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Night is deep.

One after another towering buildings are scattered in the silent night, and a little light is diffused on the road in the dark night.

And in the gap between these towering buildings, stands a small building that is incompatible with the quiet and depressing surroundings.

Bright lights lined up on the edge of the white wall outside the courtyard of the small building, and at the end of the wall stood a hidden door.

Outside the small gate is a dark and deserted alley, and facing the small gate is a dried up flower bed with nothing but dry soil left. It has been abandoned for an unknown amount of time.

creak-

The closed small door was slowly opened, and a burly man walked out of the small door, and then he looked around to make sure that there was no one around, before he took a step forward and stepped aside.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a dark face in a formal suit walked out of the small door.

He leaned against the door, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and lit it slowly.

As the hazy smoke rose, the man's deep face relaxed slightly. He stared at the abandoned flower stand in front of him, and suddenly asked, "That flower stand has been abandoned for several years, right?"

"It was abandoned in the second year of your tenure."

The burly man standing beside him replied slowly.

Hearing this answer, the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, he raised his head and looked at the tall buildings around him, "I remember when I first came here, there were not so many buildings here, and now even if there are no lights in the daytime, basically I can't see anything."

"These are newly repaired factories of Kaijet Group."

The burly man said slowly.

The middle-aged man took a puff of his cigarette and fell silent again.

The silent night wind blows through the damaged and old ground of the alley.

The middle-aged man's eyes fell on the abandoned flower stand again, and then his gaze was slightly fixed.

In the gap between the flower beds, there seems to be a lens that is slightly reflecting the faint light.

He took the cigarette from his mouth, took a few steps across the flower stand, and looked at the reflective objects inside the flower stand.

It was a pair of round-frame glasses leaning against the edge of the flower table. These glasses were exquisite and had obvious signs of long-term wear.

It's folded nicely, as if it's been put there on purpose.

And under the glasses, there is a leaflet pressed.

"mayor?"

Seeing the glasses, the burly man was taken aback, and he turned to look at the middle-aged man.

"It's okay, not many people know that I like to smoke at the back door of the mayor's mansion,"

On the contrary, the middle-aged man was very calm. He reached out and picked up the glasses, looking at the mottled and peeling paint on them, "It seems that an old friend has been here."

His eyes were deep, as if recalling something.

Then he put the glasses away and picked up the flyer that was pressed by the glasses.

It was a flyer for a bar, with bright lights and hot girls.

This flyer comes from the Elm Money Tree Bar in Nancheng. The content of the flyer is that there is a drink discount event every Wednesday, and the event time is from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am.

The middle-aged man turned the flyer over.

On the back of the leaflet, there are still photos of some hot girls, and above the images of these girls, a line of words is written in red handwriting.

[When the ship capsized, neither the captain nor his treasure survived. ]
This is an old federal proverb.

Seeing this line of words, the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, then he turned the leaflet over and glanced at the content on the front of the leaflet again.

At this time, the burly man beside him glanced at the flyer in the middle-aged man's hand, and seemed to have noticed something, and asked with some doubts, "Sir, is this?"

"An invitation from an old friend."

The middle-aged man answered casually, and then asked softly, "Tomorrow is Wednesday?"

"Yes," the burly man nodded, "to be exact, it's already past midnight, sir."

"Ming... is there any schedule for tonight?"

The middle-aged man continued to ask.

"There is a charity ball at six o'clock in the evening. It is a charity organization under the Kaijiete Group."

The burly man replied.

"I said I was a little unwell, so I pushed it for me, and asked the secretary to bring a check for [-] yuan to show my sincerity."

The middle-aged man glanced at the leaflet in his hand again, folded the leaflet casually, and ordered.

"Ok."

The burly man responded.

There was an eerie silence between the two of them again.

The middle-aged man raised his head and stared at the end of the alley, the deepest part of the night.

There, there seemed to be a familiar figure watching him quietly. ,

-

Si Enji raised his weary eyes from the glass cabinet of the pharmacy.

The morning light passed through the gaps between the buildings, sprinkled a little on the road, and also sprinkled on the small windows near the road. The bright sunlight mixed with large shadows hit the women and men.

In front of his field of vision, a projection on the wall of the pharmacy was broadcasting the morning news.

At the moment, the news is introducing the news of the "Mercenaries Returning Home" of the Kaijet Mercenary Group.

It was reported in the news that as the holiday continued, more and more members of the mercenary group chose to enter the city of San Jon for a 'vacation'.

The city government issued a special announcement to let the citizens not panic when they saw mercenaries gathered on the road. They were just entering the city and returning home normally.

In order to prevent large-scale mercenaries from suddenly appearing on the streets, the city government also discussed with the Kaijiete Group to allow the mercenaries of the Kaijiete Mercenary Group to enter the city in batches.

According to experts' speculation, the day after tomorrow will be the day with the most mercenaries in the city, and more than [-]% of the mercenary regiment members will be stranded in the city.

"The day after tomorrow...we still have less than three days..."

Beside him, Ishia was also standing in the middle of the pharmacy, watching the projection TV, she sighed, "Can we succeed in such a short time?"

"I can only go step by step according to the original plan."

Si Enji also sighed.

Hearing this, Isia just nodded slightly.

She knew what the 'original plan' Si Enji was talking about. After Si Enji came back last night, he had told her in detail all the arrangements made by 'Old Mr. Xito'.

She also understood what kind of enemy she was about to face and how difficult this road was.

But she knew very well that she had no choice.

Surrender is not enough to avoid death, not to mention that it is impossible for them to surrender.

Thinking of this, her body wobbled a bit, almost falling,
She has been in a tense and high-pressure environment during this time, coupled with the thrilling escape last night, and staying up all night last night.

Even a D-level transcendent, her body couldn't bear it any longer. She lost her mind for a moment, and a severe dizziness hit her brain.

But there was a small hand behind her that gently supported her.

She turned her head and looked down at Jia Qian who was standing behind her.

She froze for a moment.

At dawn, Jiaxi woke up once, then sat on a stool beside her, closed her eyes, and seemed to fall asleep again.

But Cathy's stool was on the other side of the room.

Isia suddenly discovered that, as a D-level transcendent, whose abilities tended to be observational and analytical, she hadn't noticed Jia Qian's approach at all just now.

She had no idea when Cathy appeared behind her.

This is a child who is less than ten years old.

"Looks like I should take a break."

She paused, shook her head, and gently held Jia Qian's little hand.

It was just that he was too tired, so he didn't notice Jia Qian's movements.

She turned her head and looked at Si Enji, "So old sir..."

"I do not know either."

Si Enji shook his head, "Let's do as he arranged."

"Ah."

Ishia raised her head, looked at the projection TV that was still broadcasting the news, and nodded slowly.

-

"Sir,"

Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the ornately decorated office. At this moment, the solid wooden door of the office was pushed open. A young man in a brand-new military uniform opened the door and looked at the man in military uniform sitting in the innermost part of the office.

"arranged?"

The officer subdued the man to put down the document in his hand, raised his head, and glanced at the young man.

"All the underground smuggling agencies have already said hello,"

The young man paused, he watched the officer subdue the man,

"Sir, why did you go to those underground intermediaries? If Ishia is afraid of being reported by the city defense army when she leaves the city to register, if she wants to smuggle out of the city, wouldn't it be better to sneak into the convoy of the Kaijiete Group?

"The convoys of the Kaijet Group are exempt from inspection when entering and leaving the city, and they can directly bypass the city defense forces. According to my information, most of the stowaways are sneaked into the convoy, and there are also special people in the convoy doing it. This business."

The man in uniform looked up at the young man, "Who is guarding the convoy?"

"It's a mercenary group," the young man was stunned for a moment, "Outside the city is a mercenary group, and inside the city is the group's bodyguard company."

Immediately, he reacted immediately, and suddenly realized, "There are people in the bodyguard company in the city who have merged with the pollution monster, and they can clearly distinguish the pollution breath on Isia's body.
"Although Isia may not know about it, after knowing that the pollution monster may be related to the group, she has a certain chance to think of this layer. In this way, she will not use the inspection-free Kaijiete team, but will Go to the 'underground intermediaries' that are more troublesome and charge more."

Then he lowered his head and thought, "Then how long are we going to arrange for these intermediaries to search and pay attention? These people are old cunning, they may be afraid of our deterrence at the beginning, and do things for us. After a long time, they may not slack off. If Isia stays silent all the time, hiding from our search and waiting for the storm to pass..."

"soon,"

The officer subdued the man to lower his head, and continued to look at the documents in his hand, "There will be a very good opportunity soon, and she will not give up this opportunity."

The young man was taken aback for a moment.

Then his wristband vibrated.

He raised his bracelet and took a look, then his whole body was covered, and he looked at the officer man in front of him in surprise,
"Sir, an underground agency sent a message saying that he just received an entrustment from a woman with a mask on her face. She claimed to be taking a child out of town with a long suitcase that could hold a person, and called her name. You can’t go through the channel of the Kaijet Group team.”

He paused, glanced at the information on the bracelet again, and continued, "And they are in a hurry, and they have to leave the night after tomorrow. The agent told me that he felt that the time was too urgent, and he was going to refuse."

Under normal circumstances, these intermediaries are arranged a few days in advance, with an interval of more than one day, which is basically an urgent order, but not everyone has the ability to handle urgent orders.

"The long box may be a coffin, containing Xito's body," the young man thought, "What about the little girl..."

"According to our investigation, Xito has a granddaughter who is less than ten years old."

The man in the uniform of the officer looked down at the information in his hand, and said calmly.

"Is that so?" The young man was taken aback, "But why the night after tomorrow?"

The man in the uniform of the officer did not speak, but quietly watched the uniform on the young man.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, "The intermediaries in the city can get through the way of the city defense army, but basically there is no way for the mercenary group outside the city.

"Most of the mercenary regiments outside have entered the city the night after tomorrow, and the rest of them are also on vacation, and they don't care about patrolling. I'm afraid they will stay near the camp. If she sneaks out that day, the probability of success is the highest. Even if she is discovered, those who stop her will be less than others."

The man in uniform of the officer gave the young man an approving look.

At this time, the young man also realized that he had successfully performed with the officer, and that he had met the officer's appetite. He suppressed the joy in his heart and continued to ask, "But, is that Xito really dead?"

"I'm going to ask you now," the man in uniform looked at him calmly, "You were at the scene last night, what did you see?"

The young man thought for a while, and then said, "We all know the strength of the director. I saw the director's sword pierced into Xito's chest last night. Even if he killed the director, I'm afraid he will suffer." A serious injury, no matter whether he died or not, he should have already lost his combat effectiveness.
"He is alive, so he can't help Isia. Isia has to escape in order to save the two of them. He is dead, and Isia has to escape even more. The officer has a clever plan. He has expected this a long time ago, so he arranged for me to Go find those underground intermediaries one step at a time.”

He looked up at the man in the officer's uniform, and continued to express his judgment carefully,

"I prefer him dead, because even if he is seriously injured, as long as there is still a chance of life, he will not be smuggled out of the city in a coffin. The target is too big, and it is too easy to be discovered, and these intermediaries will definitely open it at that time." For coffin autopsies, because the prices of living and dead objects are different, and the transportation methods are also different.

"He's trying to get out disguised as a dead body, essentially gilding the lily, which is superfluous."

"good,"

The man in the officer uniform nodded approvingly. He looked at the brand-new uniform on the young man and asked casually, "Does this suit fit you well? You have transferred from the Pollution Cleanup Department. The time is too urgent, so I haven't had time to prepare more suitable ones for you." clothing."

The young man froze for a moment, he thought for a while, and quickly replied, "It's a little inappropriate, but we can adapt!"

"it is good!"

The man in the uniform of the officer looked up at him, "Contact the agent and ask him to accept this commission, and I will leave this matter to you."

"Yes!"

The young man stood up immediately and made a substandard military salute.

Then he turned and left the office.

After he left completely, the man in military uniform completely put down the documents in his hands. He glanced at the city outside the window, then pressed a button on the desktop, and an internal video call was connected.

The old man sitting in front of the chessboard appeared in his vision.

"gentlemen."

The man in the uniform of the officer relayed the information he had just received about the agency, as well as the young man's judgment, to the old man.

The old man did not speak.

After a brief pause, he raised his hand and removed the black rook that had penetrated into the deepest part of the board.

-

Kaya

In the silent and dim hall, in glass containers filled with white liquid, fine bubbles slowly floated up.

These bubbles floated from the bottom of the container to the surface of the liquid, and amidst the sound of subtle shattering, a faint glow lit up in the middle of the hall.

It was a silver-gray metal box with a length of one person, and streaks of white light shone along the pipes under the metal box.

Immediately afterwards, the fine lines on the box were also illuminated by the flowing brilliance like the old flowing rivers, and these brilliance gathered together to form a huge world tree pattern that covered the entire box.

click -

The tightly closed lid of the metal box was suddenly pushed open, revealing the pure white liquid that almost overflowed inside.

boom--

Two muscular hands emerged from the liquid and grasped the sides of the box.

Next to the box, a floating screen also lit up, showing the image of a little girl in a white dress, and the clothes that were prepared were delivered by robots from all around.

The little girl stares out of the screen,

"Good morning, Vian."

At the top of the hall, the originally dim dome lights lit up one after another like a strict royal guard of honor.

Calvin later,