My lover is this organization

Chapter 270 Bunker Facility Two-in-One

No one could have imagined that there would be such a large space deep underground in the Suzuki Tower.

Curacao, who was sitting in the car, only felt his body suddenly lighten, and the ground under the car directly sank down, and slowly descended with the sound of the hydraulic press running.

At the same time, bright white light shines up from below, forming backlight.

It turns out that the so-called underground private parking lot is just an appearance. Its real function is to cover up the huge facilities under the Suzuki Tower and connect the surface and underground facilities, like a vertical elevator.

And because the structure is different from that of traditional cable-suspended elevators, the lifting platform lowered from the underground garage is raised and lowered by two vertical steel rails on the left and right that are dozens of meters high, with the tracks reflecting a cold metallic luster running between them.

And now they are on this lifting platform!

Qin Wuque pressed the control switch to lower the car window, and the faint smell of air freshener suddenly rushed into the car with the wind. It was not only really fresh, but also very cool.

This is very abnormal.

As we all know, in buildings located underground, no matter how ventilated the structure is, there will inevitably be a strange smell. The most typical examples are underground parking lots in shopping malls and subway stations.

Not only does it smell bad, but it can also make people dizzy and irritable if you smell it for a long time.

But... these bastards have even installed central air conditioning and ventilation systems, and turned them on at maximum power.

Wow, so you know the electricity bill is paid by the Suzuki Group and you don’t have to pay, so you just use it as much as possible?

Qin Wuque retreated tactically in his mind.

As for Curacao beside him, he was completely stunned.

She opened the car window and looked down curiously and cautiously.

There is a huge space underneath, divided into two floors. The upper floor is an elliptical circular terrace, on which are neatly parked supercars of various shapes and styles.

The lower level is a simple ground with several explosion-proof vans parked there. Researchers in white coats are busy coming and going under the direction of a child also in a white coat, unloading boxes of tightly packed goods from the vans, carefully placing them on carts, and then pushing them away one by one.

Looking at the cautious and meticulous movements, it seems that the box contains nothing else but a pyramid built with playing cards. A delicate balance is maintained between the playing cards, and money will be deducted if they are turned over.

when!

The lifting platform landed with a loud bang amidst the loud sound of metal fitting together. A small but noticeable vibration was transmitted through the ground. The busy researchers turned their heads one after another and saw their boss getting out of the car, accompanied by a beautiful white-haired girl they had never seen before.

Everyone has a gossipy heart, but not the big mecha masters. They don't care about that. They only care about how to create more waaaaagh weapons.

"You guys go about your business, I'll come over to take a look." Qin Wuque waved.

The big machine masters looked at each other, nodded, and then immediately restored order and continued their respective work, showing the professionalism of the team.

The only one who came over was the bunker's chief.

"Boss," he said.

Qin Wuque hummed: "What's the situation now?"

"The situation..." The person in charge hesitated and his eyes fell on Curacao.

"It's okay, go ahead." Qin Wuque didn't care.

"Yes." The person in charge nodded. "The equipment has basically arrived, including the control console and combat planning center for space-based kinetic weapons. They have been debugged. The space-based artillery has been moved to the low-Earth orbit directly above Japan under the adjustment of Noah's Ark. It can be launched at any time. However, due to the height limit of the parking lot entrance, some larger armed vehicles cannot be stored in the facility."

"Well, let's talk while we walk." Qin Wuque made a gesture to follow me.

Curacao, who was already a little reserved, hurriedly followed him, with her beautiful hands clasped in front of her, walking on high heels and small steps behind Qin Wuque, looking like a beautiful, shy female secretary with a thin skin.

So the three of them passed through the security gate and entered the real "inside" of the underground facility.

Compared with the real interior, the area before the lift could only be considered a porch, or at best a living room.

Huge passage.

The left-hand side is made up entirely of ventilation equipment the size of the front wall, with neatly parallel air guide blades hanging down like the corners of a washboard, slowly delivering fresh, dry cool air into the facility.

As for the right side, there is a large glass wall with an inverted trapezoidal slope from top to bottom. Below the glass wall, more researchers are busy working.

They were so focused that they didn't notice anyone walking diagonally above them.

And above their heads was a horizontal narrow corridor bridge connecting the main passage... and another security door.

The small screen on the security door is labeled in English, which translates to - Operational Planning Center.

"The basic facilities are almost ready now. It should be finished today. The rest are just some trivial matters." The person in charge said as he walked to the left of Qin Wuque, "It will take about two more days at most."

"Two days." Qin Wuque calculated in his mind, "So what exactly do you mean by trivial matters..."

"For example, your private lounge, boss." said the person in charge.

"Oh, there's really no rush." ​​Qin Wuque agreed.

He didn't live in the facility anyway.

"The next one is the Suzuki Foundation." The person in charge continued, "I have already communicated with the Suzuki Foundation. The Suzuki Foundation's current progress is deliberately delayed. If we need to rush the work, it can be completed within three days, and it will take at most another week before the opening ceremony."

"Then we have plenty of time and there is no need to rush." ​​Qin Wuque was relieved.

"Yes."

After reporting everything, the bunker manager returned to the elevator hall to continue directing the work.

Qin Wuque walked through the main passage and crossed the corridor bridge to the door of the combat planning center.

The security door was actually open, and the words on the door had also changed from the rigid "Operation Planning Center" to "Welcome Brother~", followed by a cute cheering emoticon.

Qin Wuque stopped and took a look, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he walked straight in.

Curacao followed closely behind, seemingly getting into the role of secretary.

Almost at the moment when the two stepped into the combat planning center, a super high-definition screen consisting of five by nine, totaling forty-five 8K screens, facing the door suddenly lit up.

The image of a boy about ten years old appeared on the screen, his tone filled with genuine joy.

"Long time no see, brother, you came to see me."

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I understand. I shouldn't rush before writing. After rushing, I will enter sage mode and have no motivation to write.

Chapter 271 Artificial Intelligence is the U-meh of Humanity!

gan...

Qin Wuque couldn't help but burst into tears when he heard the tone, and he couldn't bear it at all.

To use the words of the silly group members, it looks like a cute artificial intelligence, but its lines sound like a yandere sister who is obsessed with her brother.

"Stop, stop, can you change your skin first..." Qin Wuque covered his face.

"Well - I see, of course it is possible."

The virtual image of Noah's Ark on the screen vividly revealed a thoughtful look. He nodded, and then the super high-definition screen covering the entire wall of the combat planning center dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When it lit up again, the image that appeared on the screen was no longer the artificial intelligence image based on Hiroki Sawada's appearance, but was directly replaced by the appearance of Yoshino from Date A Live.

A loli figure, long blue hair, a green dress with a big bunny hood, and... that shy and reserved expression.

"Oh... Onii-chan, is this okay?" she said cautiously and crisply.

"hiss--"

Qin Wuque took a decisive breath.

Damn, you Noah's Ark, you understand too much. Not only did you change the skin, but you also upgraded the voice pack and even the tone was perfectly restored.

This... compared with a certain tech-savvy girl in Sakurasou, Akasaka Ryunosuke's technical skills are nothing compared to this!

Clifford, you poor idiot, hurry up and get up!

"Shocked." Qin Wuque said from the bottom of his heart.

"In terms of universal rationality, the image of artificial intelligence can indeed be easily changed at any time..."

The screen flashed, and the cute and shy Yoshino disappeared, replaced by the calm and composed Emperor Geo... well, a feminine version.

Dark golden pupils, casually scattered black hair, a mature yet pretty face, and a curvaceous figure.

The upper body is still a windbreaker style, but the lining is no longer a tight shirt, but a faintly visible black silk tights, which makes the beautiful cleavage on the chest appear particularly deep under the black silk filter.

Without pants, the slender legs are wrapped in black stockings of the same color to the middle of the thighs, and the sock openings slightly reveal a little bit of bulge in the flesh.

However, since this image is taken from the secondary creation of netizens on the Internet, there is no corresponding voice pack. The sound source used is the voice of Satomi Akesaka, the voice actor of Esdeath in Akame ga Kill.

In fact, as far as Qin Wuque is concerned, he still prefers Mrs. Mixue's voice, especially the recognizable breathing sound, which can make people feel uncomfortable just by listening to it.

But he still wants to say one thing -

HSO~

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!" Qin Wuque clapped loudly.

“So… Onii-chan, is there anything else you want? I can satisfy you~”

The screen flickered again, and the image of Noah's Ark turned back into the fourth elf in the battle, and the tone suddenly changed from that of a queen to that of a shy little loli.

"Uh, no more."

Qin Wuque slapped his head and suddenly remembered that the purpose of his coming here was not to watch Noah's Ark perform the magic trick.

"By the way, can you help me get a document from the Japanese Public Security Bureau? It's stored in the computer room on the top floor of the Tokyo Public Security Building. It contains a list of undercover agents from various intelligence agencies that have infiltrated the Karasuma Group. I tried to get it myself before, but I was chased by the Dogecoin Public Security Bureau all the way."

"No problem, give me some time."

This time it was the rabbit doll in Yoshino's hand that spoke.

In the original work, this rabbit doll is considered to be another personality of Yoshino, Yoshina. To be more precise, it is a virtual personality that was imagined because of the yearning of Yoshino herself.

Compared to the shy and introverted Yoshino, Yoshina is more cheerful and outgoing. She is confident when communicating with others, but she occasionally says some excessive words.

If you are confident, let's use Yoshina's words to say that artificial intelligence also has its own independent personality?

Qin Wuque thought.

"All right."

While Qin Wuque was still thinking about this and that, the rabbit doll in Shiono's hand spoke again. At the same time, a familiar table scrolled and appeared on the left half of the super large screen. The virtual image of Noah's Ark on the screen humanely stepped back two steps to the right, holding the little rabbit cutely and tilting its head to the left.

The table that appeared on the screen was exactly the undercover list that he and Curacao, who had not yet lost his memory, had found in the computer room on the top floor of the Public Security Building.

However, compared with the form that Curacao wrote down and Qin Wuque recorded with his mobile phone at that time, the form obtained by Noah's Ark was obviously more lengthy and more complete.

Qin Wuque glanced at the progress bar on the right side of the table and his face suddenly turned into an emoticon of an old man on the subway.

"So long……"

"Do we need to send this form to Miss Kurosawa?" asked Noah's Ark.

"Send... go ahead. Oh, remember to send it in my name, otherwise it will probably be ignored by Captain Qin as a spam message." Qin Wuque hesitated for a moment, "Then help me sort out the number of undercover agents in the Japanese branch."

"Done~★"

As soon as he finished speaking, the list of undercover agents on the screen, which had been almost endless, was suddenly reduced to only a few lines, and most of them were changed to "dead" status.

Including but not limited to Isen Hondou, Morobushi Keimitsu, Akai Shuichi, etc...

And currently there are only two people still alive - Amuro Toru (Furiya Rei) and Mizunashi Rena (Hondou Eikai).

"Well, there are only two. It seems that our Japanese branch has done a good job in eliminating undercover agents!" Qin Wuque raised his hand and gestured with a large pistol under his chin, with a subtle expression.

He took the time to glance at Curacao, who had been silent from the beginning, but found that the latter had a confused expression on his face the whole time, and there was no sign of his memory recovering.

Forget it...

Ring~~~Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

Suddenly, the theme song of Mission Impossible sounded in the empty combat planning center.

Qin Wuque subconsciously took out his cell phone from his pocket, looked down and saw that it was Captain Qin calling.

He boldly guessed that it was because of the list just now...

"Wha?" Qin Wuque coughed lightly to build up his courage and answered the phone.

"Hello? Snowflake? Was it you who sent me that list just now?"

Very rarely, the silver-haired beauty's tone, which usually did not contain a trace of emotion, actually contained a hint of exasperation.