Chapter 2322: Omen of the Darkness (32)

Chapter 2322 The Omen of the Odd to the Dark Thirty-two
After listening to that speech, no matter how angry Mr. Beddyville was originally, he had to suppress the anger in his heart and tell the facts in front of the child: "Yes. You have to help."
"That's good~!" Obert said with his tail.
"But you," Biddyville walked over and took the cat's face back and forth: "Bad boy, said that you want to stay in a safe place, you don't listen. The battlefield is very dangerous, do you know? If you know the light What if the combat module is sunk?! The adults can still find a way to escape. Are you planning to sink with the boat?!"
"Even if you fly, isn't escape more efficient than you?" Ober showed two small wings and smiled. This little devil is not afraid of fear.
"In short, the forbidden foot is extended for another week!" Bettiville slammed the face of the little tiger.
"Hey! I can see that there is a lot of help!" Obert's face showed a variety of funny appearances in Bedieville's hands, but there was no repentance at all.
"That's another thing! Give you up to three days!"
"That is a four-day ban?"
"No. The ban on one week is calculated after the reduction of the sentence, and it has been reduced to you! So it is still a week!"
"Do not--!"
"And, where is this [button] coming from?" Biddyville asked: "It is impossible to change a [button] out of thin air. There is an aunt who tells you, would you please help me? "
"From the little black." Obert replied without thinking: "Just stuck on his collar."
"Little black?" Hearing this, Biddyville frowned: "Is it a fake black monster, or is it really black?"
"Of course it's a real little black cockroach. Kate has this [button] when he comes back with a little black."
Bedieville remembered that Obert had been holding the cat since he was just playing, and it was estimated that it was discovered at that time. Or, it is that [button] opened the communication and took the initiative to contact Ober. The kitten was taken along with Kate when he went to the medical examination. He strolled around the battleships of Great Britain and could have been touched by countless people. Who is installing the communicator on his collar, there is no way to trace it. The only clue is that this person has the right to freely move on the warships of Great Britain.
"The same channel, but disguised as a double-encrypted communication of noise." I don't know when the gunman Nat also came to the deck. He might have listened to their conversations for more than half, and couldn't help but interrupt: "This is the technology of Old Germanic, it seems to be called [ghostwhisper] communication technology."
"Is this possible?"
"Possibly," Nat took the small button from Bediwell's hand and looked at it carefully. "From the other side of the communicator, it is a communication wave that is exactly the same as the communication channel we use, but it is very hidden. Well, it is transmitted in the form of low-volume noise. The communicator here has a decoding device that re-encodes the bass noise into a voice that can be heard normally, and only transmits it in this specific communicator. This will achieve a hidden effect. No matter how strong the signal detection capability of a base is, it will generally ignore the bass [noise] in the same communication channel, thinking that it is only a signal disturbance between various instruments. The bass noise from the original communication is actually a whisper of the other party's power - just like the ghost is whispering."
"Why do you have to be so complicated?" Bedieville groaned.
"The reason is very simple. The communicator does not want his own whereabouts to be detected. If you switch to another channel for incoming communication, Miss Eve can intercept the communication in an instant, and even trace the communication source in reverse. Even if the communication content cannot be deciphered, It will at least cause us to be alert, let us know that there are third-party communications coming in."
"But the other person seems to be helping me," Biddeville was even more confused. "If you just want to help, is it necessary to turn around? Directly incoming communication, telling me the necessary information, isn't it?"
Nat laughed, and the mechanical face showed a very strange and scary smile: "You are sure that the other person is going to help you, and it is unconditional, there is no other attempt?"
Even if he is, he is conditionally helping Bettiville. It is impossible for a person to give help to another person unconditionally. Sometimes a person is on the surface, and there may be another plan in the back. God knows what he is planning? !
Do not. Perhaps the purpose of that guy has already reached it.
Originally, the Egyptian government did not pay such attention to the [Sunday of the Sun God] in Bediville's hand, but only some insatiable officials wanted to extort money from the werewolf youth. They have no evidence and no reason to ask Bedyville to return to this Egyptian national treasure. The situation is completely different now. When Bediville reveals the true power of [the sun of the sun] in front of so many people, the Egyptian government will not sit idly by. The artifact that hides such a huge lethality can be left in the hands of foreigners like Bediville. In love, Egypt will try to recycle [Japanese] in the name of "national treasure."
Bedieville did not know what the "trial" that Prince Said had mentioned, but it is estimated that there will be a series of troubles in the future due to this [Sun God of the Sun].
Is it calculated?
auzw.com Despite this, Bedieville can't regret it, and even feels worth it. At that time, he only used [the sun of the sun god] to avoid further deterioration of the war, and to protect thousands of people in Cairo. Even if it was known that it was calculated, Bedyville would still jump into the same pit.
"So," Biddiville smashed his head: "The only clue is that [the man is a woman]."
Speaking of this, not only Nat, but Vivian and Paramitis are shaking their heads.
The other party is not necessarily a woman, because there is something like a voice changer. The other party really wants to hide the identity, directly use the voice changer to become a female voice, and then talk to Ober. The tiger man and the boy stupidly called the man to be an aunt. Maybe the aunt’s voice was followed by a uncle who was unshaven. Considering that the other party's acting style is so sneaky and even insidious, it is not surprising that he uses a voice changer.
"Okay, don't care." Biddyville sighed: "No matter what kind of purpose the guy is contacting me, in short, the guy is not worthy of trust. Eve, you can't control this. Communicator?"
"It uses a channel that is exactly the same as our communication channel. It is mistaken for us to be our communicator and cannot detect it." Eve analyzed emotionally: "Unless we put our communication channel to a very short time The cycle has changed dramatically and remains unoccupied. But I don't recommend it, which can be confusing for the communication system."
"Give up, little Beddy." Paramitis smiled funnyly.
"Hey."
At this time, the Dawning's combat module has returned to the Red Sea stone pillar forest, and began to dock with the living module left there. The ship made a wonderful low-pitched sound, changing its shape. At this time, there were also many Knights of the Great Britain Knights who drove the iron ride back. Biddiville was able to see the knights waving to the Twilight. Considering that the ship saved the entire Cairo today, it deserves the praise of these people.
"Wow~! Cool!!" Obert was excited to see the deformation of the sand boat, his eyes sparkling.
"If you have deformed, have you seen it before?" Biddivil asked helplessly. The outside wind was big, he wanted to bring the little tiger back to the cabin, but when he saw the little guy look excited, he knew that the plan was not feasible.
"Before it was dismantling, now it is fit! Big brother said, fit is a man's romance!" Obert said with a smirk, his hands in a meaningless gesture.
"What the hell" Biddyville whispered. However, his mind suddenly flashed a picture, his son Husky used a toy robot to disassemble the assembled, assembled and then opened picture. The same is the excitement of the stroke, the same is to take the toy to run around, a look of Lotte. It may be that the cartoons are much more interesting, and now the children are keen to play robot toys - it is childish and cute.
In which corner of the world does Husky do now? He still has a toy, silly smile? Does he still remember his father's ratio?
Thinking of this, Bedieville’s heart was sour, and he did not reveal his feelings on his face.
"Uncle Wolf, can your ship become a huge robot?" Little Tiger interrupted Bedieville's memories: "If you can become a robot and wave a giant dripping sword, you are not very handsome." ?"
"What kind of ghost is the ship's sword?" Biddier replied with a smile: "This is just a transport ship, and it is impossible to have that function."
Only a whimsical fool will join a warship to join melee weapons.
"The combat module of this ship can be extended out of the robot arm for operation, and it is feasible to swing the weapon -" Eve inserted it inappropriately.
"Cool!" The little tiger took another sentence.
"Eve, don't marry him!" The Werewolf youth angered. This broken artificial intelligence does not move your mind. Is this really artificial intelligence, not artificial mental retardation?
Boom! In the collision of a metal tight joint, the Twilight took less than ten minutes to re-dock. It has changed back to the original big sand ship, as always, majestic. Bediville even saw the ship's green area rising from the bottom of the deck, and the deck immediately turned into a garden with a pleasant view.
"It’s really laid back." Nath said, turning and going to the cabin.
"Where are you going?" Biddyville asked. Just ask a lot of words.
"Bath and sleep."
"Does the robot still need a bath?" Biddivil asked curiously. "Is it not afraid of rust?"
"When I was fighting, I had a lot of blood on the enemy. If I didn't rinse it, they would smell bad sooner or later." Nat goes farther and farther: "This skeleton will rust, should you not be serious? Yes, you are too stupid."
"Even day! Super ~ He ~ gold ~ machine ~ device ~ person ~!" Obert whispered excitedly there: "Super ~ Cool ~!"
Beddyville suddenly felt a sense of disengagement.