Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The crowd outside the embassy was buzzing.

With the police and anti-terrorist troops on standby, the government in a state of turmoil, and the public revelling through the night, speculation abounds about the incident, but very few people know the full truth.

Not a simple terrorist attack.

Rather, there are deeper reasons and motives, secrets that must never be exposed to the sun.

With the help of Horus' optical components, Kant looked around London outside the building through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

The correspondence with the British Prime Minister had just ended, and he was waiting.

At this moment, Ian said faintly: "Your goal is the round table? No, your goal is those two Chinese girls—are you Chinese?"

Kant raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not speak.

"So that's it... China's superhuman, was your government sent you here?"

To be a high-ranking official in MI5, Ian is of course a wise man. Now that his body has been usurped and detached from his body, his perspective on problems has become objective and comprehensive. After the demon put forward conditions to the Prime Minister, he wanted to understand the other party's true intentions.

The logic lines from beginning to end are all connected in series.

Because what the devil wants from the Prime Minister is to force the other party to put pressure on the round table to release the two Chinese girls, and "myself" will take these two Chinese girls back to China and make a favor in exchange for the Chinese taking over and placing them. "My own" wife and daughter, provide some protection.

The logic of this planning arrangement is very smooth.

To arrange the wife and daughter abroad, to avoid possible retaliation and liquidation by the British government, the chosen country must be outside the scope of the Five Eyes Alliance, and that country must be tough enough and will not succumb to the persecution of the Ansar country. There are very few countries in the world with such a tough country.

On this basis, the national strength should be stronger, the people's living standard should be higher, the public security and political situation should be stable, and the public opinion and cultural environment should be tolerant to foreign women. The above conditions are most suitable for China, and Russia is relatively less. , but not bad either.

—Yes, this step of planning is also in line with the thinking logic of Ian, a senior MI5 official. After all, the West is so democratic and free, and the people are also democratically and freely brainwashed by the media and public opinion. [Beep-], but with government officials, The elites represented by business people and scientific research scholars know better than anyone else that publicity in the West is not as good as publicity, and the East is not as bad as media reports.

The first choice is China and Russia, but the problem is that people's safety is safe, but there is no reason to accept people for nothing, so the only choice is China.

Because China has a reason to accept Ian's wife and daughter.

This reason was created by Ian - he rescued the two kidnapped Chinese citizens and returned them in exchange for the protection of his wife and daughter.

So after he rushed out of MI5, he rushed all the way to the US embassy, ​​kidnapped diplomats, made a big commotion, threatened the prime minister, forced him to press the round table to release people, and fought for a life for his wife and daughter.

- This is the cause and effect and the inner logic of Ian's actions.

There are no flaws, and it is reasonable and reasonable, so that political heroes such as Yue Zhongtang have also been deceived in the past, never suspicious, and even a little admire the other party's action and determination, as well as his love for his family.

But apart from the real Ian, no one knows that this is not the last love and protection of a husband and father who has reached a dead end for his wife and daughter, but a pleasurable game of a demon who manipulates conspiracies and manipulates people's hearts. The tail, who did all these great things, is not the real Ian at all.

"You cold-blooded and ruthless devil, ruining my life and everything, how can you care about the lives of my wife and daughter? How can you go around in such a big circle to save them?"

Ian said numbly: "So, if the effect is the cause, you can deduce your real purpose - not to save the two Chinese people to save my wife and daughter, but to save my wife to save the two Chinese people. Female."

His tone was blank, cold and frightening.

"At the time of the Viking Skeleton's hideout, I was targeted by you."

He said slowly: "Otherwise, it would not have been such a coincidence. You must have found the Albanian gang just to track down the whereabouts of the two Chinese girls... just happened to meet us."

"correct answer."

The demon finally spoke, but the tone was no longer weird, twisted and low, but bright and warm, and the voice was very young, much younger than expected.

He smiled and said, "You are such a clever little ghost, you guessed the truth so quickly."

Ian was silent for a few seconds.

Then, a surging volcano erupted in his spiritual world again, and he roared: "You damned chink! Your Chinese people's lives are life, but my life is not my life? In order to save you Chinese, just Can you manipulate me recklessly and ruin my life's efforts and everything?"

He roared and roared, and even said provocative words, he was ready to bear the anger, but unexpectedly, the demon did not get angry, but remained silent.

After a few seconds, he heard laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

The Chinese demon had a strange tone, inexplicable laughter, and even a hint of exclamation.

Ian said with grief and indignation: "You are still laughing! Oh my God, you are also human! Don't you have a trace of pity, morality and guilt? I have been hurt so badly by you, and you are still laughing at me?"

Kant restrained his laughter and said lightly: "Are you miserable? Why didn't I see it? You can still go crazy here, you have not been beaten, chopped, killed, or even suffered any crime. Your wife and daughter are now It is closely guarded, and if it goes well, it will soon be able to get on a Chinese plane.”

"They are safe and sound, nothing but a little fright. No one forced them to sell, no one forced them, and no one tortured them. Don't you think this is very happy?"

Ian said furiously: "You are still threatening me! What kind of happiness is this! They used to live happily in London, with me, without worries and sorrows, this is called happiness! And you ruined it all! Make them have to leave their hometowns and feel scared, yet they still call this happiness!"

Kant was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "I thought I knew what shamelessness is, what it means is that the joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, and what is it that some people are born hopeless.

"...But today was an eye-opener."

He said: "Ian, Ian, you have to know that there is no causeless effect in the world. It is not without reason that you were targeted by me today and encountered the unbearable weight of these lives."

The other party actually spoke in a good voice, which made the British a little uneasy: "...What do you mean?"

"Think again, think more." Kant said lightly, "If you can't think of it, you deserve it."

Ian was full of grief and anger at this time, where can he calm down and think carefully.

Besides, he has already confessed his fate.

"It doesn't make any sense. Do you think you can let me go after I figure it out?" He sighed, "I already knew that, you wouldn't allow me to survive."

Kant raised his eyebrows: "Then you still call my identity?"

"I just want to talk to you, I beg you for one thing." Ian said bitterly, "I accept my fate, I will be controlled by you, be your tool and puppet, and help you accomplish things. Although you forced me, I also I have told you a lot of useful information, and this body has done a lot of things for you."

"I don't dare to take credit, and I don't think you can let me go because of this, I just want to beg you, let go of my family, they are useless to you, let them go to the East with those two Chinese girls, Let them settle there...that's fine, as long as I'm frugal, my legacy will be enough for them to live on."

"It's more than that." Kant snorted, "Your wife can make a lot of money as an English teacher in any big city in China, fuck."

The Englishman was confused: "Huh?"

"None of your business, ah, what about your mother, the dog is a white guy."

Having said that, the door was knocked gently, dong dong dong, and then twice in a row.

The American ambassador, who was lying on the table, whimpered.

Kant restrained his expression, the gate of phase flickered, he appeared in the third unmanned office next to the ambassador's office, the phoenix vision unfolded, and a human figure with a very high energy level stood in front of the ambassador's door.

coming.

"Ian" said solemnly, "Please come in."

The door was pushed open.

A man in a tuxedo with a briefcase came in.

He is tall and tall, with curly black hair mixed with dappled white hair, but his appearance is very young, with no sign of old age. His fingers are slender, he looks flexible and powerful, his eyes are tough and focused, and his mouth is friendly and gentle. He smiled warmly at "Ian" as soon as he came in.

"Hi, Mr. Ian," he greeted. "Sorry, I'm a little late."

"Stop, just stand there."

"Ian" grabbed the heavy machine gun and aimed at the other party, his tone was cold and cruel: "Round table?"

"right."

The distance of less than ten meters was aimed at the .50 muzzle of the M2 heavy machine gun, which meant that as long as the trigger was pressed, anyone would be shattered into a puddle of rotten flesh within a second, but the man who walked in didn’t change his expression. He smiled politely: "The representative dispatched by the round table, codenamed Barber, calls me Todd."

"Ian" said coldly, "Hello, Tony."

The other party smiled: "It's Todd."

"Oh, Tony."

Mr. Tony was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't care, he chuckled lightly: "My compatriots, you don't have to be so hostile, we are a family, connected by blood and destiny, I know you have encountered some bad things. , but the hardest time is over...because the doors of the round table are open for you."

"Ian" did not speak with a cold face.

Tony seemed to be very patient, he smiled: "Originally your guide should not be mine - but the person who was supposed to guide you suddenly discovered something interesting, and I also took the initiative to apply to lead you into the round table, you Do you know why?"

"Ian" looked at him with a questioning look on his face.

"Because our destinies are connected...a wonderful connection and fate."

The superhuman code-named Barber said: "I already know what happened to you today. Those dirty and inferior mortals have treated you rudely and unfairly... You have done a good job."

"The reason for everything is because you were ordered to go to the slums in North London today, and then you suffered a terrible accident, you were used as a scapegoat, you were unfairly treated in MI5, you awakened your abilities in anger and despair, and since then Transcend the mundane and become a higher life."

"And this is the fate of the two of us."

"Ian" shrank his pupils: "Is that what you did?"

The barber didn't speak, just smiled and bowed.

"Ian" looked at each other coldly and did not speak.

"Angry at me? It's normal, my brother, but don't be angry for too long. Although you were in pain and despair, everything is different now. Look at you now, feel the flame and power in your hands, you have upgraded yourself. Your life, you have lost but will gain more, this is our fate, my actions make you fall into desperation, and you are reborn because of this, you should not resent me."

"...The round table has opened its doors to you."

He stretched out his hand: "I am ordered to lead you to join us in this legend destined to be great."

"Ian" said coldly, "I don't care about great legends, I only care about my family."

Todd the barber frowned, and immediately said with a smile: "This is normal, after all, you have just been upgraded, and you still have the emotions and concepts of the old human beings... There is no problem at all, we love our brothers, and of course we also have Their families love together, yours are safe, and the mighty power of the Round Table will protect them - you work at MI5 and should know our strength."

He invited again: "Join us and we will share it all with you."

"Ian" stubbornly said: "I thank you for your kindness, but please understand that I can't fully trust you... I will join you, I will go with you, and I will serve you, but there is a premise."

The barber smiled and said, "Please speak."

"Absolute safety for my wife and daughter," the man repeated. "Absolutely."

"The shelter of the round table is the absolute."

"No, as I said, I don't fully trust you," the husband and father said. "Absolute safety is sending them to China...that's my condition."

"We can arrange."

"No, I have already arranged - to use those two Chinese girls kidnapped by you in exchange for the Chinese government's promise to me to shelter my wife and daughter and protect them."

Hearing this, the barber frowned again.

"Look, bro, if it were any other request, we would have agreed to you without hesitation, but this one won't work - I don't know how you persuaded the Prime Minister, but it wasn't enough for us to budge."

The barber said calmly: "There is only one girl we took away, and the other is neither the target nor the kidnapper - the latter is irrelevant, but the former is very important."

"Ian" said coldly: "The more important, the better, the more important, the greater the favor."

"No, I said, we can't let the girl go."

"Why? Why is she so important?"

"I can't tell you now." The barber said apologetically, "I'm sorry, brother, but my job is to guide you. In fact, it's not just that you don't fully trust us, we can't fully trust you now, and when the time comes, wait You have our approval, and I will tell you the full answer."

"Ian" was silent.

"Too bad," the real Ian said to Kant, "even if I go with him, he won't tell me about the Chinese girl, and he won't take me to the place where the girl is being held, and the Prime Minister I'm afraid you won't be able to convince them either - your calculus has failed."

When he said this, the British did not gloat over the misfortune. If the Chinese girl could not be saved, it meant that his wife and children could not get on the plane. Now Ian may be more anxious than Kant.

He suggested, "How about you capture him and torture him directly?"

Kant replied: "No, it can be heard from the dialogue that the round table has a strict hierarchy, a mature organization, and has done a good job of keeping secrets. I'm afraid he won't know much information... He will only be alarmed by the grass."

"Then what?"

"Fire."

"what?"

Before Ian could react, he found himself raising a heavy machine gun: "I want to ensure the absolute safety of my wife and daughter - if you don't let them go, it's a pity that we don't have to talk."

He grabbed the ambassador's collar and let the other party plead and scream: "Let's see who will admit defeat first."

The barber's face sank slightly: "Don't refuse the kindness of the round table, Ian, brother, only we can save you now... Do you know what you are giving up?"

"Go away, I'm going to have another phone call with the Prime Minister - or we'll have a fight."

"Ian" grabbed the heavy machine gun, his eyes were gloomy, and the black fire looming over his body was looming.

The black flames that swirled, turned into embers and burned the air moved the air, faintly screaming, the distorted air refracted the complicated arcane patterns, and the sacred and profound words appeared from time to time, vaguely, as if there was a black flame giant beast Shrouded behind "Ian" spread his wings, exuding awe-inspiring momentum and power.

This scene made the barber's hand holding the briefcase slightly tight, and then slowly loosened.

The otherworld has optimized the pretense spells for hundreds of years to intimidate and frighten the ruling farts.

He said solemnly: "The Prime Minister can't convince us, his strength and power are not enough to make us submit, and it's no use for you to make a hundred more phone calls."

"Ian" did not speak.

The barber sighed and stepped back temporarily.

At the same time, Yue Zhongtang, who was rejected by the round table for the third time, was furious. He walked around in the office, feeling extremely aggrieved. Kant, Ian, and the round table were so angry.

Coupled with the ridicule of the public, inquiries from Congress and pressure from the government, Jobao is going crazy.

Just then, the phone rang.

He impatiently wanted to hang up, but he glanced at it subconsciously, and suddenly, his eyes changed.

Because the number...from China.

He answered in a hurry, and just as he was about to speak, a rustic English accent came from the opposite side: "Hello, is the British Prime Minister Ye Zhongtang here?"

The golden retriever was stunned: "Huh?"

The other party said, "My name is Kant, how is the weather today?"

Yue Zhongtang shuddered: "Ah! Mr. Kant!"

Before he could be polite or say anything else, the other side slapped his face and said, "I just found out about this matter, you British guys are really good."

The Prime Minister said blankly, "What?"

"An Youyi, someone I know, a friend of my good friend."

Yue Zhongtang was stunned.

"I'll get on the plane now and fly to London at the fastest speed. You prepare labor fees, preferential policies and investment licenses, and then find someone for me, and I'll help you solve that Ian Crook."

Only then did the golden retriever come back to his senses, and he stammered: "What? This... wait..."

"Of course, you can also not find someone for me. I will find it myself when I go to London. I don't want the money or the policy." The Chinese said, "I will leave it to you as the repair fee."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving only a busy tone that echoed in the Prime Minister's ear.

Yue Zhongtang held the phone and froze for 30 seconds.

Then he jumped up and scolded: "Fuck! There is such a thing! You motherfucker! What a joke! Why is this happening! Damn it!"

He walked back and forth in the office at a faster pace, his chaotic brain was so clear at this moment, trying to understand the stakes, weighing the judgment, and he realized that the real trouble was coming.

He called the round table for the fourth time, and without waiting for the other party to speak, he said directly: "The Chinese girl you kidnapped is a friend of Kant's friend! He already knows now! He's on his way to London!"

"Let him go! I'll cover it up for you before he knows it was you! Hurry up! If he can't find anyone, he will tear down London!"

On the Chinese side, Kant, who had rushed back to the capital to make the call, smiled at Qin Mengjin.

"All right."

He said: "Now, they can only return the living An Youyi to us completely."

Because of Ian, Kant, the Prime Minister, and the Round Table, in this series of major events, the chain of deterrence, suspicion, and interest between the four has been fully formed, complex and intertwined, restraining each other, and achieving each other.

An Youyi is safe.

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PS1: Update... How come the Republicans are still fighting back. (far vision)