Qin Fei held the phone and walked with his head down in the slightly messy hall on the first floor of the East Palace. Many royal decoration workers were coming in and out, carrying materials to the second floor.
The explosion and gun battle last night caused some damage here. The palace affairs manager sent people over early in the morning to renovate the place.
After all, Qin Fei is no longer an ordinary mercenary. According to his status, he is a Duke. Although Charlotte did not announce it in public last night, the relevant news was broadcast on the national news early in the morning.
Qin Fei was not happy about this, because his teammates who had watched the news in the morning deliberately shouted "Your Majesty the Duke" when they saw him, then turned around, covered their mouths and walked away with a smile.
Even Little Pepper, when she saw him, she called him "Duke Qin" with hidden insinuations, and she almost didn't do the curtsey that was common among female nobles in medieval Europe to insult him.
Qin Fei felt that he could not stay in Comoro any longer.
In fact, that's not all that worries Qin Fei. What worries him the most right now is the missing hard drive.
In fact, he knew in his heart that the so-called island-wide alert was of little use.
The reason is very simple. Anyone who dares to invade the palace under the eyes of so many elites is certainly not a second-rate guy.
Anyone with any brains can guess how they will be hunted once they steal the "Achilles' Heel".
Sure enough, even though the whole city was on alert, troops were dispatched from airports and docks everywhere, and Qin Fei even mobilized the training brigade from Zhoufa on Malo Island, which was organizing training for the National Defense Forces, there was still no news of the intruders.
It's been a morning and no good news has come yet.
"We're back!"
At noon, Lao Yu brought people back from outside. As soon as they entered the door, everyone slumped on the sofa.
Eric went to the refrigerator and got beer, one can for each person.
"How's it going?" Qin Fei came to Lao Yu's side, hoping to hear some happy news from his mouth, "You guys went to the dock and the airport today, did you gain anything?"
"What a win!" Lao Yu took a sip of the cold beer and shook his head: "We have checked all the registration lists, airport surveillance, and terminal surveillance, and found no suspicious passengers. It's all normal.
"
Although this sentence had been expected by Qin Fei, it was still frustrating.
"Do your best to settle Tianming's destiny!" Old Yu turned to Qin Fei and said: "Actually, I'm afraid you have already expected it. There are more than 20 islands of different sizes in Komorro, and there are so many ships. Any one of them will be destroyed.
You don't need to leave from the regular pier. If you need to be more secluded, you can go directly from one island to that island, and then from that island to another island. Finally, after you are stunned, you can leave Mokoro through an undisclosed way.
"
"Yes, this is a country of islands. The total coastline around it is more than 4,000 kilometers. There is no way to intercept a small team that plans to escape." Eric said helplessly.
"I understand." Qin Fei nodded, covered his face with his hands, thought for a moment, and then showed his face again: "Speaking of which, who do you think took the hard drive?"
"Ah, there are many possibilities." Eric said: "Maybe it's Black Sun, maybe it's Project Eagle, maybe it's a drug lord who knows the value of this hard drive, maybe..."
He cast his eyes on Mist, who was sitting at the end of the sofa.
"Maybe it's an American intelligence agency, who knows! After all, the secret program of this hard drive was designed by their military and intelligence agencies. Who knows what computer system this hard drive was removed from at that time? Maybe...
…”
Having said this, he smiled strangely.
"This hard drive may also have been removed from a confidential host in a confidential intelligence agency..."
"Nonsense!" Mist became a little angry. He was obviously angry at Eric's insinuations. "I also said that your damn assassin organization took it away, okay?"
"We assassins are not interested in these secrets." Eric said with a smile: "Besides, am I wrong? The hard drive was left by Kunchai's sister. She said that it contains two organizations, Black Sun and Flying Eagle Project, that control the drug trafficking network.
A profit account, we in the Assassin camp are not interested in drug trafficking, we are more interested in killing people."
"Joke! John!" Mist suddenly called out Eric's code name in the fraternity.
It stands to reason that Mist only knew that Eric was an assassin in the past. No one mentioned to him that Eric was a member of that assassin organization, and no one told Mist that Eric was a member of the Holy Cross organization.
Gram's internal code name.
In other words, Mist knew the identities of Eric’s twelve disciples clearly.
"How did you know my identity?" Eric's eyes suddenly changed from the slightly teasing and playful expression just now, and his eyes pierced Mist like sharp knives.
Mist is a man who is used to life and death, and he is a veteran of the special forces who has experienced many battles.
He didn't want to be like Eric, so he met his gaze and looked at Eric provocatively.
"I know a lot of things!"
"What else do you know?!" Eric moved his butt on the sofa, like a beast ready to attack.
He originally had a strong distrust of Mist. If Qin Fei hadn't brought him back to join the gang, he would have already objected.
In addition, Mist cooperated with Qin Fei for the first time through the so-called BOSS behind him, and this operation in Mexico almost killed Qin Fei.
This made Eric even more suspicious of Mist's true identity.
The Brotherhood of the Holy Cross has always only dealt with high-level intelligence organizations. Although Mist is a commando in the Delta, they are only combat members and should not know such detailed information about themselves.
There is only one explanation - Mist himself is an operative of an intelligence organization or something.
If so, Mist has concealed his identity from the beginning.
Why hide it?
The purpose is of course self-evident.
"Since I was betrayed, I have learned a truth." There was no timidity on Mist's face, and it was obvious that he had no fear of this top killer, "That is, if I cooperate with someone,
Or cooperate with an organization. I must investigate their identity clearly, rather than being so stupid that I believe whatever others say. Don’t think that I don’t know your little secrets. Are you not saying that the assassins in your Holy Cross Brotherhood are responsible for the so-called
Aren't you interested in the secret information? As far as I know, your people have used information to blackmail MI6. Don't think that you can deceive others and you can deceive me."
"Where did you get this intelligence information?" Eric suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist, and completed opening the safety and aiming in an instant.
Almost at the same time, Mist also jumped up from his sofa, and like Eric, he also drew his gun.
The two men aimed their guns at each other almost simultaneously.
Everyone was startled and looked at the two opponents whose sparks collided with the earth.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. (To be continued)