Squeak.

Jack drove the car with ease and drove to a dark place.

The three of them carried their things and moved to another car.

Yan Yu held a cigarette in his mouth, silently turned on the bomb countdown, and threw it into the car.

Jack waited for him to get in the car and asked, "Where are we going?"

Yan Yu came to the back seat, closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds: "Go to the Sabers Hotel."

"All right."

Jack shrugged, started the car and drove out of the street, not forgetting to complain: "Yan, I think you should reflect on it, this kind of thing always happens around you."

"Is it my fault?" Yan Yu looked innocent.

He didn't want to either. The best thing to do was to leave as soon as possible. Who knew that the people in the church had such sharp noses that they could smell like dogs and chase after them faster than they did in the eighth round. It was probably the effect of some kind of cultural relic.

Jack was silent for a moment, then asked abruptly: "Is it the organization those people belong to?"

He asked about the saints.

"no."

Yan Yu shook his head. Compared with the church, the saints are simply a poor family. The team that Croun has built can only survive with two or three kittens, but the church has existed for N years.

Although Manli didn't know the details, she also complained: "It seems that you have provoked a strong enemy again."

"Huh? Why add another?" Yan Yu twitched the corners of his lips, there was something in his words.

"From Tom, Bol to Jason, and then to..."

"stop."

Yan Yu stopped and said seriously: "I had no choice but to do this. I couldn't help myself. I am also very sad about their death. The bullet hit them, but it hurts in my heart."

"..."

"The Lord will forgive me." Yan Yu nodded his eyebrows with compassion on his face.

"Eh?"

The two of them were stunned. Can you stop being so shameless?

Did you just kill someone from the church?

You are so shameless, are you not afraid that the Lord will come from heaven and chop you with a kitchen knife?

"Isn't that what those who go to confession say?"

Yan Yu shrugged: "After you do something bad, find a church to complain about and find psychological solace. If you continue to do bad things, the blame will be thrown on the Lord anyway."

"..."

Jack and Jack's eyebrows twitched, and they both felt helpless to complain and speechless.

Manli suddenly asked: "Why are you going to that hotel?"

Yan Yu thought for a while and replied: "That's where the dark world gathers. The appearance of the church reminded me that I need to go there to buy some things and buy some time."

"time?"

"Eliminate hatred."

Yan Yu said calmly: "My greatest advantage is my broad-mindedness, so I decided to forgive my behavior in the eighth game and negotiate a deal with the top officials of the country."

"The social butterfly really deserves her reputation."

"Social butterfly, you really don't deceive me."

"Hey, that's enough for you."

——

Some dark little room.

The computer screen flickered brightly and darkly, reflecting a pale and haggard face.

The girl bit the lollipop and danced on the keyboard with her fingers like playing a piano. Her bright eyes were fixed on the video being discussed on the forum: "It looks so familiar. I seem to have seen it in my brother's photo."

She quickly paused the video, pulled out the blurry figure in the picture, and skillfully opened the software to start editing, trying to restore the image more clearly.

Gold, black...

She paused suddenly and stared at the restored clear image, her pupils shrinking violently: "Yes, that's it, this texture...this color is what my brother showed me."

She subconsciously stood up and was caught off guard, almost tripping over the chair and falling to the ground.

Staggering a few steps, she ignored the soreness in her arms and rushed to the door in a panic to turn on the light switch. She opened the drawer like crazy and grabbed a photo album from the bottom.

Open to the last page.

A photo comes into view.

He is a handsome young man in his twenties. He is wearing a white coat and stands excitedly next to an old man. There is a display cabinet between the two of them. What is in the glass box is one black and one gold.

Artifacts like arm armor.

"that's it."

The girl licked her lips, took a photo with her mobile phone, uploaded it to the Internet, and combined it with the restored image.

Perfect.

The textures, patterns, and even colors are all perfectly combined, as if the two arm armors are integrated with the armor in the image.

"call……"

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down in front of the chair with relief. She stared at the images on the screen and subconsciously rubbed her phone screen with her fingers, seeming to be stuck in a hesitant decision.

——

It took seventeen minutes to travel, but it took a full thirty minutes to eliminate the traces.

Jack checked several times and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the cameras in the store near the battle area did not capture any valuable information.

This is thanks to laws regarding personal privacy.

It is precisely because of these laws that public places such as streets generally do not have cameras or monitors. Only those stores will install them, otherwise Jack's workload will be even greater.

Jack shook his phone and exclaimed: "There must be someone else using their phone to record the video, but there was a lot of traffic there at the time, so I couldn't lock it in, so I had to do my best."

"never mind."

Yan Yu frowned, thought for a few seconds and then came up with an idea. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, someone will take the initiative to help us clean up the traces."

Manli glanced at him and complained: "Your expression now looks like a capitalist who exploits workers, and more like one of those successful masters who take money to brag."

"?"

Blue veins appeared on Yan Yu's forehead, you are getting more and more excessive, I am obviously a good person.

Jack coughed dryly, lying on the car window and looking at the hotel: "Should we go in directly? This hotel looks quite expensive at first glance. I guess the security system is not hacked casually. If you are not careful, you may be smelled by the Eighth Bureau.

"

Yan Yu took out his mobile phone and said with a faint smile: "It doesn't matter, I just need to make a phone call and let the people in the eighth game pass away... Bah, just go back honestly."

When Jack heard this, he looked at him with empty eyes, with a 'Brother, stop bragging' expression on his face: "I just overturned my lair, and it will be a good thing if I don't skin you alive in the eighth round."

"listen."

Yan Yu signaled him to stop talking nonsense, answered the phone, and listened carefully.

Toot, toot~

The call was quickly connected, and a calm middle-aged man's voice came: "Hello?"

"Hello, Congressman Michel."

Yan Yu clicked on the speakerphone, took out a cigarette and lit it.

He originally planned to call the director of the Eighth Bureau, but he found out in the game forum that the current director... was not a hawk.

This made him change his mind.

The war has reached this level, and they are still taking chances. This kind of person obviously has a brain problem, and there is no need for contact at all. What Yan Yu needs is an aggressive negotiation partner.

After much selection, he finally chose Congressman Michel.

He served for more than ten years, and then with the help of his family, he finally ran for parliament. He has always been a very vocal person among the hawks.

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