48 Hours a Day

Copenhagen International Airport.

A flight from Greenland to Denmark has just arrived, and the passengers on it are walking down one by one. Among them is a middle-aged man with a wide-brimmed hat who looks like an engineer.

As he walked, he took out his phone and clicked on the news client. The most conspicuous position was a breaking news.

Two hours ago, a Greenland Airliner suddenly lost contact during the flight. It is reported that 41 passengers and crew members on the plane are now missing. Greenland and Iceland organized rescue teams at the first time to prepare. Start search and rescue.

The middle-aged man with the appearance of an engineer looked strange after seeing the news.

It was not the joy of escape, nor sympathy and regret. When he saw this news, he breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a faint excitement in his eyes, as if he had just accomplished something. same.

However, he quickly turned off the news client, clicked on a person named Car Maintenance in the address book, and sent a message.

——I have gotten it right, you can delete the record of the contact between us as agreed, and then you will not come to me again.

After talking about the engineer, the middle-aged man is also ready to completely format the phone and restore it to factory settings.

But the next moment he didn't expect him to bump into someone, and the phone came out of his hand, and he was about to fall to the ground, but was caught by one hand.

That palm looks very beautiful, slender and slender, yet it does not lose strength.

The engineer-like middle-aged man showed a look of astonishment on his face. He subconsciously reached out to get the phone back, but he did not expect that the person opposite did not seem to have the intention to return the phone to him, holding it in his hand and playing. .

The middle-aged man with the appearance of an engineer raised his head, his expression suddenly changed when he saw the man standing opposite.

It was a woman with a supermodel figure, wearing a feather hat, wearing a red dress, and a braid of golden hair wrapped around her head.

"Valkyrie!" The middle-aged man who looked like an engineer lost his voice, then he stepped backwards half a step, and wanted to put his hand in his pocket, but the next moment his back hit a soft ball again. thing.

However, the middle-aged man who looks like an engineer can't feel the charm at this moment.

Because both his hands were grabbed next, they were two women who were not inferior to the women on the opposite side, and they were both over 1m8 tall. They were of the same model body, full of power.

"I prefer people to call me directly, Brunhild." The woman in the feather hat said.

"I'm Shijiagul." said the woman holding the left hand of a middle-aged engineer who looked like an engineer.

"Slud, lucky to meet." Another woman holding her right hand also smiled.

"Long admired your name, God of Machines." Brunhild said, but I didn't expect that our first meeting would be like this.

"Why are you looking for me?" The panic on the face of the engineer-like middle-aged man flashed away, and soon returned to normal, but his words sounded somewhat stern, "This is what Odin meant. Did he forget those ancient and sacred conventions that the gods who swore the oath must not fight each other, and can only decide the victory or defeat in a game."

"The god of machinery... is it okay to call you that way? You new gods don't even have a name. It's really uncomfortable." Brunnhild drew his braids and said, "This has nothing to do with my father. , Your heart actually knows why we came to you."

"I don't know anything, if it wasn't for Odin who asked you to come, who would it be?" The middle-aged man with the appearance of an engineer forcefully said calmly.

"You violated the rules of the organizing committee and acted on the agents of other gods in private, and the other party did not offend you or make any dangerous actions against you, so...according to the regulations, I am afraid that I will ask you and We have taken a trip, you have the right to explain, but you have to keep it to the members of the organizing committee."

As he spoke, Brunhild took out a gold coin and shook it in front of the middle-aged man who looked like an engineer.

"You have no right to do this to me!" screamed the middle-aged man with the appearance of an engineer. "I did nothing. You have no evidence."

"Well, the person who has been in secret contact with you and revealed to you illegally is the god of mobile phones. He has the ability to delete all the text messages you have sent and the call records you have made. And you, the machine The God of God also has a way to delete the information stored in the phone until it can’t be restored, so even if we catch you, as long as you bite you to death has nothing to do with this matter, then we can’t do anything with you without evidence...your abacus That's how it was played."

Brunhild took the cell phone of an engineer-like man, and the latter became silent as well.

"Unfortunately, you chose the wrong partner." Brunhild said, "You know that the god of mobile phones has been held hostage by Set, so now the person behind him is Set. You can't count on the god of chaos. The allies who will treat oneself are sincere, because chaos means unpredictability. I know you may not want to believe it. In fact, I am a little hard to believe it. Just an hour ago, your communication records were sent to Sete The organizing committee."

"What?!" The engineer-like man lost his voice.

"So the things in your phone are irrelevant to us. I will explain this to you in advance. This is to prevent you from doing useless work and save you from fighting with us on the road later. Back to the phone."

Shijiagul also answered, "We don't mind returning the phone to you and asking you to delete the contents, but you are the god of machinery. We don't want your hands to touch any mechanical objects. Who knows? What will happen."

While talking, she took out a pair of gloves from her bag and put them on the hands of a middle-aged engineer who looked like an engineer.

"The organizing committee can't do this to me!" The engineer-like man lost his calm expression on his face and shouted, "I did this for the good of everyone. I helped you get rid of a time bomb. You should do this. And thank me, everyone! Each of you owes me a favor."

Brunhild shrugged, "I told you that you have the right to explain, but you have to wait for us to take you back. In the trial bench, you can defend yourself as much as you want. By the way, you are now It's useless to roar, we set the barrier in advance, and our words will not be heard by ordinary people nearby."