"In addition, the demon seekers have become more and more closed on our search." Church said: "Although we can easily sneak into Demacia City with Green's help, it is still somewhat dangerous on weekdays."
"Especially after Brother Nelson was found and killed, we have already given up on his line, but the demon searchers' gang of thieves still picked up on him."
The Nelson that Church mentioned was the fireman who was pushed and killed by the Demon Searchers and elite soldiers that night. He was an important fighting force of their association, but unfortunately, the Demon Searchers discovered his identity and was brutally killed.
"The demon searchers are not strange." The president calmly reassured everyone: "The plan is about to start. The master will help us, and no one can stop us!"
Hearing what the president meant, everyone present laughed cruelly.
"Tail outside the hotel?"
"Oh, don't be nervous. Oliver is watching them. With his abilities, he can't hinder us."
"How about...just kill him!" someone in the crowd shouted hatefully.
"Don't alert the enemy." The president shook his head slightly and rejected the idea.
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A private house opposite the hotel.
Simmons and Harris, a bitter pair, sat stretched out on their chairs, burying their faces in their hats and snoring slightly.
One was leaning in front of the window and staring at the small shop called "Scoochy Hotel" opposite. Naturally, Harris did most of the hard work, so it was him who was lying down, and Simmons who was lying down. That's good.
distinguish.
Originally, they traced the owner of this hotel, but at first they only suspected the owner's identity. However, when another suspected mage who was being traced also walked into the hotel, Simmons had reason to believe that the hotel owner
There are two evil wizards who have done the most evil things inside.
For him, he would rather believe that there is a suspect than let go of a suspect.
They didn't know that some of their colleagues were coming to this area one after another, all following these mages. They also didn't know that there was a perception mage sitting next door to their room, watching over them.
Every move they make is under this person's control.
"Inferior people."
…
"Tuk-tuk...tuk-tuk..." A knock on the door suddenly sounded. Simmons immediately turned over and stood up. The two of them looked at each other alertly and in tacit understanding.
"I'll open the door, and you keep staring," Simmons said.
Carefully opening the door a crack, Simmons held a dagger in his hand, ready to open the door and stab out at any time.
"Um?"
He opened the door and was stunned - he actually knew the person coming!
"Garcia...?!" He frowned: "You...why are you here?"
The woman named Garcia was also extremely surprised when she saw him: "This is the question I ask you...why are you here? Aren't you following the person named 'Church'?"
The two of them looked at each other, their expressions suddenly became serious, and they both thought of a possibility.
"Come in first."
Simmons looked at the aisle warily for a few times, and then welcomed Garcia's team in.
"Who is it, Simon...er, Garcia?!"
Harris heard the noise and looked back, also a little surprised.
"Oh, it seems that I guessed right, you are also staring at that hotel." Garcia's sharp eyes glanced at where Harris was standing and confirmed his thoughts.
Simmons was the kind of person who found a place to sit down by himself and took over the conversation: "It seems we have hit a fish nest."
"It is still unclear whether it is a fish nest or a dragon's pond or a tiger's den."
Garcia shrugged noncommittally. She took the pen and paper on the wooden table and wrote something:
"If it was a gathering of mages, how could there be no warning around it?"
She read the note to everyone present. Just as the atmosphere was getting serious, Simmons suddenly laughed and said: "Whether it's a fish nest or a tiger's den, just the few of us can't do it. We can only do some surveillance."
Garcia glanced at him appreciatively: "Not bad."
She wrote four more words on the paper: act as usual.
The solemn atmosphere slowly dissipated. Simmons and Garcia were both very experienced hunters, and they knew what to do in this situation.
The two looked at each other, not having any luck that they were alert or even that everyone might be under their surveillance. The question was how to solve this problem.
The abilities of mages are ever-changing, but if you insist on classifying them, they can still be divided into combat type and auxiliary type. Such detection type auxiliary type is sometimes more troublesome than combat type.
Simmons took the pen and paper and thought for a moment:
"Leave in groups, some of you retreat back and go around to the back door of the hotel."
If the monitor can monitor so many waves of people at the same time, then there is nothing he can do.
Garcia's team had two people more than Simmons's. She rolled her eyes, divided the six people in the room into two groups, and asked the three of her men to leave. She planned to follow Simmons and Harris and keep an eye on them.
.
After all, they already have the best location to observe the hotel. If there is any movement at the back door of the hotel, they can immediately find and provide support.
Simmons resisted this decision for a while, but after his resistance failed, he stopped interfering with his team's own affairs.
"How long have you been watching here?" Garcia asked.
As long as it didn't disturb the monitor, she didn't mind letting him hear it.
"I've been watching here this morning."
"Nothing unusual found?"
"Uh...no." Simmons was stunned for a moment.
"No..." Garcia frowned: "This is unreasonable. If you had been monitoring here since morning, how could you not see anyone?"
From their current position, although they cannot see the main and back entrance of the hotel, it is still easy to spot anyone passing by. In other words... their position has been exposed to the sight of that group of people very early, so they can
Easily avoid their sight?!
After thinking about this section, Simmons' face suddenly turned foul.
"Oh shit!"
Squatting in vain!
Before, he thought that this was just a small stronghold, and he never thought that there would be a perception mage, so that it would make people laugh in their eyes.
Especially the problem pointed out by his colleague Garcia made Simmons feel even more shameless.
"Huh, there's no point staying here any longer." Simmons said angrily, "Harris, pack your things and leave."