Chapter 231: Escape
The hourglass did not explode.
When the countdown ended, a projection of a monkey beating a drum appeared on the hourglass, making a strange cackling sound.
In the corridor outside the studio, the crowded crowd witnessed this scene and breathed a sigh of relief.
“It’s still live!”
"Cut off the signal, you bastard! The adults' miserable looks are being broadcasted!"
"I've sent the camera outside! The white ghost is trying to escape and is being chased fiercely!"
"It was wrong for him to show up. Even if he could escape from the building under these conditions, how could he possibly escape from the surface?"
"Yes, it would be difficult for him to escape."
The three generals looked at each other, and under the illumination of the emergency lights, they each smiled.
The corridor was gradually filled with gentle light, the emergency lights turned to normal light, the building's normal power supply was restored, and hundreds of giant fixed screens on the outside of the building lit up the startup screen at the same time.
"Where's Mr. Hui?"
Someone in the crowd outside the studio suddenly asked.
Many people look for it subconsciously.
The second protagonist of this live broadcast has disappeared at this moment, and his figure is not seen inside or outside the studio.
Near the top floor of the studio, in the security passage.
Yang Ming climbed the stairs quickly with great agility, going up more than ten floors in one breath without even breathing heavily.
Turning around, there were only a dozen steps left to the rooftop terrace. Yang Ming Huisaka showed a faint smile and his eyes lit up.
"Hui!"
Suddenly, a low growl was heard from the side, and a light bullet passed almost by Hui Saka's cheek, leaving a charred spot on the wall.
The side corridor door was pushed open at some point, and Grace aimed the laser rifle at Hui Saka's head.
In the rear were several mechanically modified warriors ready for battle.
Yang Ming Huisaka frowned and said, "What are you doing, Captain Gris? We are in the same group."
"Yes, before tonight, we were all in the same group," Gris narrowed his eyes slightly, "Captain Hanton."
"What do you mean?" Yang Ming was puzzled.
Grace whispered, "Then explain to me why you are here? For particle transmission, right? Particle transmission requires an open area, right?"
Yang Ming spread his hands and said, "I think you must have misunderstood something. I am Hui Saka."
"The one who just jumped down was just a cover!"
Gris growled:
"You can do this with a holographic image, or you can use a stand-in, or even a high-end robot. You just need to let this fake white ghost enter the crowd of people wearing the same clothes. They will not get anything in the end if they try to catch those people, but instead divert most of the attention.
"Because the real White Ghost has already changed clothes and appearances with you in the chaos of the studio, and you have swapped identities!
"This is your retreat route!"
"I really admire your imagination," Yang Ming said with a sigh, "The chaos only lasted a dozen seconds."
"That's enough for you!"
Gris growled:
"I keep reminding myself that White Ghost has more technological capabilities than we have at this stage, just like your face. You used a dressing that cannot be detected by existing instruments, right? Hui Saka is White Ghost, Hui Saka is Hanton, Captain Hanton!"
The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly.
He smiled and said, "Where's the evidence?"
"You ran up from down there, are you a little out of breath now? Isn't this evidence?"
Grace said quickly:
"From the first moment I saw you, I had a hint of doubt. As I continued to interact with you, this suspicion did not dissipate, but instead grew.
"You told me you were Hui Chuanlin. Yes, I looked up all the information about this company and all of Hui Chuanlin's tracks. There was absolutely no flaw at all, but the fact that there was absolutely no flaw became the biggest flaw.
"How could an ordinary second-generation rich man cover up this period of his life perfectly and transform it into the life of Hui Saka's illegitimate son! How much energy does it take to complete the complete modification of the imperial archives? You can tell me that you bribed the archive management agencies at all levels, but it is impossible that there would be no traces left.
"Only White Ghost, so far, only White Ghost has this kind of technology and network dominance!"
"Tsk," Yang Ming curled his lips lightly, "You are really hard to fool."
"It's not that I'm hard to fool," Grace's Adam's apple trembled, "It's simply impossible to become another person out of thin air in today's social system!"
Yang Ming smiled and said, "But can you stop me?"
Grace grinned and said, "You finally admit it."
"Yes," Yang Ming looked up at the iron gate, "Catherine, Bly, and her team members are all waiting behind the gate, right? I can sense Catherine's powerful fluctuations."
Gris nodded slowly.
"They haven't appeared yet, so there's still a chance to save everything," Grace whispered, "You've already done it. You've completed the negotiations with the Empire, and the military has expressed their attitude. They will help you!"
Yang Ming said: "The person who can really decide whether to lock me up for research has not spoken."
Gris shouted, "You can't make the top people in the empire promise you anything!"
"Then I can never be sure whether I am safe," Yang Ming said, "Trust should be mutual."
"You are the weaker party, and the weaker party should bear more risks!"
"Okay, Grace, I have my own judgment," Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, slowly unbuttoned his shirt, and said slowly, "After I leave, I will use other means to directly contact the military and participate in the military's actions."
The iron gate above slowly opened, and the whistling sound of the wind echoed inside the safe passage.
Catherine and Bray appeared there.
Behind him was a super reformer with a calm face.
Catherine's eyes were full of complexity.
Yang Ming gave her a slightly apologetic smile.
Grace said: "Surrender, I will promise you that I will do my best to help you speak up."
"Gris," Yang Ming asked, "I want to know why you made this plan when you clearly guessed my identity long ago."
Gris did not answer.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "I should say thank you to you."
"I wasn't sure at first, and it wasn't until tonight that I confirmed your identity," Gris said, "I can only answer you this way, please don't make it difficult for me."
Yang Ming nodded slowly and smiled at Grace, "Thank you."
After saying this, he turned around and went up the stairs.
Catherine's golden mask was constantly flashing, and a strong airflow appeared around her. Bly, who was standing next to her, also looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy and took two steps back.
Grace's fingers trembled slightly, and the laser rifle fired a light bullet, hitting Yang Ming's shoulder!
Gris' eyes suddenly widened, and he raised his hand to stop the team member who was about to rush forward from behind.
The light bullet melted the cloth and skin on Yang Ming's shoulders, revealing his silvery-white skeleton. Thick artificial blood was dripping from the wound...
Yang Ming looked down at his shoulder, and under Catherine's incredulous gaze, fire snakes emerged from his body from inside out.
"robot!"
“It’s a highly realistic robot!”
“Oh no!”
Gris' pupils trembled, and he growled, "This is the fake body that attracted our attention. The real body is in that crowd!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong light illuminated the night sky.
Gris turned around angrily and kicked the wall, swearing.
In outer space, the Dongfeng warship appeared beyond the fleet's firing range, quickly completed the coating, and swaggered away from the screens of the ships' detection equipment.
The Empire immediately mobilized a large number of ships to chase and intercept it, but this high-performance, exaggeratedly shaped gunboat eventually disappeared into the Empire through continuous jumps.
White ghost, escape.
…
Two days later, in the night of the capital of Yaha Star.
On a quiet night, there are always some men and women trying to get drunk and pushing open the door of the bar.
Peace has returned to the planet Yaha
The live broadcast several dozen galactic hours ago has become a hot topic .
The White Ghost showed up, and left gracefully despite the Empire's full-scale pursuit and blockade, which undoubtedly made the White Ghost more popular.
White Ghost gave the Empire three gifts. The first and second gifts have been delivered to the Imperial officials and received praise from military spokespersons. The third gift has also been successfully launched.
That website is a bit like the White Ghost fan petition site, with a simple interface and only one function - to establish an organization called White Ghost, recruit members, and call on people to do more good deeds and serve the country.
Interestingly, the Empire left the site untouched.
There are more white ghost elements on the streets.
After the night before yesterday, White Ghost has firmly established himself as the empire's most popular star, and the image of him taking off his mask has become a widely circulated classic image.
When some people are happy, naturally some people will be unhappy.
"Damn, I got scolded again."
Gris sat in the corner of the bar, raised his head and took two more sips of neuroleptics, looking at the beautiful figures swaying gently on the dance floor, but he couldn't muster any interest in hunting.
The white ghost just escaped.
The higher-ups definitely won't take the blame. The only one who can take the blame is him as the chief planner and the on-site commander.
He was suspended.
It cannot be said that he was suspended. The organization decided to give him a few months of paid leave, stripped him of all his authority, and restored his treatment as an ordinary special forces captain.
Grace, who has extensive connections, also heard a lot of gossip.
His Majesty the Emperor took the initiative to inquire about the White Ghost incident during the Imperial Star Court Assembly. Several military ministers reported the situation truthfully, and it seemed that there was some conflict between them and the elders of the Council of Elders.
What exactly happened at this level was not something that Grace could figure out.
But Gris could sense that now within the empire, from top to bottom, there was more praise for the White Ghost than criticism.
"Why are you drinking alone?"
A gentle voice came from the side. Gris was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the gray-robed super-changer who had appeared beside him at some point.
The sexless angel , Bly.
"Why are you here?" Gris suddenly became nervous.
Is the Empire going to kill him secretly?
Uh, does he know too much?
Fortunately, Bly said in a gentle voice: "I will leave for the battlefield soon, come and say goodbye to my friend."
Grace nodded, and when he saw Bly take a seat next to him, he let down his guard a little.
"This plan has failed," Bligh sighed, "White Ghost is too cunning. Did your boss make things difficult for you?"
Grace said: "I was suspended. They said I was incompetent. I had clearly lured the white ghost out, but I just didn't catch it."
Bray smiled tenderly.
He changed the subject and asked softly, "There is something I don't quite understand, and I would like to ask Captain Gris."
"What?"
"White Ghost thanks you," Bly's eyes flickered. "I've been thinking about it for two days and have an idea... Are you helping him?"
Grace frowned and said, "Why do you say that? This is not a small crime."
"You're giving him a voice, aren't you?"
Bly's eyes were somewhat aggressive:
"You had suspected Hui Saka a long time ago, and you could have reported your suspicions , but you chose a risky plan.
“You understand the pressure White Ghost is under, from the Valkyries and other aspects. He must now cooperate with the Empire to counter the pressure from the Valkyries.
"And White Ghost is in an awkward situation right now. He doesn't dare to show up. He's afraid of being sliced up and used as a clone experiment by the Empire, afraid of being tortured by the Empire, and afraid of becoming a specimen soaked in a can.
"You understood him, and you gave him this chance, Captain Gris."
"I don't understand what you are talking about," Grace raised her eyebrows. "I am a person who clearly distinguishes between public and private affairs. I really want to catch him. This is the mission given to me by my superiors."
"Yes."
Bly smiled and said, "Whether you capture him directly or make things bigger in the process of capturing him so that the White Ghost can smoothly communicate with the imperial officials, it is all carrying out the mission."
"Until the chaos in the studio that night, I really couldn't be sure that Hui Saka was the White Ghost."
"But you can be sure of two things," Bligh said, "The White Ghost wants to talk to the Empire, and Hui Saka has a problem."
"Whatever you say," Gris shrugged, "I have a clear conscience."
"Don't worry, I'm just curious and I won't report you," Bligh said with a smile, "Do you want to know why no one recognized that Hui Saka was a highly realistic robot?"
Grace said: "At that time, our attention was all on the white ghost. The white ghost appeared on the stage and stepped into the air. This ability attracted everyone's attention. In the chaos afterwards, he deliberately made it seem like he had exchanged identities in order to confuse us... or..."
Gris paused.
He looked up at Bligh.
What Bly just said was 'want to know', which means this guy knows the answer!
"Yes," Gris nodded immediately.
Bly said slowly, "I speculate that he may have used his powerful mental power to give psychological hints to the people in the studio, so that they would not pay attention to Hui Saka and his minor abnormalities in daily life. This is part of his plan."
Gris' eyes widened.
Powerful spiritual power is not only possessed by the white ghost, the guy in front of him was also ambushing in the building!
Bligh laughed:
"I also speculated that the White Ghost did not leave Yaha two days ago. Particle transmission requires a certain distance. I have studied the video of the last fight between the White Ghost and the Valkyrie. Assuming that the battle between the two powerful humanoid ancient gods was the limit of particle transmission, the spacecraft was too far away two days ago.
“That bright light was more like a cover, diverting our attention.
"When the more than 1,000 White Ghosts were captured, several abandoned vector thrusters were found at the scene. So I think there must have been more than one White Ghost that night, and he most likely had accomplices."
Gris stood up suddenly.
"W-what are you talking about?"
"I'm going back to the front line," Bly stood up slowly. "These are just my speculations. I think this explanation is the most reasonable. Oh, by the way, I just called the local police station and the more than 1,000 people who were arrested have been released today."
There were black lines on Gris' forehead.
After saying this, Bligh put his hands behind his back and walked away in a swagger.
Grace suddenly laughed.
He sat on the sofa with his arms outstretched, shook his feet, took a sip of drink, and began to look for tonight's prey on the dance floor.
He's going to have a good hunt tonight!
…
A few hours ago, at the local police station not far from this bar.
The more than 1,300 "white ghosts" captured two days ago have been released in batches today.
A girl with short hair, wearing a gray and white COS costume, skipped out of the police station gate, threw the helmet in her arms into the trash can, took off the heavy COS costume, revealing her hot girl outfit of shorts and a short-sleeved shirt.
Several police officers looked over, admiring the girl's outstanding figure.
A hover car drove out in the parking lot, and the back seat opened automatically. The girl lowered her head and got in, then closed the door with a smile.
