The meeting ended quickly. After Trono and others understood the entire plan, they discussed their cooperation issues in the conference room before leaving.
"Aren't Il and Theodore going to participate in this operation?" Before leaving, Ressa asked Stian. Since the mission was assigned to them by the Knights, they have never seen the two of them appear. Although they know that they are related to
Unlike me, the two of them are elites among the Knights at the same time, and they will definitely not be lazy in performing tasks, but this attitude does make Trono and the others dislike it.
"You only need to care that the operation can be completed smoothly. As for the rest, to be honest, I don't have much right to intervene. I don't know what Captain Il and Theodore think." Stian was not angry.
, but he responded very kindly, but he couldn’t extract any value from what he said.
The afternoon came quickly, and limousines of various shapes and colors left the Knights' garage one after another according to the scheduled time difference, heading towards their destination. They were all very careful, and it took more than an hour until they arranged the encirclement as planned.
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It is in a corner of Manoma, far away from the center. In the telescope, the target location is a three-story small building, which is relatively spacious. It seems to be a private clothing store, because it is in the small building.
There is a sign in the upper middle position, which says that we undertake the production of dresses for various evening parties.
Today is Tuesday, not rest time, but there is no one in the small building. Several windows are tightly closed, and thick curtains block Trono and the others from seeing inside. Stian on the side waved at this moment
, soon, several surgeons with temperature sensing ability disguised themselves as pedestrians and walked past the small building and explored the inside of the building.
They were all the same color. Several people passing by squinted their eyes to make sure there was no one inside.
"It seems like he went out." Stian thought for a moment, then looked behind him, "Be careful, don't leave any traces, and take as many photos as possible."
"Disconnect the power and steam input to that small building." After finishing speaking, Stian added to the communicator.
A few minutes later, several other people took over from the temperature-sensing members and arrived in front of the small building. When the only pedestrian walked away, they quickly opened the bag they were holding and took out a piece of about fifty centimeters.
The long rectangular object is as thick as two adult palms. It is wrapped in a layer of soft gelatin leather. In front of this strange object, a universal password card is fixed.
Insert it into the card slot of the door. The people next to you have taken out several steam hoses from their bags and connected them to the rectangular object. This is a password card decryptor, although it is only used to deal with some simple door locks.
tools, but they are not easy to buy on the market. The program inside is not a simple and easy job.
Half an hour later, the people who entered the small building finished dealing with their own traces and left the small building.
"Chief of Intelligence, we searched the inside carefully, but didn't find anything. That small building seems to be an ordinary private custom-made clothing store."
"Is it just a temporary residence for the prey?" Stian was a little unsure for a moment, "The observers of each team can just pay attention to their surroundings. Other members, remember to take care of their eyes and don't look around. All members, please be careful.
Time to prepare to lurk, we may be here for a long time.”
The plan did not go as smoothly as Stian thought. In the evening of the next day, an ordinary limousine parked leisurely in front of the small building. A young man got out, wearing a top hat and holding his head in his mouth.
His face was all hidden in the shadow of politeness, and even Stian couldn't see the man's face clearly in the limited time.
The body suddenly began to move automatically in a small area, and Stian knew that even if this was not the prey, it should be someone who had a close relationship with the prey. She asked all the members to be prepared in the communication, maybe they had caught a prey and his men
Opportunity to meet.
The man opened the door, picked up a small cardboard box in the trunk of the limousine, and entered the small building. The lights turned on inside, illuminating the street in front of him.
A few hours later, this scene has not changed. Stian kept looking at the small building through the telescope, his eyes wandering around the limo from time to time. Then he looked at the time and saw that there was still half an hour.
, which is eleven o'clock in the evening.
Maybe the prey won't come tonight, so should she catch this person or let him go and follow him? Normally, Stian would choose the latter without hesitation. But a sudden intuition prevented her from doing it right away.
She made a decision. Maybe it was the limo that she kept looking at that interfered with her decision, or maybe the slightly warm light of the small building gave her some signal. But in the end she chose to wait.
This state lasted until late at night, and the lights went out at about two o'clock in the morning.
I originally thought I could take a short rest and start making a plan for the following follow-up. Less than three hours later, around five o'clock in the morning, it was Il who personally contacted Stian and Trono.
side.
"Stian, do you really think there is still someone in that small building?" With a voice that was either smiling or angry, he said, "You guys come back first."
As soon as the conversation here ended, another communication came immediately: "Intelligence Chief Sitian, the surveillance team near the Imperial History School lost contact. We rushed over immediately, but the woman named Shake had already
Got picked up."
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Looking at the woman sleeping in the back seat of the car, Lyle didn't know why he did this. Even though his status level had improved a lot, in Lyle's view, she was not irreplaceable.
"Perhaps it's because Master Hai is very concerned about the translation of those strange characters and symbols." Lyle said to himself, "But why are they being targeted by these people? Apart from those strange characters and symbols, Miss Shaco doesn't seem to have been monitored by others.
Her reason. And she can investigate the communication records of the Imperial History School to find a place for me to rest. The strength of these people is not simple. At least it is not something ordinary people can accomplish. But it does not rule out that the enemy has superb programmers.
possible."
When the sky turned slightly white, Lyle came to the ordinary residents' house in another corner of Manoma. He put Shaco in a bedroom, then went to the hall and drank half a glass of wine, and waited until it was time to leave.
After six o'clock in the morning, he turned on the communicator.
"Master Hai, there are some things I have to report to you so early." Lyle lowered his voice softly, and it could be heard from the communicator that Hai had just woken up from a semi-sleep. (To be continued)