Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 470 Ian Hola

"I have completed the task you assigned to me. Tell me the result." Constance said from the other side of the bed.

"We successfully cast the bait," Howard said. "Now, we just have to wait for the fish to bite."

"That means it's not certain yet!" Constance fell onto the bed and made an accurate summary for Howard.

"Patience is necessary," Howard said. "Do you have a better way?"

"As you say," Constance sat up again and raised her hands in surrender. "What else do you need me to do?"

"Be patient," Howard said. "After witnessing what you did in the restaurant, those who don't understand will never understand. But those who do understand might conclude that you are an immortal with the ability to bring the dead back to life. This is extremely valuable information, and it's worth the risk."

Constance: "So now I'm your substitute, right?"

"Not really." Howard denied this statement. "You are now playing the role of an immortal who is completely unaware of his own power...Did they torture you during your imprisonment?"

"That depends on what you consider torture," Constance shrugged. "No whipping or nail pulling, but there's been a lot of disgusting behavior like knocking on the door or turning on the lights from time to time... But don't worry, it did annoy me at first, but with what you've given me, I can hold on for another hundred years."

"That's good." Howard nodded. "Keep going, keep silent, don't say anything, and leave the rest to me."

Then he stood up and said to Christina, "That's enough, let's go."

"Wait a minute?" Constance stopped them and asked, "Are you leaving now?"

Howard nodded.

"So you came to me this time just to bring me some supplies? And then told me to persevere?" Constance's eyes widened. "Do you know how ostentatious and risky it is for you to come here? Even if you hadn't come, I would have kept my mouth shut. You don't have to do this at all!"

Howard did not intend to refute Constance's words, but asked: "Do you have anything else to say besides this?"

Constance rolled her eyes. "No more."

……

But not long after leaving the confinement room, the Om Messiah in Howard's pocket began to vibrate.

So Howard found an excuse to get Christina away and took out the Om Messiah.

Howard: "What happened?"

Om Messiah: "Master, abnormal signal detected."

"So fast?" Howard frowned. "Are you sure?"

Om Messiah: "Reply Master, the signal is very clear. Someone on this spaceship is using an illegal communication device."

Howard: "Mark the location."

A few minutes later, Christina came back with a glass of celery juice as Howard instructed, but Howard took the glass of celery juice and did not drink it. Instead, he put it on the railing.

"Christina, it looks like the fish is hooked."

Half an hour later, according to the location marked by Ohm Messiah in their memory, Howard and Christina arrived at a room with a locked door.

The Om Messiah in the pocket was still vibrating, and the communication waves were still being sent from behind the door.

This is the "Seed" room, and according to regulations, "Seed" is not allowed to have devices that can release such radio waves.

In fact, if Howard was a little lazier, he could just write down the room number now, and then find the corresponding person on the roster to report to Leah Weide. However, Howard had to consider whether some genius "seed" had made a communication device with his bare hands, or whether someone else had borrowed this room to transmit information to the outside world.

or……

Howard thought of another possibility.

Half an hour had passed from the time Ohm Messiah detected the abnormal signal to the time he arrived here. Even for a phone call in the 3k era, this time was still too long.

While Howard hesitated, Christina had already drawn her weapon:

"Sir, do you need me to break down the door?"

The little girl was not surprised why Howard knew the fish was hooked, nor did she ever doubt the source of Howard's information. Now, as long as Howard gave the order, she would kick the door open and drag the guy out of the room. If the guy dared to resist, she would chop off his hands and feet.

But Howard gestured for her to leave, then he walked to the door himself and knocked on it.

"Boom, boom, boom."

No one answered.

Howard put his hand on the door handle, but before he could exert any force, the door handle twisted downwards on its own and the door opened.

The door was opened a little, and there was no light on in the room. The light from outside shone in, casting a bar of light.

The light bar just illuminated the eyes of someone standing behind the door.

Christina immediately prepared to attack, but was stopped by Howard.

"Can I come in?" Howard asked. "Let's talk."

The eye in the slit disappeared, and then the door opened completely.

"Ah... Mr. Howard." The owner of the house greeted Howard. She didn't even ask what he was doing there and stepped aside. "Please come in."

The person who opened the door was a woman who looked ordinary in every way. She had dark circles under her eyes and her hair was a little messy and dry. She looked more like a 3K-era stay-at-home girl than a spy.

Howard had seen this person before. She was also present when Constance gathered the people on the Deep Blue Universe to plan a revenge operation a few days ago. However, she did not perform anything worth mentioning during the planning or the specific execution. After all, keeping a low profile is the best way to hide yourself.

Howard also noticed the name on her nameplate: Ian Holla.

Howard and Christina entered her room, and Ian Hola closed the door behind him.

Christina was still startled by Ian Hola's act of closing the door. She jumped up like a rabbit and stared at the woman warily.

But Ian Hola walked past Christina as if he didn't see anything.

"The room is a little messy, please forgive me."

As Ian Hola spoke, he threw the pillows and clothes on the sofa aside, cleared a space for Howard and Christina to sit down, and then brought each of them a can of juice.

She grabbed another glass of milk, kicked off her shoes, and sat down across from Howard and Christina, letting herself sink completely into the pillows and the depression of the sofa.

Howard and Christina looked at each other while holding juice in their hands. The scene before them was completely different from what they expected. For a moment, they didn't know where to start.

And the Ohm Messiah in my pocket was still trembling.

Howard took a sip of juice, put it down, and then asked, "Miss Ian Hola, is there anyone else in this house besides us? Have any strange people visited you recently?"

Ian Hola, who was drinking milk with a straw, raised his head and said, "No."

But just as Howard was thinking about what to say next, Ian Holla pulled out a metal disc from the pile of messy clothes and pillows she was leaning against:

"You're looking for this, right?" Ian Holla placed the metal disc on the table and slid it in front of Howard.

"It just so happens that the master also wants to find an opportunity to talk to you."