Steven was lying on the bed, covering himself with a thin quilt and closing his eyes. He seemed to be asleep. As the sky darkened outside the window, the box also fell into darkness.
At this time, there was a knock on the box door. Defoe stood up and opened the door. Outside the door was the conductor on the train. After he came in, he lit the gas lamp hanging on the side wall.
This gas lamp can adjust the brightness. The flight attendant explained to Defoe how to adjust the light and darkened it and then left the box. Defoe dimmed the light of the gas lamp and then fell on the bed.
It looked like she was sleeping. Steven turned on the soul perception skill and observed Defoe's actions. She didn't move on the bed for a long time and seemed to be asleep.
But Steven didn't dare to sleep, and it was not easy to sit cross-legged on the bed in this situation. He could only enter the rune visualization state first, increase the strength of his skills while maintaining a high degree of alertness.
If the other party wants to take action, it will most likely happen in the latter part of the night.
Steven abandoned distracting thoughts, visualized the runes representing perception on the head of his soul body, and soon entered a state of quasi-silence.
After visualizing the runes for a while, Steven changed to visualizing the flames. At this time, he entered a formal state of silence. In the state of silence, he would passively remain alert to his surroundings.
After he exited the silence and completed today's homework, he estimated the time in his mind. It should not be 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. He opened his eyes and looked at Defoe on the bed opposite. The gas lamp hanging on the wall was dim, and he could only barely
He could see the general situation in the box, but there was no obstacle for Steven, who had night vision.
He turned over and continued to visualize the runes. Being in a state of quasi-silence, he no longer had the dislocated sense of time. When he visualized the runes, he didn't need to be particularly vigilant. He would naturally sense all the movement around him.
After some time, Defoe, who was lying on the bed with his back to Steven, made some moves!
Steven immediately noticed and activated the soul perception skill!
Although Defoe's movements were very small, he was still noticed!
Her hands behind Steven's back were making movements to untie something, yes! It was that exquisite leather bag!
A soul light spot slightly larger than a thumb was moving. It was detected by Steven's soul perception skills. After coming out of the leather bag, it separated from Defoe's huge soul light group and climbed up the wall in front of Defoe.
Then it turned the corner and climbed to the ceiling!
Then the little soul light point crawled towards Steven on the ceiling!
Steven focused and magnified the light spot, and it turned out to be a spider!
The spider's body was only the size of a thumb, and its eight limbs were no bigger than a fist. It crawled along the ceiling to just above Steven's body, and then it fell straight down from the ceiling toward Steven!
In less than a second, the spider will fall on Steven, then it will get under the quilt, and its needle will pierce Steven's flesh, injecting highly toxic venom, killing him!
But there is no chance of this happening!
Steven lifted the quilt and raised his hand! The dagger already in his hand flashed through the air like lightning, and the falling spider was cut in two by the sharp blade!
Defoe, who was lying on the bed with her back to Steven, trembled all over and suddenly fell into a weak state. Her soul-linked partner was killed, causing considerable damage to her!
Steven stood up and turned on the gas lamp, and the light filled the box. Then he pulled out a straight knife, and the back of the knife opened the quilt covering Defoe. The tip of the knife gently stabbed the side of Defoe's neck. The sharp tip
A piece of chicken skin-like particles rose up from the skin around this beautiful lady!
Steven said softly: "No matter what your name is, today may be the day you die! Unless you tell me the information you want to know! Otherwise, don't blame me for killing you!"
Defoe finally recovered from her weakness. She didn't dare to call out, so she could only ask softly: "Can I turn around?"
Steven put away the knife slightly, Defoe turned around, his face was still a little pale, and he looked at Steven quietly. Steven put the blade on her neck again and asked: "What is the name of your organization?"
Name? Who is the employer? Answer me!"
Defoe rolled up one leg, revealing her sexy curves.
But Steven made no reaction or action.
She couldn't help but sigh and said: "To attack such a beautiful lady, Mr. Lin! Are you a gentleman from the civilized world or a barbarian from the wild?"
Steven: "Answer the question! I only give you one chance! Many of your accomplices have died at my hands! I won't mind one more!"
The woman seemed to have remembered something and her expression was a little stiff.
Then she sighed again and said: "Our organization is called Black Mist. As for who hired us, it is impossible for me to know at this level. It is useless to kill me."
Steven frowned and then asked: "Where is your organization's headquarters?"
Defoe replied: "I don't know the location of the headquarters. Only the branch leaders know. The tasks we receive are all arranged directly by the upline. The upline has a single line of contact with the branch leaders, so the content I know is very limited. You can
No matter how hard you press, you can only get this information!"
"Why did your accomplices who were thousands of kilometers away get the news so quickly after your assassination failed? What method did you use to deliver the important news?" Steven asked the question that had always puzzled him.
This era is not like the previous Internet era, where information can be spread instantly and quickly. In this era, electricity has not even been used! Let alone telegraphs and telephones, so Steven has always been puzzled by how quickly they spread information.
"Hehehehe! It seems that Mr. Lin is really ignorant! Are you from a certain tribe in the New World? Have you just arrived in the civilized world?" Defoe finally regained control and began to laugh at Steven.
Steven turned the blade of the knife and raised her chin with the back of the knife: "I'm asking you a question, Miss Defoe! This question has nothing to do with my birth. Answer the question right away!"
Defoe had no choice but to reply: "It's the Demon Falcon! Do you know that you have wood element abilities? I won't spread elemental knowledge to you anymore, right?"
Seeing Steven nodding, she continued: "They tamed mutated peregrine falcons, which are magic falcons, to deliver important messages. This method has been going on for many years! Of course! You are not a member of a powerful organization, so you don't know.
It's normal!" Her tone was particularly sarcastic.
Steven ignored her and pondered what to do with this woman. It would be troublesome to kill her. If she didn't kill her, her accomplices would be waiting for her on the train at any time.
"How many accomplices do you have in the car?" Steven asked.
"Just 5 or 6! They won't take any action against you without my signal, you can rest assured!" Defoe thought Steven was worried that her accomplices would come in.
Steven ignored her guess and asked, "Where is your branch in Paraser?"
Defoe replied: "I don't know! We are from the Ukesa branch, and only the leader may know the location of the Palaser branch."
At this time, Steven had already thought about it and made up his mind...