Russell panted fiercely and felt the dizziness in his head getting stronger... and even became a little unsteady.
He reached out to support the table, but accidentally knocked the beer tower directly to the ground.
When the top beer fell to the ground, the liquid spurted out and spread all over the floor.
But the elegant and calm middle-aged man standing at the door closed the door and locked the room. His left hand was behind his back, and his right hand held a sharp broken wine bottle like a dagger.
Russell's blurred vision gradually became clear.
He looked intently and finally saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him.
The person standing in front of Russell was the bartender he saw when he asked for directions at the front desk.
Delphinium mentioned before that these bodyguards of Xiao Liuli are not from the same group as the Honeycomb Nightclub. Moreover, they did not capture Russell's existence from the surveillance...
"...Was it at that time?"
Russell covered the wound and whispered: "This is a trap, right? It has been from the beginning..."
He still felt a strong sense of dizziness. Let alone fight back in this state... I'm afraid if he tried to escape, he would run and fall to the ground.
You must distract the other party's attention by talking and buy a little time.
Even if you don't wait for the rescue of the inferior, you must at least be able to escape.
"Almost."
The bartender just stood at the door holding the broken bottle.
Wearing a smiley mask, he said in a low and magnetic voice that was extremely relaxed: "You guessed it right."
He obviously didn't intend to kill himself directly.
Russell looked at the bartender's behavior and judged his behavior pattern - he was waiting for the bodyguards who were briefly down after being overheated by Delphinium to return to normal!
In order to prevent being counterattacked by Russell, he didn't even get close to Russell.
Instead, he kept his distance, held the broken wine bottle, and blocked the door handle with his body.
If Russell tried to rush over, he would not hesitate to insert the sharp broken bottle in his hand into his body.
Russell realized something.
——Are they planning to capture as many people as possible alive?
That's why it started with a heavy blow to the back of the head.
Because this is where the chip is embedded, it is a weak point for anyone - at least it is absolutely impossible to be wrapped in a protective prosthetic body.
In order to buy time, Russell tried hard to use his brain to think: "You are actually not protecting Xiao Liuli, but monitoring Xiao Liuli... right.
"For example, today, you actually made Xiao Liuli wait here on purpose..."
"So, what are we here for?"
The voice behind the bartender's mask is calm and gentle.
He seemed to be simply curious, and he seemed to have seen through Russell's strategy of delaying time and was delaying it with him - after all, time was on his side now.
"It's for fishing, maybe."
Russell replied without hesitation: "Just to catch me."
Now that you know the answer, it will be very simple if you work backwards...
"At first, I thought Xiao Liuli was shy because she heard my voice, that's why she was so excited.
"But if I think about it carefully, my social circles with hers have no overlap at all. She should be shocked at most, but not to that intense level."
Russell held the table and replied in a low voice: "The answer is very simple...she was surprised that the person who opened the door was me."
As he spoke, he glanced at the bodyguards.
Their overheated and smoking prosthetics gradually dissipated the smoke at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was obvious that the control state was being released.
...Speaking of which, Delphinium's voice seemed to have stopped abruptly after the bartender came in.
Was some kind of portable disconnection device activated?
That should be what the bartender is hiding behind his back with his left hand.
So Russell continued: "Then, why was she so surprised when she saw me? Why were there four invisible prosthetics and loaded 'bodyguards' in this small room?
"Obviously, the person you are waiting for...is a specific enemy who can only be eliminated with a sneak attack with weapons."
"So who are we waiting for?"
The bartender's voice remained calm and collected.
Obviously, Russell's inference here was not beyond his expectation.
So Russell threw out a big tip——
"——The inferior one, right."
He replied in a low voice: "From the very beginning, this was a conspiracy against the inferior."
After a brief silence, the bartender sighed: "As expected, you are not an executive of Tianen Group, but an agent of the Special Execution Department. Right."
It turns out that the staff of the Special Execution Department are called agents...
Russell, who had just found out what his profession was called and was already in jail, couldn't help but secretly complain.
When did this tradition of things going wrong in novice missions begin?
Fire○Ninja?
"You just said, 'Executive Officer of Tianen Group', right."
While Russell was distracted thinking about ways to escape, he continued to try to delay time.
He pretended to be a detective with a desire to talk, and said confidently that he actually had no evidence at all, just speculation: "You are not a member of the group. You are even completely opposite to the group's position... From the beginning
Judging from the fact that his target is the inferior, you should be the survivors of an organization that he has wiped out, or the clearers of a certain big boss before he launches a big operation.
"Then I think Xiao Liuli should have been your spy who infiltrated the group from the beginning. It should be her personal opinion to hire you as a personal bodyguard to infiltrate Tian'en Newspaper... The specific purpose, I think, may be
It is convenient for gathering intelligence and controlling the direction of public opinion.
"Xiao Liuli's prosthetic eye is the 'Magic Eye-Jing Liuli', which has the function of extremely high-definition secret photography. Maybe you are planning to use her as bait to make a big shot fall into a sex scandal? Um... No, that's not right.
The cost would be too high, and the rewards would be uncertain - after all, voyeurs are very easy to investigate.
"So you are planning to use her to steal some files, right?"
The more Russell spoke, the smoother he became: "With the opportunity of interviews and the opportunity to 'judge with the naked eye' - in an environment like now where the Internet is disconnected, people will relax their vigilance. Because the biggest difference between photography with naked eyes and prosthetic eyes is
The difference is not actually in the clarity... but in the need for an internet connection when taking naked-eye photography.”
Originally I was just making up some random reasoning, but halfway through I suddenly felt that I might have been right.
Russell, who had successfully convinced himself, spoke with clearer thinking: "And now that you have found her... you plan to use this nail to get rid of the bad ones.
"Thinking about it this way, that report was also artificially created by you. Let the devil attack Xiao Liuli to create traces and lure the bad guy to come here alone.
"In order not to alarm the Delphinium, you did not control the monitoring room. Instead, you arranged people to wear smiling masks and act as bartenders at the front desk. When someone asked Xiao Liuli's pseudonym...
"The fish is hooked, right?"
Russell's blood-stained face was full of confidence.
But in fact, his heart gradually sank.
…Didn’t I say that the bad guys will come soon?
This must have been more than three minutes, why hasn't support arrived yet?
After a brief silence, the bartender looked at Russell and suddenly laughed.
"It's not a loss if we didn't catch the bad guy. Tian'en Group actually has another smart agent..."
He said slowly: "Are you wondering why the bad guy hasn't come yet?
"It's very simple. Because you can't kill people, you can easily stop him by just piling up some innocent people. The inferior's ability cannot be spared, and if you want to escape quickly, you will definitely cause a large area of death - he
Never dare to use psychic powers in such a dense environment.
"So, you get it. Why are we here?"
A low and magnetic voice flowed: "
"——Because you are good people."
The bartender's left hand, which was hidden behind his back, was finally revealed and pointed at Russell.
It was not a signal jammer, but a mini pistol the size of a lighter.