Chris returned to the secret base.


    Although annoyed, he was on his way back from the hotel when he suddenly thought of a way to find Anderson.


    He called Karl and called the group to meet at the secret base this afternoon.


    By about 4:00 p. m., everyone was there, except Cecelia, who had other business.


    Karl took a seat at the conference table and brought the state-of-the-art grid database with him so that if he needed to query the datater, he could search it immediately.


    Luther apanied Joyce to the secret base.


    After a few days of aimless searching, Joyce had lost a lot of weight, her chin was more pointed, her face was slightly pale, and her lipscked blood.


    Luther stepped forward and pulled out a seat for her, helping her sit down heartily.


    Turning around and pouring her a cup of hot water, he knew Joyce was having a bit of a severe pregnancy reaction this time.


    His heart has turned from the initial ecstasy to a deeper sense of remorse, pregnancy for Joyce, now undoubtedly increased the burden, a thousand precautions, under the impermeable protection, Anderson still had an ident.


    Joyce has been able to hold on until now without copsing, she is strong enough.


    “Are you still ufortable now after the ride earlier?” He asked in a soft voice.


    Joyce took a few sips of hot water and shook her head, “It’s better already. I’m fine.”


    She smiled at him reluctantly. He had had a hard enough time these days, with his eyes sunken one deep. She understood that he was more anxious than anyone else, risking his life to pull the teeth out of Mr. Moore’s tiger’s mouth, and although he didn’t seed, he was truly threatened by his life.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    Luther moved next to her and sat down next to her.


    Chris came out from the inner room and opened the door, “I called everyone here today because I suddenly thought of a long abandoned solution. I thought I’d give it a try.”


    Karl , “I’d like to hear more about it.”


    Luther looked at Chris seriously, “You are a warlord, Alvonia is different from us, military power is bigger than power, indeed you know more about the warlord’s internal system than we do. Thest time we used the probe wave to find the exact location of Cecelia, it was also the equipment you brought.”


    Chris opened the map and showed it to the group.


    “As you can see, here is a topographical map of the Capital and the area around the Capital. it is unlikely that Otis would keep Anderson and the General under house arrest too far away from the Capital. It would be easy to get out of his core control.”


    “That’s right, I have people watching bynd, sea and air, there’s no way he could have gotten someone out of Pascaylia easily,” Karl agreed.


    “Fifty years ago, there was a practice of using zonal ckouts to detect telegraph transmitting signals. The purpose then was to find the movement of enemy agents. Now this method has long been unused. But today it urred to me that the zoned ckout approach would allow us to detect where the signal was missing throughout the Capital.” Chris said.


    Joyce froze, “The signal is missing, you mean, where Otis shut people down, the signal must have been blocked. We use the zoning ckout to find all the ces where the signal is blocked and then eliminate them one by one?”


    “Brilliant, yes, that’s what it means.” Chris nodded.


    “And, in conjunction with scanning for satellitemunications, the use of satellitemunications is more suspicious ifbined in a shielded signal disappearance zone.” Chris pointed to the map, “Just a telmunications detection vehicle like that, Karl , I wonder if you still have one? If not, I might be able to ship one in from Alvonia, but it would take longer.”