Percy was wearing a tight black windbreaker and walked carefully between various buildings.
"According to the intelligence from the Investigation Bureau, the 'Blood Shirt Club' was severely punished due to its involvement in the 'Podium Massacre'. The nobles involved were also dealt with seriously, and a lot of bad things were settled..."
The original 'Blood Club' had a strong aristocratic background and had even become a semi-official organization. Even the Investigation Bureau was somewhat helpless.
However, after the 'Podium Massacre', the royal family of Sodom, the great nobles, and the military all had the same attitude, and these so-called aristocratic backgrounds immediately disappeared.
"Without the protection of political power...those 'foodies' are now active in Xiling District, Xiacheng District and other places with complex flow of people...But the most likely place to have a stronghold is in the abandoned city!"
Due to the strange curse of the abandoned city, this place was once inaccessible, but later became the headquarters of gangs and secret organizations, and even the best place to start a war!
Although there is little traffic, the complexity and danger may be ten or a hundred times that of Xiacheng District!
"I heard that the curse here will also affect fertility and the health of future generations..."
Percy's shoulders shook, he quickened his pace, got into a crumbling old building, and opened a certain room with familiarity.
In the room, there was only a man who looked like a homeless man, roasting a small animal that looked like a mouse.
His face was sloppy, his true appearance could not be seen clearly, his hair was disheveled, and the only impressive thing was that he was missing one ear.
"Black Rat!"
Percy lowered his voice.
This is an informant from the General Bureau of Investigation, and he often has some mysterious information.
"Who are you?"
The black rat cautiously touched his waist. The next moment, his movements stopped because Percy opened his collar, revealing the badge of the Bureau of Investigation.
"It turns out it's the Darkskins... Why is it you? Wasn't James in charge originally?"
The black rat continued roasting the rat meat without paying much attention.
Percy already has enough experience in dealing with this kind of gangster.
Bang!
The next moment, he pressed the other party hard against the wall, pointed a gun barrel at the other party's head, and said coldly: "You are not my informant. In a place like this, a person will die just like a mouse."
What's the difference?"
"Hehe! I am one of my own, my own!" Black Rat shouted in pain and immediately raised his hands: "I surrender, what do you want to ask?"
"News from the Blood Club or Gourmet." Percy took out the wrinkled cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, and lit it for himself.
Black Rat seemed to want to ask for one, but was a little afraid. He could only reply with a smile on his face: "There are indeed more sneaky guys in the recent Xiling Pier area and Lower City area. They like to sell a kind of
The meat is very fragrant and has good reviews from customers...but I feel something is wrong, it seems to be addictive...and the meat processing factory seems to be in the abandoned city!"
"Exact location?"
Percy perked up after hearing this.
"Well...you know, in our line of work, even if you beat me to death, I still have to take my share."
The black rat swallowed and rubbed his thumb and index finger.
Percy glanced at him coldly, and then without saying a word, he took out two cans of meat and a roll of banknotes from his coat pocket: "If I knew you were lying to me... I would be able to find you!"
To add to the persuasive tone, Percy flew out a knife and shot it on the wall behind the black rat.
On the blade, traces of blood emerged.
The black mouse touched the opening on his cheek, and his voice was trembling: "Don't curse me with my blood...I will never lie to you...The meat processing plant is in the abandoned Holy Spirit Church to the east.
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Of course, there was also the Church of the Holy Spirit in the original abandoned city, but it was later abandoned.
"Those people who use churches as meat processing plants are really talented!"
Percy cursed, threw the supplies to the black rat, and turned around to leave.
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It's night time.
Near the abandoned church.
Percy hid in the shadow of a broken wall and silently took out his notebook to record surveillance: "Two groups of people have already entered. It is indeed a secret stronghold inside, but I don't know if it is related to the 'Gourmet Association'?"
Phew!
Phew!
At this moment, his inspiration was suddenly touched and he looked up to the sky.
In the dark sky, a black shadow of a bird flew past and stopped on the broken bell tower of the church.
"owl?"
Percy's pupils shrank: "No...it's a crow!"
He felt that it might be an ordinary crow in nature. Although it was a bit strange in the abandoned city, it was not impossible.
But the next moment, Percy knew that this crow was something special.
It lingered on the bell tower for a while, then dropped to the edge of the window and peered around.
That kind of tiptoeing feeling, as if he is a thief who is very accustomed to this industry, or... a voyeur!
"That's not a simple crow, but a contracted creature raised by extraordinary people? Is there someone else eyeing this place?"
Just when Percy wanted to check the surroundings, there was sudden movement in the dilapidated church.
Bang!
With a gunshot, all the glass shattered.
But the crow was completely fine. It quickly flapped its wings and flew out of the church area. Behind it, there were several Beyonders with cold faces who had activated the influence of 'Red' to increase the speed!
Originally, Percy was still looking for a good show, but when the crow flew towards his hiding place, his expression became very exciting: "Damn, this dead bird!"
He quickly took out his firearm, weighed the difficulty of shooting birds and people, and finally aimed at those extraordinary people and pulled the trigger.
Bang bang!
The bullet specially prepared by the Bureau of Investigation fell on the head of an extraordinary person, causing his brain to explode. The other people couldn't help but stop the pursuit: "Is there an ambush?"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Percy immediately threw a spell, hid his figure in the darkness, and quickly retreated.
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After a lot of confusion, Percy escaped from the abandoned city in embarrassment and entered the lower city.
"It's all that dead bird's fault. A good infiltration mission was completely messed up by it!"
Percy straightened out his embarrassment and cursed bitterly.
"Hey...who dares to scold Uncle Bran?"
A high-pitched voice came from the lamppost next to it.
Percy raised his head and saw the culprit crow. Its feathers were dark and smooth, and there was a red mark between its eyebrows.
"Can talk? Extraordinary creature?"
Percy held a gun in one hand and a charm in the other, looking around warily.
This crow is not scary, what is scary is its hidden master!
Just then, a young man came out of the corner, apologetic: "Sorry, sorry... There is something wrong with my stupid bird's head, please don't argue with it!"