Steel steam and flame

Shake didn't know whether the news had been conveyed, so he could only wait quietly afterward.

Heavy snow blocked Manoma for several days, taking away the freshness of the snowy scenery that she enjoys every year. She just wants to stay in a heated room and doesn't even want to step out of the house. This is what she really thinks now.

On the seventh day since he drew the pattern on the window, it was approaching evening. After finally summoning up the courage to walk out of the room, Shake returned to the dormitory. The first thing he did was to turn on the air circulation system to make the room warm; the second thing was to rush into the dormitory. A cup of hot coffee, held in front of the desk, warms the hands with frozen fingertips.

It took a few minutes for her body to warm up and forget about the cold outside. She took out the optically encrypted airship ticket that would return home in a week from her pocket and looked at the date in a daze.

She knew that time was important, and she was ready to deliver the message again if she had not received feedback after three days, and to find a reason why she could not go back. She didn't understand why she took that letter and what was stated in it so important. It is like an invisible mission that must be completed.

When the coffee became lukewarm, Shako took two sips and stood up with the cup in hand. He went to the table by the wall to get the bread he bought for lunch, preparing to solve the dinner problem. There was a "rustling" sound when the paper packaging of the bread was opened. As she habitually chewed the bread one bite at a time, she looked at the small copper clock on the wall to determine the time.

"Miss Shaco." A gentle voice sounded when she looked up, "Please continue eating bread, I am here to contact you."

After a brief pause, Shako nodded slightly, tried hard to control the expression on his face, and finished the entire bread in two or three minutes.

"Just follow your usual habits. You should go back to your desk, continue reading, make another cup of coffee, drink the water in the kettle, and then find a similar time to go to the canteen to get a pot of hot water." Wen Run The sound continued to sound. Shaco also said he understood.

Then it was a relatively slow and quiet process. It wasn't until half an hour later that Shako finished his second cup of coffee, then put on his gloves, hat, and scarf. When he got up to get the kettle, he closed his notebook and casually of tapping it once.

When she walked out of the room, closed the door and took a few breaths, Hao's figure appeared in the room where the lights had been extinguished. The clothes on his body have a natural mimicry function, and in conjunction with his own skills as an agent or assassin, the whole thing has blended into the darkness without revealing any trace.

He stood in front of his desk, flipping through his notebook, and soon saw the letter sandwiched in it.

"To Miss Shaco, a friend I haven't seen for many years." The whisper only circulated around Hai, and he smiled, "I hope you will forward the letter contained in it to the people 'around' you."

"I thought you would say my name directly." Hai commented.

He put another smaller envelope inside the envelope into his pocket, finally sighed and left.

From beginning to end, only Sha Ke, who heard Hai's words, knew that he had been there. As a blind spot for everyone, Shaco's existence is a blank space that is not disturbed by others, and it is also a gear that has not intervened in the world of the surgeon. No matter how it turns, no trace will be found, but it can It has an impact that no one can predict.

And the people around her who protect her are more or less like children in front of Hai, who is the only surviving heir at the same time.

Many times, Haike is more willing to kill the enemy with his head than to take actual actions himself. But in some necessary moments, he also wields power with ease. He knew very well that in the empire, many things would disappear with death. Identity, status, rights, power, etc.

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The ten days of waiting felt long to them. Delia had noticed the anxiety in her body. Three days ago, she, Hessler and Waters had renegotiated the plan to re-deliver the message to Miss Shaco of Manoma.

Distance can really do a lot and erase certain impressions.

This morning, when the composite radio frequency in the letter was finally used, and Delya heard the familiar voice coming from the other side, she finally understood the profound meaning of this sentence. In the past, Hail Hill has always been the person that the leader paid attention to and was wary of. She was deeply impressed by the sound, especially the voice, whether it was gentle and kind or sharp and cold.

Now, he is an important ally and collaborator of our side. Before and after the incident in the southern forest, Delya knew that Haike was helpful in almost everything.

"Mr. Hai, I should have thought that the last person I wanted to contact in the empire would be you." Delya greeted her, and her anxiety was replaced by relaxation - she could continue the actions she had stopped.

"I thought Mr. Cassia would be on the other side. But it is also a very nostalgic voice, Miss Delya. Due to the situation in the border areas and the deployment of forces by various forces in the empire against your team, there has been a relatively large number of changes during this period. A big increase. Are you prepared to deal with these troubles?" He was appropriately surprised, in order to allow the communication to proceed smoothly.

"The Hill family will always provide you with employment services. I can ask Lyle to give you a half discount. I am also interested in what you have in your hands, Miss Delya."

"Mr. Hai, your service level and the special skills that a businessman should have are not that interesting. My suggestion is that you can learn more from Miss Ye Jielin or Mr. Atohuan."

"Is that so?" The surprise in Hai's voice disappeared naturally at this time, "You are very confident in your preparations. Mr. Cassia has already gone to your side?" The second half of the words was said to himself, "He is here In a small country, there is nothing to worry about. More numbers and troubles will make the family forces on the Houxiang Continent remember him as a historical figure more quickly."

"I won't keep you waiting too long, Mr. Hai. The leader will meet you soon, at a time and place you don't expect." Delya had an idea of ​​what Hai would say. In other words, the general content of the contact was already in Hai's mind, and the words he spoke were guidance for Delya.

"Because I am afraid that there will be mistakes in the delivery of the letter, I will explain to you the content that should be on the letter."

"Did Mr. Cassia ask you to do this?"

Delya tilted her head and sighed, and decided to end the conversation as soon as possible. Otherwise, just like a side profile, every more words are spoken, the more clues will be given to Hai, until a certain standard is exceeded, and Hai will be able to roughly guess the situation on his side.

Although the group leader said in the letter passed over that there was no need to worry about the person contacted by Manoma, no matter who it was. The impression of horror in Delya's heart is not good. Without more contact, she will not completely believe in horror.

"The first thing." She chose not to answer any of Hai's questions later. "The important change within the empire is all the information you have collected, Mr. Hai. If you can bring along the small countries and the other two large countries, the team will be able to Please let me express my gratitude to you."

"It seems that Mr. Cassia didn't ask you to do this." Hao seemed not to listen to Delya's words, and the smile in his words made Delya imagine the smile on his face, "He won't Make such a request. Miss Ye Jielin and Mr. Atohuan, who is in charge of intelligence communications, they are all more convenient sources of information, and this kind of request will never be made to them."

"However, just treat it as his request, and I will provide it, Miss Delya." On the other side, Hai, who was already on the airship returning to the prosperous coastal area, knocked on the table lightly at this time, as if to act as his Important node in memory, "So, what help does Mr. Cassia need?"