and the lock opened instantly.
Vermouth kicked the door open, and Curaçao took up a gun position, immediately locking onto Binga's back and firing wildly.
Vermouth, having adjusted her stance, hesitated for two seconds before emptying her chambers.
Binga was truly caught off guard this time.
He never expected that these people would actually come back.
He tripped over his trousers and was shot in the back.
Before he died, Binga only glanced back at the two women from Curaçao once, and then died with his eyes wide open.
With a dull thud as the body hit the ground, the unexpected ambush was declared a success.
Vermouth was responsible for getting close to check on Naomi Algent's condition, while Curaçao was responsible for reloading and getting close to finish her off.
Whether Binga is truly dead or feigning death, two more shots to the head will put everyone at ease.
The smell of blood permeates the air.
Vermouth pulled Naomi Algent's pants back up, which had been pulled down halfway. "She's passed out, but she should be fine."
Curaçao reloaded the magazine. "Let's get out of here quickly. Time is of the essence, and I have a bad feeling about this."
Vermouth raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? But I can't think of anyone else who could be an obstacle for us. It can't be Gin coming over, can it?"
“Who knows? I’ll lead the way, you support her.” Curaçao turned and went out first.
I didn't encounter anyone else when I was looking for Binga here.
But if we go out now, we'll definitely run into them, and then a large-scale gunfight might break out.
However, judging from the past performance of these Interpol agents, they should be able to leave easily by taking Naomi Algent hostage.
The two soon met up with Kaito Kuroba at the agreed location.
Se Douzi was very anxious and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and leave! Mr. Lin said that a submarine is targeting this area, and he told us to get on a boat and leave immediately!"
Vermouth's expression immediately changed upon hearing this.
submarine......
The organization does indeed possess one, an old relic left over from the former Soviet Union.
But no matter how old it gets, this thing still possesses destructive power.
The small Pacific buoy could not possibly withstand an attack from it.
So Gin really came?
But why?
Vermouth didn't have time to think much, and she stopped slacking off. She started carrying Naomi Algent instead of supporting her, and she ran with a gust of wind.
Curaçao and Kaito Kuroba were both dumbfounded.