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Long Yuehong and Bai Chen focused on observing the back door of old K's house through binoculars, trying to figure out the appearance of the visitor. Unfortunately, several nearby street lights were broken for some reason at the same time, making them unable to do so.

"It would be great if Old Ge was there." Long Yuehong couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Compared with fully functional intelligent people, carbon-based people need too much additional equipment to improve themselves.

Of course, Long Yuehong has always remembered what the team leader often said, and inspired herself with this:

"A gentleman is not a stranger, he is also good at things."

Bai Chen deeply agreed with Long Yuehong's feelings:

"Unless it's all dark and there is no light, otherwise Old Grid can do it..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Chen's attention returned to the back door of old K's house.

Another car drove over and stopped outside the door.

What happened before was repeated again. A servant of the old K’s house came out to greet a certain guest with a big umbrella.

Within half an hour, nearly twenty visitors arrived at the back door area where the street light was broken. Judging from their clothing, there were males and females.

This made Long Yuehong and Bai Chen stunned, not understanding what was going on.

At the same time, Jiang Baimian, who was reported by Long Yuehong, also discovered that a large number of cars had driven into Masgar Street where the old K’s house was located and stopped on both sides of the road.

Under the shining of a large number of street lights, the doors of the car opened one after another, and a man and a woman in bright clothes walked down.

Surrounded by bodyguards, they approached the main entrance of the old K's house openly and walked in.

However, their bodyguards and entourage stayed outside the door and returned to the car one after another.

"They are all nobles..." Jiang Baimian observed carefully for a while and came to a conclusion.

She and Shang Jianyao pretended to be nobles. When watching a gladiatorial match, she had a certain understanding of the people of this class, so that after they met, she didn't even know how to say hello.

The other party does not need to know them, they must know each other, and only in this way can the risk of exposure be avoided to the greatest extent.

"Yes." Shang Jianyao pointed at a male nobleman and smiled. "I remember him. He laughed at Dino at that time and almost became the first person in high society to drink water and choke himself to death."

Dino is one of the protagonists in the arena assassination.

The one who was assassinated.

"It's called Phelps, it seems..." Jiang Baimian said not so surely.

Phelps is also an Axon, black hair and blue eyes.

He seems to have been genetically optimized, regardless of his height or appearance, he is considered good, but his cheek muscles are slightly sagging.

After watching these people enter the old K's house, Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:

"This is a banquet?"

She didn't make a positive judgment because it was very embarrassing in terms of time.

As far as she knows, gatherings of the noble class usually start at dinner and continue into the early hours of the morning. They can leave at any time in the middle. How can there be any reason why they should only convene until 11 o'clock?

"Maybe the theme of this gathering is ghosts." Shang Jianyao guessed enthusiastically.

He seemed to want to backhand and took out the monkey mask with hairy face and sharp mouth, put it on his face, and participated in the end.

Jiang Baimian ignored him and said to himself:

"Close all the curtains just for this party?

"What's the matter with those people behind? Special guest?

"How can you not let the bodyguards in a normal party? Those nobles are so relieved?"

For these questions, she couldn't think of the answers for a while, but Shang Jian Yao offered many possibilities, but they were obviously absurd.

Jiang Baimian had to take out the walkie-talkie and told Long Yuehong and Bai Chen:

"Continue monitoring and wait for the end."

This wait lasted for several hours. It was not until three o'clock in the morning that the front door of the old K's house reopened. The well-dressed men and women walked out one after another with tired but relaxed expressions and left by car.

At the same time, cars arrived in the back door area, quietly picking up those secret visitors.

Due to environmental factors, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong still couldn't see their looks clearly.

"Group leader, do you want to choose a target to track?" Long Yuehong asked Jiang Baimian for his opinion.

If he and Bai Chen went downstairs and drove into the Jeep at this time, they still hoped to lock a car.

Jiang Baimian groaned for a few seconds and said:

"There are too many unknowns in this matter, so I don't use it for the time being to be conservative.

"Well, our next step is to track down a nobleman and find out from him what kind of party the old K is holding at home, and what role the people who come in by the back door play."

Compared with those secret visitors who hide their heads and reveal their tails, and the old K, who seems to be somewhat mysterious, it is a more suitable and safer target to have aristocrats who have a family and a mouth but are on the edge of power.

Without too much exclusion, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao unanimously chose Phelps.

They knew him accordingly. They knew that his grandfather used to be a senator, but he died earlier and failed to pave the way for his descendants. This caused Phelps' parents to be gradually squeezed out of power. The core, waiting for his generation, is even more declining.

From the previous performance in the arena assassinations, Jiang Baimian believes that there is no awakened among Phelps' bodyguards and entourage.

Taking all factors into consideration, this is really a rare target for action.

Jiang Baimian was not in a hurry to go downstairs to follow, because it was late at night and there were few people, and it was easy to be spotted. Anyway, the monk could not run to the temple. If he went to "visit" Phelps during the day, he would not be afraid of finding no one.

"After investigating these matters, the plan to respond to'Garibaldi' is estimated to have taken shape." Jiang Baimian said casually as he watched the noble cars go away.

In fact, if it were not for too much concern, she could now give a feasible plan:

When old K went out to deal with business problems, he took away most of the "accidents", and then sneaked in or picked up "Garibaldi" with the help of "friends".

Judging from the fact that "Garibaldi" can successfully hide into the old K's house, and hide for a long time without being discovered, this plan has a high success rate.

Of course, "Garibaldi" got inside, and after hiding it, he didn't dare to move because of lack of grasp of the surrounding environment.

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In the afternoon of the second day, the rested "old tune group" used the method of "making friends" and temporarily borrowed a car and drove to the Golden Apple district to look for opportunities to communicate with Phelps, a noble child.

"Hey..." Shang Jianyao sighed long in the car.

"What's wrong?" Long Yuehong asked vigilantly and worriedly.

Shang Jianyao replied with a sad face:

"I miss Mr. DiMarco."

"Why?" Long Yuehong was puzzled for a while.

Jiang Baimian sneered:

"Hey, do you miss him? You miss his fate!"

"Fate Link is really easy to use." Shang Jian Yao admitted frankly, "I even think Mr. DiMarco is very cute."

What adjective is this? Long Yuehong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Jiang Baimian agreed with Shang Jianyao's first half sentence:

"Indeed, if the'Fate Orb' is still there, we don't need to look for opportunities at all to deal with the lesser noble children like Phelps, wait for him to go out, get in the car, and attach to him more than 20 meters away. , Directly evoke his related memories."

The whole process is silent~www.readwn.com~ ordinary people can't even notice it.

Seeing that Yao had clean hands and feet and created a better environment, Phelps might not be able to find out who had passed him afterwards. It is likely that it was due to excessive indulgence, weakness, and sudden dizziness.

During the exchange of several members of the "Old Tune Team", the vehicle turned into a relatively secluded street.

At this time, a figure crossed the road, then stopped in the middle and stopped.

He was from Honghe, wearing a gray robe, and a bald head that could reflect brilliance. He was so thin that he couldn't tell the specific age, but his face was not pale, and his mental state was not bad.

The man half-closed his aquamarine eyes, held the rosary in one hand, and put the other hand on his chest. Facing the "old-tune group", he saluted:

"Nanwu Aguduolu Sanya Sanbodhi, donors, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning around is the shore."

He spoke in Honghe language, and his voice was obviously not loud, but Hong Zhongda Lu echoed in the ears of Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others.