504: Chapter 266: The Mysteriously Vanished Des – The Shaken Torch Organization 504: Chapter 266: The Mysteriously Vanished Des – The Shaken Torch Organization Watching Des slowly losing his vitality, Li Ming stroked his chin, quite astonished.
“Asimara’s capabilities are truly strong, to have ambushed Connet even before their operation started.”
Li Ming lurked in Des’s shadow, hearing his conversation with Asimara clearly.
“Asimara seems to have misunderstood, thinking that Des’s betrayal was a feint and that the Torch Organization had played her.”
After pondering briefly, Li Ming quickly speculated about Asimara’s thoughts; she might think that since all the Boiling Blood Alloy was fake,
it indicated that the Torch Organization was aware of the ambush from the beginning, even intentionally so.
“In that case, this isn’t necessarily a bad thing for me; in fact, it’s beneficial,” Li Ming reflected with a smirk, outsmarting the cunning.
All the Boiling Blood Alloy had been seized, and Connet was completely unaware that it had been replaced with model blocks.
Shaking his head, Des on the ground glared furiously at Li Ming, as if unwilling to close his eyes in death.
Li Ming quickly cleaned up the traces at the scene, well-practiced in such assassinations.
Bloodstains, scents, no matter how minute, vanished without a trace under the Intelligent Assistance, thoroughly cleaned.
Then he stuffed the body entirely into the Folded Space.
“The residual traces of the informational state, without any other interference, need at least twenty-four hours to completely disappear,” Li Ming murmured.
“My Shadow Sting ability can largely avoid leaving an informational state, after all, it only generates such a state when intersecting with the real world…”
Des died silently, and the Torch Organization would certainly use all means to search, remembering they had the ability to lock onto the informational state.
However, this lock requires an existing informational state, the simplest being clothing and used objects.
Even advanced civilizations lack the technology to specifically identify what life form an informational state belongs to.
This already involves deep universe existence principle analysis, while the Torch Organization is more like using Dimensional Creatures as dogs.
“And this thing.” Li Ming suddenly pulled out a silver mechanical pocket watch, found a corner, and carelessly stuffed it in.
Time quickly passed.
The next day, a guard standing at the door glanced at his watch, noticing Des hadn’t come out and turned to knock on the door: “Lord Des, it’s time for work.”
No response.
The soldier frowned, continuing to knock, and after several seconds, the nearby video terminal popped open, Des’s voice sounding low and gloomy: “I’ve been too exhausted from work recently; I want to rest today.”
“Rest?”
The guards exchanged glances, one of them couldn’t help but say, “Lord Des, we haven’t received any orders from above, so…”
“I’m your guest, not your prisoner!” Des interrupted impatiently, “Don’t I even have the right to rest for a day?”
Hearing him say this, the soldier on the right frowned, about to say something but was interrupted by the one on the left: “Of course, you do, please rest assured, we apologize for the disturbance.”
The video terminal went off, the soldier on the left helplessly said, “After all, he is a Mechanical, and we are just guards; we have no right to force him.”
The soldier on the right snorted, “What’s so impressive?
Besides being a Mechanical, he’s just a B-level Life Form, after Brother was blown up by Azure Dragon, what rights does he still have to be so brash?”
His voice was loud, obviously meant for Des to hear.
The so-called Des, of course, was Li Ming in disguise.
He also repaired Des’s intelligent terminal, and using his internal account, sent two messages to Benny, saying he wanted to rest for a couple of days.
So, the Core Laboratory also did not send anyone.
Another day passed.
“Lord Des, do you still want to rest today?” the right-side soldier knocked and asked.
“Wait a bit…” the response was still grim, both soldiers looked at each other, said nothing.
Until the late afternoon, someone from the Core Laboratory arrived, Luo’er hurried to the door of Des’s room.
“Core Laboratory…” Luo’er showed his work badge to them, then knocked and shouted:
“Lord Des, the laboratory is facing some issues; Benny sent you messages, why haven’t you replied?”
“Alright, Lord Des is quite exhausted and needs rest,” the soldier on the right scoffed.
Luo’er frowned, too lazy to argue, just went to knock on the door.
However, Des did not respond for a long while; silence reigned in the room.
“Hmm?
What’s going on, did Lord Des fall asleep?” Luo’er muttered.
However, the guarding soldiers glanced at each other, both sensing a bad feeling.
“Move aside.” The soldier on the right pushed Luo’er away, standing in front of the door and said sternly: “Lord Des, please respond quickly, if there’s no response in thirty seconds, we will forcibly break in.”
“You can’t do this…” Luo’er, angered, he had a good impression of Des, seeing the Mechanical in such a plight, bullied by two soldiers, he could not stand it.
“3..2..1,” the soldiers didn’t care, and as the countdown ended, their expressions changed, they stepped back.
Crouching, the simple combat armor on their legs providing power, they leaped suddenly, bang!
The metal door was knocked open, the room pitch dark, both soldiers instinctively raised their guns, back to back, scanning the room.