Chapter 1298: and translation of title line (which is line [1] but they want natural English translation of chapter's title
No. 202: Hai Zi Jie's gaze turned sharp.
As everyone knows, even the fact simply posted in news reports is that, in the malicious attack case at last month's Jidong Cup, the actual casualty count barely reached over a hundred.
Moreover, most of them were not due to Luzas's attack, but were harmed by a group infected by the chaotic atmosphere on site, who, upon encountering a 'good time,' followed the impulse and became passionate killers.
This is just like how some idol and star concert audiences often catch criminals; a global-scale event like the Jidong Cup naturally harbors not a few impulsive or 'on vacation' murderers.
And in this case, the latter were implicated by the former to a considerable extent.
Although the casualty count was low enough to be called a model response, the overly vicious nature of the case still pulled the on-site investigation to its fullest, so that even many who considered themselves on vacation, not wanting to act, just wanting to watch the horse race, were also caught.
Luzas lost a number of dangerous monsters, including the Razor Dima Ga, and moreover, their plan to make a feint east and strike west was thwarted by enthusiastic citizens unwilling to reveal their names.
Including personnel outside the venue preparing to receive and wrap up, the capture of hundreds of Luzas members would be a major blow to the organization!
——That's how the media reported it.
Although more than half a month has passed and there is still no news of Luzas being cracked down, the successive closures and arrests of Luzas-affiliated enterprises in the first few days were already enough to let the topic fade from many people's attention.
After all, December features various newcomer debut races, the Yama Memorial Race, and the Dream Cup—such super heavyweight events are enough to occupy all major magazines and news sections of the horse racing world, successfully making Luzas a particularly rare situation among globally known criminal organizations.
A notorious criminal organization that was only hot for a few days—whether in losses or treatment, it looks miserable—but what is the actual situation?
«【Codename: Ao Sha】, this is the super-large project they are currently preparing, aiming at a full set of weapons specifically targeting the Ultraman race, but construction only accelerated starting December 1. »
«In other words, the Jidong Cup still made them money, even if it was money exchanged for their own people. »
«Are they really our own? » the woman raised her head high, as if questioning the sky, and also as if approaching the black-armored person sitting on the bench behind her.
Two benches, backs touching, are situated at the edge of the tree-lined path diagonally opposite the entrance of ZS Racecourse.
In that desolation where not even a fallen leaf can be seen, the distance is crowded with a sea of people, enough to dispel the desire to approach due to population density.
It is precisely in such an environment that the person in black armor, black clothes, and black pants, with hands covered by black gloves even inside the sleeves, appears so suspicious——
——yet they wear a horseshoe-shaped badge on their chest with a pale gold surface and a teal-green background.
That is a trainer's badge.
This successfully caused the police who had come over for questioning not long ago to return to the distant crowd at this moment.
While assisting in maintaining order and busy without end, they also frequently stole glances this way.
Rather than saying they are nervous, it is more like they are filled with a certain anticipation.
That anticipation is the same as those who stare at the player passage, longing to see their favored horse girl appear; their eyes all hold a sense of longing.
But the black-armored person who undoubtedly notices this anticipation merely gazes blankly at the crowd.
He gazed at the crowd for nearly thirteen minutes.
Thirteen minutes later, a plain-looking woman of ordinary build passed by nearby, but then took a small detour——to sit on the bench behind him.
How did that line go again?
My monster card is trembling; there must be another monster card holder nearby.
Reality is often more concise than theory.
Aomo, who had tested and confirmed the Feather Serpent card before handing it over, was not unfamiliar with the fluctuation of the card held by Huo'erhaiya.
There's no need to worry about why the other person's lightweight, petite steps could cause a slight tilt in the floor tiles; source energy psychology will give him the answer.
Immediately, he could speak without restraint under the protection of the helmet that imprisoned light.
«Just regard it as part of one's own wealth, and it naturally counts as one's own, » said the black-armored person with a deep, resonant voice, uttering words that should be hung on a streetlamp, then shifted tone: «But that's not important; what matters is that the attack on the Jidong Cup still earned them funds, and now…… Ao Sha… Ao Sha…»
«Ha, UltraKiller… is that the bunch that can't forget the Ultraman killer? »
He couldn't help but let out a few light laughs, laughing very relaxed, which also surprised the woman behind him for no apparent reason, but she also understood the current focus, and merely said in a low voice:
«If we need to get hold of the specific project documents, it's rather tricky; I'll need a bit more time. »
«Compared to the project documents, the organization's composition is also important, » said the black-armored person, «even more important than the former; aside from these few personnel change lists, can we clarify the full power structure? »
«That depends on how much time I have. »
«If things go smoothly today, I have half a month; but if not…» he gazed into the distant crowd, «only three days. »
«Three days? What happened? » the woman exclaimed in surprise.
Given her usual simulated estimates, she had never even considered such an urgent idea.
This usually means that she missed some very critical event.
Either it concerns the situation, or it concerns the parties involved, including Aomo himself.
«Nothing, it's not a big deal, especially when one is busy with proper matters; in fact, it has little impact. »
Gazing at the light screen visible only to him before him, the black-armored person suddenly changed his tone, and with his ten fingers pressed together in front like a spire, he applied slight pressure.
«If you think about it carefully, if Suzi Chazuo and her group perform well, those three days could actually be extended to a week. »
«Why would…? »
Emphasizing this in three consecutive clauses must mean it's some major private matter…… Just as Huo'erhaiya was thinking that, she could also engage in dual-line thought to wonder how it would involve them, but then the conclusion in her mind instantly terminated both processes.
She suddenly turned her head; the gaze that had been intending to look at the other person swiftly shifted to the distant racecourse.
«Is it possible? Will they lay hands on those few girls? »
«Being too conspicuous always brings retribution; that retribution is either aimed at you or at those you cherish. » Aomo said lightly.
«With the Jidong Cup incident, this time's security will be stronger, right? » Huo'erhaiya asked.
If they were truly in danger, this person in front of us shouldn't be sitting here.
«It will indeed be stronger, but the other side will surely consider an indefensible defense. » Aomo said, glancing at the time on the light screen, «So I have already, early this morning, twice instructed all the girls to bring their full equipment. »
«Equipment for the race……» The woman who had studied the horse girl aspect thought: «Can the final outfit counter terrorism? »
«That's a perceptive idea, you also have a sense of humor. » Aomo slowly rose to his feet, while Huo'erhaiya stared in astonishment at her wrist.
The Feather Serpent card began to tremble, as if facing a dangerous beast.
Clearly, there was no such reaction when it was beside Aomo before; as for now……
She also rose to her feet, turned her head, and swept her gaze around; in an instant she locked onto the several association special vehicles in the distance that countless reporters and fans tried to approach, but were blocked by guards and isolation barriers.
"Could it be?"
"We've practiced for so long; it's time to see who's better..."
He spoke, he stepped forward, and made a plain remark.
"All kinds of meanings are."
End of Chapter
