Chapter 931

529 One of our own +1?

Indeed...

Hearing this, the disheveled man couldn't help but lower his head, the expression in his eyes becoming increasingly complex.

I remember that when Andre was young, he was a very lively and cheerful child, but after Feliya died, he became more and more silent, and he also became very reclusive, staying indoors all year round.

Finn's temper also gradually became strange. After the eldest prince died, he became more and more irritable, alienated himself from his friend, and even spoke ill of him directly. And all these changes seemed to have started from Feliya's death from brain disease.

If Feliya didn't die of brain disease, but was... then all the places that didn't make sense seemed to be explained.

Andre's motive for slaughtering the royal family was to avenge his murdered younger sister, and the person who made the decision to allow Feliya to be murdered back then could only be Finn, who was the king...

"Mr. Bell."

After glancing at the disheveled man with a look of pain, Leon comforted him:

"Now all this is ultimately just our speculation, the situation may not be so extreme, and whether we can find out what happened back then depends on whether you can take us into Scientific Research District 1."

"I will do it."

Hearing Leon's words, the disheveled man, who had come back to his senses, first clenched his fists hard, then took the initiative to ask:

"What did you originally plan to do? Control me directly and then follow along all the way?"

"Yes."

"Then you won't even be able to pass the first checkpoint."

After giving his judgment, the disheveled man said seriously:

"Even if you have a way to make others unable to see you, most of the core of District 1 is underground, and the vertical shaft leading to the underground can only enter one person at a time, and there is only one seat. Even if you squeeze hard, it's impossible to squeeze in.

Even if you have a way to enter the underground and break the monolithic inner wall, there is a series of different detection methods in the entire District 1. As long as one is triggered, the alarm will sound directly, and each area will immediately self-seal, split into more than twenty small areas, and then be moved away."

"Is that so..."

Leon's eyebrows lifted slightly upon hearing this, then he asked politely:

"Then in your opinion, what should we do?"

"In my opinion, you might as well just give up on entering District 1."

The disheveled man said:

"You cleanup agents have many special abilities, some effects are even magical enough to violate scientific laws, but the detection methods of Scientific Research District 1 are astonishingly numerous. Heat, smell, magnetic field, anomalous fluctuations, brain signals... just the ones I know are over twenty types.

And because there have been cases of cleanup agents invading in the past, there are also some technologies specifically aimed at people like you. No matter what strange abilities you have, as long as you are not hiding in another layer of space and still need your physical body to enter District 1, there will always be times when you can't hide.

And the locations of these detection instruments are not completely fixed. They will be changed irregularly and guarded by special personnel. Once there is suspected damage or signal disconnection, it will also attract investigation."

No... although I know District 1 is important, this defense is too harsh. Don't you find it troublesome?

Blinking speechlessly, Leon couldn't help but ask:

"Can I ask, what exactly did that cleanup agent who broke into District 1 do that was so outrageous that you had to guard against it so strictly?"

"That cleanup agent..."

Hearing Leon's question, the disheveled man's mouth twitched, then he said with a strange expression:

"It was about thirty years ago. That person heard that District 1 had research on body recreation, so she broke in directly, kidnapped forty scholars above level three, and insisted that we resurrect her dog. If we couldn't do it, she would burn our research data..."

"..."

What a talent...

Although he knew it wasn't the time to ask about this, hearing such an outrageous situation, Leon couldn't help but ask:

"And then? Did you resurrect her dog?"

"It's precisely because we didn't do it that we are guarding against it so strictly now, for fear that someone else will break in!"

The disheveled man said with a face full of grievance:

"In order to send that person away, we tossed and turned for two weeks, and even forcibly created a dog for her that was the same, even restoring the tip of the tail that was missing a section.

But that person was still dissatisfied and tossed us around fiercely. Although she didn't really destroy the data in the end, she really made a big fuss, making the kidnapped scholars miserable, before being dragged away by your Cleanup Bureau people."

Good fellow...

After hearing the absurd things done by the senior cleanup agent, Leon couldn't help but smack his lips, feeling a bit overwhelmed for a while.

I really didn't expect that the cleanup agent thirty years ago would make such a big scene, causing himself to be in such a difficult situation thirty years later. It's truly a case of the predecessors planting trees and the successors suffering in the sun.

And after being messed with by this senior, the current Scientific Research District 1 has learned from its mistakes and directly maxed out its preventive measures. Then, relying solely on a 【Secret Tail】, he really might not be able to sneak in...

After frowning and pondering for a while, Leon looked at the disheveled man, then said thoughtfully:

"Then Mr. Bell, if District 1 is not easy to enter, then in your opinion..."

"My meaning is, if you need any intelligence, I will go and check it for you directly!"

The disheveled man clenched his fists and proposed with a firm face:

"No matter what happened back then, Finn was my friend. Since he might have been killed, I must find out clearly!"

"You'd better think it through."

After glancing at the disheveled man, Leon reminded:

"Mr. Bell, this matter is very dangerous. If you are discovered because of the investigation and we are not by your side, we have no way to protect you."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of death!"

The disheveled man gritted his teeth. Seeming to be too nervous, fine sweat oozed from his graying temples, but he still said firmly:

"If Finn hadn't pulled me up back then, I would have been a poor student all my life and would never have had the chance to show my ambitions. If I really have an accident because of helping you investigate, then consider it as repaying his favor!"

"Alright."

Seeing that the disheveled man insisted again and again, Leon had to sigh and agree to his proposal, then made a gesture to Alger, signaling him to pull out the threads in the disheveled man's body, and then said with slight admiration:

"Mr. Bell, in the next three days, we will hide in the embassy of Administrative District 3. If you find anything, you can find us there."

"Good!"

Just as the disheveled man nodded vigorously, the floating car approaching the destination also began to slow down. After the floating car stopped completely, he got off the car with an expressionless face, and then, under the gaze of Leon and the other, entered the vertical shaft leading to Scientific Research District 1.

"Ding..."

Accompanied by the ringing of the passage bell, the single-person passage in front of the disheveled man opened. He stepped in with a firm expression, then rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a thud.

At the same time, on the main control console in the center of the main hall of Scientific Research District 1, a small red light quietly lit up, then flashed at a specific rhythm several times, and the operator who was staring at the indicator light in front of the main control console stood up with a thud.

"Abnormal brain activity in the No. 9 coded receptor, suspected close contact with the target!"