What Was Worth A Heart

Chapter 87: Submarine Base

A/N: As K was writing this chapter, I don't how or why, I accidentally wrote until 3000 words, and decided welp, too long, so I cut it in half or so. Ahahaha.

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"Tch, unbelievable...." Evan growled for who knows how many times already. He was already on the move back to the hospital. He had just received news from Xueyang about what was said by the nurse Davis. At the moment, behind him were the Rong Family and Zhen Family tailing him to the hospital.

Charles had stopped giving out reports the moment they reached the island. Evan couldn't contact him, so basically all command of the guards fell onto the princes.

Whatever the case is, Evan could only hope that they weren't harmed.

Meanwhile, back at the base, Charles had refrained anyone from touching anything other than necessary. Because they couldn't tell what triggers anything, no button was dared to be pushed by anyone. As Charles had said before, this was a personal war submarine base, meaning that the content of the submarines here include weapons like missiles.

Europe was filled his many countries that touched the ocean, so many Navy is active. If a warhead was released by one of the submarines here, no one would've known who had done it.

To think that this kind of  thing is hidden so close to Momos and Poposi, the princes shuddered.

"Try to find Xi Shen Ko's room or office, any of which should do. We'll have to find out just what had he done with these submarines, who built them, etc." Charles ordered out. The guards dispersed for their search, each group of equal numbers. The princes who were left wandered around the area. Some followed the guards for search, while the rest of them looked through the station.

"A total of 5 submarines. No wonder he picked this depth..." Albert stated as he looked through the opened computers.

"10 warheads, 5 missiles, 100 trained men....where the he did he get these bloody juggernauts??"

"Putting that aside, the fact that he owned these is already a crime." Ciel added.

"What if he already launched one or two of those missiles...."

"You're not getting the bigger picture here, Albert. The fact that he has these, means that unless he made these himself, there was someone else who were making submarines and sold them illegally."

"......Bloody hell..."

Charles had overheard the conversation, and frowned to himself.

Which was it? Made or bought?

Charles walked away from the main station, leaving behind Albert and Ciel. Without any proper direction, Charles moved to the stairs that led to below, thinking that there couldn't possibly be only one floor of this station. Walking further down, Charles looked around, and found a lift.

The lift was made of a clear layering, separated by a few metres away. The tube in which the lift moved was also made of what seemed like glass. Charles knew, of course, that it wasn't exactly glass. How could glass withstand the water pressure here?

Stretching down his head, Charles found that the lift had led to somewhere deeper until his eyes couldn't see.

His frown deepened. Just how deep was this thing, really?

After walking down for quite a while, Charles grew more and more restless. He had passed many floors already, and was looking for the bottom of it. How many floors exactly is there down here?