Li Lin was awakened by a noisy cell phone ringtone deep in his sleep, and along with the ringtone suddenly appeared, there was also a spiritual warning in his heart.
As a Secret Service agent with excellent training results, he realized almost instantly that something was happening. He suddenly woke up and jumped from the bed of the temporary rental house to the ground like a catapult. Then he grabbed the bedside table while
The phone rushed to the side window facing the street.
"I'm Li Lin," he said quickly as he connected to his cell phone. At the same time, he sat in front of the window and pointed a device with a complex lens group at the street below, "What happened?"
Song Cheng's voice immediately came from the receiver, sounding extremely serious: "Did you observe anything over there?"
While paying attention to the light and shadow reflected in the lens device, Li Lin distractedly glanced at the laptop next to him that was automatically monitoring data. He quickly pulled up the monitoring log and said quickly: "The monitoring data is all normal, except for one o'clock in the morning.
A small-scale energy fluctuation - a normal periodic 'surge' at the junction..."
"...Xu Jiali has already set off early, he should be at your side soon," Song Cheng said in a deep voice, "You keep monitoring the neighborhood, but even if you observe something, don't go out casually, just report it as soon as possible -
—Remember, before Xu Jiali is in place, never leave the stronghold alone!"
"Ah? Ah, okay, received!" Li Lin was startled for a moment, then quickly agreed, and then couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"
"...Unexplained large-scale time and space dislocations and resets are occurring at the junction, occurring every five to ten minutes."
Song Cheng ignored Li Lin's exclamation. After hanging up the phone, he took a deep breath and looked up at the huge screen at the end of the command hall.
The screen displays a flat map of the entire "boundary city", and beyond the map, there is a three-dimensional structure built by countless curves and identifiers, as well as a large amount of monitoring data and remote monitoring signals that are being refreshed crazily.
The huge command hall is brightly lit, and Secret Service employees in black uniforms are staring at the screens in front of various terminals. From time to time, people enter and exit the hall through the small doors on the side, conveying the situation of other departments, or sending more information.
Bad news.
"There have been several small time-space dislocations in the past two days, but they are not so large or so intensive," a female Secret Service employee wearing a black professional skirt whispered behind Song Cheng, "The junction of time and space.
The structure is special, and this kind of thing has happened before, so the alert level reported at that time was not high..."
"Now it seems like this is a test before some kind of large-scale operation," another person's voice came from the side, "Now 'they' have officially started... Damn it, we were careless."
At this moment, another report came from a terminal somewhere, interrupting the conversation behind Song Cheng: "A crack has been detected! Point to Chawen-12b, but the precise position cannot be confirmed...try to trace the source!"
Song Cheng frowned and said nothing, just silently counting the numbers in his heart.
Ten seconds later, he heard the follow-up report——
"The rift is closed! Origin tracing failed! The space-time structure is restored!"
Such reports have been repeated many times in this hall - happening every few minutes.
The interval is not very stable, but it is basically within ten minutes. The duration of each time is not very precise, but it will not exceed thirty seconds. It seems artificial, but... what is the meaning of doing this? And more importantly...
Who could do such an outrageous thing?!
"A crack has been detected! Point to Bailong-4c. Unable to confirm the exact position. Try to trace the source..."
"The rift is closed! Traceability failed..."
Song Cheng's brows furrowed more and more tightly, and at this moment, a slight buzzing sound suddenly interrupted his thinking, and the next second, a screen next to him lit up.
A woman who looked less than thirty years old, with a dignified appearance but a cold temperament appeared on the screen.
She was wearing a white skirt, and her long gray hair was tied into a loose ponytail behind her head. Her eyes were a different gray-white color than ordinary people, and her pupils were very light in color. Her whole person gave people a feeling... as if she lacked color.
Feel.
The moment he saw this woman, Song Cheng's back straightened up visibly, and a slightly stiff forced smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Director," Song Cheng greeted, "We are still tracking..."
"What's the situation now?" The gray-haired and gray-eyed woman called the director interrupted Song Cheng, her voice cold and calm.
"The cracks are still constantly forming and disappearing, and the source is still unable to be traced. However, it is basically certain that this phenomenon is harmless to the junction itself - the space-time structure has not been destroyed."
"Not destroyed?"
"Yes, although those cracks are temporarily classified as 'space-time dislocation', they are only superficially similar in nature. What exactly is that thing...it's hard to say," Song Cheng said with a bitter smile, "Every time it is generated, it is not real.
It tore apart time and space, but..."
He held it in for a long time, and finally recalled the description given by the technical expert just now, and then continued: "It feels as if it is the original structure of time and space - the moment the rift is generated, it is like the junction begins from the beginning.
There is such a stable channel leading to the distance, and when the crack disappears, it is as if it had never appeared, there was no impact, there was no catastrophic collapse, and no reports of damage have been received until now."
The gray-haired woman listened quietly and didn't speak for a long time.
Song Cheng didn't say anything, he just waited patiently.
"Has there been any change in the 'special location' that you sent people to monitor before?"
"No, that place is now the most 'peaceful' place in the entire Boundary City, as calm as a black hole," Song Cheng sighed, "This is the most abnormal thing. Now everyone knows that there must be problems over there, but the biggest problem over there is
The problem is that I can't see any problems - I have sent the second team of the best deep divers there, and also arranged two additional monitoring teams to approach the street from other directions..."
"What do you think the purpose of those who do these things is?" the gray-haired woman suddenly asked.
"...It's hard to say," Song Cheng thought for a while and spoke cautiously, "At first I thought it was some kind of attack, but now it seems that he is just opening and closing cracks one after another. It's almost been a night.
No one even bothered me..."
"Could it be some new 'dark angel' phenomenon?"
"Probably not. When the Dark Angels appear, they are bound to be accompanied by large-scale out-of-control foreign lands and large-scale damage in this world. There is nothing so 'harmless'." Song Cheng immediately shook his head, "And I haven't received any reports about that gang recently.
According to the report of the angel believers, if a new dark angel really appears, the cultists will not be so quiet."
"If you're not an angel of darkness, that's fine."
"Yes, as long as it's not the Dark Angel," Song Cheng sighed, "But then again, if this is man-made, then... what kind of man does it have to be? What does he want to do to make such a big move?
What are you doing..."
The second half of his sentence was entirely to himself. The gray-haired woman on the other side of the screen broke the silence after thinking for a few seconds——
"This world is very big, and there are still too many ethnic groups and ancient individuals that we have not yet come into contact with," she said softly, her face still very young, but her words inadvertently revealed some vicissitudes, "And our universe
He is also very young, and many of the 'theorems' and 'laws' have not even been formed yet... Learn to adapt, Xiao Song, our work has never been about dealing with the 'known'."
"……I see."
The gray-haired woman nodded, then as if she felt something, she suddenly raised her head and looked in a certain direction - her almost colorless eyes froze for a moment, and then she broke the silence softly: "Calm down."
Song Cheng raised his head and looked towards the hall.
No new reports of rift formation have been received.
…
A knock at a specific frequency sounded. Li Lin stood at the door and used his spiritual intuition to confirm the smell outside the door. Then he took half a step to the side and opened the door.
A strong man nearly two meters tall squeezed through the door of the rental house with his head lowered, dragging behind him a huge black box that seemed to fit his height and physique.
"Your place is really crowded," the strong man looked back at Li Lin, who was standing next to the door. "It's even more crowded than the landing cabin I sat in the day before yesterday."
Li Lin rolled his eyes: "That's roomier than your shabby car - you can drive it from the station, so don't complain about me."
The strong man heyed twice, pushed his heavy box to the wall and sat on the sofa in the living room, minding his own business, and suddenly let out a long sigh of enjoyment.
"Okay, after all, it is a place where people should stay - this sofa is much more comfortable than the hard stones and scalding sand of Aimine-IX."
Li Lin looked at the strong man in front of him with a bit of toothache.
The best and most senior deep diver of the Second Operations Group of the Secret Service—Mr. Xu Jiali.
He was not used to dealing with this tough guy.
The main reason for not adapting was that Li Lin saw the name "Xu Jiali" on the roster on the first day he joined the team and went around asking people about him. Then at the orientation meeting, a 1.98 meter tall man came over.
He patted Li Lin on the shoulder and introduced himself as Xu Jiali - that self-introduction was deafening at the time, and even now Li Lin still trembles when he sees the other person.
But Mr. Xu Jiali himself was unaware of this. He had lived with this name for thirty years and had long been used to it...
Chapter completed!