Chapter 94 Action Plan
In the alley diagonally across from the post office in Jinwutong District, a worker wearing a peaked cap was leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette in his mouth. His cold eyes under the brim of his hat scanned everyone who passed in front of him.

"Mole" is good at disguise. He can dress himself up as an old and frail old man, or he can turn himself into a young girl. It all depends on what he wants to do. He also relies on his disguise skills to deceive people. Past Horik.

This afternoon, he was instructed to turn over the emerald necklace to his superiors.

His superior seemed to be a noble lady. She would never have direct contact with him. "Mole" had never seen her before, but felt a little familiar. It seemed that the two had been close to each other a long time ago.

The way the two communicated was ordinary, even fragile: they communicated through letters and used newsboys to communicate with each other.

Whether they are dock workers or official gentlemen, they sometimes ask newsboys to help. Newsboys are young and simple-minded, and a few coins can help them run errands.

Several short newsboys wearing shorts and shorts were standing on tiptoes and stuffing coins in their hands into the window in exchange for tonight's evening paper. The little newsboy "Mole" was familiar with did not show up today. Usually he would take the initiative at this time. Find your own.

"Mole" opened his pocket watch to check the time, then put out his cigarette and stepped on it, whistling to greet a newsboy.

He didn't have any disguise today, because his superiors told him that he could leave Tingen after today and get a few months' leave. The next action might be in Backlund.

The little newsboy ran towards him with a huge cloth bag slung across his body. The newspaper was very heavy and it was difficult for him to carry it.

"Sir, what are your orders?"

The newsboy looked up at the "Mole" and smiled. He usually helped adults run errands along the way, and he could get tips without running much.

"Mole" patted him on the head and handed him the bag containing the emeralds and a 5-souler note.

The newsboy's eyes lit up. He quickly grabbed it as if he was afraid that "Mole" would regret it, and weighed the bag without asking what was inside. This was a tacit understanding between them.But he felt like there was a stone in it.

"Sir, where are you sending it to?" the newsboy straightened his bag and asked.

"Jinwutong District Opera House, give it to the waiter and say it's 'what the queen wants'. At nine o'clock in the evening, remember to be on time, don't be late or early."

"Mole" touched the little newsboy's head kindly. No one would have thought that he had killed three teenagers not much younger than himself just a few days ago.

The newsboy thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

The Jinwutong District Opera House is some distance away from the City Hall and the Central Garden. Compared with the Grand Theater in the North District, it is more like a theater for wealthy gentry and ladies. It is difficult for ordinary people to watch a play here.

"Mole" turned around and walked deeper into the alley after the newsboy left. When he came out from the other end, he had turned into a young gentleman who went to relieve himself in the alley after a hangover. His red hair escaped from the shackles of his hat. He looked even more slutty.

He walked to the wealthy area of ​​Jinwutong District. As the best residential area in Tingen City, many political and business people live in single-family houses here for convenience. When they are on vacation, they will live in the suburbs of the North District or An estate on the outskirts of the university district.

There are many patrol police outside the wealthy area, and there are guards inside, but this is not a problem for "Mole". He is not tall and has a flexible body, so it is impossible for the bloated guards to catch him.

What he didn't know was that his wanted order was printed in today's Tingen Evening News, and the old man who distributed the newspaper recognized him at a glance.

North District, Blackthorn Security Company
"Is this true?" Dunn took down the pipe he had just held in his mouth.

Leonard smoothed his slightly curly black hair: "It should be true. The old man had no reason to lie to us. His son is also a policeman. Several newsboys also confirmed the news." "Not necessarily, 'Mole' is an extraordinary person. , we must treat every clue related to him carefully, especially this time," Dunn raised his head, "He appeared in Jinwutong District without any disguise."

Leonard nodded. Jinwutong District is the center of Tingen. "Mole" here is like a time bomb. He doesn't know when he will detonate himself.

What they are most worried about is that the "mole" suddenly loses control.

Dunn walked into the recreation room and informed the players present of the situation.

There were only four people here, Leonard, Frye and Cornley who had participated in the operation against the "Mole", but that was just to clean up the scene. None of the Nighthawks had ever faced off against the "Mole". All they had was The information told to them by the case file and the mechanical heart.

"According to reliable information, 'Mole' appeared near the post office in Jinwutong District this afternoon and had a brief conversation with a newsboy. The newsboy said that 'Mole' didn't say anything to him. We suspect that this is 'Mole' Blindfold."

"The paper boy may have tricked us," Frye said.

Everyone nodded, the newsboys are weird, they won't help you if you don't give them benefits.

"There's nothing you can do about it. The police can't do anything to a child." Dunn replied.

Leonard sighed softly: "It would be great if Daley was here. Maybe we can find the 'Mole' through a psychic."

"Yes, but Daly is not in Tingen now." Dunn propped his hands on the table, "This time we will cooperate with the Heart of the Machine, and they will cooperate with us."

Frye raised his head: "Captain, does the Temple know about the joint operation?"

Dunn scratched his head in embarrassment: "The Holy Church knows about our operation, but it doesn't know that we are cooperating with the Heart of Machinery."

He cleared his throat and lowered his voice: "This is the request of Captain Albert of Mechanical Heart. He hopes that we can keep it secret. He said otherwise the performance appraisal at the end of the year will be ugly."

Everyone nodded. Since the two captains had reached a consensus, they couldn't say anything. They had already heard about the strange captain of the Heart of Machinery.

"What about the sealed artifact?" Cornley asked.

Dunn shook his head: "No need. The information from the Heart of Machinery shows that 'Mole' is probably a Sequence 8 Extraordinary of the 'Assassin' pathway, and he has no accomplices."

Compared to the Sequence 8 "Mole", Dunn was worried about the Sealed Artifact. In his opinion, the latter was more dangerous than the former.

"The key question now is where the mole went."

Frye folded his arms and thought, his pale face expressionless. He later dissected the three teenagers who died in the hands of "Mole", his technique was clean and neat, and the knife hit the vital part.He had captured several lunatics who took pleasure in killing people, and he believed that "Mole" was also this kind of pervert.

"The Machinery Heart is already chasing him," Dunn took out a map and swept away the cards on the table, "This is the map of Tingen City."

(End of this chapter)

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