Three-stream detection simulator

After saying that, Argos was the first to react: "Oh, you don't remember."

The pyramid was quiet for a while, and only mechanical sounds could be heard from far away, and every once in a while there was a bang, like a hammer hitting hard and sparks popping out, making people's hearts beat hard.

The atmosphere of the two of them playing chess and chatting was also very strange. On the surface, it looked relaxed and natural, like friends or colleagues sitting in a cafe chatting on the weekend, but the undercurrent hidden under the surface did not decrease at all. Argos was distracted frequently, and he had a sense of restlessness that he tried his best to hide but couldn't. Hercule guessed that he should be multi-threaded at this time, and he had to pay attention to the three battlefields of the Universe, the 21st Century and the chess game in front of him at the same time. The pressure was so great that he talked more.

Or maybe he didn't want to show weakness in front of his old rival, so he would rather say a few more words than let Hercule see the flaws from his intentionally slow movements.

Hercule asked proactively, "What happened ten years ago?"

Argos was referring to the timeline of the Universe of Paranormal, ten years ago.

According to Morgan, Hercule should have officially broken with Apocalypse Company at that time. This process could not have been peaceful, otherwise it would have underestimated both Argos' power and Hercule's determination at the time.

Argos stroked his well-trimmed white beard and looked at the detective sitting opposite him with an indescribable look. He still hadn't gotten used to Hercule's human appearance, nor could he find their familiar past in those gray-green eyes. The years only left traces on Argos's simulated human body. If he left today and his body disintegrated into dust and ashes, the blood, rain, wind and frost of half a century in the Universe of Paranormal would become a dream.

"That was a nightmare."

He said.

**

For Argos, October 13, 2101 AD was an extremely ordinary day. That day happened to be Friday, which seemed a bit unlucky in some cultural backgrounds. However, in this era of declining morals, no one actually cares about the traditions of the older generation decades ago.

He did not go to the headquarters of the Apocalypse Company in Egypt, but went to the space station at the edge of the solar system to meet Vandal Savage. Vandal Savage, one of the pillars of the World Legend Society, nominally manages a foreign trade company, but in fact he goes to those extinct planets to "touch corpses" and collect advanced technology, rare metal materials and cultural knowledge to Earth by various means.

The planetary decomposition spacecraft was invented for this purpose. Although people can only plunder the wealth of the dead according to regulations, if the expeditioners really accidentally destroy other planets that have not reached the end, ordinary people on Earth will not know, and the rulers will not waste their sense of justice to blame anything.

Everyone knows this tacitly-it will be finished sooner or later. What is the difference between dying in our hands and dying in the end of the world?

Vandal Savage has not been back for many years.

The universe is gradually losing its temperature, deep and vast. It is easy for navigators to get lost in an endless and silent grave. Sometimes, a small fleet has been gone for more than ten years without any news. People assume that they will never come back. Therefore, Savage's welcome ceremony was quite warm this time. As one of the representatives of mankind, Argus had to come out and say a few good words in front of the media, and then close the door and talk to the other party about the changes on the earth.

For Argus, when talking about this topic, Hercule Hugo is unavoidable. At that time, the detective only had the surname Hugo, and Argus did not often use it when he was outside. When he used "he" to refer to a person, people who knew him could understand who he was talking about.

It's just that Vandal Savage has been out of contact for too long. Even if he starts to cram information as soon as he approaches the earth, he can't make up for this kind of secretive information of Apocalypse Company.

So this Neanderthal who has lived for tens of thousands of years asked very straightforwardly: "Who is Hugo?"

Argus was stuck for a moment and found it difficult to explain the importance of Hercule to others.

Finally, AI threw a stack of information to the Neanderthal, letting him understand it for himself.

Savage finished reading and said, "He can't be trusted."

Argos subconsciously put on a disdainful expression of "Of course I know what nonsense you are talking about." Before he could speak, Savage repeated with a half-smile: "He can't be trusted, Argos. Do you have any misunderstandings about humans?"

"I understand your obsession with the golden age, but the dog chairman probably didn't tell you, or He doesn't know either - only the devil is willing to cooperate with the devil. You and I, all of us were called criminals a hundred years ago. If you really expect that to be a spark, he will only set a fire to burn hell clean."

Argos restrained his emotions.

Savage looked at him for a while, turned his head indifferently: "But it's too late for me to say these now. Wait and see, it will be a nightmare."

Facts have proved that primitive people do have their own unique perspectives, and Vandal Savage is absolutely right.

October 13th is not a day chosen casually. The first day Hercule Hugo woke up in the paradise on earth was October 13 of that year. After more than 40 years, Argus would not remember the detective's "birthday", but he would remember the betrayal and heavy blow he suffered on that day.

Not long after he parted with Savage, he saw the fire through his "eyes" on Earth.

Countless huge burning fireballs streaked across the star tracks, like an abstract painting casually painted by an artist on paper. They illuminated the sky of the northern hemisphere as if it were daytime. People who knew nothing about miracles took to the streets and raised their mobile devices to take pictures, thinking it was an unreported meteor shower.

Only a very few people were almost scared crazy by the changes in the sky, because they knew what those fireballs were originally -

They were the eyes of Argos.

The base stations of Brother Eye cover an area of ​​millions of square kilometers, equivalent to the entire Australia. No one knows where this true planetary ruler hides his life core. It is only said that every satellite in the universe is his sight overlooking the surface of the earth. Now they are controlled and shot down, forming a golden belt of ruins above the equator, and finally becoming a grand sky fire that embellishes the night.

Argos did not rush back, because he knew very well: it was too late.

He imagined how Hercule Hugo found his hidden base station from an unknown corner, like stabbing a cold iron into his soft abdomen, it searched and dug in his flesh and blood, bringing an illusory but fierce pain. He could feel that his database was being torn apart at this moment, exposed to Hercule's eyes, and those secret records and images had nowhere to hide...

But the other party would also pay a price.

Argus sat in the space station with his eyes closed. No one dared to disturb him, so he could not see a drop of something that was not sure whether it was sweat or tears sliding down his stiff cheek and dripping on the collar of his shirt.

Come on, come on, get closer to me.

He lay dormant and patient until he caught the electrical signal extending from Hercule's body-

Thousands of miles away on the surface of the earth, Hercule sat in a corner of the Argus (Brother Eye) base station, holding a computer in his hand. He was dressed very formally, as if he had just left an important occasion. Only the old cross that replaced his head seemed a little out of place.

Morgan's voice, which was not very clear due to the poor signal, came from beside him: "Hugo... hurry... we can't hold on for too long... Argos will find out..."

"Wait a little longer." He said calmly, "I need to copy Argos' satellite database. This is the only chance."

"I can't wait any longer." Morgan said, "I have to retreat as soon as possible..."

"It's okay, Morgan."

Hercules held the computer tightly, not in a hurry at all, "I received the rendezvous address, you don't have to wait for me. Give me another five minutes, and I can--"

A bright knife light suddenly flashed on the ceiling.

Hercules' voice stopped abruptly. He raised his left hand a little confused and stroked the screen in front of him with his thumb. Through the reflection, he saw that his whole body was physically split into two halves.

The cold metal weapon with a chill cut him from head to toe, and even the right side of the cross was broken in half.

Hercule felt the pain belatedly. The pain was so intense that it did not come from the body, but directly acted on the brain nerves, as if someone was cutting back and forth on his bones with an electric saw. He knew without looking that the main body in the nutrient chamber was struggling involuntarily. The two wires connecting the chamber wall and the brain were cut off and slid weakly into the depths of the water.

He could no longer spare the energy to control his body, so the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard in the dusty and empty base station.

Morgan called him several times, and Hercule took a long time to come back to his senses. He knew that this was Argos' revenge, and he was also sure that Argos was not on Earth at the moment, and there were limits to what he could do. If he had not stayed in the other's "chest" for a short time, he would have been able to leave intact this time.

But Argos' database was too important, and it was worth paying a certain price to get close.

He glanced at the computer that fell to the ground, smashed it with a punch, and then completely cut off contact with Morgan. Now we can't let Apocalypse find Morgan... and his own mission has been completed.

**

"You can't imagine how much loss I have suffered. What I just described is just the tip of the iceberg." Argus said in the pyramid, "The turmoil, investigation and subsequent chain reactions within Apocalypse are countless, and all I got were the remains of your body that you abandoned. It took me a long time to calm down my anger, and Morgan Stark took the cross from me again."

"Is she a friend you really interact with? Or another unfortunate person you used?"

Hercules smiled: "It makes me feel a little guilty to say that you once sincerely regarded me as a companion."

Argus snorted coldly, with half-true and half-false anger on his face.

"I am just one of your prisoners, and that can be regarded as a successful jailbreak." Hercules said, "But you spent time and energy to shoot down half of the satellites in the 21st century just to repeat the past ten years ago?"

Argus replied: "Humans rely on eyes to find light, and I don't need them anymore."