"Will the result be good or bad?" McGrie recalled the names and information of the people Lisuman told him a few days ago, asking about the most important things.

"Well, it's good." There are not many things that can make Lisuman care about indifferent and lazy tone, and this matter is not in her mind at all. She only barely stayed at attention a few days ago. After spending some time searching, Lisuman never asked about it again. She asked her adjutants to deal with it. "The most important two are still there, and the others are mostly for foiling, and they are enough to make up for the number of actions."

"I'm going to start the action? Will it be too early?" The tone of reaction came to his reaction. After Lisuman finished speaking, she felt it was inappropriate. After a brief thought, she thought it was clear why everyone was preparing. "You are going to the border area? The chances of conflicts there are not very high. A bunch of people ran over just to make the number look a lot and it seemed lively. The photos and news in the black market have not been told to you. It is obviously the substitute "Soriatu" in the Red Mang plan. Where is the real Cassia hidden now? Who knows? I don't understand why you did such a grand welcome ceremony because of a substitute."

"Whether it is now or in the future, there will always be some situations where true or false will not be important. Many people just want to find a rational fuse. As long as they are determined to be ignited, it will no longer be important. The situation in the border area is likely to become this kind, which is also what I am worried about. No one knows where Casia is hiding now, but he will definitely act again." When answering Lisuman's words, McGrie thought about what to ask and what to tell Lisuman before contacting him.

Lisuman usually makes reasonable judgments on some situations, but McGrie also feels that she has had too much fun with the stand-in, so she will definitely devote herself to it in the future and ignore the plans she and she made not long ago.

Reminders are useless. Among so many people McGrie has come into contact with, almost everyone is changing over time, style and personality. Only Lisuman is an exception in his cognition. It seems that during the decades when he went to the tundra, the environment turned into a refrigerator, "keep fresh and quality" Lisuman for a long time, or communicated too little with the outside world, which led to Lisuman living in the world in his mind for a long time, which led to the statement of "change" not applicable to her.

Perhaps this is why Lisuman's impression is still overlapping with his student days, McGrie thought.

"Remember to let those people set out to the border area. In more than ten days, I will send them the address by contacting them, and Miss Hilda will pick them up."

"Miss Hilda?" Lisuman suddenly became interested in his words. "I thought it was you who went to the border area. That woman was too boring. She had seen her in the cemetery, holding a third of the holy gun. At that time, a group of people could only watch it."

McGrie wanted to say, "You are one of that group too." After thinking about it, this would be like Lisuman extending additional topics, so she pursed her lips and did not answer the words.

"Since you are not leading the team, I will stay in Manoma. There are enough people there and I can't find any fun places in the past." Lisuman didn't notice the movements in McGrie at all. "What's wrong here? I'll have a lot of time after that. I want to go to the Chila Andi family to find you for coffee."

"Don't come." Then Lisuman said something subconsciously, because McGrie instinctively felt an abnormality, but he still had to say something to remedy it later. "Miss Hilda led the team because I did have a lot of things in my hands. If you come here, you really can't take any time. However, in more than ten days, during the time when the substitute approaches the frontier of the Empire, I will go to the Knights of the Round Table to check out. I want to invite you to go there with you, which seems more guaranteed."

"Is the Knights of the Round Table?" Lisuman's interest began to fade. "I thought you stayed in Manoma because of something more interesting. But I have no impression of the Knights of the Round Table and Ye Gelin. I can follow you to see it. This place is more important than the situation in the border area?"

"Ye Jielin is the only clue that can make Cassia appear. If the enemy is doing it for safety, she will work hard."

"The only clue,,," Lisuman pondered, but gave McGrie a bad feeling. These things should be information that everyone knows, but for Lisuman, McGrie has the illusion that she has not paid attention to other information except for the substitute. Even if she pays attention, it seems that she was forgotten soon.

"You are the right person you mentioned at the beginning?"

"At the beginning, there were two brothers on the left and right, but when the Holy Emperor Hall was taken into consideration, the power seemed not enough. Tovilest and the people of the Holy Fathers, especially the priests who were recalled with you, made me a little worried."

"I'm very familiar with those words." Lisuman spoke, and the sound of her opening the bottle came from the sound of her opening the wine bottle. "Tell me when I was in action, I'll go to your place to meet in advance. I've got a lot of free time, but recently everyone is just busy preparing various things, which seems very boring."

"Fifteen days later." McGrie thought, "I will prepare the coffee beans grown in the northern part of the empire at that time, and I heard it is good."

The communication broke soon after. Lisuman, who was sitting beside the bed, drank the wine in her glass, looked at the communicator in her hand, and slammed onto the bed, shaking off the fashion impurities built on the cabinet next to her: "It's so boring,,," she looked at the ceiling and entered her imagination again, as if time would pass faster.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After the train incident is over, Cassia will no longer treat any suspicious situations as accidental. It can already explain the problem when encountering too many abnormal situations for a period of time. Among the small countries, the status of intercontinental trains is similar to that of retrains within the empire. For a long time, except for the people with power within the large forces, all the rest will not touch it. Similar to attacks and interceptions, or actions that destroy tracks, the consequences of doing these things in the empire are not just as simple as dispatching special operations agencies.

"Intercontinental trains have only appeared for nearly a hundred years. At that time, it was the organization leading small countries to sign cooperation agreements, so that the railway network can be successfully launched among small countries. It is said that it has borrowed the technology of railway lines construction in many giant countries." Nighthawk's words sounded in his ears, "The common interests of all small countries, in the first ten years, were led by organization members, and each small country sent auxiliary members to jointly manage. At that time, many warnings were issued, with the purpose of establishing the status of intercontinental train routes in the cumbersome forces of small countries in those ten years. You cannot shake them rashly, otherwise you will inevitably pay a price."

"The effect is very good, because even mercenaries or large groups of surgeons cannot resist the organization's team. Over the past few years, many of these forces that do not believe in warnings were cleared in various countries, so that the intercontinental train network could survive."

"I remember that the intercontinental train lines are operated all year round and will only be suspended in extreme weather. I learned from the technology of many giant countries, and the failure rate is not very high." After saying that, Nighthawk waved his hand, "Do you want to go back? The surroundings are too stuffy and now you can only wait for the maintenance team to come."

Cassia shook her head and watched Nighthawk return to the train, her eyes returned to the front. She arrived at this section of the railway at 3 pm. With the emergency brakes, the train stopped steadily at its current position. Then the notice resounded in the car through the horn.

The railway track foundation collapsed for a section of nearly a hundred meters long. Fortunately, there was a station nearby, and the maintenance team was already carrying materials and personnel on the way. Just following the estimates of the staff on the train, if the train wants to move forward again, at least it will have to wait until early in the morning.

Cassia and the others had already visited the front and could not find any artificial traces in the collapsed section, such as the adverse consequences caused by the heavy rain a few days ago. It was just that it was too coincidental in time, which forced Cassia and the others to doubt it.

Walking out of the many passengers watching the fun, Cassia slowly walked back to his carriage. The surroundings were quiet and there was no abnormality. It was afternoon, and the sun was strong, and the sight was extremely wide at this moment. You could see it very far and far away at a glance. The enemy would not attack the train under such circumstances.

The ground is still moist, and the skin can feel the heat flow evaporated from above. The air looks dull, and it is only after returning to the carriage that you will see coolness.

The owl hasn't come back yet, and after getting off the train, he walked back along the track. He wanted to bypass the vision of the members on the train and go to the distance on both sides of the track to check the real-time situation. You can see villages and towns like black dots on both sides. If there is a road connection, it will be simple to transport some long-range attack weapons. Here, small countries and long seas have a common border, so it will be very convenient for the enemy to transport supplies.

Waiting was always uneasy. When it was about four o'clock, Cassia closed the book and looked at the Nighthawk in the seat behind her. She thought about how to remind her to check the train or dig up some fortifications in advance to deal with possible attacks at night. However, the Nighthawk noticed her gaze and looked up at Cassia, indicating that she didn't have to worry.

"No abnormalities were found on both sides. The ground after the rain was very soft, and no traces were found left by large-scale team walking." At 5 pm, the communication sounded and the results of the owls detecting the surroundings came. By the time he came back, it was already evening.

The sunlight began to weaken, and about forty members of the organization quietly got off the train. According to the simple map temporarily drawn by the owl, some simple traps were arranged in the long strips on both sides of the track. The only triggering was in addition to the reinforced steel shell bomb, there were also many signal flares. According to the distance from the train, the color of the signal flares was also specially distinguished.

Not long after, a double-headed train with five cars in the middle arrived at the last minute of dusk with steam smoke columns. It was an emergency repair vehicle, with a large pile of necessary building materials on it, and two small construction machinery used to re-excend the foundation.

Nighthawk and several captains got off the train with a bunch of passengers and went to judge the maintenance status. The full-time maintenance personnel above and the internal space of the train may hide some enemies.

Soon after, a sharp searchlight was set up, and the collapsed railway was illuminated white. Nighthawks and others returned to the carriage and followed up on the progress of the trap setting. Another group of people got off with simple tools and went to both sides of the train to dig trenches and other fortifications. It was around 8 o'clock in the evening. The maintenance work in front of the intercontinental train was extremely lively, and even the unknown singing sang by the maintenance personnel from time to time.

"Can it be a secret code?" Nighthawk and Isa, who heard this sentence, didn't know how to evaluate or examine Cassia for a moment. From the root, Cassia's sensitivity to the environment and the degree of understanding and thinking are not in the same position as the two.

There was a sound of insects outside the car window, and squeezed into the carriage in the gap between maintenance noises in front, which seemed distorted. Cassia finished reading another book, closed the book, and looked at the time, and it was almost nine o'clock.

"How long will it take to arrive?" The vehicle was very fast, and the wind was rubbing.
Chapter completed!