Containment Control Starts With the Umbrella

"Thanks."

Arthur first glanced at the iron cage-like room, thanked Jingnan, then looked at her again, and smiled:

"Then please ask Miss Jing to show me your lighthouse tomorrow, so as to change my view of lighthouses."

"Um."

This time, Jingnan actually responded to Arthur with a smile, and when he turned to leave, he still reminded Arthur:

"Nine o'clock tomorrow morning, don't sleep late, or the one who will lead you to visit the lighthouse... will be someone else. I am very busy."

"Haha, don't worry." Arthur smiled at Jingnan's back.

When Jingnan left the sight of the two, Arthur immediately restrained his smile, which was completely different from the easy-going look just now.

Seeing this, Horus, who seemed to have no sense of existence and kept silent all the time, wanted to ask:

"Uncle, next..."

Before Horus could finish speaking, Arthur signaled his nephew to stop talking nonsense with his eyes, raised his left hand, stretched out his index finger, and poked the cheek under his left ear.

Although they were separated for several years, the tacit understanding between the uncle and nephew has not been lost, and they immediately understood what Arthur meant.

Horus nodded, then raised his right hand horizontally to transform into a thunderbolt, and then touched the metal wall with the crystal tip of the thunderbolt.

"Hey~." There was a slight sound, causing the lights in this passage to flicker on and off, and it took a few seconds to stabilize.

then.

Horus retracted Thunderbolt, and whispered to Arthur: "Uncle, there is a monitoring device here, but I have already destroyed it."

"Well, good job, let's go into the room and talk."

"good."

After the two uncles and nephews finished speaking, they saw Arthur and Horus walking into the room next to the wall.

Arthur pressed the button to close the automatic door, then walked to the left side of the window, leaned on the cold metal wall, turned his head and looked at the Shangmin Street below, and said:

"Boy, if you have any questions, just ask."

heard the words.

Horus, who was standing on the right side of the window, looked away from the street below, looked at Arthur and asked with a puzzled face:

"Uncle, to be honest, I am deeply disgusted by this big fart lighthouse. It is obvious that human beings are going to be extinct, but they are still engaged in power struggles here, so there is something wrong with it.

Especially that yellow-haired man named Charles, I really want to stab his brain with a spear, and those city defense troops, they all look so weak, I'm afraid they can't even catch a punch from the paratroopers. "

"really."

"Forehead…"

Horus originally thought that Arthur would remind him not to be so irritable all the time, or calm down, but who knew that Arthur didn't refute him at all this time.

After a while, Horus said again: "Uncle, what are you waiting for? Order to capture this broken lighthouse directly!"

"It's easy to capture, but the damage caused will inevitably cause this lighthouse to crash. You didn't expect that, right?"

Arthur hit the key point with a faint smile, and continued:

"Just judging from that yellow hair's reaction, even if we have crushing strength, he won't be caught without a fight, and will definitely resist with force to the last step. If we come to annihilation...

Then we won't have a place to sleep until the crossing passage is opened again. "

As he spoke, Arthur walked slowly to the bed on the right side of the window, patted the sheets that had been cleaned, and said:

"Also, if the lighthouse is destroyed, the human beings on this earth will also perish together, which is not in line with Umbrella's purpose of putting people first.

In addition, the performance of the Pelican and DR-7 onboard computers cannot fully calculate my deduction formula, so we cannot accurately predict the opening time of the crossing channel.

Defeated before fighting, we have to consider the worst result, that is, the crossing channel may not be opened again, understand? "

"Hum... I remember that my grandfather always showed me some ancient Chinese art of war. Among them, there seems to be a defeat before a battle. I thought it was a loss before a fight."

Horus scratched the back of his head with his left hand and said.

"Almost..." Arthur was too lazy to explain "defeat before fighting" to Horus, and continued:

"Through this court meeting, I found that the lighthouse is roughly divided into three factions, one is the loyal faction that completely obeys Morgan's command, and the other is Huangmao and his Light and Shadow Society.

This yellow hair has infiltrated many departments. The city defense army who played against us at the beginning should be dispatched by that yellow hair.

The third is the hunters led by Mark, and Mark seems to be very popular, and that Morgan seems to intend to pass on the position of city lord to Mark.

Based on Charles' attitude towards Morgan, it is obvious that the two are definitely father and son.

Not to pass the position of city lord to his son, but to an outsider who has almost surpassed the master... Tsk tsk. "

"So these two are father and son? I said why do I always feel that these two are tricky." Horus suddenly realized, and said with a little feeling:

"Then Morgan is really capable of killing relatives righteously, he is a ruthless character."

"Hey." However, Arthur sneered and said mercilessly:

"If you have long wanted to kill your relatives righteously, then don't give your son any hope. Charles's various power struggles are not Morgan's ambiguous attitude.

Nephew, let me tell you, if not for our surprise visit, this lighthouse will change dramatically in a few days.

There is a high probability that Mark was calculated or assassinated, and Charles succeeded in seizing power, and staged a real seizure of power and extermination of relatives in the lighthouse, so as to completely control the lighthouse. "

"Why was Charles successful?" Horus asked.

"It's very simple." Arthur sat on the bed and said with his legs crossed: "During the court meeting, my eyes were almost all on Charles.

I found that when the yellow-haired man looked at Morgan, there was already a murderous intent in his eyes, hey, how could it be possible that a person who is so cruel that he killed his father would not succeed?

Of course, I don't agree with Charles' approach, but this world is the end of the world, and only the cruel and ruthless can live long.

Although I only spoke a few words with Mark, I found that the captain of the wild hunter seemed to be giving too much for others, and he seemed to only have tasks in his eyes.

If I were a yellow-haired man, I would buy a few hunters or dust people, and then arrange for the hunters to go to high-risk areas to perform tasks. Tsk tsk, there are as many assassination opportunities as there are, and it is difficult for Mark not to die. "

"Really?" Horus was still a little skeptical.

but…

Arthur's deduction just now is not much different from the main line of "The Spirit Cage", and it is a little safer.

Because Arthur would do it if he wanted to. After all, the success rate of assassination is low, so it is absolutely impossible to arrange only one Dustman to carry out the assassination mission.

In "Spiritual Cage", if 4068 died from the attack of Xi Yang, or if Mark only killed the calyx beast while being slightly injured, then even if 4068 died, he would not have a chance to succeed in the assassination.

I don't know if it's 4068's good luck, or the screenwriter put together all kinds of coincidences. Anyway, it is necessary to make Mark half-dead.

Otherwise, how could he kill Ran Bing again?

In order to make Mark run away completely, the final chapter beats Ran Bing into scum, but Mark can't go down and destroy the lighthouse completely.

"Uncle." After a while, Horus asked Arthur again, "What are you going to do?"

"How to do it? Of course it is to help Mark up."