Most Wanted [Interstellar]

Chapter 24

Alvin Herman.

The word was like a spell, and when the spell was uttered, he felt as if another spirit had possessed him.

All kinds of information in my mind were strung together by this name and became extremely clear.He thought of the College Federation, the military department, Plank Will, and many, many thoughts. Fifty years ago, on that night, all the bustling streets of Titan were lit up, and a bird's-eye view reminded people of the glowing blood vessels on the dark body.He had only eaten a bolognese because when he pushed the window he smelled the sauce on his hand.The surrounding area is extremely quiet, because this is the office he rarely comes to—the office of the chief engineer of the Owen Systems Research Project.The office was on such a high floor that he could see the police cars approaching from various roads.There are many police cars, all with lights on, and you can hear the shrill siren after opening the windows.

It's a ritual - he thought then.

When the door of the office was knocked open, he turned his head to look at the door. He didn't see Planck, he only saw people in police uniforms pouring in. They quickly dragged him away from the window and pressed him to the ground. on the ground, and handcuffed.

"Are you Alvin Herman? Sir?" A police officer showed his ID to him.

"Yes, it's me."

"You are under arrest."

The room was filled with the stench of alpha. At this moment, apart from disgust, he felt that his thoughts were surprisingly clear. The truth he had been waiting for for a long time had surfaced. When all illusions were shattered, people became sober.

"Are you okay?" The mock staff cared about his condition.

"I'm fine, open the door."

"Once you leave the core area, please take a special vehicle, the rumpled beast is a large..."

"I know, open the door."

The hydraulic doors were opened layer by layer, and there were still several corpses on the outward passage. The corpses were still in a posture of resistance. The gun robots on the side were guarding these corpses. If there were still moving targets, they would continue to shoot. 'Erwin' stepped over these roadblocks and walked towards the end of the passage, his steps faltered a little, but his anger drove him forward.He knew where he was going, and he even knew what he was going to do.

Famagusta was dead silent, and everyone knew it was the calm before the storm. The special investigation team finally took over the investigation task under the compromise of the president, with the military providing assistance and the prosecutor supervising.The media disappeared completely that day, and the members of the investigation team were very satisfied with the situation.

"Next," Planck waved to everyone, "we have to get down to business."

First of all, everyone has to figure out, is this 'Alvin' Alvin?

Lott thinks it is, but Anne disagrees: "It is impossible for a person to exist in the same time and space at the same time. As long as Alvin is still alive, this is just a biological body that resembles him."

"Just like him," Lott shrugged. "Whether it's 90.00% or [-]% the same, the difference is not big, it's just the details."

A person from the prosecutor's office interjected: "Even if the prototype military machine is not Alvin, it is still the product of his operation, and his charges will not be mitigated, Vice President."

"My biological research is not as professional as yours. I want to know, does Alvin have the ability to influence the judgment of the prototype machine in real time?" Although Lott disagreed with Annie, it was only an academic disagreement. For the prosecutor's office, He was genuinely disgusted.

"I don't think so. What we can't do now, he just woke up from 50 years of freezing can't do it."

"It looks like the situation is better than we thought," Lott told Plank.

"Not necessarily," Planck was not optimistic, "The prototype machine has a service history of 26 years. It has personally planned hundreds of large-scale battles and judged hundreds of thousands of war orders. I think the current prototype machine is better than Air Text people are much more terrifying."

After saying this, everyone nodded.

"So, we can no longer have any illusions. All the engineers of the Owen system, except for the daily maintenance personnel, must join the team. From today onwards, we will cooperate with the military to decipher the data detected from Famagusta. Communication signal, we must know his plan, he has now occupied the entire military base, which is much more terrifying than tampering with the system before." Plank pointed to the conference room where they are now, "Today nine Before noon, everyone go back and pack up, we may have to stay here permanently, the meeting is over."

Walking out of the building of the federation, Galin complained to Annie: "Is this the daily routine of your college federation?"

"Don't think about our work so abnormally, this is an unexpected situation." Annie looked at her watch, it was three hours before nine o'clock, "accompany me to buy some disposable underwear, you can also buy some."

...disposable underwear...

Galen refused in his heart.

"What about your fish?"

"What fish?" Annie was stunned for a moment, "Ah! Yes!" She remembered the pet store in front of her house, "I'm going to set up a foster care."

"No need," Galen stopped her, "I'm not a member of the core team, I'll sneak back every day to feed the fish."

"Thank you." Annie smiled at him this time.

The streets are full of betas, except for the police officers who maintain order, only Galin is an alpha, he looks a little eye-catching.Seeing Annie's smiling face, he wanted to lean over and hold her arm, but Annie shook him off.Some passers-by were laughing, and the omega among the passers-by looked at Galen with a perverted expression.

"If you get rid of me again, that Omega lady will call the police." Galen advised her.

Annie had no choice but to give up resistance.

"Do you feel a lot of pressure?" Galen held her arm contentedly, like an elephant holding a rabbit.

Rabbit shook his head, "When Planck came back, I was relieved. I always felt that no matter how smart Alvin was, he was no match for him."

"why?"

"Planck can unite many people, but Erwin, he is always alone..."

Galen turned his head to look at her, and he felt that the expression on her face was a bit lonely at the moment.He couldn't figure out the feelings between the three of them, he couldn't figure out the selfishness in the belly of the three of them.

"What do you want for dinner?"

Galen wanted to take her to a good meal, but in the end they just bought a few baked fruit cakes at a roadside shop and hurried back.They picked out disposable underwear for January and stuffed their shopping bags, beta's underwear is ugly... terribly ugly.

After sending Anne back to the academy, Galen went back to 'their' home alone.When he opened the room, the cleaning robot could already recognize him. The robot drew a few hearts on the main control display and said to him: Wang Ji~.

Galen looked around the side of the room, opened the main control panel of the room, and temporarily closed the main control program. He took out a palm-sized device from his bag and began to skillfully sweep it around on the furniture.

When he brought the device close to the moisture drainage hole, the peak value generated by the radio wave flashed on the monitor. He took out a pair of tweezers, inserted into the small hole less than one centimeter in diameter, and took out a signal receiver from Old Wang.

Later, he found several more in the closet, behind the door lock, on the air temperature regulator.

After he threw the searched receiver on the table, he sat down and stared at the fish tank in a daze.The red parrot fish swims around in the small constant temperature tank. The light box of the fish tank is light blue, which makes the red fish very beautiful.Galen has never had a pet, but if he had to choose, he would choose a fluffy animal instead of a naked fish. Fish can't be hugged, it's not fun at all.He opened the note that Annie gave him, and the feeding guide was scrawled on the note:

"1. Don't feed the feed indiscriminately, or the color will not be red;

2. Remember to set the turn-off time, otherwise the color will not be red;

3. Remember to set the water change time, otherwise the color will not be red;

4. Don't throw the things in my refrigerator, remember, remember, above. "

Galen pretended not to see the last line: "It seems that red is very important to you."

He pressed the feeding button, and the big red fish with a dull and silly appearance began to grab food.When a parrot fish with a crooked dorsal fin approached the mouth of the fish tank, Galen suddenly reached into the water and grabbed it.

"Your master didn't say I can't catch you!"

The parrot fish struggled desperately, splashing water all over his face.He pressed down on its slippery body, and as carefully as possible, snapped a metal patch off its stomach.

"Huh!" Galen breathed a sigh of relief, "The prosecutor's office really has a lot of money. This piece is waterproof, so it must be very expensive."

He threw all these receivers into the belly of the cleaning robot, and then opened the main control board.The restarted cleaning robot drew another heart for him.

"Well done." Galen praised it.

"Wang Chi~~"

"Wang Chi." Galen answered it.

What the hell are the household appliances in the capital...Gallin thought...he's not going back to the academy union, his own task has been completed, someone has to worry about the prototype machine, who cares, he opened a bottle for himself Red wine, humming a song, having fun in the room.

Anne's small suite is the same color as red wine, which doesn't match the impression she left on everyone. Everyone thinks that she should be a woman like disposable underwear, and her room is white enough.

It's a pity that her room is burgundy, a real burgundy, which Alvin once admired when he was a guest.

"I'm going to paint my house wine red too!" said Alvin.

"The premise is that you have to buy a house." Annie laughed at him.

Later, Erwin didn't buy it after all. It was enough for him to live in the laboratory, and he didn't have time to go home at all.But he remembered the color, and he felt that if he ever had a home, it would be like this.

Now he is trapped in the astronomical monitoring station of SWEEPS-98167[7], and probably will never have such a room.His "roommate" Schlieffen was still pinging on the ground to install his engine.But the engine was not prepared for amateur players since it was invented. If it is not a professional repairer, no one should be able to install it.

"Ahem," Alvin expressed sympathy for his situation, "Why did he dismantle the engine first? He can fix the igniter first."

As long as the igniter is repaired and the injection device can operate normally, wouldn't it be enough to spray into space normally?Why did he fix the engine first?Just like repairing the fuel enough to get him back to Oswald.

"Because he's mentally retarded." Now Ivan doesn't show any kindness to Mr. Schlieffen.

"I'm bored sitting on it, you can push me down to have a look."

"Mr. Herman, there is a new signal from Famagusta. I think you should deal with this first."

"I know, I know, the prototype machine has awakened, what is there to deal with, cough cough cough."

"..."

"Does it know...cough...idling is idle."

If a robot can sigh, it does.

"I hope you and your puppy have a good time." Ivan helped him press the elevator in the underground passage.

As expected, 'Puppy' was sitting among a lot of parts, and Erwin felt that some of what Ivan said still made sense.

"You can fix the igniter first." Alvin persuaded.

"Are you here?" Schlieffen turned his head, he squatted for too long, and felt dizzy when he moved, "Yes, yes, you are right, but I repaired the engine first, and now it has been dismantled, and it cannot be installed after dismantling gone back."

"It seems that the poet still can't do it." Alvin drove his wheelchair and leaned over. "Here are some spare parts, you can ask Ivan to find them for you."

Schlieffen made room for him: "All the robots here look the same and call the same name. I don't know which one to call, and they are not friendly to me."

They are all controlled by one host...it must not be friendly.

"Ahem..." Alvin changed the subject, "Assembling the engine requires craftsmanship, so it is very likely that you will not be able to put it back according to the drawings, but since the engine is broken, it is better to ignore the engine and just repair the ignition Install it, it can fly after it is repaired... What are you looking at me for..."

"You seem to have changed your mind. You are not afraid that I will leave."

Alvin smiled: "Do you have anything to threaten me?"

"At least I can tell people your coordinates."

"Although this is not a good name, but speaking of it, I may really become the most difficult fugitive in the history of the Federation. What you are going to do will not threaten me at all."

"Hey... do you really think that I will report you as soon as I leave here?" Schlieffen became upset.

"It's not surprising. Everyone has their own responsibilities. What's more, you are a policeman. Give me a reason why you don't report me?"

Schlieffen lowered his head: "...There is no reason...but!"

"Huh?" Alvin looked worriedly at the parts all over the place.

"I think I should change you more than report."

"..."

"You will change your mind if you are handed over to prison?" Schlieffen looked at him.

"Prison? Maybe my crime is capital?"

"For you, death is a punishment?"

Alvin was silent for a moment: "It doesn't count."

If a person has experienced the feeling of dying many times, death is no longer scary for him. He knows that he has nothing to fear, but this dirty topic offends his self-esteem hidden deep in his heart.

"It's futile. You can't change anything like a prison." Alvin turned his wheelchair and was about to return to the ground. "I have an irrefutable reason. The arguments are sufficient and the deduction is reasonable. Only cowards who blindly avoid it will disagree with me. .The engine is really hard to fix, but the igniter is really no simpler than that. Good luck and see you at dinner."

"Hey!"

Alvin ignored him, he went straight into the elevator and returned to the ground.

"Cough..." He couldn't help coughing again, and a fishy-sweet taste spread in his mouth.

He looked at the monitor on his wheelchair: Lung infection.

It seemed that the antibiotics had reached their limits, and inflammation had begun to spread in his body.

But...he still has plenty of time to deal with his stumbling blocks.

As for Schlieffen?There is not much time left for him...