Follow the original route back to the underground parking lot, where Haikou and Ieta are already waiting. Someone is cleaning up the blood that dripped along the way. A layer of waterproof white cloth is spread on the front cover of the car next to it. A man called the Commander
Lying on it, he was receiving emergency treatment. At least he could not die as long as Cassia and the others needed Valen to live.
Both legs were broken, one was broken into pieces by a platinum bullet, and the other was a smooth incision, a wound caused by a sharp cold weapon. Cassia looked at Iyetta. Except for her, no one else seemed to know how to use it.
This type of weapon. Haike's cane sword is a variant of the stabbing sword, which can cut the same marks, but the attack method of the stabbing sword has always been based on precise thrusts. A few blood holes on Valen's body can be
figure it out.
Temporarily in a coma, Hai and Iyetta expected that this would happen. Among the accompanying personnel were members who were proficient in first aid treatment and brought a lot of corresponding medicines.
Ten minutes later, after Warren was wrapped in bandages and steel cables, dozens of limousines left the parking lot.
Lyle did not go back to the villa with Hack and the others, but hurriedly left the residential area with the information collected from Warren's room and the communication machine.
The rain kept falling, and the wind was blowing. In the afternoon, Cassia and Hai returned to the villa base and went directly to the basement. Hai had transformed it into a small treatment room, which could be used to house Warren.
During this period, I woke up several times due to pain and various hormones injected into my body. After arriving at the villa, my coma became stable.
The three of them were not in a hurry to wake up Warren. After adding more steel cables, they returned to the table in the hall and quietly waited for the news from Lyle. The sky quickly turned dark while waiting.
Color, ten o'clock in the evening, several hours have passed since the day's actions.
Lyle returned to the villa base soon after, bringing with him a panoramic map of a certain area of Manoma.
"Here." Pointing to a large villa circled by a red pen, Lyle said, "There are many records about this place on Warren's communication machine. I immediately investigated the corresponding house purchase records and found an intermediate
I bought it in the name of a businessman. I wanted to obtain the architectural design of the house, but the real estate businessman has connections with the five princes of the king’s faction, so money and threats are not very effective.”
"Another thing, the people who were following Porfetta sent news not long ago that they went to Manoma as a cleanup team for the Webley family. When the people following him left, Porfetta and his team had already returned to Webley.
The family’s headquarters. We have not contacted Valen for the time being, and no contact application has been sent through the communicator yet.”
"It's possible at any time. Night is when people like us are most active." Ietta stood up and said.
"The team is already on its way to the Villa Porphyta." Lyle bent down slightly, waiting for Hai's decision.
"Let them be alert first. Warren should be awake now. I think it would be much better to listen to his words before making the next decision."
When the four of them arrived at the underground treatment room, Warren had already struggled and fell off the bed, dragging a trail of blood on the ground. It seemed that he was looking for something to cut the steel cable rope tied to his body. The only thing in the room that could be used as a tool was
The steel window covered with white sheets had a sharp gap in the foot of the bed. When Cassia and the others opened the door, what they saw was the strange appearance of Warren twisting his body and grinding the steel cable.
Lyle picked up Warren, put it on the bed, and stood aside.
After a few minutes of silence, Hai seemed to realize that there was nothing he could ask from Warren's mouth.
"Mr. Warren doesn't seem to have anything special to say to us." Hai said, nodding to the bandaged Wallen in front of him, as if greeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, "But I have a question that I would like to have answered, Mr. Warren.
.Do you know where the woman you captured is being held now?"
"Killed very early." Warren's throat was injured, and his words were unclear. Even though he was wrapped in a bandage, it could still be seen that he was smiling at the moment.
"I've finished my questions, Ieta, Mr. Cassia." His horrified expression did not change.
"I have nothing to ask." Iyetta said, and she turned to look at Cassia.
"I want to know how often Porfetta and Lavalar will go back to their temporary base. You know in your heart that we can find your whereabouts and the other two will not be in trouble. The only problem now is that we want to save a little
It’s just time.” Cassia said, “You should know me.”
"You can't escape, in every sense of the word." Valen replied fiercely. He looked at the other three people, "The same goes for you. Master Pofetta will not let any of you go, even if there is no one.
Ye Jielin here! I will definitely..."
Before he finished speaking, Warren coughed violently, and the bandage on his body was instantly stained red.
"I've finished what I want to ask." Cassia said indifferently. At this moment, he turned his head and called Lyle.
When Warren finished coughing and raised his head after spitting out the blood in his throat, he happened to see Lyle pull out a pistol and point it at his head. "You..." Amidst the banging explosion, the wall inlaid with a layer of stainless steel plates spattered
There was a splatter of blood.
"Go there right away. Even if Porphyry's Tower is not there, once the news of Valen's disappearance is known to him, I think there will be no chance for a long time in the future when facing Porphyry's Tower who is on guard. And I
My intuition tells me that there should be a lot of surprises in his temporary base. It hasn't been long since I returned to Manoma, and I haven't stabilized my situation here yet. There may be a lot of good things there in the temporary base.
"
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As usual, Lavalar would go around the first and second floors of the basement at this time every day to observe Shaco's condition and whether Eliric's condition was enough to support his life. The mouths of both of them looked like they had been since they were born.
He was sewn up with a thread, as if he believed that his life would not be in danger, and he has not spoken or made any sound these days.
After closing the thick iron door, Eliric still looked at Lahualar simply, and then lowered his head. Recently, he no longer struggled, and blood scabs quickly formed on his hands and ankles. Looking at Eliric, his condition seemed to have changed.
He was much better. As he walked towards the elevator disguised as a kitchen, Lahua Lal thought that when Valen comes back tomorrow, he must let Eliric vomit all the previous relaxed and comfortable detention life from all parts of his body.
come out.
The elevator returned to the kitchen in about ten seconds. Lahualar looked at his watch, opened the refrigerator on the side, took out a bottle of frozen wine, then turned around and took the cup, and got some ice cubes from the small ice bucket.
Then he came to the table next to the hall and sat down.
There are things that need to be dealt with recently on the table. Among the three important things, it seems that only the affairs of the Kiris family and Ye Jielin have made some progress. With new information given to them, I believe that more thorough actions will be launched soon.
.
While thinking about this, Lahualla shook the glass with more than half of the wine in it, and the ice cubes collided with the glass, making a crisp sound that echoed in the wide hall. After taking a sip of wine, Lahualla lightly
He exhaled softly and was about to put down the wine glass when his body froze in an instant.
The same crisp sound of collision came from the kitchen. When Lahua Lal looked over, it was a woman wearing a daily dress who came out, holding a wine glass with ice cubes in her hand, and clinking it against her own body.
Touched, as if to celebrate this unexpected surprise.
"Thank you for the wine." Ietta smiled and drank the wine in one gulp. (To be continued)