Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh: no exception
Outside the town, commissioners from the Department of Enforcement surrounded the car that had turned into a ball of scrap metal. The lavender made of plastic was very flammable and turned into black smoke in the sky and plastic lava flowing on the ground in the high temperature.
It was the first time for these members of the executive department to see someone slip away from their eyes. Most of their expressions were ugly, perhaps because they thought of their minister's hoarse roar. Some of the executive officers even had their legs trembling.
"They should go to the town. The second team has already gone over to search." An executive holding a tablet said quickly: "The town is not big, but I'm afraid we can't do it with our manpower.
Checked everything."
"Then block the passage and search everyone." An executive who seemed to have a slightly higher status shouted: "We can't find Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei, so we'll just wait to be scolded.
"
"Mobilize the nearby detachments, the French branch and the school director's family. I don't believe we can't stop a few people."
But obviously, the thinking of the execution department has not kept up with the changes of the times, and they did not realize at all that there was a cheat behind Chu Zihang and the others who escaped from their hands like loaches.
…
In the B&B, Chu Zihang painted on the ground with his own blood. Elizabeth next to her opened her eyes wide and asked Lu Mingfei in a low voice: "Is this, is this the magic circle for summoning demons? Are you going to make a sacrifice later?"
What to order?”
"You think too much, there is no such thing." Lu Mingfei was a little speechless. Elizabeth showed excitement about adventure, magic and other things that was different from her steady appearance. She was extremely curious about everything like a child.
In a sense, Elizabeth, a Frenchwoman, is indeed a girl raised by Angers, and she is still an English gentleman at heart.
She looks elegant on the outside, but on the inside she travels around the world, takes risks, and turns lands that don't belong to her into British colonies.
Well, people generally call this temperament a gentleman's demeanor.
Under the gaze of the very gentlemanly Elizabeth, the magic circle painted with blood emitted a brilliant red light. Along with the crackling of tiny lightning, something appeared out of nothing and appeared in front of Chu Zihang.
But just this time, it was as if all his energy had been drained out of Chu Zihang's body. His straight waist instantly drooped, and his whole body fell backwards.
Caesar behind him hurriedly supported his old rival. Chu Zihang now looked hollowed out, something he had never seen before.
"Hurry up and nurse him, boss." Lu Mingfei hurriedly reminded him. Only then did Caesar remember that he seemed to be a priest. He hurriedly raised his hand to release the healing spell and stopped the blood on Chu Zihang's hand.
Lu Mingfei walked over and picked up the items on the ground. The items in the package made a rustling noise, and seemed to be some kind of paper.
"Huh... If we want to bypass the execution department, we can't rely on simple invisibility. Next, we need to cross the border directly in disguise." After Caesar's treatment, Chu Zihang's complexion improved a lot, he took a breath and continued:
"They will search this place soon. Before that, we need to give ourselves a reasonable identity."
Caesar looked at Chu Zihang who was a little weak: "Can you still hold on now? Do you have enough spell slots?"
"Yun Yiyun is still there. The Chinese side was responsible for the teleportation just now. It just consumed some of my energy." Chu Zihang pushed Caesar away: "We have to hurry up and act before the first search. Come here.
I'll give you a transformation spell."
A quarter of an hour later, members of the execution department arrived at the B&B. The confused boss raised his head, rubbed his eyes that were blurry from his nap, and shouted sleepily: "...What's the matter?"
"We are arresting fugitives. They should have arrived in this town half an hour ago." A member of the enforcement department dressed as a police officer took out a photo of Lu Mingfei with a straight face: "Have you seen this Asian?"
"Oh, Asians, they won't come here at this time," the boss shrugged: "You should come in June, when there are many Asians."
"Answer my question." The executive department commissioner's face darkened a bit, and he interrupted the boss who was about to sell lavender essential oil to him. Upon seeing this, the other party put down the bottle in his hand and said helplessly: "No, if I have seen him
, I will definitely remember it.”
The executive department commissioner nodded, and then asked: "Do you still have anyone staying here?"
"Only a few rock musicians came last night. They hitchhiked here overnight and were going to Germany to attend a music festival." The boss put away the essential oil bottles and said with some helplessness: "A bunch of poor people, just a few people booked a room.
house."
"Can you take us to have a look?" the executive department commissioner asked with a hint of threat. It seemed like a question, but it was actually an order.
The boss looked at the tall and handsome police officer in front of him suspiciously, and asked hesitantly: "Do you have a search warrant..."
"Shut up and take me over!" The commissioner directly pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at the boss's head. He was not a policeman in the first place, so naturally he didn't need those red tapes.
The boss opened his mouth, but a breath was held in his throat that couldn't come out. Then he picked up the key tremblingly, forced a smile and said: "Here, let's go this way."
After walking a short distance along the corridor on the first floor, the boss knocked nervously on the door, but the commissioner beside him didn't give him the chance. He took the key from the boss's hand and opened the door with all his might.
Expansion!
The door hit the wall with a loud noise. In the room, a bald head weakly raised his head and shouted in German: "What are you doing?!"
The air in the room was filled with a sticky stench, and the commissioner frowned. These guys had obviously blown leaves in the room. They were all confused at the moment, and they couldn't ask anything even if they wanted to ask.
In this B&B room with only two beds, five people were squeezed in like sardines, and they all looked the same:
All are bald.
There are various tattoos on their round bald heads, and there are earrings and nose studs on their ears and noses, making them look fierce.
Three people were lying on the bed, still sleeping with their eyes closed, and the other two were squatting on the ground, shaking their heads feebly.
The executive department commissioner didn't say anything, but strode towards the guy squatting on the ground. When the other guy saw the aggressive commissioner, he shrunk half a point, shrank his head, and looked at the man in front of him timidly.
Snapped!
"Ouch!"
But he didn't expect that the other party didn't say a word, and directly moved towards the back of the bald head. With one hand he turned into a claw and scratched out three red marks on the back of the other party's head. Looking at the black mud under the nails and the broken tattoo on the back of the other party's head, the commissioner himself
He said to himself: "Tattoo stickers..."
"Fuck you, what are you doing!" The man was in pain and rushed towards the commissioner. The commissioner looked at the face of the European white man, nodded indifferently, and then kicked him back with a flying kick.