Last URL: Belazov has completed his inspection of Dagger Island and the supervision of the research work. Now, it is time for the military representative to leave.
Near the trestle in the bay area of Dagger Island, Professor Myerson, who came to see him off in person, raised his head and looked at the “Haiyan” which was preparing for departure.
The sailors are boarding the ship, the port management personnel are checking the procedures, and the clergymen in robes and holding incense burners are walking around the cables, shaking the incense in their hands gently, while warming the mechanical parts of the ship Saying prayers.
It’s a fine day today.
Standing on the pier, Belazov watched batch after batch of sailors return to the Haiyan, turned to Professor Myerson and said, “Professor, I am very impressed with your research work, but I still need to A word of reminder—the project on Dagger Island is progressing slowly, and some people in the city-state can’t sit still.”
“The order I received is to understand the various properties of the submersible under the premise of safety, try to decipher its material composition, and try to understand the mechanism of its appearance in the next stage,” the old professor said calmly. “Now we are proceeding according to the schedule. If the big figures in the government affairs hall really have ideas, I can try to find the blueprints on the Frost Queen to make the fourth or even the fifth submersible—directly send It is much more convenient to go down alone than to scrape samples every day in the laboratory.”
“They won’t like your reply—but I’d be happy to pass it on to you,” General Belazov laughed. His expression is more flat.”
Professor Benjamin shrugged, then fell silent for a moment, and said in a somewhat complicated tone: “Although I am joking, to be honest, I am also quite worried about the progress of this matter.”
Razov didn’t speak, just looked at the old professor who had experienced the “queen period” calmly.
“Scraping samples day after day and analyzing their physical and chemical properties is certainly an essential part of the formal research process, but I have also seen that what you can analyze from these samples is really limited,” the old professor sighed He took a deep breath, “Even if we really open this hatch one day, I’m afraid we won’t get more secrets from the submersible—the real secret is not here, General, you understand what I mean.”
Berazov glanced at the somewhat familiar sailor and nodded slightly: “I need to rest for a while, don’t bother me if I have nothing to do.”
He knew that he was a little reckless just now – he shouldn’t ask such a weird question to someone who seems to be a little bit wrong under the circumstances of trust, even if the other party is one of his most trusted adjutants.
The one-eyed human named Bellazov returned to the room, looking normal. Bellazov looked at the back of the other person, heaved a sigh of relief, then turned around, and walked slowly towards the end of the corridor .
“Even if everything is normal, you must confirm your sanity and judgment. Even if there is nothing suspicious around you, you must verify the following”
There was nothing unusual about the trip to Dagger Island, and the return journey went smoothly, but some procedural matters still cannot be omitted. This is an order and a duty.
There are also many people on deck.
Left eye?
“Recall a color, then turn to the next page…should be blue or white.”
After opening the notes, the first sentence above came into view: The steam-powered fast boat splits the gentle waves, leaving a beautiful wake that spreads continuously on the boundless sea, and the steep and tortuous coast of Dagger Island slowly appears in the field of vision. Go away slowly, and disappear a little bit in the depths of the mist that is common in the northern seas.
He collected himself, opened the desk drawer casually, and took out the notes that had been placed in the dark compartment of the drawer in advance.
“General?”
Now, he confirmed it. Belazov returned to the captain’s cabin, sat down behind the desk, and heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the low mechanical sound coming from the depths of the floor under his feet.
The number is wrong, very, very wrong.
“He is left-handed, confirm this now…”
The sound of pages turning could be heard in the room.
Something is not quite right on board, something… lurking and dangerous is on board.
The adjutant blinked, although he was puzzled, he still nodded: Yes, General. “
The ship is sailing straight towards the city-state.
He took a light breath and walked towards the deepest machinery compartment of the ship.
Belazov flipped the pages of the book over and over again for simple memory confirmation or subconscious repetition, but suddenly, his movements stopped.
The crew of the Haiyan was streamlined this time, and there were only 87 people when it set off.
A middle-aged officer quickly opened the door from a nearby room and came to Berazov.
This kind of homework consciousness deviation gradually made the general more and more vigilant. He stared at Bellazzo for a long time, trying to find the source of the sense of incongruity in his heart, until the voice of the adjutant came again. In the ear: “General? What happened?”
“The deputy brought in this time is Bellazzo Jotun, who has a burn scar near his left eye.”
The old professor nodded: “Thank you.”
Petrel has left.
The adjutant was stunned suddenly, as if he had lost his mind before this question. Seeing the situation, Belazov immediately said: “Forget about this question, just ask casually—you go back to the room to rest first, I’ll take a look below.”
He slowly closed the notebook, put it back into the secret compartment, stood up calmly, and pushed open the door of the captain’s cabin.
“·················· I will convey your suggestion to the Office of Government Affairs,” Belazov pondered for a while, and exhaled softly, “After the definite order is issued, the projects in the secret room will continue as usual Proceed.”
“For this departure, the entourage has been streamlined. There are only 87 people on board—including himself. If there are obvious deviations in personnel, a roll call will be carried out immediately.”
We’ll be back on the island soon.
The Abyss Project… That old case half a century ago has left such a profound and terrifying impact that it has gradually become a taboo without thinking about it, but now a new replica has emerged from the deep sea. , I am afraid that we should really take a more active response.
A vague sense of disobedience was beating in his heart. Belazov told himself rationally that there seemed to be something wrong with what he saw. Something went wrong, and it all felt right.
Berazov on the deck withdrew his gaze from the island, turned around and walked towards the captain’s cabin.
The torn consciousness is fighting, but he doesn’t need to care about the difference in details between the two consciousnesses.
Benjamin sighed: “I thought a soldier like you would be more inclined to these homework ideas than a scholar like me.”
However, the thought of “everything is abnormal” is still jumping in my mind, as if I am fighting against the obvious violations and facts of this business.
The canteen was full of sailors, and the soldiers looked at the general who suddenly appeared nervously with some astonishment.
“Keywords, dagger, imagine, and confirm whether the picture in your mind matches the picture on the next page.”
He walked slowly through the corridor and came to the sailor’s mess.
There are still more than two hours before arriving on Frost Island.
“…below a thousand meters, professor, your thoughts are a little dangerous.”
“My duty is to protect the safety of the city-state. This mission makes me more inclined to act cautiously and conservatively,” Belazov said lightly, “So, you actually intend to restart… these ‘diving equipment’ ,?”
A sailor waited near the captain’s cabin, nodded to the general and reported: “The steam core is operating normally, and we will arrive at Frost No. 1 port in four hours.”
Berazov looked into Bellazov’s face.
Berazov glanced at everyone here, then waved to them, and then slowly headed for the bridge.
There are people here too.
Although Dagger Island is not far from Frost Island, it is still a few hours’ flight away,
During this boring journey, he had to sort out his thoughts and think about how to report to the city-state managers about the No. out
These suggestions ~IndoMTL.com~ There is a burn scar near the left eye…” Belazov repeated these words silently, an inexplicable doubt floated in his mind.
In the middle of the face is his eye, and there is only one.
“I actually want to say ‘restart the Abyss Project, right?” The old professor smiled and shook his head, “Fake, you haven’t reached this level of recklessness, but there is an unavoidable fact Given that the crux of the whole thing is under deep water, and a replica of a diving bell in a lab doesn’t solve any of the puzzles, we might really need to consider a ‘reserve plan’ – not necessarily an active one. However, in case a fourth or even fifth replica surfaced, we should at least have some means of dealing with it.”
His eyes fell on the last sentence of the note on this page.
But without the inquiry just now, he couldn’t confirm whether the weirdness he vaguely noticed really existed.
“His name, Belazov, try spelling it in the margin on the next page.”
“Bellazzo!” he called the lieutenant’s name.