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“The logistics department also considered this,” Louis nodded. “So we expanded the scope and area of ​​the deployment, even setting up stabilizing anchors in the Pearl Beach area, which was publicly announced as a ‘subspace erosion prevention exercise’.”

“Clever,” Li Zhanyi stroked his chin. “This way they’ll probably think we’re just taking precautions against the W weapon, and won’t realize too early that we already know the coordinates of the W weapon.”

"This is the preliminary preparation work."

After Louis finished speaking, Lin Chen continued reading.

Operation Whaling, involving the following departments: Deep Diving Section 1 & 2, Rapid Response Section 1 & 2 & 3, Armed Forces Section 2 & 3, Logistics Support Section, Containment Section 2...

"Absolutely amazing." Lin Chen nodded. "Why is the Deep-Sea Diving Division also here?"

"A multi-dimensional pincer attack strategy, do you understand?"

A rough and bold voice came from behind. Lin Chen turned around and saw Bruce walking quickly towards him.

He wasn't wearing a deep-sea suit, which made his gait look a bit uncoordinated, like an astronaut who had just landed.

“The Utopia we captured will come in handy now,” he said. “The Orca can use this thing to construct… well, it’s like opening a portal, allowing us to quickly and directly reach the subspace where the ‘Whale Nest’ is located.”

"Subspace?" Lin Chen blinked.

“Yes, Jürgen calculated a crucial detail: like the Ideal State, the W weapon needs to remain partially in the subspace. As long as we can lock onto the coordinates, we can attack it from the subspace dimension.”

"So, your task is to go in, mark our coordinates, and then wait for us to destroy the W weapon," Bruce said lazily.

"Very imaginative!" Li Zhanyi nodded repeatedly.

"How do we get into the whale nest?" Lin Chen asked.

“The whale nest is located 3532 meters below the surface, which is about 351 atmospheres of pressure. Even if someone were to swim at that depth, they would be compressed into a bloody mist,” Louis said. “To reach that depth, we need a deep-sea manned submersible.”

“But we can’t send them all down by submersible; that would make them too much of a target and easily spotted by the ‘whale nest’.”

"Therefore, this operation will be spearheaded by the Rapid Response Section 1, led by Section Chief Jiang."

"You will descend to the whale nest aboard a deep-sea manned submersible, don subspace suits, perform an extravehicular activity (EVA), enter the whale nest, and then use the door opener—"

Louis took out a door opener, the same model as the one Zuo Xia had.

“Open the portal for us.”

“It’s feasible,” Lin Chen nodded. “However, how do we get into the whale’s nest? At this depth, a direct assault is probably not advisable.”

At this moment, a deep voice came from behind Lin Chen:

“I will assist you with my psychic knowledge.”

He turned his head and saw a tall figure in black mechanical armor standing behind him.

"Black Sword, Municipal Security Bureau," Black Sword introduced himself, "I am here on behalf of the mayor to cooperate with you all."

......

Chapter 138 Overnight (Fifth and Sixth Updates)

Municipal Security Bureau, Mayor.

The moment Lin Chen caught these keywords, he remembered that mysterious text message:

Let him handle it.

At the time, he guessed that the text message came from the mayor—after all, the "Mirage City" was the one that the mayor had hung in the lobby, and he was probably an insider when it came to the "ghosts of history."

If this inference is correct, then this assistant from the "Municipal Security Bureau" must also know Lin Chen's identity.

“I’ve heard a lot about you,” Black Sword said in a deep voice. “They say you’re Leon S. Kennedy, is that true?”

"It's fake," Lin Chen thought, finding the guy quite humorous. "How do you plan to help us get into the whale nest?"

"With my psychic knowledge."

As Black Sword spoke, he drew his longsword from his back with a speed too fast for the naked eye to perceive, and slashed down with a flourish—

"Sizzle!"

The grayish-white cracks blossomed open, overflowing with tadpole-shaped specks of light, startling the surrounding staff who made all sorts of strange noises.

Lin Chen stared at the crack without changing his expression, but was slightly startled inside.

That's more like it... Pretty cool.

Seeing that Lin Chen didn't react, Black Sword seemed quite satisfied.

He sheathed the black mechanical knight's sword on his back, and with a flick of his wrist, the grayish-white crack disappeared.

“Once we reach the outer wall of the whale's nest, I can take you inside,” Black Sword said.

"Understood," Lin Chen nodded. "Then I'll trouble you."

"Ah."

Black Sword sized up Lin Chen for a while longer before turning around and walking away into the distance.

Looking at the cyborg's tall back, Lin Chen remained calm, but his mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts.

He understood what the appearance of this "black sword" meant: the mayor was beginning to intervene.

This is almost equivalent to the F Council's involvement on the Foundation's side.

The Investigation Bureau is subordinate to the Yudu Municipal Government. The struggle between the Investigation Bureau and the Foundation is essentially a game between the Yudu Municipal Government and the Foundation.

Both sides are trying to gain control of Yudu, and now the power struggle has entered a critical phase.

This secret war hidden beneath the city will reach its climax with the departure of the top officials on both sides.

The situation will only get worse.

"..."

Next, Lin Chen followed Lucy to B5 to learn about the deep-sea submersible they would be riding in that night, the "Neptune".

Beside the dock, he and Li Zhanyi tried on the subspace deep-sea armor and figured out some of its basic functions.

The morning passed quickly.

After lunch, Lin Chen said goodbye to Li Zhanyi, put on his raincoat, and rode his electric bike to Tiejiao District.

He still has some things to arrange.

"..."

On the shore, Lin Chen stood alone beside his electric scooter, his hands in his pockets.

The rain wasn't heavy; it pattered against the plastic raincoat, and had an excellent calming effect.

After waiting for a while, Lin Chen heard panting sounds coming from behind him.

"Ha...you've come all this way, kid. My lunch break isn't long..."

Lin Chen turned around and looked at the man who was rushing over with an umbrella:

"Brother Hao".

At first glance, Lin Chen was actually a little surprised, because Brother Hao was no longer wearing the chef's uniform, but had changed into the supervisor's uniform.

"You've been promoted to supervisor?" Lin Chen asked.

“Yeah,” Hao Ge said, a hint of pride appearing on his tired face. “Ha, you know what, this is all thanks to you guys.”

"Thanks to us?"

"Didn't I knock that bald guy out of the water back then?" Brother Hao clenched his fist and gestured. "I was thinking, 'I'm done for, I'm doomed. If they find out, I'll probably get crippled by those guys.' So after you left, I was already planning to run away."

"Who knew the security cameras were broken that day! Nobody saw what happened! Did you guys do this?"

“Yes,” Lin Chen nodded, “we promised to protect our informants.”

"Sigh! I knew it!" Brother Hao clapped his hands. "I just pretended nothing happened, and then that idiot supervisor got into trouble after he woke up."

"Are you in trouble?"

"Afterwards, the Waldaf Hotel checked the records and realized that your infiltration method relied on food and the kitchen!" Brother Hao laughed. "So the supervisor was held accountable. I heard that at first, they were going to deduct his salary, since he failed to detect your infiltration, which led to this incident."

"And guess what? This idiot insisted that he found you! But he was knocked unconscious, so he couldn't stop you!"

"Now, no matter what connections he has at the hotel, snap, this guy was dragged to the back alley, beaten up, and then kicked out of Waldaugh."

This poor guy... Lin Chen suddenly felt speechless.

No wonder he got in through connections; he has absolutely no sense of workplace survival. Sometimes he should just shirk responsibility when necessary, so no one knows he failed...

"But how did you become a supervisor again?" Lin Chen asked, puzzled.

“Because I provided the clue about the laxative,” Brother Hao smiled slyly. “Anyway, you guys have already run away, so I took the initiative to ‘discover’ the laxative in the wine glass and fruit plate, which is equivalent to doing a good deed.”

“Smart, Brother Hao,” Lin Chen nodded, “This gives you an opportunity to climb the ladder.”

"Oh dear, that bag, even if it draws blood when the opportunity comes, you absolutely mustn't let go!"

Brother Hao looked radiant.

"All in all, things are pretty good now. I'm managing people quite well. The guys in the kitchen have a lot of complaints about the previous supervisor, so they're quite supportive of me. Things will only get better... By the way, what brings you here today?"

"There's something I'd like to ask you," Lin Chen said.

"What's up? You've helped me so much, leave it to me." Brother Hao thumped his chest.

"If I don't call you tomorrow, please look after Huihui for me," Lin Chen said.

Upon hearing those words, Brother Hao's expression froze.

He stared at Lin Chen for a while, then took two steps forward and grabbed his hand.

"Kid, what are you doing?" A hint of panic appeared on the middle-aged man's face. "Don't scare me, okay? What are you trying to do by talking to me like that?"

"I need to go out of town to take care of some business," Lin Chen said.

After saying this, Lin Chen suddenly felt a pang of heartache: the man had said the same thing to Litty before he left for America. He pretended to be nonchalant, but he probably already knew that his actions in helping the investigation bureau would get him into trouble, right?

Professor Jürgen still chose to help the Bureau of Investigation without hesitation, just as Lin Chen insisted on going to Whale Nest tonight.

If Professor Jürgen doesn't do this, Litty will have no future.

If Lin Chen doesn't do this, Yudu will have no future.

Huihui will have no future either.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious," Lin Chen said with a smile, patting Hao Ge on the shoulder. "The people from the Investigation Bureau will also help take care of Huihui. It's just that some things can't always be handled by government officials. If Huihui encounters any problems in her life later, such as no one going to parent-teacher conferences, no one picking her up when it rains, or having problems getting along with classmates and getting upset, she will need an elder to help her."

"This doesn't seem like a small matter..." Brother Hao murmured, "Are you going to be gone for so long?"

"I can only trust you, Brother Hao," Lin Chen said softly.

Hao Ge and Lin Chen stared at each other for a while, and finally nodded vigorously.

“Damn, don’t worry,” he said, “but to be honest, how can a roughneck like me take care of a young girl? You have to come back, you know? Come back safely. You haven’t had my cooking in a long time since that incident, have you? When you come back, I’ll cook you a whole feast at Waldough! I’ll make sure everything is taken care of!”

"Okay." Lin Chen smiled.

He got on his electric bike, pulled up the hood of his raincoat, turned around and waved to Brother Hao.

Goodbye, Brother Hao.

Goodbye! See you on your own, kid!

Hao Ge watched Lin Chen ride away on his electric bike, his gaze somewhat dazed, until the small electric bike disappeared into the rain before he came back to his senses.

The boy who used to deliver takeout on the street has grown up so much.

However, it all happened overnight.

......

When Lin Chen returned to the Investigation Bureau, it was already past four in the afternoon.

Before that, he rode his electric bike aimlessly through the streets of the rainy city, like that bewildered deliveryman, feeling the drizzle pattering on his face.

It's as if my life after joining the Bureau of Investigation was all a dream.

This dream began with that oil painting.

"..."

In the lobby of the Investigation Bureau, Lin Chen stood in front of the elevator, looking up at the "Mirage City".

The frenzied brushstrokes depict a hurricane that cleanses the world, a city falling apart, and a figure standing alone, facing the hurricane.

Mirage City, Hurricane.