Chapter 409: Attacking the Ship
Chapter 409 of "Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!" opens presenting twists: Chapter 409: Chapter 409: Attacking the ShipUsing a spatial artifact rashly would draw the governmentâs... Keep following!
Chapter 409: Chapter 409: Attacking the ShipUsing a spatial artifact rashly would draw the governmentâs attention, hence entering and exiting the Lower City district was still best done through the surrounding streetsâthe interior of the Lower City district had some places set up with special items, but the outside didnât, and it was impossible to cover so many areas.
When the number of people entering and exiting increased, those with higher evolution rates who had communicated with the lookouts under Brother Jing became especially conspicuous.
In the past two days, they had gathered in batches, and in the following two days departed in batches, though there were more people leaving than entering.
The more targets there were, the higher the chances of exposing the true situation, especially when Xu Huo randomly chose two people to track and discovered that they had contacted the docks through separate channels, he knew what those people were up to.
Moreover, while tracking, he found that someone from the city hall was covertly paying attention to the docks. Of course, it was a very inconspicuous person appearing near the docks, but that person evidently knew his tracking targets, which implicated at least three factions in this affair.
The Lower City district, the city hall, and the Rongxin Group.
By now, he could almost confirm that this was likely a setup. He was a new player without any foundations and could sniff out city hall influences just from tracking Lower City players. The Rongxin Group should not have been oblivious to the winds. They had dealt with several leakers beforehand and were making dispatches at the docks, staging everything out in the open.
The crowd from the Lower City district was probably just cannon fodder, but it was unclear whether a player like Madame Butterfly would get involved.
After spending a hefty sum to rent a remote flying device, Xu Huo discussed the matter with Madame Butterfly, who after consideration said, "You know as well that the recent cargo arriving at the docks is not weaponry, right?"
He was uncertain of her sources, but Xu Huoâs guess was based on Rongxin Groupâs movements. The people sent to kill him were from city hall, but those who came after to track him were the Rongxin Groupâs leakers. Whether the city hall had a hand in between was still uncertain.
"Iâm not in a position to meddle in this scenario, but I can join in the excitement," she said.
Madame Butterfly gave him a deep look, "I also want to know if your guess is right. The city hallâs people robbing the Rongxin Group?"
"Itâs not necessarily city hall that wants to rob them," Xu Huo replied, turning back to face her. "By your expression, the transaction dates arenât recent."
Madame Butterfly narrowed her eyes, "Youâre quite capable. So, when do you guess they will transact?"
"If you have no clue, how could I possibly know?" Xu Huo said with a smile.
Madame Butterfly, annoyed that she couldnât get a rise out of him, took the driverâs seat first. As soon as he got on, the car door wasnât even securely closed before the vehicle burst out like a caged beast.
Zone 011 had strict regulatory control over flying devices, and all civilian flying machinery had set control distances. Even if they wanted to observe remotely via a flying device, Xu Huo and she had to go to the sea or a coastal area.
It was Madame Butterfly who chose the location; she drove straight into the sea, heading towards the direction of the sea station.
"Since weâre unclear about the specific timing of the Lower City groupâs move, wouldnât going too early mean just drifting at sea aimlessly?" Xu Huo asked her, in good spirits.
"Duke Tal is invited by the Rongxin Group to receive a batch of donated supplies from other districts tonight," Madame Butterfly stopped the car on the sea.
Government base vehicles were amphibious, designed for land, sea, and air. The vehicle had hovering devices below; just by opening up the car, it could hover steadily on the water surface.
"Itâs exactly like you said, Rongxin Group has dug a pit just waiting for people to fall in; this is the perfect opportunity," said Madame Butterfly as she instructed him to release the flying instrument.
At this location, a certain distance from both the station and the shipping lane, after the flying instrument took off, she took out something that resembled a rain cover and draped it over the vehicle, which immediately became invisible on the spot.
"This thing only works on objects; only when we are inside the vehicle can we not be seen from the outside. Itâs best not to go out."
Xu Huo nodded and controlled the flying instrument to fly to the farthest and highest position, then switched on the automatic flight button, allowing it to circle above the sea on its own.
Neither of them was inclined to talk much, and in silence, they waited until late at night when finally a ship set sail from the harbor heading toward the station.
The latest technology-enhanced ship was both beautiful and practical. It sped through the water like a speedboat, creating huge waves that traveled from the shipping lane all the way to the car, causing the vehicle to be pushed nearly a hundred meters further away by the roiling sea, while the flying instrument automatically retreated a hundred meters after detecting the signal.
"The boat will probably be quite the spectacle later; itâs a pity we canât get front-row seats," Madame Butterfly remarked.
Xu Huo understood; by now, everyone who was supposed to board the ship had already done so.
The Rank-B cruise ship Hero, owned by Rongxin Group, had just finished taking on cargo. Twenty large boxes were transferred to the rear compartment. Duke Tal ordered someone to bring over wine and toasting the man in a trench coat and cowboy hat opposite him, he said, "Didnât expect you to be the only one to deliver the goods. Iâve taken charge of the goods. Your task is complete, and you can now relax on the ship."
The man in the cowboy hat drained his cup in one gulp and set it down. He didnât speak; his exposed hands and face were covered in something black, making his appearance very blurry.
Duke Tal didnât mind and nodded toward an elderly man next to him.
The old man lifted his hand, and several scantily clad women emerged from the cabin and surrounded the man in the cowboy hat.
The deck quickly livened up as the cruise ship turned around to return to port. Duke Talâs elderly companion left for a few minutes and came back, lowering his voice and said, "Apart from the boxes we just checked, we canât open the others."
"The complete key is with Meni; just hand over the goods to him, and donât worry about the rest," Duke Tal said, hugging a very attractive woman affectionately, utterly unconcerned by the old manâs words, and waving him away with a hand.
The old manâs countenance darkened, and he returned back inside the cabin. He had just taken out his communicator when the cruise ship suddenly braked hard.
"Whatâs going on?" Duke Tal, having avoided an embarrassing fall thanks to his bodyguards, regained his footing and immediately demanded, "Check the cruise ship right away!"
On board the ship, apart from Rong Xinâs players, there was also the city hall squad led by the old man. They were all players, and they reacted quickly to the emergency. A few of them disappeared like shadows from the deck, and in the next instant appeared in the pilot house and rear deck, aiming to take control of these two locations as quickly as possible.
"Why did the ship stop?" a white-haired player questioned the captain.
"The controller has malfunctioned; Iâm going to check the connectors outside," the captain said as he stepped out of his personal control cabin and hurried down the corridor. However, as he passed by the white-haired player, he seemed to accidentally brush against the playerâs clothes. Subsequently, the white-haired playerâs clothing seemed to come to life, suddenly tightening around him. The edges of the clothing quickly spun into threads, wrapping tightly around his neck!
The white-haired player, wearing blue gloves, patted himself down, and his outer coat and pants along with the separating threads, all froze solid. He then waved his hand to freeze the bullets flying in from all directions and commanded, "These arenât crew members; take them out!"