"Blue Water Port Naval Base was attacked by an unknown force. Blue Water Port Naval Base!"
"Give me a copy of the newspaper."
"Yes, sir."
Zuo Qingcang took the newspaper, and the first thing he saw was the headline of the Blue Water Port Explosion Case. There was also a picture of how the port used to look like.
Of course, no one knew better than Zuo Qingcang what the military port looked like yesterday. He had almost destroyed the entire port and 18 warships.
However, the newspaper was very euphemistic. It did not mention any monsters or attacks. It only said that the explosives stored in the armory had accidentally exploded, and there were not many losses.
"Commonly used and old-fashioned official tone, hiding the truth to reduce panic."
The content of the report was similar to what Zuo Qingcang had expected. After skimming through the other parts of the newspaper, a young maid walked to his table and said, "Sir, here are the hot milk and bread you ordered."
"Okay." Zuo Qingcang nodded and suddenly put down the newspaper. He saw that the maid was still there, and her face was a little red. He said, "What's the matter?"
"Well, can you tell me the content of the news? I can't read."
Zuo Qingcang asked, "Are you from the Da Qi State?"
"No, I'm from Atlantis," the girl said proudly.
During Zuo Zhicheng's time, most of the old people in the colony still considered themselves to be from the Da Qi State. However, since the establishment of Atlantis, especially the young people born after the first world war, often considered themselves to be from Atlantis.
Zuo Qingcang nodded and read the content of the newspaper to the girl. The girl said happily, "That's great. These foreign devils are finally getting their retribution. It's best to blow them all up."
When she lowered her head, she found that the milk, bread, and Zuo Qingcang had all disappeared.
"Sir?"
…
Zuo Qingcang was already on his way to the Northern Wilderness. He wanted to contact his old subordinates there and decide on the direction of his future development.
On the third day after Zuo Qingcang left Bluewater Harbor, a special agent from the Ministry of Magic arrived at the ruins of the military port.
The city lord of Bluewater City, Du Wen, stood to the side, sweating profusely. His fat head kept looking at the ground, as if that was the center of the world.
"There are no clues at all?"
A frivolous voice sounded in Du Wen's ears. He forced himself to raise his head and look at the fiery red figure in front of him. "I'm sorry, sir. There's too little time. We don't have enough time …"
The fiery red figure interrupted him, "Don't talk to me about the time. I didn't come all the way from the capital to listen to your nonsense. Give me all the housing records for this month, as well as the foreign population registration. Let the police conduct a full name check. I know everything that happened in the past three days. "
"I understand, my lord."
Du Wen lowered his head when he saw the red coat of arms on the man's back because of the coat of arms and the man it represented.
Red Sage Hussein, one of the Empire's five great Sages.
'It's true that Bluewater Harbor is very bad. It can be said that this is the worst terrorist attack in the past five years. However, to think that five great Sages would be mobilized. Why is this so?' The more Du Wen thought about it, the more sweat appeared on his head. 'Could it be … that it's the Da Qi State? Is there going to be a war again? '
Hussein, who was dressed in crimson robes, walked into the ruins and squatted down under a huge piece of broken rock. He looked at the burn marks and carefully touched them with his hand.
"It's at least 3,000 degrees Celsius." Hussein frowned. "Is it Sun Feibai? But he shouldn't have the ability to cause such large-scale explosions. "
"There might be people from the Fire Palace as well," Richard, a level two special agent from the Ministry of Magic, said.
Hussein stroked his chin and said, "The Fire Palace? If both of them are here, what do they want to do? They probably won't be able to recover from this level of damage even after a few months. "Norman (Yellow Sage) is leading a team to suppress the resistance army in the Northern Wilderness. What do they mean by doing this now?"
Richard guessed, "Maybe they want us to divert our attention?"
"Then they've made the wrong decision." Hussein stood up. "Send someone to stay and protect the scene. Get the police to collect evidence. Inform me if there's any small possibility."
"Yes!"
"Sir!" Just then, a golden-haired man ran over while panting. "Sir, we've found something in the Earl Hotel."
Half an hour later, in a luxurious suite on the third floor of the Earl Hotel.
Hussein's fingers gently stroked the bedsheets before him. Behind him, the level two special agent, Richard, reported, "That woman's psychological analysis is out. She suffers from acute mild schizophrenia. We suspect that she has suffered a mental attack from a cultivator at the Human Physique level or above."
"Mental attack? What a dirty method. "Hussein smiled in disdain." Are you able to get anything out of her? "
"The guys from the Interrogation Department asked me to ask you if they can do anything to her. I'm afraid that ordinary methods won't be able to recover her memories. "
Hussein frowned. "Don't touch this woman. It's meaningless."
"Why?" Richard was puzzled. "Sir, if you're afraid that the inspectors and the others will report this, I can do this privately …"
"Do you think that I'll be afraid of those trash snitching on me?" Hussein walked into the study and swept his gaze over the neat and tidy study. It was almost spotless. He said, "You won't be able to get any clues from this person. That woman definitely doesn't know anything."
Hossein took a deep breath and said, "Can't you feel it? This guy is calm, cunning and overly cautious. "
He crouched down and sniffed the carpet. "He didn't even leave a single footprint. If it wasn't for the fact that he cleaned it up too cleanly, to the point that he doesn't conform to some of the cleaners' habits, he would have no flaws in this aspect.
"If it wasn't for the heat flow meter, we might have lost him."
"We've met our match, Richard." Hussein pulled the bedsheets away. As he had expected, there wasn't even a single strand of hair on the bed. "He's very meticulous and careful. He's very familiar with the state of being hunted. I'm afraid that no one in the hotel saw him leave. "
"Yes." Richard was stunned for a moment before saying, "But we haven't interviewed any visitors yet. Someone might have seen him."
"It's just a waste of time. This guy is a professional. The answers of those civilians will only mislead our search." Hussein walked into the bathroom. Looking at the bathtub before him, he frowned.
"What's wrong, sir?"
"Don't you feel it?" Hussein looked at Richard in surprise. He then turned his head and looked at the bathtub. "The smell of evil, death and blood. This guy must have killed a lot of people."
Richard looked at the bathtub before him with a strange expression. He couldn't feel anything.
"If we focus our search on the checkpoints and traffic, I'm afraid that he has already left Bluewater Harbor."
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